Outside the study room, the mysterious woman wrapped in black cloth came over, and her sinister eyes stared at Mo Zimiao.

He said coldly: "What is Your Majesty busy with?"

Mo Zimiao hurriedly hid the portrait in his hand in the drawer of the table, then coughed lightly, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Is there something wrong?"

The woman in black had a trace of scrutiny in her eyes, her eyes flashed lightly, and a deep malice flashed across her eyes, and she walked over: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to act. Prince Xuan privately invited Princess Yan and the Ghost Lord, which was clearly trying to interfere. The whereabouts of Prince Yan and Princess Yan were unknown, and the biggest suspect was Your Majesty."

"King Xuan seems to be loyal to you, but everything he does is to push you to the forefront."

Mo Zimiao's eyes frowned slightly, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes, "What can King Xuan do if he does this? Sister Xue is still in his hands, so I have to listen."

"I don't know whether there is anything in King Xuan's hands. The prince and the princess have been missing for so long, but you have never seen each other." The woman in black got closer, and a nearly rotten smell came out on her body.

Mo Zimiao frowned gently, as if he was not used to this strange smell. The woman in front of him often emitted a smell similar to rot, and she felt a little pungent inexplicably.

The woman in black keenly discovered the dislike of the man in front of her, and the resentment in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

He bit his lip and said cruelly: "Maybe there is no hostage on King Xuan's hands, he is lying to others."

"What's the meaning?"

Mo Zimiao's face suddenly became serious. He turned his head and looked directly at the woman in black in front of him.

He frowned, "Sister Xue is not in King Xuan's hand, where is she?"

The woman in black replied quietly, "Don't forget that there is an Empress Dowager in the palace, and there is a Prince Hao outside the palace."

Mo Zimiao reached out and rubbed his brows, looking particularly tired. He sighed, "No matter who is secretly making trouble, I just need Sister Xue to be safe and sound. I believe you if you said you would help me find Sister Xue. It seems that you are not reliable."

The woman in black walked over, held Mo Zimiao's hand, and spoke in a sincere tone, "Don't worry, I will definitely find your sister Xue for you, and will definitely make them safe for you."

"I hope so!" Mo Zimiao waved the hand of the woman in front of him and said tiredly: "I have something to deal with, so you go down first."

The woman in black nodded and left, facing her back to the closed study door, and her eyes instantly caused a storm.

When I walked to the corner, I shouted: "The whereabouts of Yun Huanxue have not been found yet? The waste is all useless waste, get out!"

"Master, the only thing that can be confirmed at the moment is that there are no hostages in the Xuan Palace, and the hostages may be in the hands of King Hao. Should I contact the young master? He may know where the human resources are, but he deliberately did not tell you."

The woman in black heard it and showed a very cruel sneer in her eyes, "Go and tell him that if he remains silent again and intends to stop watching, then don't blame me for publishing his identity in the world. Then I will see how a remnant wants to be the most powerful minister?"

"Yes, I'll do it now!"

The woman in black had a very distorted and fierce look. Her eyes were like a completely crazy beast. No one asked, no longer had any feelings.

Although he is alive, he is a walking corpse, and everything is driven by hatred.

There was also the decayed smell on his body, which looked like a walking zombie crawling out of the soil.

...

In the restaurant in the capital, Si Yucheng looked at the princess Mo Shuying who was throwing her arms in front of him. He showed a strong disgust and disgust in his eyes. He had never liked women to get close to each other since before, but now he has a beloved wife, but the only problem has not been changed.

He hates the smell of powder coming from women, and even more hates the disgusting gaze that is soft and boneless.

He was obviously afraid of his eyes and his whole body trembled, but he showed a flattering smile. The stiff smile was simply disgusting.

"I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye."

Si Yucheng frowned, thinking that he had been delaying for a while, and it had been an hour. I think those spies who entered the Xuan Palace should also gain something.

"Your Majesty the Ghost Lord, please stay."

Mo Shuying's eyes showed a faint love. Now the ghost realm has become a country, and the four countries recognize it at the same time.

Moreover, His Majesty Yan also issued a letter to protect the Ghost Realm for a hundred years.

It is said that a month is no longer just an independent city that is not recognized by the four countries as before. Now it has completely become a country, replaced the Ye Kingdom and became the fourth country.

When Mo Shuying saw that Yucheng was about to leave, he quickly stood up and walked over quickly, "What's wrong with Shi Ying'er? It angered you? Ying'er is here to apologize to you."

Si Yucheng's eyebrows and eyes appeared faintly, with a hint of hostility, and his dark green pupils flashed with impatientness, "I hate women, and even more so women who do not know themselves."

Mo Shuying's smile was stiff and a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"His Majesty……"

"My wife is better than any woman in the world. Can you, who is hypocritical, still want to replace her?" Si Yucheng spoke without any mercy, his tone was particularly sharp and mean, and the smile on Mo Shuying's face was completely unrestrained.

His face was pale and very embarrassed.

She could say that she was a princess with a noble status and was only one level lower than the princess. Even if the ministers saw her, they would bend down to salute. Why was she so despised?

"Ying'er just admires you and loves you. You are the noble king of the ghost realm. If you don't appreciate it, you will refuse directly and why should you be so sharply?" Mo Shuying's face showed a sad expression. Because of her embarrassment, her face turned red and her eyes turned red. But she didn't want to be laughed at by the people present. She deliberately gave herself a step.

Holding a handkerchief, gently wiping the tears, covering up the anger in my heart.

"Don't convince?"

Si Yucheng looked at the woman in front of him coldly. If it were normal, he would never have talked more, but suddenly he felt that his repeated indifference would only give these women more imagination.

So he was very sarcastic: "My wife is the princess of Yan Kingdom and the master of the Phantom Demon Army. Such a woman is sought to all men in the world that you have, and where can your confidence replace his position in my heart? Even though I know that I already have a wife, why should I be kind to you?"

The expression on Mo Shuying's face became increasingly ugly. She felt that the gaze from all directions was too sharp, which made her face lose all her face.

He gritted his teeth tightly, covered the resentment in his eyes, and cried softly: "It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, not to mention that you are the king of a country... How could you have only one wife? Can Princess Yan be so domineering and force you to marry her only?"

He quietly discredited Yan Qingyu's reputation. To Mo Shuying, it seemed that Si Yucheng could not have only one wife. After all, he could be considered the king of a country. It was probably the princess of Yan. He relied on his power in Yan and was overbearing that he would not allow him to marry another woman.

Mo Shuying guessed this in her heart, thinking that she had guessed the truth of the matter, but she didn't see Si Yucheng's face in front of her instantly becoming extremely gloomy.

He hated that someone slandered Yan Qingyu very much.

"She deserves my life and a pair."

Si Yucheng left this sentence coldly and left without mercy. A pair of people may be a joke to others, but the emperor of Yan State also had only one queen and one woman for the rest of his life?

Isn’t King Zhan and Princess Zhan also a pair of people for life?

When a man loves a woman enough, he will willingly give up all colors for the woman.

Yan Qingyu is not charming or stunning. Her face can only be said to be of top quality, but she still won the promise of Si Yucheng's two-person couple for a lifetime.

Because she is worth it.

Mo Shuying couldn't figure this out, nor did she understand it. She looked at Si Yucheng's direction of leaving jealously, and felt a little complaining about Yan Qingyu.

It must be this Princess Yan who used her parents' family background to order him.

This must be the case.

Prince Xuan looked at Yucheng's direction with a gloomy face. He didn't say a word when his daughter was humiliated so, but he had already held a grudge in his heart.

He walked to Mo Shuying, reached out and patted his daughter's head, and his voice was slightly cold: "Why are you crying? A hypocritical man is just afraid of that Princess Yan? Do you dare to reject you? Just take revenge on him!"

Mo Shuying nodded with tears in her eyes, with resentment in her eyes. She tried hard to please a man for the first time, but she was treated like this, so she was very unwilling to accept it.

Isn't it abandoned?

She insisted on letting this man get a lesson. Aren’t she afraid of Princess Yan?

snort!

Yan Qingyu saw Mo Shuying in front of her tears, and the angry King Xuan, who had been in anger for a year, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and she looked at the child with a hint of doubt, which was more interesting.

"You mean Si Yucheng has defiled your body? Are you coming to the palace to make the decision?"

Mo Shuying kept wiping her tears, looking very aggrieved, her eyes filled with tears.

On the other hand, King Xuan said with a pale face: "I kindly invited the Ghost King to drink, but I didn't want to take advantage of the drunkenness. He actually defiled my daughter. Afterwards, he turned against me and said that it was the little girl who took the initiative to seduce him."

Yan Qingyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and a very cold expression appeared on her face. She hugged Xiaotuanzi and waved her hand gently, "Call him here!"

The tone was filled with anger, and it looked like it was angry.

King Xuan and Mo Shuying looked at each other, and they exchanged one of them before they realized their eyes.

Mo Shuying sat on the chair, holding a handkerchief and wiping her tears, and cried red with grievance. "I treated him kindly, but I didn't expect that the Ghost Lord would forcefully treat me while he was drunk, and threatened me not to tell you the princess afterwards, saying that you have a domineering personality and will definitely make me worse than death."
Chapter completed!