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After she said she wanted to die, the whole hall suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Morda stood in the middle of them all, knife in hand, the blade pressed against her neck, unmoving for a long time. He did not say that he wanted to kill him, but neither did he say that he wanted to release him.

After a long time, just when everyone thought that Mo Da still needed to continue, a voice suddenly came from beside Mo Yan's ear!

Clang!

Molda let go of the blade and let it fall to the ground with a crisp, alert sound.

Ji Ru, who was lying on the tea table, opened her mouth, but could not utter a single word. Such a Molda was too unfamiliar! It was impossible to figure out what to do next!

And then Morda threw back his head and burst into laughter. His laughter was like that of a devil's, instantly crushing everyone's eardrums.

"Hahahahaha ~ ~ hahahaha ~ ~"

"Hahahahaha ~ ~ ~"

Ink Yan was kneeling on the ground, deeply disturbed by the "noise". She could actually straighten her back and look at Molda without changing her expression. There was no sadness or joy in those eyes, only the word "loyalty" could be clearly seen.

She calmly waited for the outcome. Regardless of how chaotic the outside world was.

Mo Da proudly said as he pointed to the center of her forehead.

"49, you really know how to please me!"

"Stand up!"

"Thank you for not killing me!"

She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, looking heroic and gentle at the same time.

For a moment, it was as if Molda had seen the old Ink Flame! That little woman with his whip wanted to drag him to death with her wolf! However, he quickly recalled the bloody shoulder that he had seen in the underground colosseum. Its flesh was still turned outwards, almost exposing the deepest part of its bones!

Such a painful injury, how could a mere woman withstand it? But, what if it really was that damnable woman?

When Molda thought of this, he felt an unexplainable irritation in his heart. No matter how he thought of it, he was still dissatisfied. He could only hastily order everyone to disperse and roll up his robes on the table to drink.

The room was quiet again, and there was only the sound of Morda pouring and pouring glasses of wine.

Perhaps they had all seen Mo Yan and Ji Qi leaving the venue.

Morda placed the jug of wine on the table and called for someone.

Immediately, a guard entered the room and stood in front of Molda with his head lowered, waiting for his orders.

Next, a fierce look flashed on Molda's face as he crushed the wine cup!

"Go, follow me." You must definitely return what she said to me, what she did, word for word! "

"..."

A hundred meters away, Ink Yan, who had already been invited to leave by Molda, followed closely behind Ji Ru and asked politely.

"Empress, may I ask where you live?"

"What do you want?"

Ji Ying tightened her long robe, her gorgeous face was filled with vigilance. She refused to believe that a "man" who had refused to enjoy himself had suddenly asked for a place to stay out of duty.

She looked around nervously. When she found herself in a rather remote corner, the guards didn't pay too much attention to her either. For some unknown reason, Ji Ying's voice became louder.

"I-I'll tell you! I live in the Palace of the Spring! "

"That's … that's not a place a lowly trash like you can enter!"

Inkyan gave a very quiet "Oh".

In her memory, Ink Yan remembered that Ganquan Palace was the place where Princess Dajun lived. Thinking about the phoenix beak that he accidentally caught a glimpse of earlier, his identity was obvious — — Murong Hao's sister, Murong Yu Die.

Ink Yan bent her knees towards Ji Xia, and said in a good mood, "You misunderstood me, Princess Yu Die! As a guard of the Inner Court, I just want to send you back safely. "

However, Murong Yu Die's face was filled with disbelief!

"If you can already tell that I'm the princess of Big End, why would you let me go so easily?"

Once again, Ink Yan stated the identity of the inner palace guard that she had just acquired. He wanted to say that although she was serving Molda now, at least she wouldn't make things difficult for the innocent.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yu Die pulled out her voice and asked first.

"49, do you think I'm very beautiful?!"

Ink Yan nodded.

"Yes."

"Then, am I very amorous?"

Murong Yu Die asked her second question.

Mist Grass, is this Murong Yu Die sick?

Did he want to ask me that question again?

Although she felt that something was wrong, she still complimented him. Even subconsciously, she was already mentally prepared to kneel down again. The princess was destined to ask the third question.

Not long later, Murong Yu Die asked her third question. However, compared to the perfunctory Mordor, the Rain Butterfly was more ruthless, and the angle of the question was repulsive.

"Then why didn't you come to me in the end?"

"You should know that with your current lowly status, being able to die for the imperial family can be considered a great honor, right?!"

Ink Yan suddenly realized!

"So you knew!"

Do you know that I am trying to curry favor with you?

Murong Yu Die laughed and slapped him! The contempt in his words was clear.

"With your little intelligence, who wouldn't know? Not to mention the wolf-like General Molda, even a person from the palace like me could see through it with one glance! "

"Speak, 49! "If you want to help me win over General Molda with your life, how much do you want?"

Ink Yan covered her face and squeezed out a word between her teeth as if she was about to explode.

"Apologize!"

She swore that, seeing that Murong Yu Die was only a little girl around her age and had been educated by the deformed royalty since she was young, she could barely let go of this matter. As long as she was willing to apologize.

However.

"On what basis?"

Murong Yu Die quickly raised her arms again and tried to do the same thing!

At this moment, Mo Yan suddenly moved! He raised his hand and grabbed Murong Yu Die's wrist, then turned around and pushed her against the wall! The two were forced to face each other at close proximity, experiencing the intimacy of the breath on their faces.

Murong Yu Die suddenly felt her body go soft for no reason! His vision was filled with the lines of the heroic spirit of the Ink Maiden. The fawn's heart was beating wildly, and its face was completely red. It didn't say anything, and even its voice was softer when it spoke.

"You, what are you trying to do?"

"I, I'm telling you, I'm a princess. "You don't match up like this …"

Ink Yan's face was dark as she turned her hand and threw Yu Die onto the ground, completely unaware of the other party's warmth. His attitude was as cold as a deity who did not care for food.

"Princess, although your status is higher than mine right now. But I still want to say that you are not worthy of me! "

"Yesterday! When I walked out of the underground beast fighting arena! I have already won one hundred thousand taels of gold, converted it into an area of ten thousand taels of gold. With such confidence, even your royal father would have to think twice before speaking to me! I dare ask you, a mere princess, what qualifications do you have to pick on me? "