The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Mo Wushuang sat down on the white jade bench, and Hua Yueling found himself embarrassed. He had to sit with a foot injury, but she could n’t sit with her buttock, so she had to lean on a pillar and look at him with a grin and smile. . (((Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com )))

Mo Wushuang laughed lightly, the laughter was low and pleasant, the crescent-like eyes flickered, and the more beautiful Phoenix eyes that looked at Hua Yueling became more and more loved.

"Will someone move the chair?" Mo Wushuang smiled.

"No need, stand still, right, Wushuang, aren't you angry tonight?" Hua Yueling thought the man was really tolerant.

"For the three kings?" Mo Wushuang raised his eyebrow like a paintbrush.

"Yeah, he's also your friend anyway, so you aren't angry if you say so?" Hua Yueling thought she couldn't bear it.

"Why be angry, it's good for Linger to believe in me, and furthermore, he's nothing to look for, and itchy." Mo Wushuang raised his stare wisely.

Huayue Ling smiled and said, "You, I don't know how to get angry at you. There doesn't seem to be anything that can make you morbid."

"Is Linger admired or mocked?" Mo Wushuang shook his head with a smile, who said he didn't. When she performed that night and when she was injured twice, he frightened, but she didn't see it.

Huayue Ling smiled mischievously without answering: "Wushuang, how do you think of making that chair for me?"

"When I went back, I thought about Linger having dinner. I ca n’t come empty-handed. Linger is noble and has everything. The beauty sword is already on you. I do n’t think I have anything to offer. I just saw it. Although my crutch is ugly, it is very practical. I just thought about your injury. I was tired all day, so I did this. "Mo Wushuang explained with a smile," Linger seems very moved. "

"Yeah, although I did not have the necklace of the four lords, it really touched me." Huayue Ling looked at him tenderly, his heart warmed up.

"Then I have a chance?" Mo Wu's eyes brightened excitedly.

Huayue Ling laughed out loud: "Are you not afraid to be the second laughingstock behind the three kings?"

"I'm more afraid that I won't even have a chance to be laughed at." Mo Wushuang's very powerful answer.

"Wushuang, you are too gentle to be bullied by me." Huayue Ling was in a good mood, looking at the bright moon in the sky, tonight is really good weather.

"Master Three is so powerful, isn't he bullied by you?" Mo Wushuang said humorously.

"Haha, you, be careful." Huayue Ling was also jumping heartily, entangled with her mentality of trying but not dare to try.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wushuang knew that Huayue Ling was afraid and thought she was broken by the three kings, so she dared not try again, but he was not in a hurry.

"Linger, do you know? In fact, the words of the three kings make sense." Mo Wushuang changed the topic.

Huayue Ling froze, didn't quite understand, Feng Mou picked it.

"I'm not a Chinese of the month." Mo Wushuang said, staring into Hua Yueling's surprised eyes.

"Are Linger afraid?" Mo Wushuang smiled and looked at her slightly pale face.

"No, it's not scared, it's surprised, are you a Mongolian, right?" Huayue Ling asked, turning his head.

Mo Wushuang laughed and said, "Linger, you are the smartest woman I have ever seen."

"Actually, I guess, if you are the spy of Lan Yueguo, you wo n’t tell it. If you dare to say it, then you are not a spy." Huayue Ling's mouth was tickled, and her instinct for Mo Wushuang would not be wrong .

"I have been travelling for my own life in this life, but unfortunately I know very little, hey." Mo Wu showed a slight melancholy on both sides.

"Knowing that you are from Mongolia, why don't you go there to find clues?" Huayue Ling curiously.

"I've been there three times, but no one knows me." Mo Wushuang smiled bitterly. "But I didn't jump out of the stone. At that time, the master picked me up in Dayue Kingdom. Someone threw me so far. Among them There must be a story. Unfortunately, for twenty years, I don't know what kind of story it is. "

"Have you ever been to Dameng's Royal Palace or Royal Family?" Huayue Ling said with a stern look.

Mo Wushuang was startled, "Does Linger think I should be a royal relative?"

"Hehe, it looks a bit like your outstanding appearance. After all, it is produced by the royal family and there are many fine products. Second, twenty years ago, your Damon was more developed and prosperous than Dayue. Who would come to Dayue? An ordinary people would come to Dayue. What? Is it necessary to just throw a child? It happens to be thrown in Shaolin Temple? So the story inside may not be simpler than Xiaolong. "Huayue Ling sighed, his luck is so good, all the fans encountered, But isn't it a mystery to them?

"Xiaolong? Linger, do you know the history of Xiaolong?" Mo Wushuang was also curious about Hua Xiaolong's life.

Huayue Ling nodded cautiously, "You can never think of him, he is the real Blue Moon."

"What!" Mo Wushuang really changed his face this time.

"He is the former prince of Lanyue Kingdom. He was framed by the current emperor Lan Baxiong and fled to Dayue, but a lot of things happened in the middle. He became like this. For five years, he was a beggar." Huayue Lingwei Hua Xiaolong was distressed. Thinking about him being beaten for the past five years, and starving coldly, her eyes were slowly wet, and she quickly turned her face over.

"Linger, don't be sad, everything will be all right." Mo Wushuang looked at her with distress, she was a kind woman.

"Well, it's alright, is there an older sister of mine ~" Huayue Ling immediately burst into tears and smiled.

Mo Wushuang looked at her bright little face and was lost. The fascinating face like raindrops, chrysanthemum and frost, and spring plum blossoming snow was deeply imprinted on his heart.

"What are you looking at?" Huayue Ling wiped her tears inadvertently, and patted Mo Wushuang who was disappointed, her face flushed, and she knew he really liked her.

Mo Wushuang had a cleverness, woke up, his complexion suddenly turned red, and Xingmu blinked a few times, embarrassingly, "No, nothing."

"Oh, it's finally time I caught you unsettled." Huayue Ling teased him.

"Who told Linger to cry is so beautiful." Mo Wushuang sighed, and he got deeper and deeper.

Huayue Ling turned red next time, and quickly looked up not to look at his hot star eyes, but there was a hint of sweetness in her heart.

"Miss, it's time for you to rest!" Pinger called suddenly under the opposite corridor.

Huayue Ling quickly said: "Okay, I see." Turning to Mo Wushuang, "Wushuang, I'll take you to your room." He stretched out his hand to help him.

Mo Wushuang looked at her flushed little face and nodded: "Linger should also rest more and heal his wounds earlier. By the way, did the big Neitan you eat have any effect?" He suddenly thought of this question .

"Well, I don't know. It seems like it. The body feels lighter. Before, the body was uncomfortable, but now I don't feel it." Huayue Ling almost forgot about it.

"Then you go back and remember to try to lift your breath. As long as you let the internal force walk a few times in the meridian, the internal force will gradually increase." Mo Wushuang cared.

"But I don't know how the internal force should go in the meridians?" Huayue Ling was depressed, she didn't understand this at all.

"Oh, go to my room, I will teach you right away." Mo Wushuang shook his head and smiled.

Hua Yueling nodded happily and said: "Okay!"