The glimmer of light was gone, and the night had already begun.

The oncoming wind gently lifted the naughty green silk, and Shen Qingyu's beautiful face looked a little lonely and cold under the misty night.

From here, she can take in the scenery of this peach blossom forest, but she has no intention of appreciating the flowers, and she is a little absent-minded at the moment.

Song Haotian said a word, she took a sentence, if he didn't say anything, she would be silent.

"Has Miss Mo always been so silent?" Song Haotian looked sideways, and his tone was a little chilly.

As the crown prince, how could he have received such a cold reception?

Facing his cold eyes, she lowered her eyes in fear, "Nian Chu's temperament has always been like this, and I ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to bear more." ”

Thinking back to the rotting corpses in the Dead Man's Forest, she felt sick and tight when she looked at him, and if she didn't endure it, she was afraid that she would vomit it herself.

Before she had the strength, she still stayed away from Song Haotian for the time being.

Song Haotian looked at her with a look of contempt in her eyes, this Sheng Jingchen's taste is really unique, this woman is a village girl who has never seen the world at all, wooden and boring.

However, since Sheng Jingchen takes a fancy to him, he has to taste it first.

The misty night finally settled, and Mo Qingying stood on the stone steps of the side courtyard, her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her eyes looked at her from time to time.

The green embroidery behind her glared at her obliquely, her face was full of impatience, and she didn't know what the second lady was crazy about, so she had to wait for the dirt bun to come back, so she couldn't sleep!

Mo Qingying is not responsible for Shen Qingyu, she is worried that she will not be able to follow her plan.

After thinking about it, Song Haotian and Shen Qingyu walked in one after another.

The color on Mo Qingying's pretty face changed slightly, and before she could think about it, she raised the corners of her mouth, hung up an appropriate arc, and greeted her with lotus steps.

"Qing Ying has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

Song Haotian's gaze naturally fell on Mo Qingying's body, and he smiled hypocritically.

"The slave has seen His Royal Highness the Prince. As soon as Lu Xiu saw Song Haotian, she was as excited as seeing gold, and when Mo Qingying saluted, she had already walked over.

Shen Qingyu looked at the green embroidery that he was trying to climb in vain, but he saw the careful thinking of the green embroidery clearly in his heart, the green embroidery was really impatient, Song Haotian's tall branch was not so easy to climb, even if it climbed, it might be another rotting corpse in the dead man's forest.

In order to climb the tall branch of Song Haotian, the green embroidery can be said to be full of effort to interpret its own sweetness and loveliness.

However, how can people who have eaten the delicacies of the mountains and seas be interested in a plate of farmhouse stir-fry?

After Song Haotian left, Lu Xiu gave a perfunctory salute to Shen Qingyu and Mo Qingying, and turned back to the house.

"This girl in my sister's house is inevitably a little unruly. Mo Qingying looked coldly at the candle-lit inner room, and her tone had a slight smell of fire - medicine.

Shen Qingyu smiled casually, obviously not paying attention. It's not that she doesn't clean her up, but that in her opinion, Green Embroidery's behavior is just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

Mo Qingying knew that she was bored, anyway, this girl was from Mo Nianchu's house, what did it have to do with her?

"When did my sister and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince meet?"

Mo Qingying is trying to probe her tone?

"I'm not familiar with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so how can I talk about acquaintance?" she asked rhetorically, frowning.

Mo Qingying bit her lip lightly, in her opinion, she didn't want to reveal it to her, and she was a little embarrassed on her face, she turned her words around, approached her and asked in a low voice.

"Sister, do you remember the covenant between you and me?"

Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings flapped twice, her eyes were staring, her brows were furrowed and puzzled, and she hesitated: "What does my sister mean?"

Mo Nianchu, this slut, deliberately wanted to trick her? Mo Qingying gritted her teeth secretly, and her eyes melted a little gloomy: "Didn't my sister promise my sister ......?"

Before she could finish speaking, she clasped her arms lazily and smiled softly: "Have you read the Art of War?"

Looking at Mo Qingying's stunned appearance, she sneered lightly: "This is called not tired of deceit, and it is much more interesting to control than to be dominated. ”

Mo Qingying is not stupid, as soon as she said this, she understood her attitude, and she stared at her with a distorted face.

She thought Mo Nianchu was stupid, but she didn't know that she regarded her as a joke, and she was also pinched to death.

"That plum blossom crisp, green embroidery feels good to eat. She looked at Mo Qingying with a gentle smile and paused: "That night, Green Embroidery also went to Ningguang Pavilion." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qingying's face changed dramatically in an instant, and the anger that surged up went straight to her head, and the eyes that looked at Shen Qingyu gradually became different, she was wrong, this eldest daughter of the Mo Mansion was really unusual.

Mo Qingying's eyes glared viciously, and she walked away with a pale face.

Mo Nianchu actually tricked her like a monkey, and she would never stop there.

Shen Qingyu sneered, and walked into the back room.

The cold eyes swept away, and the green embroidery lay on her couch in a grand manner. She climbed onto the couch with a calm face, raised her foot and kicked it fiercely on the green embroidery.

The half-asleep green embroidery whimpered in pain and suddenly opened her eyes.

"What are you doing?" said Green Embroidery, sitting up and pointing at her.

It looked like it was going to tear her apart.

She looked at her condescendingly, and her indifferent expression was stained with coldness: "Three numbers." ”

Green embroidery wanted to say something, but she only heard her count to two, she swallowed her saliva in a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned over and got off the bed.

Why are the eyes of this bun so scary?

Glancing at the green embroidery rolling on the ground, she sat down cross-legged unhurriedly, as if thinking of something, only to see her frown thoughtfully: "Miss Ben seems to have left something where His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is." ”

Hearing this, Green Embroidery's eyes immediately glowed green, as if she had forgotten everything that had just happened, and instead smiled earnestly: "Why don't you go to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to get it back for Miss?"

She was not surprised by Green Embroidery's reaction.

"It's late today, let's go tomorrow morning, so as not to disturb His Royal Highness the Prince's rest. She whispered, but there was a dark silence in her eyes.

Who is Song Haotian? Lu Xiu wants to die, but she doesn't mind giving her a ride. Green embroidery has always been the bane that Mo Qingning planted beside her, except for it.

Green embroidery hurriedly heard it.

Blowing out the fire candle in the house, the green embroidery lying on the table and resting quietly took out an auspicious cloud golden hairpin from her arms, tomorrow she will definitely dress up more beautifully, if it is into the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince, then she can be regarded as flying on the branch.

Green embroidery held the golden hairpin, thinking beautifully.

As everyone knows, she is the sheep that Shen Qingyu sent into Song Haotianhu's mouth, and the auspicious cloud golden hairpin is the knife that cuts her.

Early the next morning, after some makeup, Green Embroidery couldn't wait to ask Song Haotian about the courtyard where he settled for fear that Shen Qingyu would regret it.

The moment the door closed, Shen Qingyu, who was sleepy-eyed, sat up slowly, she squinted, and the corners of her mouth were extremely gloomy.

Walking to the east courtyard where Song Haotian stayed, the green embroidery was pasted on the wall and glanced into the courtyard, took out the golden hairpin from her sleeve and inserted it between the buns, and straightened her sideburns, she raised a smile and walked out slowly.

Today is the Buddha chanting conference, Song Haotian has never been greedy for sleep, and when he reported outside the house, he had already finished dressing.

Green embroidery entered Song Haotian's inner room as she wished, implying that Qiubo's eyes timidly glanced at Song Haotian, who was sitting at the table with breakfast, and she was well-behaved.

It's just that the latter didn't look at her, until she explained her intentions, Song Haotian raised his eyes and glanced at her, and it was this glance that killed Lu Xiu.

The auspicious cloud golden hairpin inserted between the buns made Song Haotian's face sink like the sea, and the warbler was Sheng Jingchen's favorite beauty, so he remembered it deeply, this golden hairpin was the warbler's, but the warbler had been thrown by him in the dead man's forest, why did this golden hairpin appear between the girl's buns?

Unless............ His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint murderous intent between his eyebrows.

When his eyes swept over, Lu Xiu had already lowered his eyes with joy, and naturally he didn't see the gloomy color on his face.

This morning, there was a happy news from the East Courtyard, that is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had taken a fancy to a little girl called Green Embroidery in Mofu.

Everyone said that this girl had a good life, but only Shen Qingyu knew that Lu Xiu might have turned into a rotting corpse............

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