The villain of Kuaishou

Chapter 837 Sneaking in: Don't stop the overlord medicine in the last days (End)

I saw a sarcastic smile on the pretty face of 'Yin Ruo'an' in red.

But Yin Ruo'an heard her heart at this moment: It's a play of 'the master doesn't know who is coming, and the servant doesn't know who is coming'. In this way, the old emperor can also excuse that he is reviewing the memorial and doesn't know what's going on outside. Things that happened.

And the male waiter only thought she was a woman pretending to be the regent and drove her away, and then he could humiliate her with the fact that the prince married another wife.

"Let her in."

This time, the red-clothed 'Yin Ruo'an' didn't give the waiter a chance to speak, he just pushed the door open and walked in.

Before entering, he gave the male waiter a meaningful look, which sent a chill down the male waiter's spine.

"Hey, what are you staring at..."

The male waiter wanted to say something, but he was frightened by Mu Lian's cold eyes, and he lowered his head and hid aside.

Yin Ruo'an saw the red-clothed 'Yin Ruo'an' go in, so she also followed.

What catches the eye is the emperor sitting in the first place, wearing a golden dragon robe with nine-clawed golden dragons embroidered on it, wearing a golden wall crown, and seriously reviewing the memorial with his head down.

At this moment, Yin Ruoan's eyes fell on the person in the wheelchair beside him.

He was dressed in white, his handsome face was full of sickly paleness, and her frail body made her feel pained.

This man's face was familiar to her.

"Mo Qiuyi—"

With a low murmur, tears rolled down her cheeks.

Just when she was cloned, the emperor and the red-clothed 'Yin Ruo'an' had already talked about giving marriage.

"Come here, pass on my will. The sixth prince, Mo Qiuyi, and Yin Ruoan are a match made in heaven. I hereby bestow this marriage. After marriage, Yin Ruoan will enjoy the same privileges in Fengxian Kingdom as in Huanglin Kingdom. A mansion."

Before the emperor finished speaking, Yin Ruo'an only heard about the sixth prince, Mo Qiuyi, and felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, what caught his eyes was white.

She frowned, she got up slowly, and wanted to go down to the ground, but alarmed the people around her.

"Young lady, are you awake?"

The sound of surprise made her move, and she looked intently, and saw a familiar face.

The End Times—Isn’t It Over?

She thought she would be obliterated, after all, when Mo Qiuyi died, he only had 65 favorability points.

But this time when she was full of doubts, the system did not appear.

She wanted to ask, who were Yin Ruo'an and Mo Qiuyi in the dream?
Why did she connect with that Yin Ruoan, and why did the sixth prince look the same as Mo Qiuyi?
She was full of doubts and couldn't get an answer, which gave her a headache.

"Young Madam, are you hungry? You can't be hungry, after all, you are not alone now."

Following the murmurs of the people beside her, she knew that she was pregnant.

Just one time, won the lottery?
She lowered her eyes, a contented smile swayed on the corner of her lips, it was fine, she raised him up.

One year after Mo Qiuyi's death, Yin Ruo'an merged Base C into Base A while she was pregnant with Liujia, and after eradicating hidden disturbers with iron and blood, she gave birth to a child named Mo Yi.

In the second year after Mo Qiuyi's death, Yin Ruo'an entrusted the child to Uncle Lin, and fought around, unified all four bases, and established the Mo's base.

In Yin Ruoan's many years of battle, none of the zombies survived.

Although the virus was still going on, Yin Ruo'an developed an antidote five years after Mo Qiuyi's death. Since then, the world has returned to its original appearance.

There are no more supernatural beings in the world.

Many years later, an old man was lying on the hospital bed. Although the years had ruthlessly carved no traces on her face, it was still possible to see that she was a beautiful woman when she was young.

In front of the old man's hospital bed stood a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and black suit pants. The man nervously grabbed the old man's hand: "Mother..."

"Don't cry, I... just went to see your father."

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(End of this chapter)