Chapter Eighty-Five: Honesty and Sincerity

Mo Yichen's words poured into her ears, Su Qianling's heart couldn't help but move slightly, even if she was in the back house, she also knew a little news, before the emperor was in the court, some powerful ministers began to put pressure on the prince, trying to establish a senior position for personal gain, now that the father is back, and the prince has support behind him, these people are a little unbearable.

"I'll be careful, thank you!" Su Qianling turned around, his clear eyes met his gaze, and he was firm and sincere in his gratitude, not polite.

Mo Yichen nodded, as if he remembered something, he took out a dagger as long as a palm from his waist, his hands were forced, the blade was separated from the scabbard, and he saw a white light flashing in the room, and the decoration of the iron hook in front of him was instantly broken, and the blue iron color inside was exposed, with a bit of cold light.

His heart trembled suddenly, and Su Qianling's eyes looked at the sharp blade, with a little surprise on his face.

"This is the Ji blade that Princess Du Yue of the Southern Dynasty carried with her, although it is short, it is the only short blade in the top ten in the weapon ranking, and it is the most suitable for women's self-defense!"

As he spoke, Mo Yichen handed Ji Jian to Su Qianling, and the corners of his lips were torn apart with a touch of gentleness.

Looking down at the delicate dagger, a touch of deep meaning flashed on Su Qianling's face, but he didn't stretch out his hand: "Why did you give me such a valuable thing?" After all, we're still not that acquainted, and I can't take it. ”

Mo Yichen's eyes were gloomy, and his face was obviously heavy, a little more stern: "This is something in a woman's hand, it's useless for me to keep it, and ...... It's rare to meet someone as lonely as me, I hope you can protect yourself! ”

There was a hint of self-deprecation in his voice, and Mo Yichen looked at Su Qianling, and his eyes gradually tightened.

With a flick of his fingertips for no reason, he raised his eyes and crashed into Mo Yijian's eyes, with a sense of oppression between the clear, at a glance, not only did he not see through, but he almost sucked himself in, so it seems that he really looks a little similar.

The words of the Six Princes and Mo Yichen sounded in his mind again, maybe his so-called liking was just the kindness of this kind of thing, right?

"Okay, I'll take it, and you have to take care of yourself."

Taking the Ji blade and holding it in his hand, Su Qianling had a leisurely smile on his face, and there were some words that he didn't need to say.

The stone in her heart suddenly let go with Su Qianling's outstretched hand, and Mo Yichen sighed secretly, his eyes lingering on her face, with a little depth between his eyes.

For a long time, the two looked out of the window side by side, the Haoran exterior shocked people's sight, rushed to the haze in their hearts, and the unprecedented pleasure spread in the bottom of their hearts, without scruples, without vigilance, without hatred.

"I didn't expect you to be the owner of the largest painting corner tower in the imperial capital, and you haven't left anything behind in the perennial battle." Su Qianling retracted his gaze and looked at Mo Yichen, his gaze was calm without a trace of waves.

His deep eyes moved slightly, and he turned his face to look at Su Qianling, his face sank as usual: "In the backyard of the deep house, you just need to know how to take care of yourself, there are some things that you don't need to know more." ”

Su Qianling's face moved slightly, he really didn't know much about Mo Yichen in his previous life, he only knew that he was a brave and warlike general, but he was young but on par with a veteran like his father, and he didn't know anything else, he thought that a military general would definitely not be able to get rid of the word vulgarity, but now that he looks at him, he knows how wrong he is.

"You look down on women?" Su Qianling's face was calm, her voice was as clear as usual, and she couldn't hear any emotion when she asked a question.

"If a woman worries too much, it means that men are useless, and I don't think it's useless."

Mo Yichen looked out the window with a pair of eyes, his face was still as usual, his voice was calm, and there was a bit of firmness between his eyes.

His heart trembled suddenly, although his words were vague, Su Qianling could also hear some of the meaning, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, his hands couldn't help but clasp together, and his eyes looked into the distance, but there was a little flicker.

There was no response for a long time, Mo Yichen sighed secretly and changed the topic: "This elegant room is for you to come down, you can come at any time, no one will disturb you, except for me." ”

It seemed that the explanation had already been explained, and Mo Yichen's gaze stayed on Su Qianling's face for a long time before turning away leisurely, and at the same time, he also turned around and walked towards the door.

The body was stunned, and he turned his face to look at Mo Yijian, he had already turned around and walked out, his chest was blocked with what he wanted to say, and he hesitated until he pushed the door out and couldn't speak.

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

Zhihua and Mo Zi hurriedly entered the house the moment they saw Mo Yichen go out, and the two of them looked anxious and worried, looking at Su Qianling intact, and their hanging hearts fell down with a "poof".

The two hurriedly walked towards Su Qianling, looked up and down, and still didn't feel at ease on their faces.

"This Mo Shizi is really terrifying, few people dare to look at him on weekdays, he has a cold face all day long, and he can freeze people to death when he speaks! Miss, he didn't hurt you, did he? Mozi muttered, his brows furrowed.

Listening to Mo Zi's words, Su Qianling pulled out a shallow smile on his face, outsiders passed Mo Yichen very mysteriously, what to retreat three thousand troops, what to slap the horse of the enemy general to death with one palm with his bare hands, in short, it was amazing, unbelievable, and even more ridiculous to see him let go of dozens of captive beauties, and spread that he was good at Longyang!

Thinking of this, Su Qianling couldn't help but sigh secretly, although she hadn't learned that kind of situation, but in her heart, Mo Yichen seemed to be far from these rumors, and there was still a faint fragrance of his bamboo on her arm, which was not as rich as a flower, but it was refreshing.

Painting the corner of the courtyard outside the street crossing, tomorrow anxious back and forth stamping back and forth in circles, the master has always been punctual, now a cup of tea has passed, why hasn't it come out, if this is over, the six princes can't wait to send someone out, then it will be troublesome!

Tomorrow was thinking about it, when his eyes lit up, Mo Yijian's figure appeared at the door, and suddenly his face was full of joy, and he greeted him: "My lord, you can be regarded as coming, the sixth prince has already sent someone to urge him several times!" ”

Mo Yichen glanced at Tomorrow with a tight face, reached out to take the reins, didn't have time to think about it, turned over and got on the horse, the horse whip in his hand was thrown on Tuoye's buttocks, and with a long neigh, one person and one horse ran up like a take-off.

After a noisy day, the old lady was full of praise for eating the Hualien crisp brought by Su Qianling, and couldn't help but reward a few more golden nudes in her heart, Su Qianling didn't shirk it, the old lady gave her and continued, and from time to time she was flattering and obediently making the old lady laugh, which she learned from Su Qianying, but it was a little more sincere than her.

Huashang Temple.

After a busy day, the petal bath with flower essential oil seems to wash away the dust of the day, and the whole body is a little relaxed and a little more lazy.

After changing her clothes, Su Qianling leaned lazily on the soft couch, still holding a book in her hand as usual, but she couldn't read a word, raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the snacks on the table, her brows frowned slightly, and she just wanted to let Zhihua withdraw, but found that it was not the cloud cake before, but the Hualien cake that she had waited for a long time to buy from the corner building today.

Reach out and twist a piece and put it in your mouth, the entrance is a crisp feeling jumping on the tip of the tongue, chewing carefully, the mellow taste instantly spreads between the lips and teeth, such a snack can be described as the ultimate, no wonder the things in the corner tower are expensive but still in short supply!

As if remembering something, Su Qianling put down the book in his hand, got up from the soft couch, walked to the cabinet, opened the door, Ji Jian quietly placed it in it, reached out and took it out, touching the coldness of Cambridge between them, and his heart moved leisurely.

With both hands, the blade came out of the shell, and a faint light flashed in the moonlight, absorbing the coldness of the moon, and slightly emitting a cold glow, which made people's hearts tremble slightly.

"It's rare to meet someone as lonely and cold as me, I hope you can protect yourself!"

Mo Yijian's words vaguely sounded in her ears, her face moved slightly, her thoughts turned to her previous life again, the hand holding Ji Jian suddenly exerted force, and the hatred that did not cover her entire chest once again, like the painful scratching and struggling of the ghost claws in the corpse dissolving pool in the eighteenth layer of hell, thrilling! Blending with the darkness of the night, there is a bit more terrifying coldness.

"What! You gave the Ji blade to that ugly girl! ”

In the Six Princes' Mansion, when he heard that Mo Yichen gave Ji Blade to Su Qianling, the Six Princes suddenly exploded, he thought about it for two months, and after only a few days, he actually gave that ugly girl!

"That's what women use, what are you going to do?"

Mo Yichen was holding a cup of tea in his hand, and his killing aura faded away between his gestures, and he was gentle and elegant, revealing a natural temperament.

Looking at the expression on the face of the six princes, they have grown up together since childhood, and they have long been familiar with this cousin's temperament, don't look at his cold appearance on the outside, in fact, he is just a stunned boy.

"Me!"

The sixth prince was asked by Mo Yichen, and paused for a while, of course he couldn't say that in order to please his Meiji, he was stunned for a moment before answering, but his tone had been suppressed, and he had no confidence: "I like to collect, can't I?" You used to keep all the good things for me, but now that ugly girl, you don't give me anything! ”

If it doesn't work, the six princes will come to the soft ones, and even if he spills and cheats, no one will see it, and his face instantly brings a little grievance, saying that women have changed their faces like flipping books, and the six princes have caught up with the change of line!

Slanted at the six princes, the expression on Mo Yichen's face remained unchanged, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but pick: "If it's a collection, Ji Jian can't compare to Chiyan!" ”

Hearing the word "Chiyan", the eyes of the six princes suddenly lit up, although there were a lot of rare treasures in his arsenal, but it was rare to see a sword like Chiyan that ranked in the top five in the weapon spectrum!

"Do you really want to give it to me?"

In addition to the excitement, the sixth prince was a little more unconfident on his face, peeking at the look on Mo Yichen's face, secretly thinking in his heart.

"Naturally, you want to do things for me!"

The cup in his hand was placed on the table, and Mo Yichen had a touch of deep meaning on his face, and his eyes looked at the six princes, making him tremble involuntarily.

Really! He's never made a loss-making deal! The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and the sixth prince's face suddenly darkened, looking at Mo Yichen's expression, he couldn't guess what he was going to do, but his heart jumped up.