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

"Mo Ling..." Bai Yuheng murmured softly, this name is nothing special, and from Mo Ling's mouth, there is an indescribable aura attached to him.

Bai Yuheng said happily, "Really?"

"It's true." Mo Ling nodded affirmatively.Is it necessary to be so happy?It seems that the king of Beicheng is a good king who cares about the world.

Bai Yuheng bypassed the bench and came down from the side stairs. The one-meter-high pillar carved with white jade phoenix had a protruding platform on which a jade vase was placed. Bai Yuheng took out a few bouquets of flowers as he passed by.

Every step he takes falls, with deep joy.

Bai Yuheng held the flower in one hand, without any tenderness, like a military general drawing his sword, hurriedly walked in front of Mo Ling, grabbed Mo Ling's arm, and stuffed the flower into his arms.

"give you."

Mo Ling grabbed the wet bouquet, pulled his arm back, and wanted to withdraw from the wrist held by Bai Yuheng: "The customs of the northern city are old-fashioned, hehe, can the king let go, it is not popular in the southern country to have skin-to-skin contact between men and women, especially Like Mo Ling."

Such a family!Jiu'er couldn't be jealous when she saw it!

This is shy?Oh, the marriage has not yet been settled, such gossip really has a bad reputation, Bai Yuheng chuckled lightly, and apologized without sincerity.

It is worthy of being the person that Gu fancy, elegant and refined, and pays attention to etiquette.

"Gu immediately send someone to prepare for the empress ceremony. At that time, Ling'er will be embarrassed. We will be a couple of gods and gods. We love each other and envy others."

He did what he said, and before Mo Ling could say a word, Bai Yuheng called for someone to come again. Mo Ling's face was distorted, and he stopped Bai Yuheng from recruiting with a blank expression.

"Stop, stop!" The weather was hot, and Mo Ling was sweating profusely after being frightened by this.

"What's Ling'er thinking?" Bai Yuheng said to the maid at the back: "I don't have eyes, go get a handkerchief from Yugu. The palace is a bit hot, why don't you get some more ice!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The two pink-clothed maids behind Xiu'er turned pale with fright, and rushed to work separately. One brought a handkerchief to Bai Yuheng, and the other ran out of the palace.

Bai Yuheng squeezed the handkerchief and gently wiped off the sweat on Mo Ling's face. Mo Ling dodged by reflex. Dodged, and took two steps behind, as if to prevent Bai Yuheng from approaching next time.

"Ling'er?" Bai Yuheng was slightly injured, and soon he looked up and smiled, and handed the handkerchief to Xie'er, but Xie'er didn't step forward, and the maid who had given the handkerchief hurriedly picked it up with a wooden tray.

"Your Majesty, don't make fun of Mo Ling, the King should know Mo Ling's identity, why use this method to scare Mo Ling." Mo Ling said.

Mo Ling's words undoubtedly put pressure on Bai Yuheng. He did not reveal his identity, but told everyone that he had a special identity and that no one else could touch him.

Mo Ling couldn't refuse straight away, no matter if Bai Yuheng joked about him on the spur of the moment or for other reasons, Bai Yuheng is the king of a country after all, Mo Ling doesn't give him face in public, what if he is called a bully by someone with a heart? ?

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the southern country is several days away from the northern city. If Bai Yuheng loses face for a while and starts to put him under house arrest in anger, only Mo Ling will come to the northern city. No one else can ask the southern country for help. Someone from Beicheng said that the wind is the rain, who can refute him.

Southern Kingdom, Palace.

The butler stood by the table and watched Xi Mojiu stuffing cakes into his mouth with relief. The little ancestor was finally willing to eat some.

"Hurry up, hurry up, why are you standing still, pour tea for the prince quickly." The butler shook his finger and pointed to the tea set on the table, seeing that no one else had touched it, so he rolled up his sleeves and did it himself.

Two hours later, the two nobles with jade around their waists walked into the palace swaggeringly. The guards at the gate of the palace saw them and hurriedly opened the door.

"My lord, the second and fifth princes are here." The boy who notified him ran to the last step, and there was a puddle of water under his feet. He ran in a hurry and didn't pay attention to his feet. The moment he stepped on it, his feet slipped, "Oh!" and fell into the snow.

The boy was rolling in the snow, the snow covered his clothes and covered his neck, his teeth chattered from the cold.

"Are you eating? My good sister-in-law is still worried that the old nine tastes like chewing wax and won't eat well, yo, it's good to eat. Brother and sister are in a hurry." The fifth prince patted the snowflakes on his shoulders and said with a ruffian smile.

Xi Mojiu took a bite of the square pastry, her cheeks remained still, and she still held the pastry in her hand, with teary eyes.The butler hastily talked and coaxed.

The second prince knocked on the culprit with a folding fan, causing the head of some unreliable brother of his crying brother: "Stop talking nonsense."

"It's boring in the room, and I'll help you laugh and make fun of it. Seeing you all in a hurry, you're like elm-headed, not interesting." The fifth prince sat down bored, and tapped his fingers on the table.

When a distinguished guest arrived, the housekeeper, the second prince and the fifth prince said a few words in a similar way of crying, in the effect of helping to enlighten the silly prince of his family, and instead took people to make tea in person, leaving the space for the three brothers.

After the door closed, Xi Mojiu spat out what was in his mouth and poured a cup of tea to rinse his mouth. He didn't like cakes, they were too sweet and greasy, and he described them as nauseating after eating too much, but as a "child", he naturally liked them.

"What's the matter in your letter? The younger brother and sister are in Beicheng, is the news accurate?" The second prince knocked on the table with his fan handle, asking Xi Mojiu to give an accurate answer. If Mo Ling is really in Beicheng, it is not a joke.

"Lingling is missing. I sent all my Xuanmen disciples to look for it. Today I got a letter from Feige. Some people said that Lingling is in Beicheng. Let me go to the imperial city to meet you." Xi Mojiu tore into a pile of paper and showed it to the second and fifth princes. , the handwriting on the crumpled paper was wrinkled and scratched several lines.

The fifth prince returned the note to Xi Mojiu, and he asked, "Have you found out who did it?"

There was a cold light in the corner of Xi Mojiu's eyes, and the coldness of the poisonous scorpion flashed in the depths of his pupils: "We have a clue, and we cannot escape from him!"

The second and fifth princes looked at it, but they could only think of the fourth prince.

"I implore the two elder brothers to help the younger brother and perform a mountain show." Xi Mojiu clasped his fists.

"Going out of the mountains, I've never heard of it. Ninth brother, please tell me." The second prince was full of interest, and the weather was cold. The second prince fanned the fan for granted, but he used a little force, and there was no wind when the fan came out, pretending to be mean.

The housekeeper brought over steaming tea, the fragrance of the tea was lingering, and the tea leaves sank piece by piece.

"Okay, brother will help you!" The fifth prince patted his chest and volunteered.The smile lasted no more than five seconds, and the fifth prince's expression froze, and he slapped the table and stood up: "Okay! Ah Feng, Ah Feng went to find his younger siblings. Since the day after his younger siblings disappeared, Ah Feng spent a whole day scratching his heart. I was really worried, and went out to find someone two days ago regardless of obstacles. Now that we know that my brother and sister are in Beicheng, I don’t know the wind.”