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Chapter 352

Chapter 352

Cang Qiao looked at her, and suddenly reached out and lifted up for her: "You know, tonight's main shot, it is the Xiao family."

He uses a positive sentence.

If Ming Lan had a meal, he knew that he couldn't hide him after all. She nodded: "Well, you know too."

His identity was good, Bicudi had probably given him the bottom.

Cang Qiao Feng's eyes are gloomy: "No matter what you are, don't act lightly, the farther the everything from the Xiao family, the better."

If Ming Lan looked at him, she couldn't help but say -she was afraid she couldn't do it.

She is not only farther and farther away from the Xiao family, but she is also the only heir recognized by the Xiao family forces.

"Why, the Xiao family has been destroyed for nearly two decades, and what threats. If I can recover the relics of the grandfather, it is also a comfort to the mother of the mother in heaven." She finally asked calmly. ""

Cang Qiao's eyes flashed a trace of complex light, and said faintly: "The Xiao family was the inverse scale of His Majesty. His Majesty was ascended to the throne. Many people were dissatisfied. The main force of the Xiao family was all on the border at that time.

"Later, Marshal Xiao Yuan led several major generals to fight the territory. The Xiao family and children also had an accident on Fuling Road, but then there were still rebels who played the banner of the Xiao family and the sinensis.

Several princes also thought that the name of the first emperor's name and the Xiao family washed the grievances. "

"So even now, the Xiao family is still the most taboo existence in His Majesty."

If Ming Lan lowered his long eyelashes: "And I have a special identity, although it is a Ming family, but if I put on the Xiao family's things, then my Majesty will think I have two hearts."

In fact, she knew the taboo of Emperor Ming, but she did not expect that the Xiao family still had such a big appeal.

"Just know it, so wait for the auction, promise me, don't shoot it."

Cang Qiao looked at her deeply, her dark and deep eyes seemed to see through her heart.

If Ming Lan raised his head, he sighed: "Well, I know."

He was for her, how could she not understand.

Cang Qiao suddenly gave her a message coldly: "The real owner of the black market is his Majesty."

If the pupil of Ming Lan shrank slightly, he looked at him unbelievably: "What?!"

Cang Qiao lightly: "Otherwise, why do you think I am here, it is naturally responsible for monitoring the stability of the black market."

The black market was a deformed existence. In the year, Emperor Ming rely on the black market to raise rebellion funds. After winning the throne, he gave the black market to the prince.

The prince controlled the black market. In recent years, the Emperor Ming became more and more, but in general, the eyeliner of the Ming Emperor in the black market cannot be underestimated.

Ming Lanruo suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him and asked, "Do you know about the hunting field outside?"

Cang Qiao said lightly: "The clan and nobles who supported His Majesty needed entertainment. The prince and the Majesty needed money.

Ming Lan couldn't help but lowered: "Can't you stop, your ability can do it now, and the weak should not be trampled!"

She couldn't forget the fear and pain of survival in the eyes of those people in the hunting ground.

She has also used the ‘weak‘ being trampled and tortured, and naturally understands those inconsistent and unwillingness.

Cang Qiao looked at her for a while, and tried to evoke the scarlet lips: "Why should I stop, I am a minister, have you forgotten, the weak is not trampled, is the strong person trampled?"

If Ming Lan looked at him, he didn't speak complicatedly.

"Why do you think such a person like me is vicious, disgusting and mean?" He smiled gloomily, reached out and clasped her face, so that she could not turn her head.

He suddenly looked forward to seeing her fear and even hate, as often seen in the eyes of others.

They hated him, feared him, but had to bow their heads in front of him.

His little girl is not the same many years ago?

If Ming Lan didn't avoid his fingers this time, he just looked up and looked at him deeply, and suddenly said: "Do you miss me hate you?"

Otherwise, why do you say those words?

Cang Qiao was stunned, but she didn't expect her to kick the ball back to him.
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