"Sheng Jingchen, the main hall has been waiting at the city gate for a long time, dare you still reminisce here?"

Sheng Jingchen's face changed slightly, why did he forget to make a bet with Song Haotian! It's just that he stopped here for a long time, and he never saw Song Haotian passing by? Unless, ............

"Not this time. Looking at Song Haotian who was riding a horse indifferently, he hugged his arms with his hands without smiling.

"Sheng Jingchen, you are also the little marquis of Shengfu, do you want to play tricks?" Song Haotian sneered.

"The master has always been able to afford to lose, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince does not win very brightly. Sheng Jingchen snorted coldly, not to be outdone.

His Royal Highness the Prince!

When she heard these four words, Shen Qingyu's eyes subconsciously fell on the black-robed man on horseback, it was a face that looked like Song Xiuwen, she clenched her teeth, and clasped her palms tightly, and there were thousands of hatreds hidden under the coldness of her eyes that were not easy to be noticed.

"What's wrong?" was as meticulous as Gu Nanxun, no matter how quiet she was, he still noticed something strange by him.

"It's just that my heart suddenly throbs. She pursed her bloodless lips, and her clenched hand slowly unfolded.

He glanced at her meaninglessly, but didn't say anything.

"Gu Gongzi likes to be lively?" She asked suddenly, unbelievably.

"Huh?" He looked sideways at her.

"I mean, why don't you send me to Mofu first, and come to see the excitement?" She glanced at Sheng Jingchen and Song Haotian, who were still confronting each other, with a smile, and the meaning was understandable.

He smiled clearly, and his voice was as gentle as the wind in April: "Looking at the excitement, I almost forgot about the big thing, Ye ...... No, it's time to call Miss Mo. ”

His smile is still so elegant and gentle, like a breeze passing through the alley, but when it blows on his body, there is still such a coldness.

She smiled undeniably.

Here, Sheng Jingchen and Song Haotian are still arguing.

"Sheng Jingchen, you scoundrel. Song Haotian glared angrily, so angry that his nostrils were bursting.

Sheng Jingchen raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince walks on the main street of Chang'an, instead of the shortcut, can the master not admit it?"

Jokes, how could he Sheng Jingchen admit defeat so easily? Besides, if he loses, he will give him the warbler in the house, and he is reluctant.

"In this case, the palace can only go to the old marquis to evaluate the reasoning. Song Hao glanced at him fiercely, and was about to beat the horse and leave.

Everyone in Chang'an knows that the little marquis of Shengfu is a gentleman, except for going to the Qinglou all day long, he is a cockfighting lackey, or he is playing tricks on people, if you want to say that this little marquis is most afraid of whom?

"Wait. Sheng Jingchen's face turned blue, if the old man knew that he was a street horse, it would be strange if he had to pick off all his skin.

"Figured it out?" Song Haotian smiled strangely.

He knew that as long as the old marquis was mentioned, it would be a nominee, and he would not pinch Sheng Jingchen to death.

"The bet is valid, but you'll have to come later. He held his breath, utterly impatient.

Song Haotian answered, and then got carried away and left.

Listening to the laughter from afar, Sheng Jingchen's eyes became more and more cold and gloomy, Song Haotian was too proud...... Speaking of which, it's all to blame Gu Nanxun and that sick beauty for blocking his way, otherwise how could he lose to Song Haotian?

Thinking of this, he swept his eyes and was preparing to settle accounts after the autumn, but he didn't want the two "culprits" to be gone.

Mofu is located in the west of the city, this to the west of the city road to say long is not long to say short is not short, there is no carriage, the two walked side by side, all the way did not say a word.

First, Shen Qingyu felt that she really had nothing to say to this smiling Yan Luo, and secondly, since she entered this Chang'an City, her thoughts were a lot more complicated.

"General Mo is now stationed at the border pass, and Mo Nianchu's mother went five years ago because she became ill because of her daughter. He looked straight ahead and whispered.

She glanced at him, withdrew her gaze, and hummed softly. It also means that she has no backing in this Mo Mansion.

His body quietly approached her for a minute, and his voice was lowered a lot: "General Mo has taken two concubines, among which the Luo family has a son and a daughter, who was promoted four years ago and became the main mother of the backyard of the Mo Mansion. ”

A dark color flashed in her indifferent eyes, so to speak, this Mofu had a new concubine four years ago, and now that she is appearing, she will undoubtedly become a thorn in the side of others, and she will not have a good time in Mofu.

It is no wonder that he would say that the situation in Mofu is complicated.

"There is also a room where the Li family has a daughter, and there is Luo's pressure, but it is not a climate, as for Luo's daughter, she is deeply loved by Mrs. Mo, so ............"

Before he finished speaking, she frowned and interrupted: "So the Li family is not afraid, take more precautions against the Luo family mother and daughter?"

"Wrong. Interrupted, his face was visibly displeased, and he struck her on the head with a fan.

She rubbed her sore head and glared at him dissatisfied.

His knock was not ambiguous at all.

"People, don't just look at the surface, it's better to be cautious. Dissatisfied with her, he turned a blind eye away.

"Thank you, Master Gu. She said from the bottom of her heart, in fact, even if he didn't say so, she would be cautious, she had long been afraid of the loss in her previous life, wasn't the original Concubine Yang just seemingly harmless? Who would have thought that Concubine Yang would strangle her daughter and frame her? Who would have thought that ......

Closing her eyes for a moment, she suppressed the surging fierce hatred in time.

He smiled lightly, and said the coldest words in the gentlest tone: "Miss Mo is polite, I'm just thinking about myself." ”

She had forgotten that she had been a pawn on his chessboard from the beginning, and she had told her about the situation in Mofu, just because she didn't want her chess piece to lose its value too early.

She was silent, just hooked her lips and smiled, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Now that she knows the existence of this game of chess, how can she, Shen Qingyu, obediently be a chess piece at the mercy of others?

Before they knew it, the two of them walked to the door of Mofu.

The two lion stone carvings in front of the palace gate, the vermilion gate, and the gold plaque given by the emperor all swear that the ink house is in full swing.

During the days in Xianyang City, she overheard that in the past fifteen years, Song Xiuwen has killed many of the original founding heroes for various reasons, and Mo Weiguo has been following Song Xiuwen to fight in the south and the north, and has made a lot of meritorious contributions.

"I can only accompany Miss Mo here. He smiled lightly and took a step back.

Withdrawing her gaze from the plaque, she frowned slightly.

If he didn't go to her to testify, he wouldn't be sure what would happen to the Luo mother and daughter.

"Miss Mo don't worry, I have already sent someone to check it out yesterday, and when you see the people of Mofu, you only need to take out the Longteng Yujue to prove your identity. ”

"Since you are here," ...... she had finished, he sneered and said, "If you are afraid, I will go with you." ”

This cynical tone sounds very harsh.

Her eyes sank, and she also sneered coldly: "I'm afraid of words, how can I write it?"

With that, she looked stunned and walked up the steps by herself.

If she Shen Qingyu was afraid, the prison in Xianyang City would have become her burial place long ago.

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