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

The two had nothing in common, and Mo Ling was afraid that he would make the next move, so he got up and opened the window wider to let in a lot of sunlight.The line of sight here is clear, through the one-meter-wide windows, outsiders can get a rough look from the outside.

The window was inlaid with red-dyed wooden boards, and the flowers planted inside were excitedly discussing the relationship between Bai Yuheng and Mo Ling who had entered the house.

Mo Ling flicked the most excited little red flower in the discussion, and after the milky whoop, Mo Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Bai Yuheng was sitting at the table, rubbing his hands in a frenzy. He was wearing a dark green gown, with his hands propped on the window sill, and the sleeves were a little short, revealing his slender white wrists.Mo Ling looked out the window, his upper body leaned forward, his long black hair tied into a tall black ponytail.He would gently turn his head every few seconds. Every time he shook his head, his long black hair was like a wicker in the hands of Empress Guanyin, sweeping away the impurities in Bai Yuheng's heart.

"Ling'er." Bai Yuheng grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, which was his usual small gesture when he was nervous.

The man's voice was as gentle as jade, but in Mo Ling's ears it became the roar of an underground devil.It was so embarrassing, Mo Ling exhaled, pretending not to hear, the streamer in his eyes fluctuated, wondering why Fei'er and the others hadn't come yet.

"Linger." Bai Yuheng yelled without giving up, moved his actions, and was about to come to Mo Ling, but Mo Ling turned around, flicking his ponytail, leaving a shadow in the air, Mo Ling smiled peacefully: "Your Highness Want some tea? I'll make you a pot of tea."

Bai Yuheng didn't like tea, so he opened his mouth to refuse, Mo Ling picked up the teapot and strode out, Bai Yuheng looked at the back of Mo Ling walking away with mixed feelings.

Is it too boring?Not only did Bai Yuheng think this way, he stared at the closed door, and the bright red door reminded him of another point!

Bai Yuheng suddenly became excited!Ling'er shouldn't be shy!When I saw Gu, I was at a loss. Before I came, I was admiring the flowers, but after I came, I didn't dare to look at Gu, and ran to the window to enjoy the flowers.

Bai Yuheng secretly took out the notebook from his pocket, and flipped through it very quickly. He was nervous just now, and he forgot what he was going to say. Now that Mo Ling is not in the room, he has to hurry up and study for a while.

When Mo Ling left the door, a stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground. He carried the teapot and walked away without a head. He didn't know where he should go. He had only been in Beicheng Palace for a few days, and he usually stayed in the house. He has never been out before, but now he is out of the room, this colorful building and decoration, Mo Ling walked a few steps, and made a few detours based on his memory.

For a moment, there was a completely unfamiliar scene around him. Mo Ling stood blankly in the center with a teapot in hand. The breeze blew past, and pink petals fell from the air. When he raised his head, a petal landed on his eyes, and Mo Ling closed his eyes uncomfortably. He took off the wet petal, and the eyelashes were covered with dew.

Mo Ling faced the tree, his pupils turned into a light blue: "Why..."

"My lord!" There was a piercing exclamation from behind. Mo Ling was taken aback. He quickly put away his ability. He knelt down and kowtowed to the teapot inside without saying a word, and the sound of "bang bang bang" became louder and louder.

"My lord, please forgive me, it's the maidservant who came late! My lord, please forgive me!" Fei'er was lying on the ground trembling, this series of movements reminded Mo Ling of the little girl he met on the first day of crossing.

When he woke up, he found that he had traveled to ancient times. One sentence scared the little girl to her knees and begged for mercy.

Now the little girl in the palace has figured out Mo Ling's temperament, she is still in a state where she can be scared to death with a loud voice, and she often jokes about Mo Ling while calling "servant dare not".

"Okay, okay, get up quickly! Otherwise, I will really punish you." Mo Ling said with a dark face.

Fei'er grabbed her clothes and got up, and pushed the dirt on her forehead, the dirt couldn't cover the redness of her forehead, Mo Ling frowned helplessly, the ancients were more ruthless than the other.

"I'm going to make tea for you, servant girl." Fei'er took the teapot with both hands.

Bai Yuheng was still sitting in the room, Xi Mojiu wasn't there, and Mo Ling didn't want to face him alone. Being alone with Bai Yuheng always felt sorry for Jiu'er.

It seems to be unintentionally helping Xi Mojiu wear a hat. The most important thing is that the color of the hat is the color of forgiveness with profound meaning.

Mo Lingtan took the petals with his hands: "Let's go together, let's go faster, your king is still waiting for tea in the room."

Fei'er was shocked, her face was pale and her lips trembled: "You mean His Highness is here?"

"Yeah." Mo Ling took a step forward: "Why are you standing there, why don't you hurry up?"

"Yes, sir, you went wrong, this way."

".......Um."

After familiarizing and reviewing the love stories in the book over and over again, Bai Yuheng stopped his back and unknowingly substituted himself into the male protagonist in the story, confident in the upcoming dialogue with Mo Ling.

"Slave to join His Highness." Bai Yuheng's ignited ambition gradually faltered under the flustered vibrato. He was still holding a brightly-covered notebook in his hand. He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice that someone opened the door and came in.

Fortunately, Bai Yuheng's back was facing the person at the door, he calmly put the book back into his pocket when Mo Ling approached, and smoothed out his protruding neckline.

"Ling'er, sit down quickly." Bai Yuheng pulled out the chair closest to him.

"Your Highness, please drink some tea." Mo Ling waited for Fei'er to pour two cups of tea, and hurriedly delivered the cups to Bai Yuheng, smiling and sitting far away from him.

Fei'er couldn't detect the embarrassment on the two of them, and her flustered little eyes secretly glanced at Mo Ling who was drinking tea, still worrying whether Bai Yuheng and Mo Ling would punish her?The joy of the rest of my life remains in my heart.

"Are you still used to Ling'er?" After a short silence, Bai Yuheng felt preemptive and started the topic.

Holding the teacup in his hand, Mo Ling stroked the broken hair in front of the ear and back to the ear: "The basic necessities of life are excellent, Mo Ling, thank you Your Highness for your kind hospitality."

"Oh." Bai Yuheng rolled his eyes back and forth in his sockets, drinking tea obviously, the room was quiet again.

All this is very different from what he imagined!Bai Yuheng drank a few cups in a row in embarrassment, and whenever a topic was brought up, Mo Ling would end the topic with one or two replies with no way out, and silently promoted to topic terminator.

After the water in the teapot was finished, Fei'er proposed to run another pot of tea. Bai Yuheng put down the warm teacup, and his palms were warm while holding the teacup.

"Ling'er, I was going to seal you up last time, what are you thinking about fighting?" The current atmosphere is really not good, and they are continuing to wait in silence. It is estimated that there will be no chance to talk about this matter. Luckily, Bai Yuheng single-handedly Going straight in, the good-looking eyebrows and eyes are engraved with firmness.

Mo Ling also put down the quilt, and stared at him intently: "Mo Ling's answer is the same as that day. Your Highness, there are some things that Mo Ling has not had time to explain clearly to you. It is impossible for Mo Ling and you."

Fei'er was still waiting in the room, Mo Ling didn't want to be outspoken at this time, not only Bai Yuheng, but also the whole Nanguo would be ashamed.

No one remembers who Mo Ling is, but they know that the other protagonist in this joke is the princess of the southern kingdom.

Xi Mojiu, where are you?Didn't you agree to face it together?It was the first time that Mo Ling looked at Bai Yuheng so indifferently.

"Your Highness." Xiu'er walked into the room, turned to Mo Ling and said coldly in Bai Yuheng's ear, "The Nine Kings of the Southern Kingdom are here."