Appreciation of excerpts from the Tribulation in the Lower World of Antarctica (excerpted from the original article "The Tyrant's Wife Controls: The Useless Crazy Queen")
Looking at the girl leaning on his chest, Ouyang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and a smile appeared on his lips. But the next moment, his face turned pale.
"Yun'er, how did you get here? This is the den of a mafia leader. How did you get here? Have they discovered you? Are you in danger?"
Listening to Ouyang Zheng's rapid-fire questions, Mo Zihan raised his head, smiled sweetly at Ouyang Zheng, and his eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons.
"No, Grace has gone to hell."
After saying that, he took out his pistol and fired with great accuracy at the four chains that tied Ouyang Zheng.
The four iron chains broke in response, and Ouyang Zheng's body fell forward uncontrollably, but the moment he fell, he was caught firmly by Mo Zihan.
Carrying Ouyang Zheng, she walked out of the basement and walked slowly to Grace's manor.
Looking at the devastation and corpses on the ground, and thinking about the four precise gunshots just now, Ouyang Zheng's heart slowly sank. He asked softly: "You killed these people, right? Who are you?
people?"
Mo Zihan's feet suddenly stopped in place, and then continued to move forward.
"You were seriously injured. I'll take you to the hospital first. When you feel better, we can talk about this again, okay?"
When she said this, she had no confidence at all. She had never regretted her career, but she felt embarrassed because of Ouyang Zheng's problem.
Among them, one is a cat, one is a mouse, one is a policeman, and the other is a gangster.
Their feelings are like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror.
After all, she and him are not the same person.
Maybe there is love between them, but they are destined to never be together.
He raised the corners of his lips helplessly, thinking of his parents again.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce her. Her mother’s name is Xu Huanji. She was once a young and promising Interpol police officer, but because her father was a killer, she gave up her career and has been living as a married couple with her father ever since.
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Suddenly, something stepped on her feet, which made Mo Zihan wake up from her chaotic thoughts, but at that moment, a strong air current threw her far away.
She raised the last smile in her life, but this smile turned out to be bitter. She never thought that she would be blown away by the thunder that was still on the ground by Grace's men.
In fact, death is not that terrible.
It's just that until the end, she still couldn't meet that love that lasted for ten thousand years... the cold and bright moon, bright and clear.
Chaoyang Dynasty finally ushered in the first snow of this winter.
The next day, the sky was covered with gray clouds and the mountains and rivers were shining with gold.
The palace was covered in silver.
Outside the cold palace, a palace maid was cleaning the snow on the road. Although the weather was cold, the palace maid's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
She had already cleared the snow in the yard, and a set of valuable silk lining was drying on the long clothes pole.
In a small room next to the bedroom, white smoke rose slightly and it was silent.
After the little palace maid cleared a walkable path outside the cold palace, she hurriedly returned to the courtyard, put down the broom, fetched some water from the well, washed her hands, and entered the room where white smoke was rising.
Soon after, the white smoke coming out of the chimney gradually weakened. The little maid took out a bowl of dark medicine from the house and entered the bedroom.
There was a stunningly beautiful woman lying in the bedroom, her eyes closed, and except for her chest rising and falling due to breathing, there was no trace of life at all.
"Miss, it's time to take medicine."
Although she knew that the woman lying on the bed could not hear her voice, the little palace maid still talked to herself.
"You have been in a coma for 90 days. The master is leaving today. My wife will go with the master. Goodbye, but I don't know how long it will be. Miss, you must wake up quickly..."
As she said this, a teardrop fell from the corner of the little palace maid's eye.