Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

Chapter 277: The King Wants Their Funeral 5

The aunt immediately knelt forward anxiously, pulling nervously on the clothes of Moliancheng, crying: "Master, the slave said, the slave said everything! Please let your wife go ..." The friendship between the master and the servant is extraordinary.

Mo Liancheng's cold eyes glanced over the maid at her feet.

"Who directed it?"

"Go back to the Lord, it's too--"

Suddenly, the girl-in-law's eyes glared, terrified!

A bloodstain appeared on the white neck, and the person who did it was a face of indifferent Merian!

Yin Xiangnong was startled and looked at the girl who was lying in the pool of blood in disbelief. "Little, little ring! No, no! ... don't!"

At the first sight, Yu Hao, "Master Wang?" He was waiting for instructions from Morian City.

"No trial, kill! Ling Ling-"

"Yes!" Leng Jian came out and snorted! In just one blink.

Flesh and blood flew, and red blood gradually splashed into the study.

One after another, the utterly miserable woman's cry spread throughout the frost courtyard, and it sounded creepy.

The next day, the Palace of the Eight Kings.

No one dared to ask Yin Xiangnong's whereabouts, and no one dared to discuss a few sentences.

It is said that whereabouts are unknown, even the girl-in-law who was with her disappeared. And the incident of the princess falling into the water, this is no longer the case.

The city of Merlin had to enter the palace early in the morning.

But in the middle, I suddenly turned back and hurried to the Xueyuan. Sure enough, in front of Qu Tan's bed, I saw a person standing quietly, tapping her beautiful lips, and staring sadly at the person on the bed, completely in harmony with I usually laugh and scold differently, like a poor man trapped in love ...

"Fourteen?" Mo Liancheng frowned lightly.

"Mynah!" Mo Jingxuan suddenly startled, looked back, but quickly lowered his head and looked away, "Aren't you ... into the palace? Why come back suddenly?"

"My King is not assured." Mo Liancheng sat directly on the bedside, and naturally raised his fingertips and stroked the small face of Qu Tan'er. "Why are you here? You don't need to inform my King."

"Of course I want to take a look at the situation of Hachiman while you are away. These days, you have blocked the Xueyuan. I don't think it is possible to come in." Mo Jingxuan resumed his previous posture, slightly lipging his lips, quite Dissatisfied with Morin's approach, "Anyway, she's my naughty too, can't I look at it?"

"Fourteen!" Molian Cheng Junmei's face showed a slight anger.

"Okay, mynah! I know. Isn't it just a glance, so stingy?" Mo Jingxuan's eyes narrowed once again across the person on the bed, and he asked with his lips clenched and teeth: "Have you found out? Who did it? "

"The people who do this are no longer in this world."

"..." Mo Jingxuan opened his mouth, and half a moment raised his eyes and asked: "When I came, I heard that Mrs. Yin from your house and her maid next to her were gone, were they? Is it Brother Erwang who ordered them to do it?"

"No."

"Who is that?" Mo Jingxuan's eyes froze. "It's definitely not the courage to do it like Mrs. Yin."

"Well. It's the man in the palace ..." Morian said halfway, but murmured darkly.

"Who the **** is it? My brother is just a bit more." Mo Jingxuan was anxious and almost rushed forward to grab his plaque and asked, "Hey? In the palace?" Who would be in the palace who wanted to kill Hachiman?

"Every move involves the whole picture, and even our layout for many years is a shortfall."

"?! ..."

(End of this chapter)