The terrifying aura shocked the entire audience, making the whole world pale in color, leaving people unable to say a word.
There is a huge question in everyone's mind.
Could it be that...that witch Zhao Moqing who causes trouble everywhere is really Fang Hao's woman...
Oh my god...if Zhao Moqing takes the title of a noble concubine and causes trouble everywhere in the future, then...it will be a disaster.
Some people even thought of the horrific scene and trembled all over, but they did not dare to utter a single word.
At this time, Fang Hao looked at Li Yao in the sky: "Li Tianwang, you should register them. If Zhao Moqing and Sima Ling'er took anything, I, Fang Hao, will pay for it!"
In the distance, from a high building in the palace, you can see the scene in the martial arts arena in the distance.
A woman dressed simply, yet dignified and elegant, is the mistress of Da Qin, Yun Feifei.
At this moment, Yun Feifei looks more like a fairy than before, but at the same time she has a great spirit.
Fengyan glanced over there and sighed: "It seems that we have another sister. This palace is too big, so it should be more lively."
After saying that, the woman turned her head and looked at the palace maid next to her: "Pass my message and let Fu Fu go to the Beast Control Gate to propose marriage in person!"
When Myolie heard this, she immediately said dissatisfied: "Miss, why are you still helping my uncle propose marriage?"
"Do you think that brat will change his mind if I don't agree? No matter what step he takes, he can't take it back!"
Having said this, Yun Feifei was not depressed at all, but just a little bit disappointed. No woman wants her man to have three wives and four concubines, especially a woman like her.
But she knew that the man who stood tall in his heart and would risk his life for her had a huge weakness after all.
Too soft-hearted!
Not ruthless!
Emphasis on friendship!
Just like this, as the person he could trust with everything, why should she make things difficult for him.
Myolie reluctantly left to deliver the message.
Yun Feifei, who was standing alone on the attic, suddenly sighed: "No one knows how long I can stay with you. If they can make you care more, I... will be relieved!"
In Tianji Pavilion, from a window, a set of eyes looked at the man standing in the square, standing up for a woman's tears or grievances.
This person was none other than Mr. Tianji Hongji. He shook his head calmly: "What kind of person are you? A hero? Are you not ruthless enough? A hero? You don't have so many rules!"
Having said this, Hongjie smiled sarcastically: "You are a contradictory person who is hard to see through!"
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Amid the weird glares from everyone, Fang Hao stood up. As an emperor now, Fang Hao still cherished his reputation, and suddenly felt a little fever on his face.
Although those guys didn't dare to say it with their mouths, they were probably complaining in their hearts.
Fang Hao felt depressed. He glanced at Zhao Moqing, who was still crying, and immediately the depression disappeared. In his eyes, he saw a little woman who needed protection.
Fang Hao stretched out his hand: "Let's go."
"Oh!" Zhao Moqing's voice was rare and soft, and he stretched out his little hand and placed it in Fang Hao's hand.
Tears were still flowing, because what she just vented was not the grievance of being pointed and scolded, but the grievances of decades.
The throbbing joy when they reunited, and then the disappointments and shameless times, and the result was unspeakable depression again and again.
After all, the accumulated grievances had been suppressed in her heart for too long.
She used laughter, anger, and madness to hide her grievances, disappointments, pains, and depressions, but finally broke out at this moment.
After the explosion, it seemed that only those tears could reveal her inner strength, which was not actually strong.
When Sima Ling'er saw this scene, she felt happy, but also melancholy.
She wanted to say loudly, Brother Fang, please hold my hand too.
Just like when she mustered up the courage to say to Fang Hao, I will be sixteen next year and can get married!
But she didn't, because this moment belonged to Zhao Moqing and Fang Hao, and she was just a foil.
But it’s also a happy foil.
Fang Hao returned to the palace, but strangely, no one came to greet him, which made Fang Hao feel strange.
In a palace, Sima Ling'er obediently did not go in, but the maids came out on their own initiative.
Fang Hao and Zhao Moqing were the only ones left in the room.
When a man and a woman live together in the same room, the atmosphere will always feel strange.
But at this moment, after Fang Hao walked out, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
He actually walked out, just to show the world that he and this little girl Zhao Moqing really have a great relationship.
It can't be explained at all, and it seems that he can't explain it.
As a result, there was only the sound of slight sobbing and the dripping of tears in the room.
Finally, Fang Hao couldn't help but speak, wanting to break this embarrassment.
"Well, Mo Qing, why are you going to get those guys' things?"
Zhao Moqing did not answer and continued to cry.
"Well, forget it if you don't say anything, what about that, we..."
Fang Hao was about to say something that he didn't even know how to say, but at this moment!
Zhao Moqing raised his head. Time has not taken away Zhao Moqing's appearance. It seems that Zhao Moqing still looks like the childlike girl he met in Zhonghai City.
However, at this moment, he is no longer as lively as before, and his eyes are no longer as quirky as they used to be.
Zhao Moqing opened the treasure bag and poured out items one by one.
Zhao Moqing said: "This is from Tianmiao, this is from Xuanming Sect..."
Treasures were poured out one by one, there were many, and Zhao Moqing clearly remembered which sect they belonged to.
After pouring it out, Zhao Moqing said, "Give it back to them."
"Well, if you like it, just keep it. If you've already taken it, there's no reason to give it back." Fang Hao laughed dryly.
"You said you would compensate them." Zhao Moqing's tone was surprisingly calm.
"Brother, I told them to listen. The worst I can do is to use gold and purple gold to discount the price. Anyway, I am the emperor and I have plenty of money!" Fang Hao said with a smile.
"No, give it back to them!"
"Um, then why did you bother to get it?" Fang Hao didn't understand.
"I just want to have fun." After Zhao Moqing finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.
While walking, Zhao Moqing said: "I will never make things difficult for you again, Fang Hao, I..."
The next words were not spoken, but Zhao Moqing had already walked out of the hall.
Fang Hao seemed a little at a loss for Zhao Moqing's sudden change. No matter what happened in the past, Zhao Moqing was so heartless. Today, it's different!
Fang Hao loaded up all those things with a wave of his hand, and then walked out quickly.
Immediately afterwards, the roar of a dragon and a tiger rose into the sky.
Fang Hao looked at the retreating figure and suddenly murmured to himself: "I haven't finished speaking yet. I really feel that I was wrong!" (To be continued)