As soon as he got out of the gate of the palace, Feng Mo Dye got down from the carriage of Ye Xiu Che, going to the Dragon Saint and going back to the Prince's Mansion in a different direction, although it was possible to reach the Dragon Saint through the imperial capital, but there were many people in the city there, not to mention the delay and detour, Feng Mo Dye felt that there was no need to make trouble for Ye Xiu Che because he returned to the house, usually bullying people is bullying, but she can still distinguish some things, so as soon as she got out of the palace, Ye Xiu Che was not in a hurry, he planned to send Feng Mo Dye a ride, but she unexpectedly took the initiative to get off the car without much entanglement, since people have their own plans, Ye Xiu Che will not open her mouth to invite again。

After all, Feng Mo Dye treated him "like that" before, if she didn't get out of the car, Ye Xiu Che would have sent her back directly, but now, there is no need for him to do anything deliberately.

The two of them said goodbye, let's meet again, think about it, even if they don't have a chance, they will still have a chance to meet again, because the identities of the two are there.

In the end, this intersection before parting can be said to be pretty good, at least Ye Xiuche is not afraid of her

It wasn't until he watched Ye Xiuche's carriage disappear from sight that Feng Mo Dye showed his strength, sped up his speed, and quickly shuttled between the trees.

The enchanting red clothes also looked extremely elegant and flamboyant under the extreme speed, and the wind and ink dyeing that had been wanted to stop before entering the capital had to advance the original plan in the middle of the journey.

Since someone has been treating her for a long time, how can she be embarrassed not to give others some face?

At the place where the wind ink dye stopped, on a tall tree not far ahead, there was a person sitting and lying, with his back against the trunk, one long leg bent, one hand on his knees, and the other wantonly fell in the air, this person was wearing an ink-colored brocade shirt embroidered with golden red manzhu sawa, the gauze fabric was light and slippery, and even faintly reflected a faint and dazzling silver light under the sunlight, the hem of the clothes was very long, hanging down, and swaying slightly in the air with the light wind.

This person sat with his back to him, leaving only a good-looking and fairy back, he had a soft ink hair that was almost knee-length, but at this time, under the sunlight, faintly appeared a lilac glow, full of demonic energy, fluttering long hair, unmodified and restrained, so wanton and evil scattered, the breeze blows, wisps fly, permeated in the blue sky

Looking at the fairy scene in front of her, Feng Mo Ran couldn't help but swallow her saliva, she thought that she was not a lustful person, but at this time, she couldn't help but be fascinated by the back of a person she hadn't met yet, was she hallucinating, the one on the tree, was it a human being like her? Or the Nine Heavens Immortal who fell into the mortal dust?

Feng Mo Ran didn't know how to describe his current mood, the person in front of him, the immortal aura that could not be blasphemed, just a back was enough to make everything crazy!

She was in a daze, and the beautiful voice of the person on the tree in front of her suddenly sounded: "Is the back of this son so good-looking?"

Well, the wind and ink stained the words and choked, but at the same time as being choked, I also remembered the beautiful sound line that is difficult to find in this world, evil and lazy, gorgeous, a touch of playfulness is natural, careless, debauched, and the person in front of him is the peerless man with light jade eyes in the palace last night.

This person is so wicked, his face is not revealed, just his voice and back can fascinate people like this, it's a scourge!

Feng Mo Ran didn't reply to that person immediately, and she also felt a little embarrassed, and she even looked at the back of the person directly, but she couldn't be blamed for it.

The man didn't care that his words didn't get a reply, but threw something down, and when he looked at it, it was actually her prince's order! Why was it in his hands! It was good that this thing appeared, and there was no need to worry about looking for it, but I always felt that it was better to lose it in the hands of this person.

"I picked it up by accident. He only said that he had picked it up, but he didn't say what to do with it, whether to return it to her, and his intuition told him that it was definitely not simple, and the other party must know her identity, but what did he mean by this? Is it to return it to Feng Mo Ran, but does she want to pick it up herself? But the man didn't seem to mean to humiliate her

Feng Mo Ran still didn't reply, and slowly walked under the tree, she didn't rush to pick up the prince's order, because she couldn't guess what the other party was thinking.

"That's your thing, it's useless for this son to want it. The demon opened his mouth again, damn it, how could his voice be so good, so good enough to bewitch people's minds.

When Feng Mo Ran heard his voice, he couldn't help but lean down to pick up the prince's order.

It's just that her hand just stretched out to the front, and she didn't even have time to touch it, the prince Ling actually flew up by herself! Bypassing from above her hand, she flew up in a circle arrogantly, as if she was laughing at the wind and ink, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she looked up at the man sitting on the tree teasing her with some shame, she knew that he was the ghost, and she had seen his martial arts and internal strength against the sky yesterday, although it may only be the tip of the iceberg.

"My son only said that this thing is useless, and did not say that he would return it to you. "It's you who thinks too much about yourself.

"Then what are you going to do to give it back to you?" Feng Mo Ran raised her eyebrows, and she knew that it was not so easy.

"Well, a month, how about you serve my son for a month?" the man chuckled and spoke, his bewildering voice with a smile seduced the soul, so that Feng Mo Ran almost couldn't help but be fascinated again, but fortunately she was not an ordinary person.

It's just that what does that mean? Serve him for a month, that's all? If it is taken literally, it is not very excessive, after all, a prince's order is much more important than this, if it is only to take care of him, it is worth it to be his subordinate for a month, it is not impossible, but if, it is not literal

Thinking of this, Feng Mo Ran pursed his lips and said a little shamelessly: "Master doesn't sell his body." ”

When the man heard this, he didn't say anything, just chuckled a few times, the voice was evil and beautiful, and the words were in response to his request, and he was really an interesting person

Today, he knows everything that happened at the coming-of-age ceremony, originally he was not very interested, it was after listening to Huangfu Yanchen's narration, he faintly had a hint of fun with the legendary flower dyeing prince, the days are so boring, anyway, there is nothing to do, why not find some fun for yourself?

As soon as he made the decision to make fun for himself at will, I don't know how many people led by Huangfu Yanchen cried blindly, how could they have such an irresponsible master? They had fun, and they didn't have to deal with all the affairs! The most important thing is that they haven't been exploited and haven't had a holiday!

Obviously, an unreliable person doesn't care what they think at all, and after deciding, they will act quickly, and they will be free and chic after throwing off Huangfu Yanchen