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His eyes are slender and charming, and there seems to be a faint pink peach blossom between his smiles, and his eyebrows are like daisies, and a little carmine between his eyebrows makes his whole expression more and more enchanting.

Under the firm nose, red lips and white teeth, a slight smile, all seductive, all charming.

is such a perfect person, but in his previous life, he died tragically under the Mo Han knife......

Jiang Muxue's eyes were complicated, first admiring, and then pity and lamenting, her various expressions of tenderness could naturally be seen clearly.

But he didn't understand, and his eyes were puzzled.

Softly asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?" Oh...... Where is the Princess's going to go so late? ”

"Ahem!" Although she is charming, she is a man, Jiang Muxue feels that it is necessary to train her twice, otherwise, she really doesn't know when she will be killed by the diaphragm.

"Huairou, talk like a man."

When Huairou heard this, her pink face suddenly turned pale and she was at a loss.

Jiang Muxue also understood his reaction.

Huairou is a person from the Jiaofang Division, and that place is a place where three religions and nine streams are mixed. Two years ago, when the fourteen-year-old Fan Yue went to have fun inside, Huairou was being forced to drink by the black girls who were five big and three thick. The appearance of a gangster fights with others, and since then he has accepted Huairou.

I remember that when this stunning "beauty" first came to the house, she was quite favored.

It's just that later, there were more and more stunning colors around Fan Yue, and Huairou slowly leaned back.

However, no matter how Fan Yue snubbed Huairou later, he always followed Fan Yue and never gave up.

Later, Fan Yue went to Fulong and Qin, and Huairou secretly followed behind the team, but was unfortunately discovered and fought back.

Later, Huairou quietly infiltrated Fulong, wanting to assassinate Mo Han and rescue Fan Yue, but whimsically he was killed by Mo Han before he could take out the dagger.

Thinking of this, Jiang Muxue's heart ached, such an infatuated man was very moving.

Before Huairou "cried bitterly", Jiang Muxue made a gesture to stop, "Stop, stop, this palace means that I want to change my taste...... It's good to be a man. ”

Jiang Muxue really couldn't hold back, pinched his face, and suddenly blushed, damn, I have never touched such a smooth face, the key is that the owner of this face is still a man!

As a woman, Jiang Muxue really wanted to find a hole to get into.

When Huairou heard that this was the reason, she was immediately relieved and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, princess, Rourou, oh no, Huairou will definitely do it." ”

The voice was indeed more normal than before, Jiang Muxue nodded.

"That, follow this palace and learn from others." Jiang Muxue dropped a sentence and strode towards Mo Han's room.

Huairou paused, and hurriedly trotted to follow.

In the snow garden in the most remote north courtyard of the princess's mansion, Mo Han lives.

The dark path, sandwiched between the pines and cypresses, and the occasional owl call in the dark sky is particularly eerie.

Five or six male attendants cautiously walked in front with lanterns, looking at the "little yellow birds", Jiang Muxue sighed secretly, such a quiet and secluded place, even if it takes a while to run over, no wonder Mo Han hooked up with Fanxing.

Counting the days, there are still two months before Empress Fanling's fortieth birthday, and Mo Han has only arrived at the princess's mansion not long ago, and Fanxing is still stationed on the frontier, and the two of them have not hooked yet. Catch.

Walking through the pine and cypress, it is the green grass garden, and from a distance, the lights in the ink cold house are still on.

"The princess has arrived! Open the door! ”

When it was about to arrive, Huairou suddenly jumped to the front and showed off her might.

Listening to a movement in the room, Mo Han opened the door himself.

The angular face, the eyes like ice, are really like his name, and there is a cold, cold aura everywhere.

It is normal for Mo Han to have such a cold and indifferent character.

His father was from a humble background, and in Longgong, he naturally had no status. When he was young, he was blinded and humiliated, and when he was just seven years old, he was sent to another country to be a proton.

Thinking of this, Jiang Muxue suddenly put away her thoughts of killing Mo Han.

After all, he is just a weak person now, let her kill such a poor person, Jiang Muxue asked herself if she couldn't do it.

Besides, in the previous life, Fanhuang destroyed the country, and it couldn't all be pushed on Mo Han, if it wasn't for the mediocre enjoyment of the two generations of empresses, how could the country be destroyed?

Regarding the death of Fan Yue, it is inseparable from Mo Han, but Mo Han is not the most directly responsible.

The most responsible for Fan Yue is herself, as well as her mother, Empress Fan Ling.

"Mo Han meets the princess." He knelt straight to greet him, his voice still cold and cold.

"Get up."

Jiang Muxue walked straight into the house.

The lamp on the bookcase is bright, it's so late, and he's still reading at night.

It can be seen that his perseverance and attitude are unswerving.

No matter what you say, diligent study and hard work are the necessary conditions for a qualified king.

Jiang Muxue took a look at it, and it turned out to be a military book.

Mo Han was nervous for a while, he never expected that Princess Fanyue would come over at this time and look through his books.

This is the first time that I have been in the house for three months.

Jiang Muxue didn't look closely, she put away her gaze and looked at Mo Han, he lowered his eyes and looked away.

Jiang Muxue snorted coldly, suddenly stepped forward, took out a dagger, and pressed it against his jaw.

Huairou exclaimed, her face pale.

Mo Han was stunned and overwhelmed, but this emotion only stayed for a moment and quickly disappeared.

sneered: "It seems that the empress of your country really can't help it, and wants to attack me?" ”

"It's not." Jiang Muxue smiled faintly.

"That's why Empress Fulong can't help it!"

"Of course not. Empress Fulong is your mother, how can a mother do something to her child? ”

"Mother?" Mo Han laughed sarcastically, and said sarcastically, "I don't have a mother. ”

"And you jumped out of the rocks?" Jiang Muxue raised her eyebrows, Huairou laughed, and the tense atmosphere in the room relaxed a little.

"......" The corners of Mo Han's mouth moved, and he didn't speak.

Jiang Muxue blew at the dagger blade, and said casually: "Fulong is weak, so I have to bow my head to Fanhuang, not only Fulong, Qiang Yi, and Spirit Snake...... They are all like that. But this is not what you hate. Serving the country, according to your personality, should be honored. You just hate Empress Fulong for not paying attention to you when she was young, and hating other princes and princesses for not treating you as a brother. ”

Hearing this, Mo Han's body trembled violently, and his fists opened and closed.

After a long time, he said coldly: "In this case, why did the princess kill me?" ”

"Because...... It is very likely that one day, your existence will be a threat to the palace and a disaster for the Fanhuang. Jiang Muxue was speechless, but as soon as she finished speaking, Mo Han burst out laughing, "The princess is so high-spirited!" "It's like hearing something really funny.

In his laughter, Jiang Muxue put away the dagger and flicked it twice on the shiny blade, "However, it may be a very interesting thing to have one more strong opponent, and maybe it will be." ”

ps: Thank you for the precious monthly pass that lingers in the purple mist, Mo Da o(n_n)o~~

It's Tanabata, I wish you a happy holiday, and if you are single, find your other half as soon as possible, love you! (To be continued.) )