Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 943

[Chapter 943 Ghost Marriage Bride: A Marriage Sacrifice (21)]
Su Luoluo was dumb for an instant, and the surrounding maids and eunuchs stood in a row, all staring at her blankly.
What should she say, what should she say so that she can be justified and dignified.
“She…she’s a charlatan!” Su Luoluo said tremblingly, “Anyway, don’t trust her.”
These eyes are exactly the same as the ones on her body, how could she not see clearly.
“Whether you are a charlatan or not, you have the final say?” Luo Qingchen frowned, and his deep eyes wandered over her body, and said coldly: “Who knows who is a liar in wolf’s skin. When
Murong Hanxuan heard this, his heart trembled suddenly. The Master Siyue in front of him could actually see that Su Luoluo’s face was not her real self, but really a master.
If she was in the palace, he wouldn’t be afraid of any monsters!
“Come here—” He snorted coldly, frowned at Su Luoluo and said, “The Empress is not feeling well, send her back to Yilan Palace.”
“Brother Hanxuan—” Su Luoluo looked at him in disbelief , he didn’t believe her.
“Hurry up!”
“Yes!”
Luo Qingchen squinted her eyes, looking at Su Luoluo’s lost back, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Since Murong Hanxuan still had a birthday party, he would order someone to settle Luo Qingchen and Murong Ming before heading to the main hall.
Murong Ming looked around, took off the mask, and took out a glazed crystal from somewhere.
The crystal flickered and fell, but this faint stream of light, like the stars in the middle of the night, was so beautiful that it made people suffocate.
“It’s so beautiful, what is this?” She stepped forward slightly, and found a drop of crystal water suddenly appeared in the glass crystal that was originally empty.
The corner of Murong Ming’s mouth raised and said: “It seems that Ning’er has found her obsession.”
“Ning’er?” She twitched her brows slightly, blinked and said, “Who is it?”
“Do you still remember Zhizi ?” Those five stories that I told you?” Murong Ming raised his right hand and put the glass crystal into his arms, his blue pupils shone with subtle light.
“Remember.”
“Ning’er is the young lady of that rich family, she found the fox.” Murong Ming said lightly, “She will shed this tear to prove that the fox did not betray her.”
“You want these Why are you crying!” She blinked slightly, looking at him and asked.
“The hundred-year-old Asura field, leaping to the stage of life and death.” He turned his eyes, and said with a little tenderness between his brows and eyes: “I want seven tears, and they are the seven people who entered the imperial mausoleum in the past seven hundred years.”
“Ah ”
“Ah what.” He raised his eyes slightly, squinted his eyes lazily at her and said, “Including you.”
“I won’t cry!” Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and said, “I don’t have anything for a hundred years.” Obsession, what is there to cry about!”
She looked away slightly, with a touch of emotion in her eyes.
He seemed to notice it, but didn’t say anything clearly. He just nodded slightly and said, “That’s right.” Inside the
Yilan Hall.
“Get out, get out of here, I want to see my mother.” Su Luoluo roared as she threw the porcelain, “I want to see my mother!”
“But your mother, today is His Majesty’s birthday, Mrs. Luo and Master Luo is celebrating his birthday in the front hall!” The maid at the side hastily knelt down and trembled.
When Su Luoluo heard this, her heart trembled suddenly. She can’t panic, she can’t mess herself up, she is the daughter of the Luo family!
“Hmm—” The next second, she bit her lip and said, “Go and invite Mr. Wu Zhu to come to Yilan Palace.”
Now that the enemy is right in front of her eyes, she absolutely cannot sit still and wait for death.
[End of This Chapter]
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