Chapter 19 is confusing

"Your Majesty, are you interested in these things?" Murong Mo stood beside Mo Qingqing and pursed his lips.

Mo Qingqing looked at all kinds of gadgets on the stall with interest, like a child.

Mo Qingqing glanced at her, pinched a phoenix tail hairpin with a woman's belt and inserted it into his hair at lightning speed, saying, "Master Murong, it's quite good-looking, it's not inferior to a woman at all." ”

Regarding Mo Qingqing's teasing, Murong Mo calmly took down the hairpin that was crookedly inserted on his head, his eyes flashed with anger, Mo Qingqing rolled his eyes, what did he dare to do on the street?

With a secret smile in her heart, she pointed to the hairpin in his hand and said, "Pay for it." ”

Dare to laugh at her for being naïve, hum.

His face is slightly ugly, a big man holding a woman's things in his hand, what will the people on the side think, although this guy doesn't mind others looking at him, but people all over the street look at him, he will still get hairy.

Mo Qingqing really doesn't care about anything!

Murong Mo's face darkened by half.

As soon as she spoke, she didn't know where she was going.

Murong Mo regretted it, and Mo Qingqing also regretted it, his brain was really useless, wasn't it? would actually agree to this Murong Mo, who has a small belly and can't even stuff ants, to accompany her, no, no, she must have been fascinated by his beauty.

She is a generation of Ming Jun, and beauty and everything are floating clouds.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking?" Murong Mo peeled back the crowd.

She turned her head mechanically, although she usually knew that her Mo Murong Taifu was a beautiful man, but under normal circumstances, she would not stare directly at other people's faces, today is a special situation, Mo Qingqing turned her head, and a face comparable to Zou Ji came into her eyes, Mo Qingqing's nose was hot, and she was a little red when she reached out and touched it.

"......" Murong Mo ...... That's how it happened.

"I ate a root of ginseng yesterday, maybe it's too supplementative, and I haven't recovered yet." Mo Qingqing smiled, turned his head and tried not to look at this beautiful figure like an immortal.

"Oh." Murong Mo didn't think about it in other ways, although he felt that it was unrealistic, how could anyone gnaw ginseng in summer, isn't this death?

But looking at Mo Qingqing's stupid appearance, maybe he will really eat it.

"Do you want to kill people by eating ginseng in summer?"

Mo Qingqing's face flushed, she forgot that she should not eat anything in summer.

silently glanced at Murong Mo again, she was the emperor and she was so arrogant.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and a short dagger in Murong Mo's hand fell out of his sleeve, and the handle of the knife fell accurately into the palm of his hand.

"Murong Mo, did you buy that thing I just gave you?" Mo Qingqing suddenly turned around, and a pair of white and tender hands stretched out.

"Huh?" Murong Mo's hand shook, and the dagger almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, even if he slapped it inside, he slapped the dagger back into his sleeve.

He took out from his pocket a small hairpin as thick as a bean sprout, which was made of copper and shone like gold.

She sighed, and a woman walked past her, wearing a floor-length skirt that made her inexplicably feel a trace of envy.

"Murong Mo, let's go." Her interest was dim, and she stuffed the hairpin back into her pocket without leaving a trace.

"Yes." Murong Mo didn't notice it at all, he winked at a small guy on the side.

As soon as the basket in the little girl's hand was put down, he nodded and left.

"Keep up, Murong Mo, is your leg broken!" Mo Qingqing walked a few steps and turned around and urged.

Murong Mo snorted, the dagger in his hand slipped out again, and this time he pinched the hilt of the knife and said, "Your Majesty, should we go back to the palace." ”

Mo Qingqing was even more depressed, who said that he was going back to the palace, he would be abused by this guy when he returned to the palace.

"Don't." Mo Qingqing didn't reply, "It's still early." ”

In her heart, she muttered: Don't pull him out if she knew she would have died.

She felt that Murong Mo was her nemesis in her life.

"Your Majesty, it's not early, and if you don't go back, you won't be able to catch up for dinner."

"Alright, alright." Mo Qingqing waved his hand, "Let's go, if you don't go, you will continue to bother me like this, I am not clear for a moment now." ”

Along a small road, this is a relatively sparsely populated path specially picked by Murong Mo, and you can only see a few people rushing back and forth, but Mo Qingqing doesn't care, jumping up and down doesn't look like an emperor at all.

His dagger had already stretched out, ready to give a knife to the person in front of him, saying that it was a coincidence, Mo Qingqing shouted and turned around and said, "Murong Mo, what should you do if you suddenly arrive in a place where you don't even know what it is?" ”

"Huh?" Murong Mo put back the dagger again, and his face twitched, "Your Majesty, Weichen doesn't understand what the emperor means." ”

"Alas......" Mo Qingqing swept the hairpin in his hand and threw it into the distance, "What's the use of it?" ”

Mo Qingqing's abnormal behavior made him feel strange, she looked depressed, not like just now, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on her lonely face, and the sparkle in her eyes was also exhausted.

Eyebrows blinked slightly, Murong Mo's eyes were in a trance, she, is this her?

The warm name in my heart was remembered again, and the face that captivated the country and the city also came to mind again, and the day of farewell seemed to be back to yesterday.

Poetry ......

His heart softened into a marshmallow, and he never imagined that he would give up the murderous intent in his heart for a similar look.

As soon as his heart hurt, the dagger was thrown away by him casually, and he stared intently at Mo Qingqing's back all the way, hoping to find something.

Mo Qingqing didn't know why the cold hairs on his body stood on root along the way.

After returning to the villa, Murong Mo went to a small courtyard on the far left of the villa, and in the middle of the courtyard was a wooden house made of sandalwood.

"Who is he?" Murong Mo said to a person who was being treated to him, no, it should be questioned.

"Hehe," the mellow male voice said, "Lord Murong Taifu, don't ask so much, Lord Murong you will know in the future, don't forget the transaction between us." ”

"You're just a prime minister with no real power," there was a hint of anger in Murong Mo's eyes, "I just want to know who she really is." ”

The prime minister snapped his fingers, and a eunuch walked up, and he whispered a few words to the eunuch before turning around: "You also know what happened next week, next week is the emperor's birthday, and this opportunity must be grasped well." ”

"You don't have the right to command me." Murong Mo snorted lightly, "Even if I don't have you, I can still find out." ”

"Then you can try it......"

To be continued......