Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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Concubine Hui's face was cold, her eyes filled with fierce flames, and she asked in a cold voice, "You smelly spider! Why do you say that I am not your sister Shuang'er? Do you have any evidence?"

Le Zhengyu felt Hui Concubine's undisguised vigorous killing intent, and curled up with a trembling body. He said quite firmly: "You are not Sister Shuang'er, Sister Shuang'er's soul is not like you!"

Concubine Hui looked at the weak spider in front of her, and suddenly said with a sneer: "Even if you know that I am not your Sister Shuang'er? You are about to die, it's useless to know!"

After Hui Fei said, she grabbed the curled up Le Zhengyu into her hand and threw it to the ground heavily.

Step on it harder.

Le Zhengyu was taken aback for a moment, before he could react, he was trampled to death!

Concubine Hui looked at the dead spider on the ground and sneered: "I don't care what you are? Why do you talk? Anyway, if you know my secret, you must die!"

Then he stretched out his feet again and cruelly crushed the black spider on the ground into foam.

Once it was buried with the soil next to it, the traces on the ground disappeared completely and it was difficult to be found.

Concubine Hui wiped out the spider, turned around, looked up at Han Moze far in front of the carriage, her coquettish pink lips opened a pleasant smile: "No one can stop me from becoming your queen."

Then he got into the carriage, sat in, opened the curtains and looked at Han Moze in the distance, his eyes bright.

What a perfect man, like a god, handsome, domineering, majestic, fierce, arrogant, cruel, ruthless...

There is such a good figure!

Concubine Hui looked more satisfied and pursed her lips proudly.

Han Moze lost too much blood, his body was weak, his head was a little groggy and walked to Lian Jiuhua and squatted down.

He clasped his eyelids and stared at Lian Jiuhua, holding on to his spirits, and slightly raised the corners of his lips and asked, "Lian Jiuhua, are you okay? If you are dead, I can't explain to your foster father and mother!"

Lian Jiuhua looked at Han Moze, who was weaker than him, and silently twitched the corners of his mouth. He frowned and said, "Brother, you should worry more about yourself. What if there is anything wrong with you? My father and my mother. Kill me anyway!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Han Moze's mouth, and he stretched out his left hand, which could barely move, to get Lian Jiuhua's pulse, his face instantly serious.

After a while, Han Moze frowned and said solemnly, "Two broken ribs, three broken breastbones, and bruises in the abdomen."

When Lian Jiuhua heard Han Moze say that he had so many broken bones, he suddenly sighed up to the sky: "Little brother, my life is so bitter! It's going to hurt me soon! Why isn't that holy lotus little white flower coming? ?"

Mei Ye on the side heard Lian Jiuhua's words, and then sighed helplessly: "When that little white flower uses her, she is not there, and often twitters by her when she is not used, alas!"

"That's right, Meiye brother, you said it to my heart, that little white flower is really not easy to use." Lian Jiuhua couldn't help but agree.

Han Moze shook his head secretly when he heard the words of the two, and said softly with thin lips: "Xiao Baihua is also involuntary, so you can't blame her for being useless."

Lian Jiuhua paused slightly and twitched the corners of her mouth in agreement.

Then his eyes rolled around, and asked in confusion: "The emperor, isn't the empress wife coming back? Why didn't you come with you?"

Mei Ye was taken aback, and then said with a solemn expression on her face: "Yes, my lord, how is our lord? Is it badly hurt?"

Mo Ye hurriedly stepped forward and asked very worriedly: "The emperor, is the Lord's injury very serious?"