The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Mo Wushuang didn't seem to hear anything. He just carried his hands on his back, looked up at the starry sky, and drew a sneer in the corner of his mouth. +++ Girls must go to the website www.wuxiaspot.com

"Hey, you deaf!" The soldier was impatient. "Never go on, don't blame me."

Mo Wushuang lowered his head to look at the young soldier this time. There was no light in Xin Yue's eyes, but the soldier was taken aback by the coldness in those eyes.

"You, who are you?" The soldier might find Mo Wushuang's breath very scary, and he began to stutter.

Mo Wushuang twitched a little smile and said, "Let's go down, I just stand for a while and don't bother me if I don't want to die."

The soldier was startled, and the silver sword in his hand shook: "Have your hair blown, don't blow as follows, there is wound on it." The soldier felt the deathly breath of Mo Wushuang, and suddenly he felt a sense of fear.

"Is there any grief?" Mo Wushuang grabbed these four words, and then the bitter smile at the corner of his mouth almost turned into crying. "There is grief, are people now thinking about this?"

The soldier froze, not knowing where he was irritating, and scratched his head and said, "Brother, don't make it difficult for me, go on, if there is something unhappy, go to the city to drink and drink. , Naturally you won't be sad. "

Mo Wushuang stunned, watching the funny soldier motionless.

"Come on, it's cold, you should change your clothes and comb your hair. In the next look, you're a big man, so don't spoil yourself, go on." The soldier's persuasion really made Mo Wushuang cry and laugh.

"Big man?" Mo Wushuang muttered to himself. "Do all women like big men?"

The soldier didn't understand, but apparently heard that the man was betrayed by the woman, and immediately breathed out: "That is, of course, women like powerful men, just like Dameng women, and their favorite is the warrior!" After that, the soldier Tightened his chest, showing that he was a warrior.

"Don't you like me?" Mo Wushuang stretched out his hands and tangled his hair, revealing his handsome face with a crown like a jade, just a little hesitant at the moment.

When the soldiers saw it clearly, they suddenly showed an amazing color, but immediately smiled: "Your Excellency is indeed handsome and elegant, but men like you are superfluous in our big Mongolia."

"Really? Is that a woman or a strong and overbearing man?" Mo Wushuang pondered his difference from Nangong Yu.

"That's natural. Strong and overbearing men are big men and naturally attract women, but if you are so beautiful, they will also love, but the depth is different." The soldier actually had the mood to discuss women with him on it.

"It turned out that it was because I looked too weak, so that the woman had no sense of conquest, and she preferred to be conquered by a powerful man, right?" Mo Wushuang suddenly became an idiot, and he needed an answer.

"It can be said that Dameng's women are the most enthusiastic. She likes her man the wildest in order to satisfy her. Your Excellency is a woman ..." The soldier wanted to ask why.

"She doesn't want me anymore, she would rather love a dead person than me, and conceive his seed." Mo Wushuang showed an extremely sad look.

The soldier smiled dumbly afterwards: "Since she died, you don't have to worry about it, as long as you like her, except for the seed in her belly, occupying her body. Over time, women will always beg for mercy, especially in bed . "The soldier's dreadful idea made Mo Wu's eyes start to light up.

"Apart from his children?" Mo Wushuang looked at the soldier a little excited.

"If you don't care about it, you can have this child. It all depends on you. The main reason is that you want to conquer this woman in bed. The woman is lonely. Those women in my family don't see me for two days. When I look back, I can't drink tea , They cut my pants, haha. "The soldier was proud.

Mo Wushuang hesitated a moment after hesitated, "I haven't met her yet."

"What, you, hey, no wonder you will lose to that person, but brother, don't worry, you still have a chance, isn't that person dead? If you really want to love that woman, you will possess her severely and let her slap you I beg you for mercy, but I'm dead to you! But your bones? "The soldier doubted Mo Wushuang's ability.

"Is this so for women?" Mo Wushuang thought of Huayue Ling's holy face, could she withstand being violated? Do not! She is also a woman. Otherwise, how could she reconcile with Nangong? Three months ago, they were still hostile, how could they go to bed? It must be the behavior of the beast from Nangong Yan, so the soldier's words are correct. She was conquered by Nangong Yan, so she fell in love with him!

"Whether women are like this, I'm not sure, but since I was three, my three women are like this, and I like that I did them hard, and worked well, so that they would die without leaving." Soldier Extremely proud.

"Good job?" Mo Wushuang was inspired by these rude words, deep in his heart's desire, and imagined how Hua Yueling would beg for mercy under his own body. He cared too much for her, so he let Nangong rob him. A little, so women are all sarcastic goods, this is true.

"Yeah, do it hard, she will return to you!" The soldier encouraged him.

Mo Wushuang looked at the soldier for a long while, before he moved his clothes, flashed a few times, disappeared in the soldier's sight, scared the soldier almost fell off the city wall, fortunately, fortunately, he did not force him to go down, and picked up a small life . The cold sweat rubbing his forehead came down the city wall, and he dared not speak.

In the early morning of Mo Wushuang's entry into the city, Mo Ziyu also entered the city smoothly, but he was disguised and did not go directly to Prince's House, but went to his secret residence to plan all contingencies.

At noon on the third day, the Nancheng Gate opened wide, firecrackers were everywhere, and the drums trembled. A long red carpet was spread out to the city gate several hundred feet. Jim Ziyu rode on the beautiful white horse to greet him, wearing a tedious big Mongolian groom , With a smile, to greet her crown prince into the city.

Jimo Zi returned to the palace last night. He originally thought that Mo Wushuang had already acted, and met his mother-in-law, but the result was not, which made him feel relieved. Perhaps Mo Wushuang had already figured it out. He still loves Huayue Ling. Linger is sad.

His second king brother Jimo, who came to greet his wife at the same time as Jimo Zhe, won one year older than Jimo Zhe, but he was more burly, with a swollen chest and trained muscles. He was also a respected samurai. It's just not as good as Jimo Zi.

The two men and two horses, one white and one black, moved forward and backward, watching the mighty convoy moving in the distance.

"Prince, is your princess beautiful?" Jimo won with a smile and asked Jimo.

"Two brothers, Qinger is very beautiful." Jimo Zi showed a gentle smile.

"Can my Mera be pretty?" The princess Jimo won was called Mera.

"Hahaha, second prince, Meila and Qing'er are completely different. You also know that Dayue's women look weak and pitiful." Meila is a well-known murderer. , Extremely fierce, and Mo Yan won like to conquer such a woman, the two can be said to be a match made in heaven.

"What's so good about it, women should also be bold and open-hearted, that's why they have a temperament." Jim Mo won immediately shook his head.

"Oh, Brother Erwang, I like Qinger, don't say bad things about her later." Jimo Zi laughed.

"How come, anyway, it's Da Yue's close prince, naturally I dare not neglect." Jimo Ying quickly and earnestly said, "Yes, do you like the side prince you chose for your mother? Looks good. . "

Immediately after Mo Zizi was asleep, his face was gloomy. He did not expect that when he returned, his so-called mother-in-law sent two side concubines over, and transferred all his former servants, saying that the princess was going to join , Can not let casual women come in, lest Dayue jokes, so I chose two beautiful ones, this is ridiculous.

Jimo Mo thought of seeing his mother-in-law's solemn face last night, he felt that everything was ironic, but unfortunately he could not even see his own mother.

"Brother Two likes it, so I might as well give it to you. I have Qinger alone." Jim Mozi said lightly.

"What! How did it happen, but the father and king agreed, you must marry, and marry together today." Jimo won a change of face.

Jimo Zi sneered: "Marry and marry, but don't blame me for being polite to them."

"Prince, you seem to have changed this time. Didn't you really like women before? How enthusiastic they are to you!" Jimo Ying felt the change of his brother.

"People are going to become, and this big month trip has taught me a lot."

"Isn't Da Yue men all three wives and four concubines?" Jimo wins strangely.

"Yes, but there will always be only one true love. I don't want the woman I love to be alone." Jimo Mou was deeply moved by the love between Huayue Ling and Nangong Mou, and only felt that her life was full of beauty.

"What true love, you are a prince, and you will depend on you for future seeding and succession!" Jimo won't take it for granted.

"I didn't say I didn't have a child, and Qinger could have more." Jimo Mozi imagined himself and Qinger in the future, he is now very happy, he knew that Qinger did not feel him, this play He must make it real.

Jimo wins and looks at Jimo's black line. I can't imagine him.

"Here we come to greet." Jimo Zi quickly took a shot on the horse's buttocks and rushed out.

Cao Qing'er on the carriage had been dressed as a bride, Feng Guanxia covered with red hijab.

"Qing'er, marry again, haha." Hua Yueling laughed as she looked at the tension in her hands.

"Linger, don't make fun of me, I really hate these etiquettes, the play is tiring." Cao Qing'er was beating heartily, and two days later he saw Jimo Zi, she suddenly had a feeling of wanting to see him. Are your eyes closed?

"You are really not tired. I thought that at the beginning, I only entered the Three Kings' Palace through the side door, and I didn't taste any bride." Huayue Ling pouted and looked at the Nangong who was riding by the carriage. He became a guard in two days, staying around this carriage, because he was afraid that Mo Wushuang would come.