Chapter 137: Hear

The first chapter of the new article, I didn't decide whether to write it, I tried the water first, and I haven't sent it yet~ I don't want to skip it, and when I want to see it, I don't wake up, I find that everything I see is red, and my body is still shaking, which seems to be a picture of returning to my mother's belly overnight, which scared her to stand up.

Bang!

His head was hit hard, Mo Qing sat back, staring at the Venus on the red background and rubbing his head, Mother's belly is a little hard?

This rubbing, touching the smoothness of things Cheng dù is simply the only one to see in her life, she tore it off, and her eyes were cheerful, this is a boxy ...... Sedan chair?

Mo Qing was shocked by this cognition, blinked his eyes dryly, looked down at the red handkerchief in his hand, and fell into contemplation in regular shaking.

As a conscientious tour guide, I just took my group to enjoy the scenery of Mount Tai with a lotus flower, and then ...... Mo Qing shook his head, a white light flashed in his head, and then what happened?

How could you sit in a sedan chair inexplicably?

She racked her brains to reminisce but couldn't recall any pictures, this feeling is like throwing resumes into the sea of recruitment but not stirring up a little wave, it is really very powerless and uneasy!

Mo Qingzheng was nervous, and suddenly heard a loud, hundred-turn male duck voice, "Fall~~Sedan~!"

She shuddered, and thought the sound was really refreshing.

The palanquin fell steadily, and a pale, chubby hand reached in, and then poked out a large head like a movie in slow motion.

Delin's expression froze with a smile, and he said in a trembling voice: "Oh, my little master!

How did you remove the hijab?

This is the only honor in the palace!

Mo Qing hadn't replied to what this chubby little white face meant, but his subordinates quickly threw the red handkerchief back to him, rubbing the goosebumps on his arm and said in his heart as long as he stopped talking.

Delin looked at the person sitting in the sedan chair with a slight surprise, didn't the rumor say that the eldest lady of the prime minister's family was very arrogant and spicy?

This is the first time to bathe the emperor's grace, not to make trouble for a long time to wear a happy service to sleep, this time out to pick up the sedan chair, he is ready to be scolded, I didn't expect people to say a word along the way.

I was puzzled, but I said respectfully on my face: "The slave helped you to the main hall, let's wait first, and the emperor will come after approving the fold."

It was as if Thor was wielding a sledgehammer and slamming it down on her head, Mo Qing felt that this thunder was so loud!

was carried to the bed by two people like an old lady crossing the road, his hand touched the fabric smoother than her red handkerchief, and then touched two handfuls like oil, Mo Qing's brain cleared up.

This is... Crossing, right?

yes, yes!

The fat white face still said that the emperor or something, could it be that he was dressed as a concubine?

She couldn't wait to tear off the red veil and knock obediently!

Sure enough, it was the palace, Mo Qing reached out and touched his chin, making sure that he did not leave Harazi in front of the palatial dormitory before continuing to search for the target.

Got it!

She jumped over, although the dim yellow of the bronze mirror is not as clear as the modern glass mirror, Mo Qing still found at a glance the iceberg beauty in the mirror with super good proportions, the beauty is the beauty, even if the eyes shine, it can't destroy the temperament of the body, she shook her head and sighed, "What a kaolin flower~" was throwing her eyes at the mirror with her hands on her waist, and suddenly there was a familiar, a male duck voice that turned a thousand times.

"The Emperor Drives ~ To ~"