Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Chapter 674

Su Qiqi was a little annoyed, and when he saw that was the case, he swayed: "I'm tired and need to rest."

Customer order.

"Yeah, you take a good rest. The king stays in the side hall. If there is anything, let the palace person to notify the king at any time."

Now that he has made up his mind, he is going all the way to the dark, not hitting the south wall and not turning back.

This made Su Qiqi grit his teeth, but couldn't do anything with Mengli, only nodded.

She felt that her situation was really bad, and she was led away everywhere.

He hated taking a few pictures of the case in front of him. Su Qiqi was a little sleepy and couldn't sleep at all.

Can only let the subordinates hit the water, the whole person is immersed in the water, so as to relax the mind.

Otherwise, she was afraid she would collapse.

As she looked out the window, the night was in full bloom, how she hoped Mo Wenchen would fall from the sky and take herself away.

Once this kind of thought breeds, it will be out of hand.

She was sitting in the tub, while stroking the raised abdomen, feeling the gentle power of the baby in the belly, while praying for Mo Wenchen's arrival.

She knew that the ability of Mo Mochen would not let her wait too long.

It's been more than half a month, and the time is really close.

"Baby, you said, when will your father and emperor come?" Su Qiqi asked the little baby in his belly a little helpless and even more helpless.

The direction of things has long exceeded her imagination.

She couldn't control the situation before her.

Mo Wenxuan has also been very busy these days and has no time to take care of Su Qiqi.

Otherwise, her life will be more difficult.

The women in this harem are settled down, but the appearance of Zi Wuya is to drop a large stone on the calm lake.

People's hearts can't calm down for a long time.

"Goddess girl." The outside maiden called out suddenly.

The cry was really sudden.

Su Qiqi was shocked. The whole person got up from the tub, quickly surrounded his body, and rubbed his wet hair as he tried, "What happened?"

"The king wants to see you." The maid's voice was unsurprising and plain.

Let Su Qiqi's emotions also stabilized a lot.

It was just that her heart suddenly broke, without any warning.

"I see." Su Qiqi changed his clothes and looked at the outside. The sky was white, and it was about to dawn.

I don't know what I'm thinking of this dream, but I want to see myself this time.

Dressed neatly, but the tip of his hair was dripping with water, and Su Qiqi couldn't care much, so he left the bathroom and walked towards the hall.

Mengli was a little restless, and when Su Qiqi came in, he greeted him: "Fangjiabao sent someone to deliver something and said it would be delivered to you."

"Leave it to me?" Su Qiqi was a little hesitant, wondering what the ghostly idea of ​​Zi Wuya was fighting.

A look of caution.

"The comer is just outside the hall, let him in?" Meng Li's face was even more ugly.

He certainly understood that this Zi Wuya didn't look at him at all.

Su Qiqi hesitated for a moment, still nodded, I don't know what the fox demon thought of again, but she could only face her head hard.

A disciple of Fangjiabao walked in slowly, with a little nervousness on his face.

He lowered his head slightly, dragged a plate in his hand, and the plate was covered with a black cloth.

Straight to the front of Su Qiqi: "Please, **** girl."

This goddess is the right word for Zi Wuya, a good reason for him to quickly regain his dream country.

Therefore, for the past two days, he also sent someone to publicize the existence of the goddess girl.

It also proclaimed the magic of the goddess.

Su Qiqi looked at the black cloth, his face was a little pale, but his heart suddenly became a little painful, and he stroked his heart with his hands to calm himself.

But the pain in my heart was a little real.

Getting her to stand there was a little trembling.

The man holding the plate didn't move, just frowned.

Mengli also looked at the plate, and frowned lightly.

He had just tried to lift the canvas, but his disciples in Fangjiapu refused.

He said that the owner had orders to only let the goddess girls open.

For a time, Mengli was angry and helpless, and thought of directly holding down the messenger, but hesitated and gave up.

It is not yet possible to openly face down with Fangjiabao, and he is not a rival of Zi Wuya.

He was holding off for a while, and it was not too late to wait until the news came from Mo Wenxuan.

Su Qiqi hesitated for a long while, still raised his eyes and looked at Mengli, seeing Mengli nodded gently.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened it again.

She knew that Zi Wuya would not send things for no reason.

This thing must have a great influence on oneself.

Raise your hand and quickly tear off the black cloth on the plate.

Su Qiqi stared at the above without blinking. For a moment, she felt only a bang in her brain, something exploded, and her consciousness was burned a little.

"How can this be ..." Su Qiqi looked at the plate, his face was abnormally pale, and he wanted to stand unsteadily.

Meng Li stepped forward and helped her.

Meng Li looked at the black, shiny black flute on the plate. "What's this?"

"Soul-hunting flute." Su Qiqi's voice was a little trembling, and he raised his hand and took it, "This is ... Mo Wenchen's objects around him."

"Dreaming the soul flute ..." Mengli repeated it gently, just listening to the name knew that the flute was not ordinary.

What's more, Su Qiqi's second half sentence surprised him, Mo Wenchen, the powerful and terrible man ...

Unexpectedly, he also came to the dream country.

It turned so fast.

It ’s just that, I still do n’t understand, but Mo Wenchen's belongings were brought to Su Qiqi by Zi Wuya ’s men?

What does this mean?

Immediately, Meng Li seemed to understand something, his face darkened: "Girl Seven or Seven, you ..."

I wanted to ask, how did you plan, but in the end did not ask.

Compared with Mo Wenchen, his identity does not seem to be comparable.

Not to mention the position in Su Qiqi's heart.

The child in Su Qiqi's belly was Mo Wenchen. In this way, he stood up and down.

"He actually fell into Zi Wuji's hands." Su Qiqi held the soul-trap, gently held it in his palm, and said it word by word.

His complexion was ugly.

My heart is more sorrowful.

She had just made a plan for Mengli to deal with Zi Wuya, and Zi Wuya took her own lifeline here.

It's all a coincidence? Or Zi Wuji's handwriting?

If it was the latter, it would be really terrible.

What means does this purple boundless world have to make Mo Wenchen fall into his hands?

Even Mengli felt that his brain was completely blank, and the whole person shivered and stood there forcibly, staring directly at Su Qiqi holding the soul-retracting flute, feeling that there was no hope.

Such a powerful person can also fall into the hands of Zi Wuya.

It can be seen that the power of Zi Wuya is unimaginable.

What Mo Wenxuan said is not enough.

His heart was also cold.

"What now?" Mengli still asked Su Qiqi subconsciously.

Looking at her deeply, his affection for Su Qiqi has always been true, and has never been false.

But he was too cautious.

"I want to see him in person." Su Qiqi clenched his hands and took a hard breath. "Look at what Zi Wuya wants to do."

"Did he come over?" Mengli looked at the messenger and asked Shen.

He is now desperate.

"No." The messenger shook his head.

"It seems that I alone went." Su Qiqi gritted his teeth. "Now, arrange a horse for me."

"Can you?" Mengli subconsciously glanced at Su Qiqi's abdomen.

Although he did not know Su Qiqi's pregnancy for several months, riding was very dangerous.

"Yes, I can't wait here." Su Qiqi was firm, his face full of persistence.

She couldn't ignore the safety of Mo Wenchen.

No matter how dangerous it is, she will take this trip.

"Let me go with you." Mengli saw this and said nothing.

"Chaozhong ..." Of course, Su Qiqi is willing to dream away with himself, after all, his dream-building skills are still quite skilled, not like himself.

"It's okay." Where does the dream leave so much to manage, the world can hardly be maintained, and it doesn't matter much if you don't go early in the day.

"Okay." Su Qiqi hesitated and nodded.

"Fangjiabao is some distance from here, and it takes a day and a night to even ride a horse." Mengli was still a little worried about Su Qiqi's body.

"There is no other way. Horse riding takes a day and a night, and the carriage is even slower." Su Qiqi shook his head: "I know that Zi Wuya, he may not be able to wait that long."

You know, there is Su Qiqi in Zi Wuya's heart, but because of Qi Qiqi, he made him dissatisfied with Mo Wenchen. If he took the opportunity to ask Mo Wenchen's life, he would be in trouble.

Su Qiqi dare not bet now.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Mengli nodded, and he couldn't think of a better way now.

And Zi Wuya sent this soul-stealing flute, apparently asking Su Qiqi to meet him.

I just don't know what he is all about.

Soon, the two horses were taken outside the temple.

The sky was already shining, and Su Qiqi didn't change his clothes and went straight out of the Temple of the Goddess.

Mengli arranged it and merged with Su Qiqi at the gate of the palace.

As far as the dream is so close to Su Qiqi in the past few days, the queen mother is a little dissatisfied. However, because of Fang Jiabao's case, she did not dare to put pressure on the dream, so she opened her eyes and closed her eyes.

Even knowing that Meng Li left the palace early in the morning, no one was sent to stop it.

She can't do much, and she can only add chaos.

This is also considered wise. The messenger stepped out of the city, followed by Su Qiqi and Meng Li