How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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The surge came, and Mingzhu bent down, her hands still trembling. She tried several times before finally holding her sword.
　　She can't die yet.
　　She thought that Chu Ling had never called her Mo Mingzhu. Yes, she is Liang Mingzhu, the daughter of Liang Qian.
　　Liang Mingzhu, please wake up. That man is not a relative, but an enemy.
　　She wants to avenge her father, expose this man's hypocritical face, and rescue her mother.
　　Such thoughts supported Mingzhu as she picked up the sword and stood up again with difficulty.
　　Chu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
　　He was halfway through when he suddenly realized something was wrong. Because the other party was coming fiercely, but it didn't seem to be coming towards you. Even the hidden weapon that sneaked up on you in the first place was calculated so that you could dodge it.
　　What about his real goal? Thinking of this, I hurriedly turned back on the first day of the new year. Fortunately, I caught up.
　　He didn't expect Mingzhu to be able to exert any strength after suffering such a serious injury, fearing that she would really lose her will to live.
　　Mo Yangzhou really had no intention of explaining. To him, it was just one more person who had to die.
　　It
　　started raining again in the middle of the night.
　　When Mo Yangzhou came back, it was already very late. Everything went smoothly tonight. Jiang Wu saw Chu Ling's pursuit. After taking her away, he only had to kill her again. Mingzhu, this account can be credited to Chu Ling smoothly.
　　And he only needs to comfort Jiang Wu when she is sad.
　　It's just that the first day of the new year has temporarily changed the plan.
　　Damn it!
　　"Pavilion Master." There was a person standing not far away. He was the person who pretended to be Master Mingzhu in front of Jiang Wu before, and he was also the only person who knew his true appearance.
　　Mo Yangzhou gathered his emotions and walked over.
　　"How is she?"
　　"I've given her a sleeping pill. According to the dosage, she should still be asleep now."
　　Mo Yangzhou nodded, but his brows did not relax.
　　Only when Mingzhu dies and Chu Ling dies can he truly possess Jiang Wu and bury these things completely. If he hadn't been worried that Jiang Wu would wake up and become suspicious, there would be no need for him to rush back in such a hurry, giving the two people a chance to escape.
　　Before the man entered the room, he paused for a moment: "We must find those two people and deal with them."
　　"Yes!"
　　Mo Yangzhou just entered. The person on the bed was sleeping. He looked at the figure from a distance. , my heart felt a lot more settled.
　　In the beginning... revenge on Chu Ling was his primary goal, but now, something is changing. Deep in his heart, a certain obsession is becoming more and more entangled.
　　For this reason, even if he is asked to put down his hatred and fly away now, it seems to be nothing.
　　Why must Mingzhu die?
　　A trace of anger flashed in the man's eyes. In addition to his previous thoughts, he knew that there were other reasons. That was Liang Qian's child, not his. He couldn't tolerate that this woman's thoughts were always on that stinky girl.
　　Mo Yangzhou took another step that way, when a bolt of lightning struck down, and the person on the bed moved suddenly, obviously frightened.
　　"Yang Zhou."
　　There was fear and dependence in the voice, and there was even a hint of crying. It was so soft and weak, as if it could only rely on itself.
　　Just thinking about it, Mo Yangzhou felt the blood in his body boiling.
　　What's more, she still called Yang Zhou, her own name.
　　Mo Yangzhou suppressed the corners of his mouth that were raised with joy, put on a worried look, and then walked over quickly: "A Wu."
　　Jiang Wu had just sat up when he heard the thunder. , when she saw Mo Yangzhou again, she grabbed his hand: "Yang Zhou, where is Mingzhu? Is Mingzhu back?"
　　Her hand was so soft, but she pressed so hard. Catch yourself as if you are her only lifeline. Mo Yangzhou saw the moisture in the corners of her eyes.
　　How pitiful, he thought in his heart, but his face still looked hurt.
　　"Awu... Although the master of the pavilion arrived in time, there are many experts in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Wuying Pavilion also suffered heavy losses. Now Mingzhu... is still uncertain about his life or death."
　　After he finished speaking, the woman's tears fell. Started to fall.
　　"I'm going to find her, it's impossible! Nothing can happen to Mingzhu."
　　She said as she wanted to get out of bed, Mo Yangzhou quickly pulled her tightly: "Awu, calm down.
　　"How can I calm down?" Jiang Wu suddenly pushed him away uncontrollably, "Why? Why leave Mingzhu alone? How can we, as parents, leave our children alone? " Left alone? Are you still her father?"