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Chapter 290 A Bunch of Waste(1/2)

Today's incident was obviously planned in advance.

Just don’t know who the other party is?

But Mu Yiyi knew that if that person knew that she was fine, there would definitely be another assassination attempt.

Her current body is too heavy and she simply cannot bear it.

No, she had to find a way.

Looking at the sparkling jewelry around her, Mu Yiyi felt for the first time that she was now a little rich woman.

No, it should be a rich woman.

Faced with so many jewelry, she didn't have the time to count them now.

What she has to consider is the person who secretly wants her life.

"Yiyi."

Hearing King Ming's voice, Mu Yiyi left the space again.

"no!"

Her mind moved and she entered.

"Husband, are their targets our children?"

"Master, my sister will not die so easily."

"Girls can fall behind, it's very simple."

Seeing Mu Ranran hesitate, the woman sighed regretfully:

"You said I like your face so much, why don't you let me sleep with you?"

"You didn't go over to confirm?"

Her voice still echoed in Mu Ranran's ears.

"A bunch of trash!"

"It's great that you're okay!"

King Ming refused without thinking.

She didn't know how to get back to her room.

"I'm fine, husband. I didn't know what happened just now. In a hurry, I was suddenly able to go in. Do you think we can go in together?"

"More than thirty people died?"

"That's it. Since the other party's target is me, why don't we use it to our advantage?"

If Mu Yiyi was hiding somewhere else and was discovered, what would be the consequences?

"But if not, he will keep taking action."

Mu Yiyi turned her eyes and already had an idea in her mind:

This is a standard dead soldier, and most people really can't afford it.

It's not necessarily a sudden surgery, right?

"Let's go into the palace and take a look first."

When the dead man went down, a woman walked in.

It is extremely difficult to cultivate a dead soldier. How can he not feel distressed if one-third of his body is lost in one fell swoop?

"Where is Princess Ming? Is she dead?"

King Ming carefully avoided her belly and hugged her.

"Is she really that powerful?"

"What, you can't bear to part with it again?"

King Ming's eyes were dark, and those who were injured and unable to walk all committed suicide by taking poison.

After all, in the situation just now, if he was not careful, he would not dare to bear the consequences.

Since the other party can calculate so accurately, I think that if he comes to his house, he has the other party's spy.

Prince Zhuang was unhappy. What he wanted to know was the death of Mu Yiyi's child.

When did she and Prince Zhuang have a relationship?

"It seems I can't bring anyone with me."

This is not her face.

"I"

She also didn't expect that one moment she was waiting for death, but the next moment she suddenly changed into a different person.

Hearing the casualties, even the prince felt heartbroken.

"I can hide in space, or you can find another place to hide me, and you can focus on finding the black hand."

"Master"

And the King Zhuang in front of him is no longer the uncontested King Zhuang he used to be.

The queen's condition was not good, so he should go and have a look.

"Don't worry, maybe it will be okay later."

He didn't want his child to be born.

Mu Yiyi tried to go in by herself, but found that she couldn't do it either.

"Hurry up, if your face is ruined, I can become the person next to the prince."

The man's cold voice made Mu Ranran's heart feel even colder.

King Zhuang angrily slapped him, but thinking about the situation, the person would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and the child would definitely not be saved.

Sitting in front of the dressing mirror, looking at the face in the mirror that she had always hated, she picked up the scissors.

"If you can't be like her, just die!"

"Master"

King Zhuang's eyes suddenly warmed up:

"Yiyi, I swear, I will never let you down in this life!"

What did he mean?

When Mu Ranran heard what Prince Zhuang said, her eyes darkened. She was extremely angry, but she didn't dare to show it at all.

She doesn't want to become that person!

Mu Ranran was screaming crazily in her heart, but her hand could not fall down.

If Mu Yiyi and the others were here, they would be surprised to recognize this person.

The woman smiled coquettishly and giggled, which made Mu Ranran feel irritable.

That Xiao Quanzi is disguised, but he should be next to the real Xiao Quanzi at ordinary times, otherwise it would be impossible to fool his secret guards.

"After the child is born, the emperor will establish a heir."

She walked to King Zhuang softly and affectionately.

The sharp scissors pressed against that beautiful face.

The woman responded in a low voice, but Prince Zhuang's expression changed:

"Aren't you her sister? You should know her best, but why is it different even though you have the same face as hers?"

By the way, take a look at King Ming. All three children are gone. His expression should be very exciting.

It's just a pity that after moving several times, people are still outside, not only her, but also King Ming.

She wished she could ruin this face now.

Prince Zhuang lifted the woman's chin, looked at her stunning beauty, and sneered:

"Get out of here."

"slowly."

He is not afraid of assassination, he is afraid that something will happen to Mu Yiyi.

King Ming naturally knew what Mu Yiyi was thinking.

He also used the Queen Empress.

"The Emperor has any new moves?"

After saying that, without waiting for Mu Ranran's reply, she twisted her waist and swayed out.

Through the makeup mirror, Mu Ranran saw a woman who looked 70-80% similar to her.
To be continued...
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