The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

It was the first time that Da Jiao became serious, and no longer regarded this reincarnation as a mission. He felt that since he was summoned, and since he wanted to accompany her through this long life, he should devote himself to it.

Otherwise, wouldn't the good times be wasted?

He squatted down and chanted a mantra lightly. After a flash of light and shadow, there was a fluffy black rabbit with long ears on the ground.

The black ones are shiny, and the small ones are pitiful.

The distinct short hairs are fluffy in the shape of a dandelion on the body, and the short tail that is almost hidden in the fur can be seen as a ball under the trance of the torch.

"Hey, you."

Hua Jing stretched out her fingers, and pinched the long ears that swayed back and forth. She could feel the thinness of the fragile ear bones, which made her reluctant to touch them, for fear of causing a tragedy if she was not careful.

"In this way, I can always be by your side, and you will not face this strange world alone."

Da Luo Zhao's lazy voice spit out from the small mouth of the short-haired long-eared rabbit, which is quite out of place.

"Thank you."

Huajing said in a low voice, although there was no smile on her face, there was a faint light in her dusty eyes.

She stroked the rabbit on the ground. Although it was a small ball, it looked like a small coal ball. It was still ignited, and it was even a little hot to touch for a while.

"Why don't you call me Little Coal Ball?"

Who turned him into a black ball.

Dazhao was very reluctant in his heart, but he still bent his ears aggrieved, who told him that his task was to serve her.

I almost called my kiss.

Just don't give him a bad review, or you will lose your energy.

At this time, in Shanggan Kingdom, the Prince's Mansion was not so peaceful.

"What? The emperor actually molested women in the street?"

In the magnificent and calmly decorated main hall, Beiming Xinxuan looked at the emperor wearing a dragon robe on the high seat, Beimingcheng, with flustered eyes.

Three hours ago, just after Bei Mingxinxuan returned to the mansion, she received an imperial edict from the palace, saying that the emperor wanted to move here.

Beiming Xinxuan arranged the palace with great difficulty, and before he had time to rest, the holy frame arrived.

It stands to reason that Beiming Xinxuan is Beimingcheng's favorite only daughter, and she is usually extremely presumptuous in front of Beimingcheng, playing at will.

But when Beiming Xinxuan rushed forward to greet him with great interest, he saw Beimingcheng's face was solemn, and the dragon's power was oppressing everyone, including Beiming Xinxuan.

At that moment, Beiming Xinxuan suddenly understood that no matter how much her father dotes on her, he is still an emperor after all. They are not only father and daughter, but also monarchs and ministers.

Beimingcheng's people happened to meet Mo Fusang molesting a woman on the street, so they immediately reported it, no, Beimingcheng couldn't wait to tell Beiming Xinxuan.

He never wanted Bei Mingxinxuan to fall in love with Mo Fusang, he was a dangerous man, she couldn't control him at all.

"Father, it's impossible. The Emperor's Master has always been steady and doesn't like women. How could he molested others in the street? Besides, the Emperor's Master is handsome and has an excellent temperament. That woman must be rushing to seduce her." .”

Beiming Xinxuan defended Mo Fusang obsessively. She didn't believe that Mo Fusang's indifferent temperament could take the initiative to moles a woman?
If he is really such a rascal, then she will write the four characters Beiming Xinxuan upside down!

"Xuan'er, why are you still speaking for him!"

Beiming Chengqi's chest was full of breath, his face was blushing and his neck was thick. He pointed at the disappointing Beiming Xinxuan tremblingly, as if he was about to faint in the next moment.

Bei Mingxinxuan was in a hurry, and hurried over to help Bei Mingcheng straighten his back. Seeing that Bei Mingcheng's Qi was smoother, he said again: "Father, I know that you are good to my son, but the emperor is so good. I am afraid that there is no other man in the whole world, you are the one who loves my son the most, so is it possible that you want my son to marry someone with poor qualifications and an ugly appearance?"

As Bei Mingxinxuan said, she habitually leaned on Bei Mingcheng's body and acted like a baby.

She looks pitiful, like her deceased mother, who is also Bei Mingcheng's favorite first wife, so he has been doting on Beiming Xinxuan for ten years.

Every time Bei Mingcheng saw Bei Mingxin smiling, it was as if he saw the late queen, and that would always be a pain in his heart that could not be buried.

It's not that Bei Mingcheng disagrees with Beiming Xinxuan's statement. He cannot deny that Mo Fusang is an important person in Shangqian country and even other countries, who affects the overall situation. If Mo Fusang likes Beiming Xinxuan, he has both hands and feet. support.

But he had already seen that Mo Fusang was not a flirtatious person, the only thing he cared about was the money in his hand.

It is said that a man who is as rich as a country does not care about money, but that is because he has enough capital. Once he loses everything he owns, the gap is not acceptable to ordinary people.

"Hey, Xuan'er, don't blame my father, my father is doing it for your own good, that's all, I won't get involved in the affairs of your juniors."

Bei Mingcheng bowed his hand with a tired face, gently pushed Bei Mingxinxuan's body away, shook his sleeves and left here.

After Beimingcheng left, Beiming Xinxuan immediately had someone call Beiming Yiyin who was about to rest.

As soon as Beiming Yiyin heard that his sister was looking for him, he hurriedly put on his robe and came from the side hall to the main hall.

Since Bei Mingxinxuan was conferred the title of Princess Ping An, she can no longer live in the palace, and Bei Mingcheng has no extra money to build a princess mansion for her, so she has to live in the Prince's Mansion, with Prince Beiming Yiyin There is a care.

"What's the matter, Xuan'er." Beiming Yiyin hurried over, but saw Beiming Xinxuan's beautiful eyes were full of tears, as if something serious had happened.

"Brother Huang, Emperor Father said, he said that Mo Fusang flirted with women in the street, do you think it's true? Is he really that kind of person?"

Bei Mingxinxuan was so anxious that she couldn't speak well, tears fell while crying, falling on her fair and red face, it was really like a pear blossom with rain.

Beiming Yiyin stretched out his sleeves reluctantly, watching Beimingxinxuan snot and tears, wiped the prince's suit he just made into a rag, and almost breathed a sigh of relief Did not slow down.

Hey, sister or something, I hate it the most.

I don't know what Mu Lingshang has become, and whether he can find and recognize himself.

It was also the first time that Nan Zhao, who was dragged into samsara, had overcome the addiction of being a prince.

But officials have a lot of things to do, and when they go out to buy a steamed stuffed bun, they can't wait to be surrounded by a crowd of people and be saluted every now and then. He feels pain when he sees the knees knocked on the ground.

But one thing that satisfied him was that his appearance was more handsome than before, but his eyes seemed to have something wrong with them, they were dark purple like wearing colored contact lenses, like a devil.

When I came here for the first time, I didn’t know much about it. I wish I could tear down all the floor tiles in the Prince’s Mansion. If I take it away, it’s considered a cultural relic, isn’t it?
Later, he followed the ruthless instructions in his mind to do the mission, and this is not the first small mission completed, to go to the wilderness to patrol.

He just couldn't figure it out, isn't it a waste of time and energy where the birds don't shit?
However, the woman he met made his heart beat wildly, but she was very afraid of his appearance, could it be this peach blossom that the original body had been frivolous before?
For Beiming Xinxuan, a small master, he was also speechless. In the few days since he came, he had seen her romping in the palace, and he was able to go to the emperor's residence and Dongyin palace seven or eight times a day.

But I couldn't even get through the door.

He still wants to find a wife, so he doesn't want to mess around with her.

"Xuan'er, the emperor thinks that the emperor's teacher is not like that kind of person. It's too late today, he must have rested, why don't you go to the East Yin Palace to guard tomorrow morning, the emperor believes that he will give you an explanation .”

In order for him to have a good rest, Beiming Yiyin could only stay awake and learn to coax others, otherwise, if this crazy woman dragged him to climb over the wall in the middle of the night, it would be really unlucky to open the door for the unlucky one who got zero in the exam, and beat him up .

The people in the Imperial Master's Mansion don't care if you are the prince or the heavenly king, trespassing is just a sap, throw it out.

"Okay, Xuan'er got it, thank you, Brother Huang."

Bei Mingxinxuan seemed to be tired from crying too, she rubbed her eyes, her voice became weak and unbearably weak.

"Okay, go and rest."

After sending away the God of Plague, Beiming Yiyin had a good night's sleep.

Before the birds got up, and before the dew gathered, they were startled by the figure running past in a hurry, and the water droplets splashed.

It was about dawn, revealing a touch of white, Bei Mingxinxuan couldn't care about eating, so she ordered someone to dress up for her.

The fresh and tender pink embroidered gauze dress was worn with a white flowing ribbon, her hair was half loose, and three or four hairpin rings jingled in the hair, adding a bit of extravagance.

"Princess, you are so beautiful!"

The dressing maid praised insincerely, in every woman's heart, she is naturally the first.

But Beiming Xinxuan was very useful, looking at the white and pink cheeks and alluring red lips in the dim brass mirror, she was such a shy woman.

Master Emperor, I also like it.

The carriage had already been waiting outside for a long time, because the East Yin Palace was a separate palace, as huge as a city, so when it was built, it avoided the hustle and bustle and was set up alone in a secluded bamboo forest.

Although it was far away from the capital of Shangqian Kingdom, but the carriage hurried forward, and it arrived in an hour.

The road was bumpy, and finally the cries on the street disappeared. Bei Mingxinxuan leaned against the corner of the car, stretched out her fingers to open the curtain, and a unique fragrance of bamboo hit, enveloping the entire car.

She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath of the unique breath, and her whole body relaxed.

Bei Mingxinxuan likes this smell, and Mo Fusang always carries this kind of lonely and cool air, but Mo Fusang never lets Beiming Xinxuan get close, so the number of times Beiming Xinxuan asks about this smell is also very small. number.

For some reason, Bei Mingxinxuan's impetuous mind completely calmed down when he smelled this scent.

It was as if a pair of hands as soft and cool as water were hugging her tightly.

"Princess, we are here."

The carriage slowly stopped tens of meters away from the East Yin Palace. This is the rule of the East Yin Palace. Cars and sedan chairs are not allowed within ten meters of the East Yin Palace. If you want to move forward, you must walk.

As soon as Bei Mingxinxuan heard it, she lifted the curtain of the car happily and jumped out of the car, regardless of the smell.

In the distance, there is a green city that is almost mixed with the bamboo forest.