Mo Ling looked at the two Xiaohua with sharp eyes, and said without mercy. Anyway, it's going to be torn early and late, so it's better to tear it directly now.

She was so annoyed by the two little flowers that she couldn't get angry as long as she saw those two faces. Every day, he looks like he is being bullied by others, who can he show it!

Ling Qian and the others were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly knelt down and cried: "County Lord, I didn't mean that, you misunderstood! We can't afford this great crime of contempt for the emperor!"

"yes, County Lord, we didn't mean that!"

Mo Ling was annoyed by this earth-shattering cry, and directly waved his hand and said, "Okay, why are you doing this! I don't know what kind of torture this county lord is performing!"

dropped this sentence and walked out directly past the two of them.

The two little flowers are gone, and only the two of them are left in the main hall. got up directly and wiped his face, Chu Chu was pitiful, there was only endless cruelty on his face.

Looking at the back of Mo Ling's eyes, it was extremely ruthless, as if it had been quenched with poison.

After a while, he raised his feet to catch up with Mo Ling, and followed behind with a weak and deceitful appearance.

Mo Ling directly ignored it, walked out of the mansion gate, and got directly into the luxurious carriage of the Mo Wang's Mansion.

The two Xiaohua saw such a luxurious carriage, and then looked at their own shabby carriage, and their eyes were full of jealousy.

"Qi'er, have you all been ordered?" Ling Qian asked as she sat in the carriage with a blank face.

"Yes, sister, don't worry, you will definitely ruin the little slut today! Just let her be crazy for a while, and wait to see if she is still crazy!" Ling Qi sneered in his tone.

"Yes, but don't forget your father's teachings. Ling Qian said.

"Yes sister!" Ling Qi bowed her head in response, hatred crossed her eyes.

After returning home from the Prime Minister's Mansion that day, he and his sister were beaten by their father, and they still have bruises on their bodies.

My father was very heavy that day and said a lot of ugly things. She hated him in her heart, hated his ruthlessness and viciousness, how could she be his daughter so heavy-handed.

From that day on, my father taught them harshly, teaching them how to use means to get what they wanted. In fact, she knew very well that it was just her father who used them to get what her father wanted.

But she and her sister couldn't help but listen, if they didn't do well, the only thing waiting for them was a beating.

That is, from that day on, she and her sister hated Mo Ling even more. Why is the little slut pampered in all kinds of ways as soon as she is born! She has everything, the face of the city, the endless glory, and the spoiling of the elders.

But what about her sister and her sister? Only one father beat them up.

Who is to blame? No one is to blame, only to blame them for not being ruthless enough, as long as they are ruthless enough, hehe, don't they have everything?

Ling Qi thought of what was going to happen today, and there was a touch of ruthlessness in her eyes, she was looking forward to today's big drama...

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Mo Ling, who was sitting in the luxury carriage, her eyelids jumped, she always felt that something was going to happen today. Her instincts told her that it had something to do with the two little flowers.

Today, the two little flowers looked at her, and there was cruelty in the depths of their eyes, and they longed for her to die. Although it was well hidden, she still caught it.

The two Xiaohua also hated Mo Ling before, but they were just jealous. But when she walked out of the main hall today, she looked at her back with two eyes, and it became as fierce as quenching poison, making it difficult for her to ignore it.

Mo Ling raised her eyebrows, thinking that the two Xiaohua must have arranged some "surprise" for her today, heh, she was looking forward to it...

With the psychology of the soldiers coming to block the water and cover the earth, Mo Ling nested on the cushion and took a nap, eating the fruit handed by Zhu'er, with a leisurely face.

After about a quarter of an hour's drive, the carriage stopped, and the little maid told Mo Ling that the front was too congested, and the carriage could not pass, so she could only ask her to walk.

Mo Ling sat up, and a noisy voice was already heard in his ears. Mo Ling lifted the curtain and took a look, only to see that the street was densely packed with human heads.

Mo Ling suddenly felt that one head and two were big, she didn't want to go down, she was afraid that her small body would be squeezed flat.

But it's no wonder that there are many people, this poetry will be a strange heavenly country, an annual event, and His Majesty the Emperor will come to the scene in person. This good opportunity is an opportunity for many talents, if you have knowledge and can be appreciated by the emperor, it will be a step to the sky.

Talented people want to ascend to the sky in one step, the people want to see the emperor, and some talented people from other countries have heard the charm of the poetry and literature club, so they have traveled thousands of miles to come to the strange kingdom to see the strange style.

One can imagine how many people there should be in this poetry club.

Mo Ling learned from the memory of the original owner that this poetry society would be held for a total of five days, and talented people from all walks of life would gather to meet friends with poetry.

In the words of Mo Ling, it is nothing more than the personal PK battle of talented men and women. Give you the whole big stage, you can you up, unconvinced people come to challenge you, you have to give them all to the whole no bibi.

Until no one challenges you, you win. There will also be a reward for the winner. If your talent is really good, the emperor will take a fancy to you, and then you will ascend to the sky.

The original owner had never been to the Poetry Society, and in his memory he only knew that the poetry would be lively, but he didn't know that there would be so many people in the poetry.

Mo Ling regretted it, if she wanted to wash away her naughty and willful reputation, she could change to another way!

Just about to tell the little girl to go back to the palace, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the two little flowers getting out of the carriage and walking towards her.

The two of them have a gentle smile on their faces, the soles of their feet are full of lotus, their bodies are dignified and generous, graceful and graceful, and they are all beautiful and beautiful.

In addition, the two little flowers deliberately dressed up, and they were even a little beautiful. The man on the side instantly focused his eyes on the two of them. The two little flowers enjoyed the gaze of being watched, and the smile on their faces was even stronger.

The two of them walked to the Moling carriage and said softly: "County Lord, the poetry meeting is about to start, let's go quickly." ”

Ling Qian deliberately increased the word "county lord", and successfully made the onlookers focus their attention on the carriage.

After a while, there was a discussion in the crowd.

"This is the carriage of the Lord of Leping, and the Lord of Leping also came to the Poetry Society today?" said a man in surprise.

"Didn't you hear that girl call the county lord! Who dares to pretend to be the county lord of Leping! However, today is really lucky to be able to see the county lord of Leping!" a man said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, this Leping County Lord rarely appears, and I heard that he is a stunning beauty. ”

"What's the use of being stunning, how did I hear that this Leping County Lord is a naughty and mischievous person!"

"Yes, I also heard that this Leping County Lord doesn't know how to learn!

"It shouldn't be! King Mo is rich in five cars, Princess Mo was a talented woman in Kyoto before she left the cabinet, this Leping County Lord should not be illiterate!"

"I've heard that this Leping County Lord is ugly-looking, not stunning at all!"

"Ahh Probably not."

"But the county lord lifted a small horn, and he couldn't see his face!"

“......”

“......”

For a while, the scene was extremely noisy, with different opinions, and everything was said.

Mo Ling heard it full of black lines, it seems that she can't go, it's all blamed on Xiao Baihua, it's okay to call her dry hair!

Since you can't go, you can go out, just abusing the two little flowers.

The people were still talking, and suddenly saw the curtain of the carriage lifted, and a girl in red stepped on the pedal and got out of the carriage. After seeing the figure of the woman in red clearly, everyone collectively shut up and gasped.

I saw the girl in front of me dressed in red, her hair tied with a red ribbon, and her dress was simple and bright. A pair of peach blossom eyes are flowing with countless styles. Although she wears a veil, it is not difficult to see that she is definitely a beauty just by virtue of her noble and extraordinary temperament.

The two Xiaohua looked at the crowd, looking at Mo Ling with amazement in their eyes, and their faces became a little ugly.

Reorganizing her emotions, Ling Qian said, "County Lord, it's time for us to go, the poetry meeting is about to start." ”

Mo Ling didn't want to talk to Xiaohua more, so he nodded to indicate that he knew.

Everyone came back to their senses, and after learning that this young man was really the lord of Leping, their eyes became extremely respectful, but they did not salute.

I remember that the first first first emperor, and once ordered that in addition to the emperor at the poetry and literature meeting, the people did not need to bow down to the royal family.

Mo Ling thought, first first first first emperor must be afraid of causing chaos. There are so many people, if you see a person from the royal family and salute, then the poetry meeting should not be held, and it will be better to kneel down to the royal family meeting.

Mo Ling gave a thumbs up to the first first emperor in the bottom of her heart, what a wise move! Otherwise, so many people knelt down on her collectively, she was afraid that she would lose her life!

Mo Ling raised his feet, put on the posture of the county lord, and walked with thousands of demeanors, and the crowd automatically opened a way.

Everyone looked at Mo Ling's majestic and dignified body, and thought in their hearts, which damn one said it, the lord of Leping County is naughty! Look at this noble temperament, look at this majestic posture, is the naughty egg like this!

The two Xiaohua saw that everyone was so respectful to Mo Ling, and jealousy surged in their hearts. Unwillingly, they thought that one day they would pull the little slut into the quagmire and be blamed by thousands of people!

His face did show a weak look, and he said to Mo Ling: "County Lord, this poem will be so lively!

Mo Ling said "En". Xiaohua continued: "County Lord, did Ling Qian do something wrong to make you angry? You weren't like this before!"

Ling Qian asked the doubts in her heart, thinking about the changes of the little slut in the past few days, she felt like a different person.

Mo Ling raised two middle fingers in his heart, if he wants to pay back his face, he doesn't want to pay attention to her, he has to stick it with a dead face!

"In the past, when I was ignorant, I would inevitably be deceived by some black-hearted people, but people, there will always be a day when I grow up, and I can see some things clearly, so my temperament will naturally change. Hey, I didn't say you two, don't cry again, make me bully the big. Mo Ling said sarcastically.

The two Xiaohua's faces turned pale after hearing this, and they didn't dare to take the initiative to find words, but they scolded Mo Ling thousands of times in their hearts.

The place where the poetry festival is held, in the largest square in Kyoto, Moling walks through this street, and has to walk one street to reach the square.

Then Mo Ling began to scold her mother, it was too much of a crowd! Just now, the people on the street knew her identity and automatically opened the way. But the people of this street don't know her identity!

The people on the street were stunned when they saw a girl dressed in red and wearing a red veil, what a temperamental girl.

Out of curiosity, I want to lift the veil and get a glimpse of what lies beneath it. But it's not good to pick it up directly, so I can only lean towards Mo Ling, thinking of an accidental collision and touching the veil off.

As a result, the already crowded streets became even more chaotic because of the arrival of the Mo Ling, and the surroundings of the Mo Ling were always particularly crowded.

On the contrary, there is still some space around the two little flowers. Seeing Mo Ling being squeezed in the middle of the crowd, the two Xiaohua smiled unceremoniously. Well deserved!

Raised his feet and walked towards the square, without the slightest intention of helping Mo Ling out of the siege.

Zhu'er tried her best to eat, and finally squeezed to Mo Ling's side, looked at Mo Ling who was surrounded, and shouted: "This is the lord of Leping, don't squeeze it!"

The streets are full of people, and pedestrians can hear the shouts of Zhu'er. Even if the pedestrians who are close hear it, it is only when there is an auditory hallucination, and the county lord of Leping can learn from the future poetry and literature society, it is impossible to be the county lord.

Mo Ling wanted to cry without tears in his heart, Nima! I knew that I wouldn't come, I came here to dry my hair! I was squeezed so that my chest was almost gone!

Di Tianjue stood on the second floor of a restaurant, thinking about when the girl would come?

The cold eyes casually glanced down the street, and when he saw a girl in red who was squeezed in the middle of the crowd, he took a second look. Because the girl in red is about the same age as his girl.

Thinking of Mo Ling, a smile appeared in Di Tian's eyes. Just as he was about to see when his girl came, the girl in red turned her head and suddenly saw a pair of familiar peach blossom eyes.

Emperor Tianjue saw Mo Ling's big smart eyes, full of sadness that he had seen through life, and his heart was a little funny and a little distressed.

Luck flew downstairs, grabbed Mo Ling's arm and brought it out, picked it up horizontally, and landed on the second floor.

Mo Ling felt like he was in the air and fell into an embrace. The embrace was a little familiar, smelling a familiar sandalwood, Mo Ling wailed in his heart, it won't be the emperor!

When I looked up, I saw a familiar mask. Mo Ling suddenly wanted to find a place to cry, for Mao, she could meet Emperor Tianjue every time she came out, and every time it was a very embarrassing time, but every time it was the iceberg that saved her.

Di Tianjue put down Mo Ling and looked at her, the red clothes were simple and bright, Di Tianjue's eyes flashed with amazement, the girl looks really good in red, buy her more red clothes to wear in the future.

Mo Ling's face was a little embarrassed, and he just wanted to call Di Tianjue's name, but then he thought that he was a woman.

Emperor Chao was blessed and said, "Thank you for the help of the mask boy, the little woman is very grateful." In the future, if there is an opportunity, the little girl will give a banquet to entertain her. ”

When Di Tianjue heard this familiar recipe and familiar taste, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Then with a playful smile in his eyes, he smiled evilly: "There is no need to set up a banquet, how about making a promise?"