The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

For the past two days, under Mo Ling's careful care, Xi Mojiu has recovered well. In two days, he was able to walk on the ground, and hid in the room to box and practice.

The fourth prince, who had been missing for several days, finally showed up, and sat in the dining room with Xu Mo for breakfast. Seeing Xi Mojiu enter, he smiled back and greeted them warmly.

This kind of person is the most terrifying, he can hide everything in his heart, and his face is sewn with a layer of perfect skin, so that people can't catch a single mistake.

The third prince said "Yo" as soon as he entered the door, and he walked over excitedly, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time.

The third prince deliberately sat next to the fourth prince, with his neck stretched out, and his mouth was about to stick to his face: "It's time to go back. Fourth brother, where have you been? I'm willing to come back, even if I can't stand a group of elders in the temple, run away When I go out to have fun, I have to inform my brother, so that my brother can feel at ease. This silent play is missing, look at the dark circles under the eyes of the third brother, if you don’t know it, you think I got into a coal mine and got dyed."

Bai Yu pressed Wu Qing's eye sockets with her fingers, and forced her to come closer to the fourth prince, and she insisted on letting others see clearly before giving up. The fourth prince put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked into the eyes of the third prince without changing his face.

He smiled apologetically and said, "I'm ashamed to say that it's my brother's lack of consideration, which caused my brother to rest badly. My brother apologizes to the third brother here. It's only because my brother was unwell a few days ago. I didn't have time to inform all brothers. I had to do it as a last resort." Go down the mountain alone to seek medical treatment."

"Sickness is a big deal!" The third prince opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and slapped his palm on the table, knocking off the chopsticks that the fourth prince put on the bowl.

"Fourth Brother, have you taken the medicine? The medicine is black and bitter, and Jiu'er is most afraid of taking the medicine!" After stuffing a mouthful of steamed buns, Xi Mojiu took a big mouthful of tasteless porridge from the bowl and frowned. Xiaolian said.

"Thank you ninth brother for your concern, fourth brother is fine." The chopsticks rolled off the table in a flash and fell to the fourth prince's feet. The fourth prince stepped on the chopsticks and rubbed them on the ground.

"It's not tasty, bah bah bah." Xi Mojiu stuck out her tongue to one side, and pushed the bowl away sullenly: "Lingling, the rice is tasteless, Jiu'er doesn't like it, Jiu'er wants to eat sweet rice."

"Don't be picky eaters." Mo Ling knocked his head off and took the bowl back: "Eat obediently."

"Huh!" Xi Mojiu's eyes widened in anger, Mo Ling gave him a look, and he was breathless in an instant, hugging the bowl and "huluhulu" took several sips, even leaving the spoon aside.

The fifth prince fed Ji Nanfeng some steamed buns, with a bright smile on his face, swallowed the word "ah" with a bitter face, and sat down to eat his meal obediently.

In a scene that happens every day, the fourth prince had a panoramic view of the dynamics of several people. He bent his index finger and tapped his thigh.Behind him, Xu Mo offered a silky handkerchief with both hands, and the fourth prince took it and slowly wiped his mouth and used mouthwash tea.

"Third Brother, Fifth Brother, Ninth Brother, and my younger brothers and sisters, I am exhausted, so I will go back to my room to rest first. Please eat your breakfast. The steamed buns this morning are sweet, soft and chewy. Eat more." The fourth prince nodded politely. , stood up and straightened the wrinkled clothes sitting behind.

"Well, fourth brother is right. This steamed bun is delicious. You know the face but don't know the heart. It looks plain, but it's hidden deep inside. You have to break it open to find it. Oh, fourth brother, go slowly. The fifth prince waved to the monk at the door: "Little master, please add a few more steamed buns."

"I hope the fifth prince will wait for a while." The monk at the door touched his smooth head and came in to collect the empty plates!ran to the kitchen.

The temperature on the fourth prince's face faded, and he walked out of the dining room slowly with a permanent official smirk.

Turning several turns in a row, the fourth prince let go of his smirk. He stopped, turned around and pressed on Xu Mo step by step: "Didn't you say there is no problem?! Not only is there a lot of scars, but I didn't even see a single scar!"

Xu Mo bumped his back against the pillar, facing the fourth prince's overly good-looking face, he chose to turn his head to look at the red lantern on the corridor.

"No one reported this to me, and I don't know the specifics. Speaking of it, you are also responsible. The assassins are not only chosen by me, but also by another faction you chose. They are lucky and fateful. What can I do?" Xu Mo sniffed.

"Shut up!" The fourth prince pinched Xu Mo's jaw, turned his face back and looked at him: "They must die! I'll be away for a few days, and it won't be good if I disappear suddenly, so you go find some people secretly. "

Mo Ling and Ji Nanfeng are FRL, at the veteran cadre level, how could it be easy for them to succeed in the assassination mission.

Facing the face of the fourth prince who would look at him even when he was angry, Xu Mo couldn't say these words.

"Are you red-eyed? It's the first time I've seen you disregard your image like this. Don't say you're more real and better-looking like this." He blushed, making an unscrupulous joke, but it was really from the heart.

"Xu Mo, if you hadn't been useful to me, you'd have to tell the King of Hades in hell." The fourth prince let go of his hand, snorted sarcastically, and kept his hands away from looking at Xu Mo.

"Don't be angry. I'll make amends, and I'll tell you a good thing." Xu Mo was born to love the fourth prince, a straightforward and insidious beauty who can talk to him whenever he wants, with a pure desire to stop people's daydreams, and a vicious bad temper Show charm and hook people's interest.

Seeing the calmness of the person, Xu Mo whispered in his ear: "Xi Mojiu has been poisoned deeply! Don't look at the vigor and vigor now, once it happens, tsk tsk tsk... There is nothing Hua Tuo can do if he is reborn."

"Really?" The fourth prince grabbed the clothes on his chest, and his soft body almost clung to Xu Mo.

"Am I a liar?" Xu Mo sniffed his hair, and wrapped his arms around the fourth prince's waist.

He thought regretfully: It's really thin, but it's a pity that he is a handlebar.Lao Tzu is different from Ji Nanfeng Mo Ling, Lao Tzu is straight!No matter how good-looking the fourth prince is, no matter how much he likes his appetite, he can only watch to satisfy his hunger. In actual combat, alas, he can't be hard on the handle.

The person in the corner withdrew his foot, shaking the pile of scriptures in his hand, he might not be able to move forward, Yiqian changed his path.

The book in his hand is for Senior Brother Quan Zhi to use, there is no one in the room, Yi Qian put the book on the table.There is nothing to do today, and he can wander around. He came out of the temple and came to the tree with only one red rope left.

Holding the red rope in his hand, his cold eyes trembled imperceptibly. The words of the host yesterday echoed in his ears, and his cochlea itch.

"Yiqian, how long have you been in the temple?"

"Report to the host, in another two months, two full years."

"Really? I think you are the one who has led the cultivation for the longest time. Do you have any plans after so long? I am not urging you, people have to make choices after all."

"...I don't know what happened before."

"That's all, go back and think about it. I don't know what kind of connection you have with Hongchen, I just hope you don't regret it. All choices represent the birth of a new life. If you don't take the next step, how will it grow?"

Let go of the red rope, it can fly freely when encountering the wind, recalling looking at it for a long time, I don't know if I should take it off, and where should I go if I take it off?

"Teacher, my tea is cold." The man was sitting under the cherry blossom tree, holding a medical book in his hand, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Yi Qian knew that when he spoke, his eyes must be gentle and the corners of his mouth raised.