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Chapter 1362 1362: Kicking the widower's door at night [please ask for monthly tickets](2/2)

"When you come here, you are at risk of death."

Cui Xiong's eyes were neither surprised nor afraid, but said in a very plain manner: "If I don't come, who will come? My father wants to hand over the big business into my hands. If I encounter something, I will push others out and hide behind me, wouldn't it be a villain's behavior?"

He has to take responsibility for it.

Furthermore—

"You are here too, I can't stop coming."

You Bao was touched by his words.

For the first time, she looked at the husband who was much younger than her. A willow leaf floated down from her heart, and ripples appeared: "You and I have decided the marriage, and they all weighed the pros and cons, and did not really take care of your wishes."

This marriage can be ignored.

Not to mention unmarried, those who are married will have their own disaster.

There is no need to be Cui Xiong's seriousness.

You Bao's response was obviously beyond Cui Xiong's expectations.

His pupils were slightly shaken, and he looked carefully and was shocked and injured. He bit his lip tightly: "How many marriages in the world are not about weighing the pros and cons? How do you know my wishes, how do you know they are not about voluntary?"

You Bao: "..."

Her eyelids twitched hard.

The problem is, she is not You Bao, but Miao Ne.

Cui Xiong's intentions are to "You Bao" but not "Miao Ne". She doesn't plan to live a confused life against others' appearance and names for the rest of her life. The mistakes should be corrected and back on track.

Right, get back on track.

Not only do you have to get back on track, but you also have to be glorious.

She lurked beside the Lord of Qi, not only to make the other party confused, nor to talk about marriage with a younger man. As soon as Mei Meng died, Cui Zhi was sick, and the Lord of Qi was like breaking his arms; the foreign wars in the southwest failed, and the internal Immortal Cult rebelled... A good opportunity to add fuel to the fire!

How can you miss such a good opportunity?

What better "oil" than the death of the king of Qi?

"Time is not waiting for me, Ximin--"

Miao Ne looked up at the moon and made up his mind!

Regret murder is not an easy task.

No matter how hard the tiger falls into the sun, the king of Qi has guards around him and his residence is very cautious. It is a fantasy for ordinary people to open them, but Miao Ne has long been regarded as a confidant by the king of Qi over the years. The king of Qi believes that Mei Meng will not doubt her even if she kills the king.

Poisoning?

It is not easy to poison a king.

The king holding the seal in his hand is essentially no different from the scholars of literary hearts and martial arts. His body has been strengthened and tempered by the energy of heaven and earth. The poison of blood-sealed throat cannot make her die immediately. If she drags the doctor in Xinglin to come, it will be useless.

Miaone has better props.

For example, the strings wrapped around her wrist at this time.

She was as obedient as ever, serving the king and using the meals, accompanied her to discuss with her ministers until the genius in the middle of the moon. The king was tired from the naked eye, and even white silk was added to his temples.

Miao Ne felt a little sympathetic to the other party.

There are ways to fight and surrender. When a minister surrenders, he can change his family at any time. He is a minister for Qi and a minister for Kang. He has flexible employment space; the king of the country is different, and he is a life-threatening worry.

How could he be a king for several years be willing to be a minister?

She was also worried at this moment.

He also wants to protect his wealth and wealth, and wants to save his life, but he cannot express his thoughts casually. He also has to pretend to be strong and unyielding, saying that he cannot let down the sacrifice of his soldiers.

Can't choose?

It's okay, Miao Na is willing to do it for him.

"You Bao, did you say I did something wrong?" The Lord of Qi had a headache. Her favorite minister walked forward as before and used skillful techniques to relieve her. She closed her eyes and sighed, "If Jinghe was still there, I don't know how to quarrel..."

Miao Ne said: "Why would you like to ask her?"

The king didn't understand very well for a while.

The next moment, a suffocation and stinging pain came from the neck.

She was trying to survive and grabbed a few tight thin lines, and her fingertips grabbed a few tight thin lines. The thin lines suddenly locked in Miao Ne's hand, deeply embedded in her flesh. She tried to open her mouth and shout for help, but something was blocked in her throat, and the warm breath hit her ears: "Does the Lord know, the two words that the academy students are best at, one of which is the 'forbidden voice', which is a necessary skill to enter the court."

The other party's voice changes subtly.

Transformed into her completely unfamiliar female voice.

She smiled in her ear and said, "I am the three good students who have been named for several years! Even Luan Gongyi was accidentally beaten."

Of course, it may also be related to Luan Xin's slow reaction.

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Chapter completed!
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