"Where is she?" Mo Yan's voice became much gentler when he said 'her', as if the distortion of the soul was leaked from Yan Hongyu's body, and the gentleness and harmlessness left behind were just to see her.

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r     />"Follow me!" "An's" waved his hand, and the human skin mask on his face and the skirt on his body were stripped off by her, revealing an ordinary face.

...

Mo Yan was taken to Yan Qingyu's yard. He looked around curiously. This was his first time to come to her yard and to her territory.

My heart started to beat strangely.

It seems like there is a sense of excitement to enter her world.

...

The ordinary woman disguised as An walked into Yan Qingyu's room, pushed open the door, looked at Yan Qingyu inside and smiled slightly, "The matter is done."

"I'll let Chidai send you away." Yan Qingyu's tone was very gentle.

"No, I'll leave by myself." The ordinary woman looked at Yan Qingyu deeply, and her eyes were a little reluctant when she left, and she couldn't help but say, "If you have any needs, remember to find me."

"I understand, this time without your disguise technique, I can't successfully deceive Yan Hongyu. You have helped me a lot, Xuanfeng!"

Yes, the ordinary woman in front of her is Xuanfeng. Although Xuanfeng is not martial and does not have outstanding wisdom, she has a pair of skilled hands and has very excellent disguise skills.

Rumors in the world: Thousand-faced fox!

It's the black bee.

She was rescued by Xuanfeng when she was just on mission in her previous life. Later, when Xuanfeng returned two years later, she no longer saw Xuanfeng's true appearance.

She has a ever-changing face.

An's body is taller than Xuanfeng. In order to make it more realistic, she kept walking with her toes. In addition, An's weight loss a lot, so Xuanfeng tightened her waist, but it was very uncomfortable.

Her face was not very good, so Yan Qingyu did not force her to keep her.

Xuanfeng can disguise herself as An, and Ziyu can imitate An's voice, so Xuanfeng only needs to open her mouth without sound, so Yan Hongyu can hear the truth that her mother gave up on herself in order to please the Sixth Prince.

Hate was buried in her heart.

Just one explosion point is needed.

Mo Yan kept walking in Yan Qingyu's yard. He felt that every step he took was stepping into her world, so he felt particularly interested in every step he took, and had the illusion that the world was full of her taste.

The August laurel is in bloom.

Mo Yan smelled the comfortable fragrance of flowers and came to the osmanthus tree. He only saw Yan Qingyu sitting in a wheelchair under the osmanthus tree. A gust of wind blew the petals, and the golden petals fell on her body, emitting a stronger fragrance.

Mo Yan looked at it calmly.

"I'm very happy that the Sixth Prince made the right choice." Yan Qingyu spoke first.

Mo Yan couldn't help but approach her, and then he saw a small coffee table behind her on the table. The wine in the cup had already scattered a layer of petals, but he reached out and picked up the wine directly, with a complicated look: "I don't know if this is a correct choice. I only know that if you let go at this time, I will be tortured by Nine Thousand Years."

The matter of proposing to marry Yan Hongyu as the official concubine would definitely anger Jiu Qiansui. Recently, the repeated disobediences have long made Jiu Qiansui know that his pawn is disobedient, and now he is even more disfigured by the proposal to marry Yan Hongyu.

If Yan Qingyu no longer cares about him, he will really have no place to die.

This is the choice Yan Qingyu gave him.

A choice that must be made.

"Your Highness is so conflicted that you are so afraid of Jiu Qiansui and choose to betray him. Your Highness is really contradictory!" Yan Qingyu looked at Mo Yan drinking wine, and poured a glass for him in person with a wine pot. Mo Yan almost stood up, his eyes dark but with a hint of luster.

"If you don't choose your palace, you will be tortured to death little by little. If you choose your palace, you will be slapped to death by an angry Nine Thousand Years... I still want to die happily!" Mo Yan smiled bitterly, staring at the glass of wine that Yan Qingyu poured for him, inexplicably reluctant to drink it.

Yan Qingyu smiled softly as he listened to his words. Mo Yan was an untamed wolf. Sooner or later, he would secretly make a secret mouth, but he was also smart enough.

"Since you chose to marry Yan Hongyu, I will no longer care about Yan Hongyu's affairs, as you like." Judging from Mo Yan's personality, he was Yan Hongyu's first man, but he should be angry when he saw Yan Hongyu constantly seducing other men.

Let Mo Yan marry Yan Hongyu not only to alienate the relationship between Yan Hongyu and An, but to revenge. She didn't have to do anything, and in terms of Mo Yan's distorted psychology, she would not let Yan Hongyu go.

But I didn't expect him to be so cruel.

The methods are shocking.
Chapter completed!