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

"Brother Sihuang is very scary when he looks at Jiu'er! Jiu'er thinks he must hate Jiu'er, otherwise he wouldn't call Jiu'er a fool with broken shoes." Xi Mojiu said melancholy, with his head lowered and his arms in his arms. Mo Ling could easily feel his deep frustration.

What Xi Mojiu said was mixed between true and false, Mo Ling didn't know it, he thought this fool was chilled by his own brother's unreasonable behavior.

No one wants to be said that by their dearest and favorite family members. Xi Mojiu definitely doesn't understand what broken shoes mean. Leftovers!

Although he was not the real "Mo Ling" before, but now he is, and it is very resentful to take the blame for no reason.

Sensing the growing depression in the person in his arms, Xi Mojiu half-closed her phoenix eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth into a smile that seemed to be there.

You idiot, you can't hold back even a little bit of sowing dissension, and you think that Mo Ling and Xi Fengzhe are in love with each other, and they are just birds in the forest, flying separately when disaster strikes.

He is a "fool", but the hypocrite Xi Fengzhe naturally wouldn't say it so clearly.After all, idiots have mouths too, and they can ask others if they don't understand, but Xi Fengzhe will not be so careless, and easily show his little tail waiting to be pulled.

Xi Mojiu did what he said just now on purpose, and any emotion or relationship is nothing compared to the word suspicion.

He said that to let Mo Ling know that Xi Mojiu didn't care about him at all, it was just a broken shoe he wore, a pawn, and he really thought he was the rightful lord of the palace.

I thought Xi Mojiu patted Mo Ling on the back lightly at the frustrated Mo Ling: "It's good for Jiu'er to stay away from him in the future, and remember that no matter what happens in the future, try to avoid the fourth prince. Jiu'er just doesn't like him either. Except for greeting and meeting when you have to, you have to hide far away at other times, do you hear me?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Ling said this, Xi Mojiu asked in surprise, "Why?"

Mo Ling frowned and said, "Fourth prince might as well be humble and polite on the surface. He might do something to hurt you. It's fine if I'm here. If I'm not, you can avoid him as much as possible. Remember not to cause a confrontation. Can't save you."

"Will it be? Brother Huang will hurt Jiu'er?"

"En." Mo Ling pronounced it through his nasal cavity, thought for a while and then said, "Don't trust others so easily except me."

After hearing this, Xi Mojiu stopped talking, and for a while he couldn't figure out which move Mo Ling was making. At this moment, shouldn't Mo Ling have to say good things for Xi Fengzhe and make himself take it lightly?Why would you kindly remind yourself.

Xi Mojiu ridiculed Mo Ling for playing tricks again, but on the surface he still smiled and said: "Yeah, Jiu'er understands. From now on, I will play peek-a-boo with Brother Four!"

"Yes." Mo Ling rubbed his hair: "Jiu'er, remember, no matter who in this world will harm you, only I, Mo Ling, will not. I will protect you, always, until eternity."

Mo Ling's affectionate confession by Mo Ling's sudden arrival shocked Xi Mojiu. No one had ever said that to him before. He carefully observed Mo Ling's face, trying to find any trace of impatience or false disgust, but unfortunately only three points regret and firmness.

It's because he didn't find out the depth of Mo Lingzang, or the words are true and serious.

The black horse was galloping fast, but the coachman didn't notice the protruding stones on the uneven ground, and the wheels just pressed on them, causing the carriage to shake.

Mo Ling groaned, and his whole body was bounced up. Fortunately, he was caught by Xi Mojiu, who had quick eyes and quick hands. Otherwise, he must be lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Be careful, Lingling." Xi Mojiu said worriedly

Mo Ling grabbed his arm: "It's okay, fortunately there is Jiu'er, otherwise I would definitely fall to the ground."

The fare of the car naturally heard Mo Ling's scream, and he asked anxiously: "My lord, my concubine, do you want to stop and rest?"

Mo Ling replied disapprovingly: "No need, you continue to drive, we will return to Beijing early."

"Yes. The little one has accelerated. If the prince or princess feels unwell, the little one will stop immediately."

"Um"

With Mo Ling's consent, the coachman wiped off the cold sweat from shock, and tightened the rope to speed up.

Two days later, at midnight, Mo Ling and his party arrived at the palace smoothly.

The butler, who was wandering anxiously at the gate of the palace, was no longer in a hurry when he finally heard the sound of horseshoes and cages rolling over the ground.

The carriage came just around the corner, with a corner looming.The housekeeper looked up and sent someone with a smile on his face to prepare the things, and happily walked up to him.

"Grandpa Butler, Jiuer and Lingling are back!"

After not seeing the butler for a few days, Xi Mojiu couldn't help but want to give her a bear hug, but was stopped by Mo Ling who got out of the car behind.

The two servant girls put on shawls for Mo Lingxi and Mojiu respectively, and then squatted down to salute.

The housekeeper bowed respectfully and said: "This old slave welcomes the prince and princess back to the mansion. If the black dew is heavy today, please come to the mansion quickly and have some hot tea."

"Well, I'm preparing some simple meals. Meals and camping all the way, Jiu'er and I have never had a good meal." Mo Ling said

Xi Mojiu's hungry stomach let out a "grunt" cry.

"Yes, yes, the old slave was negligent, and the old slave immediately sent someone to start preparations." It was his fault for not being careful with the master's preparations, and the steward felt ashamed.

Mo Ling didn't care too much, and led Xi Mojiu into the mansion.

The two drank some hot tea, gobbled it up without losing elegance, and took the supper.

Thinking of the urgent matter that the butler said, Mo Ling was about to ask, but after eating and drinking, he felt a strong sense of drowsiness. He turned his head and found that Xi Mojiu had already started pecking at the rice. Thinking carefully, it was two or three in the morning Clicked.

It's time for everyone to rest, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow.So he dismissed his servants to rest, and took Xi Mojiu, who was staggering, back to his room to sleep.

"Going back to Beijing, I'm busy again." Mo Ling whispered as his spare time was fleeting, looking at the dark top of the bed.