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

The cold wind poured into the skirt of his clothes, Xi Mojiu opened his eyes, and what he saw was spotless pure white, he stood in the black circle, he stepped on his feet, the toes stepped out of the black circle, suddenly there was a strong wind, Xi Mojiu shook his sleeves Cover your eyes with your arms, when everything is calm, the space is filled with the sound of dripping water.

Xi Mojiu lowered his arms, the pure white was stained with green ink, the sky was drizzling, the rain was blue, Xi Mojiu was bound in the circle and couldn't get out.

But none of the falling rain fell on him, it just fell outside the circle at his feet. The black circle was a barrier that shielded him from the wind and rain, and Xi Mojiu could not rashly rush to the black circle.

I could only stay inside quietly. The rain stopped, and a pig sprout sprang out from the ground. Xi Mojiu couldn't get out of the pen, but his body could move freely. He squatted down to check what was growing on the ground.

Surrounded by a warm breath, Xi Mojiu couldn't help reaching out to touch the unknown thing on the ground.

Hands can go out of the circle!When Xi Mojiu touched something tender and soft, the space instantly burst like a fragile mirror.

What Xi Mojiu saw again was the dark brown top of the bed, and there was a dull pain on the left forehead. When Xi Mojiu moved, something seemed to be pressed against her stomach, making it inconvenient to move.

He turned his head to see that Mo Ling was sitting on the edge of the bed and sleeping on top of him.

The broken hair covered his eyes, and some mischievous sticking to his lips, Xi Mojiu cut his hair for him, recalling the dream just now, the dream just now was really scary, the touch was clear, the fingertips could still recall the softness, It's not like a dream at all.

Xi Mojiu didn't notice that Mo Ling who was sleeping on his stomach slowly opened his eyes, and he said vaguely, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Xi Mojiu squeezed his face, "Ling Ling also believed it."

Mo Ling tore his hands off his face: "You've been in a coma for two days, and I've been watching over you for a moment. If you can't sleep for a while, how dare you have any objections."

"How dare you. Ma'am, you've worked hard." Xi Mojiu lay uncomfortable, and sat up. Mo Ling thoughtfully took a pillow and put it behind his back.

Mo Ling poured two glasses of water, one for Xi Mojiu, and one for himself.

"Your injury was done by an assassin? According to the routine and the script, shouldn't you be some kind of martial arts expert, one-on-one, with undisturbed hair and a handsome pose?" Mo Ling took the glass of water that Xi Mojiu had finished drinking : "Do you want more?"

"No need." Xi Mojiu pulled the quilt away, and Mo Ling pushed him back in a bluff: "The body is the capital of the revolution, why don't you just rest up? I'll do it for you."

Xi Mojiu comforted the exploded kitten, pinched the itchy flesh on the back of Mo Ling's neck with his cold fingers, and Mo Ling avoided ticklish, Xi Mojiu smiled dotingly: "It doesn't matter A small injury, it doesn't matter. Lingling will accompany me out for a walk, the nest is very stuffy."

"What if the cold wind blows seriously?" Mo Ling said disapprovingly.

"Lingling is worried about my body?" Xi Mojiu asked. , he lifted Mo Ling's chin, and said under his breath, "Lingling, try tonight? We've been married for a long time, and Lingling hasn't inspected the goods yet."

The warm gas from the tip of the man's nose intersected with Mo Ling's, the temperature in the air rose, Mo Ling's face became hot, Mo Ling lowered his eyebrows, and his thick eyelashes cast two fan-shaped shadows on his cheeks. It is trembling slightly like a butterfly feather.

The gauze wrapped around Xi Mojiu's head was revealed, and the ambiguous atmosphere was fleeting. The scene was a bit funny, and Mo Ling burst out laughing.

He tapped Xi Mojiu's forehead, pushed the person away, and said confidently: "The product is damaged, and we will not inspect it for now."

"Yeah. It's over. I'm going to test it. There's an injury that will affect the operation." He deliberately bit down on the last two words, rubbed the tip of his nose against Mo Ling's, kissed his lips, and bit his tender lower lip childishly. .

"You are a dog!"

"Belongs to Zero Zero."

After the man stopped pretending to be stupid, he started talking about love, and when Xi Mojiu let go, Mo Ling bit back viciously, and Xi Mojiu happily pulled his ears away.

The room was brightly lit, and the distance between the room was not too strong, laughing and joking came out of the room.

The third prince passing by grabbed the little monk and slipped away. Before leaving, he did not forget to comment: "I don't know how to be ashamed"

Little monk: "?"

At Xu time, it was dark in autumn and the nights in the mountains were cool, so Mo Ling added an extra coat to Xi Mojiu.This person is in good health, but he is injured right now and is prone to cold.

Xi Mojiu lay dead for a whole day, his bones ached all over his body, and there was a small wound on his forehead, how could he be in a coma for two days?And when he woke up, he didn't feel any hunger, but his dantian and abdomen were full.

The two went to the lotus pond. There was fog in the mountains in recent days, and the lotus pond was hidden in the mist, giving people the illusion of being in a fairyland.

"Come back, it's foggy, if you take a wrong step, it will be bad if you fall into the river." Mo Ling didn't want to fall into the water, the weather was cold and the water was icy cold.

"En." Xi Mojiu obeyed his words.

The two of them walked back and discussed going to the small kitchen to find something to eat. Mo Ling stayed in front of Xi Mojiu's bed, and the two of them didn't eat anything. Now that Xi Mojiu is safe and sound, the hunger just woke up, and his stomach was almost gurgling. called to protest.

"Seventh prince, please respect yourself!" The familiar voice in the mist contained anger, and Mo Ling pulled Xi Mojiu.

"I heard?"

"Ah."

The person just now was still saying: "The Seventh Prince is hungry and thirsty, just go down the mountain. There are countless people doing such things in certain courtyards at the foot of the mountain. The Seventh Prince is also a handsome son. If he goes there, someone will definitely not receive a penny. , pulled out his clothes by himself, lay down and waited."

"Nanfeng don't be angry, it's Lao Qi who is being rude. Lao Qi doesn't have any malicious intentions, but he just wants to make friends with Nan Feng from the bottom of his heart. Nan Feng's intentions are definitely wrong." Said the ruffian male voice.

"Sima Zhao's heart, the Seventh Prince's face is comparable to the walls of the imperial palace."

Mo Ling heard that Ji Nanfeng's stored anger couldn't be held back for long and would erupt at any time, Mo Ling said angrily, "It's so cheap. What I said before was so clear, and I still pestered Nanfeng with shamelessness, Nanfeng fucked him! "

Xi Mojiu heard a few words in the dialogue, and Mo Ling's words were combined, so Xi Mojiu understood it. He took Mo Ling's hand and went around to the side.

The two walked lightly: "How long has Seventh Brother been indecent to Nanfeng?"

Mo Ling said angrily, "I'll expose the night you played stupid. The next day, Nan Feng and I scolded him. This man's ears are blocked, so he's deaf and can't hear."

Ji Nanfeng felt that talking to the Seventh Prince would be disgusting, so he calmed down, raised his voice, and called softly, "Seventh Prince~"

The Seventh Prince's body went limp, and he proudly said, "Nanfeng figured it out."

"Hmm..." Ji Nanfeng put on a cute face, clenched his fists around his face, the Seventh Prince wanted to touch his face, Ji Nanfeng smiled, and punched him in the face.

"Ah..." The Seventh Prince's ah screamed halfway, bang bang bang, there was a sound of being smashed on the flesh, and he couldn't even cry out in pain.

Mo Ling and Xi Mojiu stopped, and Mo Ling gave a thumbs up to one place by the way: "Awesome! Well done!"

Here, Ji Nanfeng kicked the Seventh Prince in the crotch in disbelief, and kicked him away with his legs.

He raised his middle finger: "Spicy chicken. You dare to tease me, don't you call me daddy if I beat you up!"