As soon as the maid turned around, her anger pointed to Mu Yan, "That's her, she actually intended to steal the flowers, and she allowed her pet to trample the flowers. ”

“The slave hastily stopped, but it was too late, and one of the precious flowers of the spirit had been killed by her. ”

The maid pointed to the withered flower, and the tears became more ferocious.

A pair has really suffered from the appearance of total grievance.

Yingmei listened to her upside down black and white, and her angry face was a little pale.

But she never spoke well, and the black guards in the yard were silent oligarchs.

“Your Majesty, it's not what she said. Miss Jun didn't...”

“It's not that. What is it?” The maid screamed, “You dare say she didn't just try to steal the flowers? ”

“You dare say you weren't threatening me, trying to kill me? ”

Yingmei blushed, her hands dead into fists, but she couldn't say a word.

She has always been good at talking only with swords and fists.

But this time it was Miss Jun who was wronged, she will not allow it!

Yingmei stepped forward and was about to speak, but she was pressed against her shoulder by one hand.

Moe slowly walked forward and patted her on the shoulder, revealing a light smile to her.

"I ruined the flowers, so what? ”

Muay's voice, it's so cold.

Even the glittering peach blossom eyes in those two weekdays were frozen.

The Emperor intuitively disliked seeing her like this, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

When the maid heard her, she immediately shouted, "Son, listen, she admitted it. You did it on purpose, didn't you? Deliberately destroyed my lady's spirit flower! ”

Moe looked at her, her eyes pale, and she couldn't say anything carelessly, “Yeah, I did it on purpose. Can you stand me? ”

“I planted these flowers. I don't want to give them to your mistress. What can you do for me? ”

As soon as she lifted her hand, she was going to take away all three of the remaining flowers.

She no longer wants to go through the scene of watching herself grow flowers, wither away and die.

However, Xuan Qi has not yet touched the Spiritual Flower.

Her wrist was grabbed by the emperor.

Xuan Qi is controlled, and spiritual flowers naturally cannot be put away.

Mu Yan suddenly looked up at the emperor and finally added a little irritation to his eyes, "Let go! ”

Instead of letting go, the emperor gently rubbed her wrist at her fingertips, as if flirting.

“Good boy, these spiritual flowers, they still work for me. ”

Good girl!!

Trying to please your lover with the spiritual flowers that this girl planted so hard!

You want to die or you want to die?

The maid saw the scene in disgust.

Is the attitude of the florist too intimate?

Was he really seduced by this foxy florist?

“Son, this man deliberately killed the Spirit Flower, you must not spare her! ”

The emperor glanced cold at the waitress and did not speak.

Stepping forward on a cold night beside him, he grinned: "Oh, what do you say we do? ”

The maid immediately said: "The spiritual flower is a gift from the son to my lady. Which one is not of great value, the world is difficult to find, and more importantly, the son's feelings for my lady. ”

“This man is so abominable, I can't believe he sent Miss Ka's spirit flower to die. If he doesn't punish me severely, he insults his feelings? ”