The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

Seeing the monarch's question, the maid at the side stepped forward and replied: "My lord, the third princess and Lu'er went out of the palace last night, but this morning, the slaves only saw Lu'er coming back alone, and did not see the third princess."

The more the palace maid talked, the more gloomy Hua Xinghui's face became. In the end, it was so dark that people dare not look directly at him. He waved his big hand and scolded: "Hurry up and get Lu'er for me!"

"Yes, the servant obeys!"

The maid quickly stepped back, and then Lu'er walked in in a pretty dress.

Lu'er bowed and knelt down, since she threw away the mirror yesterday, she felt a lot less burdened, and she was in a happy mood, and even made new clothes out of her treasured materials, which made her complexion like snow.

But all this was even more eye-catching to Hua Xinghui, who was already furious.

He went up and kicked Lu'er to the ground, and angrily said: "I ask you, where is the princess! There is no one in the princess, what do you want to do with such a good-looking servant girl?!"

Lu'er was kicked to the ground, with blood oozing faintly from her mouth, she didn't know why Hua Xinghui suddenly cared so much about Hua Jing, so she had to tell the truth, she wouldn't be able to save her life if it wasn't for her!

"Return, report back to the monarch, the third princess, she, she... poof!"

In the middle of speaking, Lu'er spat out a mouthful of blood, and Hua Xinghui went up to make up for it in a hurry: "Say! What's wrong with her!!"

"puff!"

Lu'er vomited another mouthful of blood, and fell limply to the ground, feeling that her blood was about to drain dry.

He quickly held back his breath and said, "She's lost,"

After speaking, he passed out on the ground, no matter how much Hua Xinghui kicked him, he would remain motionless.

Hua Xinghui didn't care about the life and death of the damn maid, so he quickly sent people out to look for it.

This good thing can't fly!
The sun shines down from the top of the mountain, and the green grass on the ground is extremely golden. From a distance, the entire nest-shaped cave looks like a huge gold ingot left behind, shining brightly.

The center of the arc-shaped bulging part of the "gold ingot" is the most empty part of the cave.

Mo Fusang leaned against the wall with a tired face, the blood on his body was still there, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were torn in pieces as if bitten by a dog.

When he woke up near dawn, he found that most of the wounds on his body had healed for some reason, but there was a smell of grass in his mouth, as if he had gnawed the ground.

The arm beside him moved, and he quickly lowered his eyes to check, the little furry head lying on the arm was sleeping peacefully.

This is a very cute girl, with a slapped face and big eyes that can be seen even when she closes her eyes. When he woke up, this girl was sleeping next to him.

Although he is heartless, he is not cold-blooded. Facing these soft and cute dolls, even an assassin would be unable to do so.

Mo Fusang didn't know the origin of this girl, but he saw green juice from her little hand. Could it be that she saved him?

He was actually saved by a half-grown child?
In line with the principle of preferring to believe what is there, not to believe what is not, Mo Fusang still decided to treat this doll well.

It was almost noon, Mo Fusang's arms were numb from the pressure, Huajing seemed to feel the power of the light, squinting and looking at everything around him blankly, his body was still lying on Mo Fusang's body.

"woke up?"

Mo Fusang's thin lips parted slightly, and he looked at the little dumpling on his body with a smile in his eyes.

I saw that her cheeks were flushed and swollen like a bun, which made people want to poke her.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

As soon as Huajing made a sound, tears flowed down her puffy cheeks and onto Mo Fusang's clothes.

"I'm the big brother from yesterday, I didn't move."

Although he was curious why the child asked such a question, Mo Fusang patiently explained for himself.

"No woo woo woo no."

Xiao Huajing was out of breath from crying, and tried to wipe her tears with Mo Fusang's clothes.

"Why not?"

Mo Fusang was surprisingly not annoyed, even his usual cold and arrogant voice was soft.

When asked suddenly, Xiao Huajing also stopped crying, but her shoulders were still twitching. She stared at Mo Fusang's face for a long time, as if the mechanism had been activated, and started crying again.

"Yesterday woo...yesterday um... Tian's big brother can't move, woo woo you can move... um pou."

Huajing cried so much that she was about to faint, Mo Fusang hurriedly wrapped her in his arms, and coaxed her patiently: "Yesterday's brother said, thank you Xiaotuanzi for the grass, it's very sweet, he asked me to take you home."

Mo Fusang patted Huajing's trembling back, and he could see that this child was not normal, probably not as intelligent as an ordinary person.

However, such a young child is still thinking about the departure of someone he doesn't know, so he is extremely kind in his heart.

He bent down, held the trembling little face, and gently wiped her eyes with his big and generous palms. Mo Fusang wiped away the wet tears, and he looked seriously at the innocent pupils of Amber.

"Tell brother, what's your name and where do you live?"

Huajing blinked, and her wet eyelashes brushed Mo Fusang's face.

For some reason, her head suddenly became brighter, and she opened her mouth: "My name is Huajing, yes, I am Hua Xinghui's daughter."

Hearing this name, Mo Fusang's pupils suddenly shrank, and the chill spread, freezing the already fragile flower mirror to the point of crying bitterly.

Mo Fusang was so immersed in the bloody revenge last night that he didn't hear Huajing's heart-piercing cries at all.

In the uterus of the Empress Dowager of the Fuyu Kingdom, Wen Luohan, who was supposed to be dead, sat on the couch perfectly, looking down at the strange things around her.

The figure in his mind couldn't get rid of it, which disturbed him.

"Don't delay the business because of the love of your children."

Suddenly a flame burst out from his body, followed by an extremely oppressive voice.

"Shut up, this is not your world now, so restrain yourself."

Wen Luohan looked impatient, if he didn't want to catch that woman Mu Lingshang, why would he come to this broken world.

In his heart now, the love and love he had for Mu Lingshang had long since disappeared. He just wanted to arrest her and imprison her by his side, unable to leave even a single step.

"Oh, okay, if I don't talk, you will regret it sooner or later."

Fentian Fulian who was hiding in the fire muttered indifferently, and disappeared in an instant.

Wen Luohan silently sorted out the context in his heart, he is the prince of Fuyu Kingdom, a gentle and modest gentleman like jade.

Heh, thinking of this setting, Wen Luohan smiled contemptuously, it really didn't even have anything to do with him.

"Come here, find ten women for the prince!"

Wen Luohan waved his hand, he had to enjoy it first, this is the supreme right.

After a burst of joy, Wen Luohan collapsed in Ruanxiang, and ordered his servants to drag these women down and kill them.

Although the servant was very surprised, Prince Wen, who is usually gentle and kind, would not even trample an ant to death, how could he kill ten people today.

But when he saw that bloodthirsty look again, his legs went limp in fright, and he scrambled to drive those women away.

After feeling refreshed, Wen Luohan took out a piece of purple jade from his bosom and stared at the runes on it.

Fen Tian Nu Lian told him that Mu Lingshang came three years late because the energy of the tenth mirror was unstable. In these three years, he needs to complete the spell on the jade pendant, which will be of great use.

The location is in the open space between Fuyu Country and Luan Bing Country.

Moreover, she will become a foolish mirror of the third princess.

So as soon as he returned to the palace yesterday, Wen Luohan begged Wen Wen to marry the third princess. Wen Wen always believed in his son's plan, and agreed without thinking.

After three years, Mu Lingshang should automatically come to your door.

And that guy Nanzhao, thinking of him, Wen Luohan's hand holding Yupei tightened a bit.

If it wasn't for that guy's trouble, how could he not get Mu Lingshang, and even end up dying together.

His clothes should have poisoned him.

Wen Luohan sighed softly, and let go of the purple jade pendant. If it wasn't for love, how could he have racked his brains and tried his best to fight for all of this.

But what did you get.

He just wanted to repay her life-saving grace.

Three years later, Nan Zhao will become the crown prince of Shanggan Kingdom, Beiming Yiyin. Thinking about it this way, he has to plan ahead for this guy.

How can Huajing hate Beiming Yiyin?

……

In the palace of Luan Bingguo, Hualian anxiously walked around, but could not make a plan. This marriage was requested by Wen Luohan himself, and no one can force the dignified prince.

But she still refused to believe that a person like Wen Luohan who was perfect in every aspect would marry a fool?
"Princess, instead of being anxious here, you might as well go and find Prince Wen. Seeing how beautiful you are, he will wake up and marry you as the princess."

The maid's reminder made Hua Lian calm down. She hurriedly asked someone to dress up for herself. After tidying up, she took a carriage to Fuyu Kingdom.

In the cave, Hua Jing cried for a long time, and gradually lost her strength, only sobbing and red and swollen eyes remained.

Mo Fusang also regained his composure, looking at the enemy's daughter in front of him hesitantly.

To kill, or to let go.

It stands to reason that his temperament only holds grudges, not gratitude, but what can she understand for such a young and insensitive child?

He couldn't take it out on her.

Besides, judging by her appearance, Hua Xinghui doesn't necessarily want to see her, otherwise, a princess who has no one around her will come here, is it reasonable?
Since the enemy doesn't like her, then she is a comrade in arms.

After sorting out the relationship, Mo Fusang's cold eyes finally eased, he held the girl in his arms guiltily, and comforted him: "Good boy, brother will take you home."

Along the way, Mo Fusang held onto his little hand and walked slowly, while Hua Jing raised his toes and walked as fast as possible.

"Big Brother, Big Brother Jing'er wants flowers."

Hua Jing pointed to the gorgeous flowers blooming on the side, and saw a bamboo leaf passing by, and the flowers fell to the ground.

"Great!"

Hua Jing knelt down and picked up the flowers, jumping happily.

But she soon discovered that the flowers in her hand were not as delicate as before, even with withered yellow on the edges, so she hurriedly tugged on Mo Fusang's sleeves and asked, "Brother, brother, what's wrong with the flowers..."