A carriage turned all the way from Mofu to the back door of the Prince's Mansion on East Street.

Hearing the movement of the door being pushed open, Song Haotian didn't even lift his eyelids, and the wolf under his hand was still painting smoothly.

"Why is it here again?"

There was palpable displeasure in his deep tone.

Mo Qingying bit her lip, cried, and said softly: "Your Highness can't ignore Ying'er!"

"Didn't the main hall say it, as long as you taste the taste of Mo Nianchu, the main hall will help you. He put down the wolf's hair, and his slightly raised eyes shot a deep light.

"Did Your Highness ...... yesterday?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Haotian: "I met Mo Qingning yesterday." ”

The implication is that nothing has been done.

Yu Guang lightly swept over the rice paper on the table, and the woman who was impressively painted on the rice paper was Mo Qingning.

Mo Qingying's face was a little ugly, but she didn't dare to attack because of the identity of the person in front of her.

"What does Your Highness mean?"

Song Haotian smiled and hooked his finger at her, Mo Qingying walked over uneasily, he leaned close to her ear, and he didn't know what to say, only to see that Mo Qingying's face changed and became very good-looking.

"Understand?" After speaking, Song Haotian bit her earlobe very evilly.

She shuddered, staring ahead in a daze, her little hands clenched, and her scattered eyes were gathering little by little.

She thought she had misheard, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually wanted to ...... actually wanted to play a dragon and two phoenixes, and took Mo Qingning and Mo Nianchu into his pocket.........

As soon as Mo Qingying left, a man wearing a mask and a Taoist robe strolled out from behind the landscape screen.

"Why is Your Highness obsessed with that Mo Nianchu?"

Song Haotian snorted coldly, and sneered pleasantly: "Sheng Jingchen regards that country girl as a treasure in his heart, and he tramples his treasure under his feet, isn't it happy?"

The latter was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "Although Mo Qingying is not a full yin, she was also born in the lunar year, and with her, Her Highness's divine skills can break through the first layer." ”

Song Haotian smiled unhurriedly: "The meaning of the national teacher, this hall understands." ”

Mo Qingying was a vessel for him to cultivate his divine skills, so he naturally wouldn't let her marry someone else.

Recently, Mrs. Mo's illness has worsened more and more, and the imperial doctor invited from the palace is still helpless against Mrs. Mo's illness for the sake of Mo Weiguo's face.

At the right time, the "living immortal" who was passed on by everyone in Chang'an came to the door.

It is said that there is a demon hidden in the Mo Mansion, which is the crux of the old lady's strange illness, and only in addition to the demon can the old lady's illness be cured.

Mo Weiguo thought that it was nonsense, but it couldn't withstand the facts in front of him and the methodical persuasion of Luo's mother and daughter, so the warlock surnamed Fang stayed in Mo Mansion.

The surnamed Fang even let go of his arrogance, and three days later it was the day of extreme yin, and the practice of setting up the altar collected the evil spirits.

Of course, who is the demon in their mouths? Shen Qingyu knew as clearly as a mirror in his heart.

In two days, there will be a hundred flowers banquet, and early this morning, she went out of the house early.

Not only did he not walk to Lin'an Street, but he happened to meet Sheng Xiaohou.

"Sick beauty, where are you going?"

She glanced at someone who was blocking her way, raised her eyebrows, and said slowly: "Sheng Xiaohou is too lenient. ”

Her tone was mostly joking, and he smiled indifferently: "The master ordered a piece of clothing for you in Xianjialou, and it will be completed today, go and take a look?"

Xianjialou is the most prestigious garment workshop in Chang'an, and the clothes from here are all first-class and worth thousands of gold.

After speaking, he couldn't help but take her hand and leave.

"Isn't that the young lady of Mofu and the little marquis of Sheng?"

"Really, it's really unethical to hold hands in broad daylight. ”

"Shhh, when you heard it from Xiao Marquis Sheng, you don't want to die?"

The voice was not loud or small, but it happened to be heard, and Shen Qingyu, who came back to his senses, pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and broke free of his hand.

"No merit is not rewarded, thank you for the kindness of Xiao Marquis Sheng. ”

This sick beauty really doesn't know what to do, but who made her the girl he spoiled by Sheng Jingchen, then he can only be a little more atmospheric.

"The line made by the fairy wisp building is not cheap, you don't want it, isn't this a waste of the master's silver?"

That's what she said, but if she accepted it, the two of them couldn't make sense of it.

She thought about it for a while, and then said unhurriedly: "The little marquis can keep it and see the beauty he likes in the future." ”

Who else is your favorite beauty?

Sheng Xiaohou Ye slandered in his heart, but he had a solemn look on his face: "Sick beauty, you don't want to give face to the young master." ”

He has always been a hippie smile, but at this moment he is rarely serious.

Rather helplessly, she asked, "How much silver?"

Is this going to buy it for him?

He instantly became a little annoyed, he was for her, but she was trying to draw a line with him.

"Don't forget it, the master just gives it to others. ”

The boy's back quickly drowned out in the crowd.

She pinched her eyebrows, a little crying and laughing, this stinky boy seemed to be angry with her.

"Miss Nianchu. ”

A low, cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, and she gathered her thoughts and turned over.

What caught his eye was Song Haotian in black clothes.

She took a few steps back, and blessed her body with a little restraint: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Seeing this, Song Haotian helped her and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, it just so happened that a new restaurant was opened in Chang'an, and I heard that the wine and food were good, I don't know if Miss Nianchu can appreciate her face?"

When it comes to this, she naturally can't say no, otherwise she won't know how to lift.

She looked at him with a graceful smile: "Your Highness, this is the honor of Nian Chu. ”

At the same time, Mo Qingning had just come out of Old Madam Mo's courtyard, and when he turned around, he ran into Mo Qingning.

"Sister Qingning. Mo Qingying saw that she didn't care about herself, and hurriedly called out.

"What's the matter?" Mo Qingning never turned around, and there was impatience between his eyebrows.

Mo Qingying stared at her back fiercely, her nails almost embedded in the palm of her hand.

The exit was gentle and flattering: "Chang'an has opened a new restaurant, it tastes good, Sister Qingning wants to try it together?"

How did this good Mo Qingying think of inviting her to the restaurant to taste it? It was obvious that the weasel was giving the chicken a New Year's greeting, and she was uneasy and kind.

"No, my sister is a little tired, Sister Ying'er should go by herself. After speaking, he walked away without giving face.

Mo Qingying stared at the back with an ugly face, and the jealousy hidden in her heart came back like a tide.

The things that Mo Qingning had at her fingertips were all things that she couldn't ask for, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince now has a heart for her.

In addition to her appearance and identity, where is she Mo Qingying not as good as her? Why should she be willing to marry that ordinary and obscene Luo Hengyang, she is unwilling!

However, what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered now seemed to be impossible to do, she frowned and thought about a solution.