Jun Mo Xi returned to the palace of the prince and ordered the black medicine to bathe in water, faded a sweaty shirt, Jun Mo Xi comfortably soaked in the bath tub, the summer was hot, Jun Mo Xi stepped out of the bathroom, walking barefoot on the carpet, a white hair was still dripping with a little water stains, and a snow-white middle coat covered the body.

The butterfly-like eyelashes were faintly stained with water droplets, and the pink red lips were particularly tempting, Jun Mo regretted that he had just turned around and went to the inner room, and at a glance he saw the iron-masked man, dressed in black, lying on his soft couch, playing with the silver cup he had changed not long ago.

The pair of waveless eyes under the mask, just like this, looked at Jun Moxi blatantly under the daylight, and the thin lips hooked made Jun Moxi faintly feel a taste of playfulness.

"What are you doing again?" Jun Moxi turned his eyes very calmly, reached out and took the coat on the screen and put on his petite body, although she is only fourteen years old now, but she still knows the defense of men and women in her bones, maybe this so-called prevention is not of much use to this uninvited man.

"Today's ......" A deep voice sounded in his ears, and Jun Moxi's nose was surrounded by the smell of the strong sun, strong and domineering, just like what he had smelled before, and he could see the cold iron mask covering his cheeks when he turned his head slightly.

"I was amazed by your watch today." The iron-masked man approached Jun Moxi, the distance between the two was only half an arm's width apart, this feeling of uncontrollable oppression made Jun Moxi shrink back in some panic, this small action made the iron-masked man frown a little uncomfortably.

"You hate me?" He reached out and gently clasped Jun Moxi's chin, Jun Moxi was forced to raise his head, and looked at the man with a pair of cold black eyes in front of him in amazement, the warm touch from his chin made Jun Moxi's cold skin seem to be suddenly burned, and his heart trembled.

"It's rude." Jun Mo Xi moved slightly, broke free from his jaw, lowered his eyes, suppressed the inexplicable beating of his heart, and when he raised his eyes again, he was already calm.

"Hehe......" The iron-masked man laughed meaninglessly, not caring that Jun Moxi shook off his hand, quietly stared at Jun Moxi's unfazed eyes and said, "I don't like you to disguise yourself, it's too fake." ”

Jun Moxi's pupils shrank slightly, and her slender fingers suddenly clenched, looking at the iron-masked man's exposed pair of deep black eyes, the surging love in them was something Jun Moxi couldn't understand, probably she didn't want to understand.

"It's a joke." Jun Mo Xi bent the corners of his mouth, took a step back and turned around and walked towards the bed, the obviously petite body, but it was like a high mountain on his back, and the pride and unyielding of his straight and upright waist made the iron-masked man narrow his eyes slightly.

When the palace banquet was about to begin, Jun Mo regretted that he had already changed into palace clothes, stood by the lotus pond in a daze, looking at the lotus flowers in the pond, she remembered that this lotus was the favorite flower of her father during his lifetime, and after the death of his father in the previous life, she transplanted the lotus flowers in the pond into the cold palace courtyard because Qin Muyu did not like a word, and never looked at it again until it was exhausted.

"His Royal Highness the Prince likes this lotus?" A clear and hoarse voice came from behind him, Jun Mo Xi turned around and looked at it with a slight pause, watching Long Teng come slowly in a purple-gold robe.

"See the King of the Northern Cold." A group of palace maids and guards knelt on the ground and saluted, Long Teng waved his hand to disperse everyone into the distance, and stepped to Jun Moxi's side, Long Teng's tall appearance is really not a good match for Jun Moxi's petite body, but it is strange and pleasing to the eye.

"The King of the Northern Cold also likes lotus flowers?" Jun Mo Xi bent his knees slightly, which can be regarded as a meeting gift.

"I don't like it." Unexpectedly, Long Teng glanced at the lotus flower in the pool with disgust and moved his gaze to Jun Moxi's face, as if to express that he liked it more than the lotus flower, and this expression made Jun Moxi raise his eyebrows unexpectedly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"The ancients often said that a gentleman only loves lotus." Jun Mo Xi said with a slight pause, looking sideways at Long Teng.

"I'm not a gentleman." Long Teng's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the corners of Jun Moxi's mouth hooked up with a smile, Jun Moxi was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect to see Long Teng's unusually pure smile in this situation.

"Participate in His Royal Highness the Prince, the King of the Northern Cold." A gentle and elegant voice sounded, Jun Mo Xi retracted his gaze looking at Long Teng, turned his head sideways to look, Jun Xiruo was dressed in white and bent his knees to bow to Jun Mo Xi and Long Teng, this kind of appearance can not see the wolf posture in today's daytime at all.

The smile at the corner of Jun Moxi's mouth deepened, and his black eyes became deeper and deeper, it seems that Jun Moxi underestimated Jun Xiruo, and she could adjust the humiliation in one day.

"Your Highness, the minister is here to confess his sins, and I ask His Highness to punish him." Jun Xiruo leaned over and knelt on the ground, and the voice of kneeling down was so harsh, as if he was deliberately expressing something.

"Where is the imperial sister talking about, what is the imperial sister's crime?" Jun Mo Xi frowned a little embarrassed, and there was a sense of concern between these words, but he looked at Jun Xiruo kneeling on the bluestone floor tiles like this, but he didn't mean to tell Jun Xiruo to get up.

Long Teng on the side glanced at Jun Moxi slightly, looking at Jun Moxi's face without the slightest hint of concern revealed in his tone, his eyes flickered slightly, and he continued to look without saying a word.

"The minister lost etiquette at the palace banquet, which disgraced the Hanyang royal family, and I hope His Royal Highness will punish him!" Jun Xiruo bit his lip lightly as he spoke, and the appearance of being so aggrieved that he was about to cry was particularly pitiful.

Jun Moxi looked at Jun Xiruo without saying a word, Jun Xiruo tried his best to control the atmosphere but because he didn't wait for Jun Moxi's next words, and there was a faint feeling of collapse, as time moved quietly, this feeling became more and more uncomfortable, and Jun Xiruo, who had been kneeling, also felt the stinging pain in his knee becoming more and more uncomfortable.

"How dare this palace punish the imperial sister?" After a long time, Jun Moxi finally spoke, the tone seemed to have been brewing for a long time, and there was a faint sense of sadness and unbearable, Jun Xiruo looked up at Jun Moxi, and touched Jun Moxi's still usual face was slightly stunned.

"The imperial sister is the sister of the palace, this palace banquet must be someone secretly framing the imperial sister, how can the palace punish the imperial sister so hastily? Since it is to find out the truth and return the royal sister to an innocence! Jun Mo regretted that he was extremely firm in saying this, but he succeeded in making Jun Xiruo's face pale in an instant.