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

The ancients were a big step ahead of the modern age in terms of age, whether they were married with the crown or consummated the house.

Xi Mojiu will turn 18 in January, only two years away from reaching Guan.Speaking of which, at his age, a small number of teenagers of his age in ancient times even had children.

Xi Mojiu could see Ling Ling's intention to talk nonsense with him about his age, so he was upset!

"Can Ling Ling learn the word? I want to rely on Ling Ling's ingenuity to understand what he means without learning it. If Ling Ling is determined to refuse, I don't mind Bawang forcing himself to bow."

"Bastard!" Mo Ling was angry and ashamed: "The thing about the bed needs your love and my willingness, so that you can taste its beauty. You must know that twisted melons are not sweet!"

Xi Mojiu clamped his wrist, held his fingertips in his mouth, and licked the flesh on his fingertips full of lust: "I don't have many requirements for eating melons. The only requirement is that the melons must be the ones I designated. It’s not sweet, just enough water.”

"Where did you learn shameless words!" Mo Ling pulled out his hand, his fingertips were wet and covered with Xi Mojiu's saliva, Mo Ling glanced at Xi Mojiu's slender finger on his leg from the corner of his eye, thinking What, blushing into ripe tomatoes waiting to be picked.

It's better to just follow him, at worst it hurts!What if it doesn't hurt?Mo Ling struggled, he believed that what Xi Mojiu said about the overlord's hard bow was definitely not a joke, this person really did it!

"It's up to you, it's in broad daylight... we'll talk about it at night." Mo Ling straightened his clothes, and suddenly felt that he was too weak, and he was not a woman. There was nothing to be shy about two men applauding for love.

He puffed up his chest, raised his slender neck proudly, proudly looked at Xi Mojiu with a provocative look, Xi Mojiu liked his appearance at this time, couldn't help but threw Mo Ling down, and gnawed hard a meal.

Dessert before dinner, he is looking forward to the main meal in the evening!

Mo Ling was dazed by the French kiss, Xi Mojiu was willing to let him go, and whispered in his ear, "I'll go get something from Brother Wu."

"What?" Mo Ling pushed his face with his palm.

"You'll find out later."

Xi Mojiu stroked the long hair that was tangles behind her back, and went out excitedly to find the Fifth Prince. Mo Ling spread his arms and slumped on the bed, his long hair spread out.

"Hey, I knew why I had to do it today. Who told you to bend!"

People are not as good as heaven, and the agreement between Mo Ling and Xi Mojiu to have a fight was ruthlessly disturbed.

After the prayer was completed, the Empress Dowager wanted to drive back to the palace. The original departure time was set in two days, but after praying for an hour, the Empress Dowager secretly summoned the fifth prince, and the two had a chat.

Xi Mojiu and others who went back together were left in the temple, and the Seventh Prince and the Queen Mother returned to the palace tomorrow.

On the night before returning to the palace, one must observe the Buddha and chant scriptures, so that the Buddha can bless the country of Qi.The queen mother asked Mo Ling and the seventh prince to accompany the Buddha, and the rest went to sleep in their respective rooms.

Xi Mojiu squeezed the small box in his hand with bruised veins, put the things back in his sleeve helplessly, and accompanied Mo Lingshou Buddha in the name of being afraid of sleeping alone.The perverted Seventh Prince is here, although the other party is his puppet, but leaving a bomb next to his wife makes Xi Mojiu feel uncomfortable.

On the second day, the Empress Dowager returned to the palace, and Xi Mojiu and others bid farewell to the Empress Dowager at the city gate.

With dark circles under his eyes, Mo Ling staggered to find an inn and opened a room to catch up on sleep. It was all because the ancient people had a good work and rest time, which made him used to going to bed early and getting up early. Now staying up all night is really terrible, Xi Mojiu is pretty good Stop, he hugged Mo Ling in his arms with heartache, and the energetic third prince and the others went for a stroll on the street.

Xu Mo and the fourth prince walked back to the temple. In the deserted forest, the fourth prince took out his purse and took out a small flat paper bag.

"Find a way to get it into their drinking water." The fourth prince gave Xu Mo the paper bag containing the unknown powder.

Xu Mo looked at it: "The third prince and the fifth prince are idiots, Ji Nanfeng and Mo Ling also want it?"

"Well. Before they come back tonight."

"Okay, no problem."

In the afternoon, the fifth prince and the third prince hung up the gift boxes carrying large and small bags, and almost bit them with their mouths, while Ji Nanfeng only took a bunch of candied haws, and went to inform Mo Ling refreshed that it was time to go back to the temple .

Mo Lingyi woke up, so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, the queen mother was not there, they wandered freely, so they had their meal at the foot of the mountain without any haste, and ordered a large table of meat dishes.

Turnips and vegetables are grown every day in the temple, and the few carnivores are about to be raised as little white rabbits.

Mo Ling devoured the fat meat on the chicken leg, and stayed with Xi Mojiu for a long time, forgetting all the image of etiquette.

He suddenly found that eating meat like this is so cool!

It was dark when we returned to the monastery, and the meal was already past, Quan Zhi sent monks to ask if he wanted to prepare meals for Mo Ling and the others?Mo Ling thanked him first, then explained that he had eaten at the foot of the mountain, and politely declined.

Chatting, admiring the moon, and eating the small things bought at the foot of the mountain, it was about eleven o'clock in modern times, and everyone went back to the room to rest. Xi Mojiu poured two glasses of water when he entered the door, and gave Mo Ling to drink first.

Mo Ling ate a plate of melon seeds, already thirsty, he took it and drank it all.

"Huh? The taste of the water is weird. Did someone change it in the morning?" Mo Ling recalled the sweet boiled water in his mouth: "It tastes salty."

Xi Mojiu's lips were pressed against the mouth of the cup, and after listening to Mo Ling's words, he sniffed the water suspiciously. There seemed to be a smell, so he put the cup down.

"Don't drink if there's a bad smell, I'll make another pot of tea, Lingling bear with it first." Xi Mojiu poured someone in the cup back into the teapot.

"Well, don't bother. It's so late. Drinking too much tea will affect your sleep. Just pour some hot water to quench your thirst. Huan'er has returned to Beijing with Grandma Huang. You remind the monks who will deliver tea tomorrow to remember to replace it in time." Mo Ling Unbutton the robe.

"Yeah. I'll go back as soon as I go." Xi Mojiu's figure flashed past, and then stepped back a second later: "Lingling, what I didn't finish yesterday will continue today."

Mo Ling pretended not to hear, turned his back to Xi Mojiu, his earlobes were pink.

It took Xi Mojiu a long time to pour water, and the small kitchen was not far from their resting place, and they could walk there in a few minutes.

Mo Ling put on a coat, stepped on the floor with his white and tender feet, and lowered his head to play with his thumbs.

"Stop! Who are you!"

"Ling'er, beware of assassins!"

Ji Nanfeng shouted loudly from outside, not only that, but there was also the sound of shaking and weapons colliding outside the house, Mo Ling calmed down, put on his clothes neatly and put on his shoes, the vines were hidden in his sleeves.

He kicked the door sharply, Ji Nanfeng and the third prince were shaking with the assassin, seeing Mo Ling go out, a sword stabbed him immediately, Mo Ling was not a soft persimmon, he manipulated the tree and vine to attack.

In the dark, others can't see exactly what he is using, so he doesn't have to worry about the risk of tree vines being exposed.

Ji Nanfeng, Mo Ling and the third prince were back to back, and the assassins surrounded them in a circle.

"Xi Jinran is gone!" Ji Nanfeng gritted his teeth and said.

"Is it the remnants of last time?" Mo Ling waved the tree vine and asked in time.

"It's the same with swordsmanship, it should be retaliation unwilling to take revenge. Just now I checked that Xi Fengzhe is not in the room." The third prince said.

"Damn it, Jiu'er is gone too." Mo Ling rolled up the assassin with a tree vine and threw him out of the backyard in a straight line.

"Looks like he came prepared." Ji Nanfeng sneered. He has been hiding in his room to practice swordsmanship recently, and with the guidance of a good teacher like the Fifth Prince, he has upgraded his swordsmanship. Today he has to show his skills .

He was thinking like this, recalling the fifth prince's teaching method of using internal force, a gust of hot air rose from the pubic region, and when Ji Nanfeng was triumphant, a bloody smell rose from his throat, "Wow" he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"south wind!!"