Chapter 56 My name is Aura

Chapter 56 My name is Amare

He Liancheng was very satisfied with the fall of Mu Mu of Mo Qingcheng. He raised his thin lips slightly, with a gentle smile, and stretched out his arm around Mo Qingcheng's waist. "Thank you, Cheng Wang Ji!"

Shen Muchen was lost, and his eyes seemed to be a fleeting meteor in the dark night. As she did five years ago, she still turned a blind eye to him. The man she smiled at could not be herself.

Five years ago, she obviously met her, but she fell in love with her third brother. He couldn't bear to give up his love and begged his father to marry them. Although he knew that Qin Han was the only one in his heart, he thought that one day the third brother would fall in love with Qingcheng and be good to her for the rest of his life. He didn't expect that the third brother would eventually defeat her.

Now that he comes back, he will not let the tragedy happen again. He will definitely protect the city, the woman he has loved for five years!

"Second brother!" Shen Mushu's voice was a little sharp. When he saw him staring at Qingcheng, "Father will come to you to discuss things!"

Shen Muchen frowned slightly, and there was a faint loneliness between his eyebrows. He turned around and left.

Shen Mushu nodded slightly to the two, and a trace of sadness flashed through his deep eyes, and then he also followed Shen Muchen away.

"Qingcheng, why do so many men think about you!" He Liancheng's long drooping eyelashes and deep eyes shining like black crystal stared at Mo Qingcheng, "Don't they know you are my woman!"

Mo Qingcheng raised his enchanting lips and showed a beautiful smile, "So you should cherish it. Don't think that you are the only good man in the world!"

"I'm really a good man!" He Liancheng raised his eyebrows and smiled jokingly, which made people fall into his secluded pool if they were not careful.

"Prince, general, the emperor, please go to the imperial study!" An elderly eunuch hurried over with a panicked look.

The prince calmly drank a glass of wine and then slowly got up, as if everything was expected.

He Liancheng frowned. There seemed to be a terrible horseshoe mark in his heart. Euke Li came to send a message in person. Did something bad happen?

"I'll be back as soon as I go!" He Liancheng kissed Mo Qingcheng's forehead and gave her a reassuring smile. Fang and the prince went out.

Mo Qingcheng just drank a few glasses of wine on an empty stomach and felt that his stomach was burning. He said goodbye to An Xian and walked to the imperial garden alone. In December, the cold dew was heavy. He just came out too quickly and forgot to criticize the cloak. Mo Qingcheng trembled and hugged his arm tightly.

Now the flowers have withered, leaving only the plum blossoms in full bloom. Mo Qingcheng's side eyes, the goose-yellow plum is more romantic than the delicate and dazzling Poinsettia.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed in the dark. Mo Qingcheng narrowed his eyes warily and sent out a dangerous signal, "Who!"

I only felt a cold current passing by. Mo Qingcheng turned around and had been sealed by someone. A man in blue with a mask suddenly appeared in sight. The cyan robe was spotless, as if he didn't come, but fell from the sky.

"It's you again!" Mo Qingcheng stared at him with angrily, but he was a little afraid that he could avoid the heavy guards and come to the palace, which showed the man's ability.

"Do you remember me?" The man approached Mo Qingcheng, gently lifted her long hair, lowered his head and sniffed, and closed his eyes with pleasure.

How could she not remember him? He assassinated He Liancheng twice and set fire to the painstakingly run shop. He hasn't figured out these accounts yet!

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes were full of cold deep blue eyes with a strong murderous intention, and his tone was cold, as if he wanted to execute the person in front of him.

"Eighty!" The man circled behind Mo Qingcheng, grabbed her thin waist, and grabbed her earlobe. "You can call me Qingqing!" The hot breath sprinkled on her ears and neck.

Mo Qingcheng was ashamed and angry. Last time he drugged himself, he also humiliated himself in this way. She really wanted to cut his neck with one hand and spit a few mouths on his face.

"Shameless!" Mo Qingcheng gritted his teeth angrily, his face was tight, and his eyes were like dark clouds with lightning. "The sneak attack is not done by a gentleman!"

"I'm not a gentleman!" The dark was not affected by Mo Qingcheng's words. One hand kept touching her back and forth. Mo Qingcheng closed his eyes with some fear and kept trembling all over.

There was a small sound of footsteps in the dark night. Mo Qingcheng was about to shout. The nightmare quickly clicked her dumb hole, then lifted his breath, hugged her and flew into the air. With the faint moonlight, he jumped into the flowers by the wall.

When the footsteps disappeared, the green evil spirits gently put Mo Qingcheng on the ground, and the lips under the mask slipped through a trace of evil smile, which was strange and enchanting. He brushed the front of Mo Qingcheng with his big hand, and her perfect figure loomed in the dark moonlight, which made him amazed.

Mo Qingcheng wanted to avoid, but his body was stiff and could not move at all. Feeling his hands swam and touching his body, Mo Qingcheng was even more flustered, and a fine sweat oozed from his forehead in an instant. At this moment, she has a feeling that she is very passive and powerless.

Qingyan suddenly pressed on her petite body and looked at each other. Mo Qingcheng's eyes were both familiar and strange. She wanted to tear off his mask fiercely and see it clearly. However, she was helpless. She was told that she could resist even if she wanted to move.

A burst of hot pain came from my back. The bushes here are deep, and it is inevitable that there are some rubble. This green nightmare is really damned.

The humiliation is getting deeper and deeper. Maybe he is destined to be destroyed in his hands today. As for this, Mo Qingcheng's tears are like a rain curtain, flowing out indulgently.

When he was in despair, his body was light, and the green manor stood up straight, with a bright dagger around his neck.