Yun Jinghua's eyes drooped, and he secretly pondered Zhuge Wuwei's intentions in his heart, and keenly captured a deep smell of gunpowder.

Before this, she was not very sure, but at this moment she suddenly understood that Zhuge Wuwei and Gong Mingye were really at odds, and between them, there was an invisible undercurrent, but there were countless implications between them.

For example, the last time in Yunshang Pavilion, the reason why Zhuge Wuwei cooperated with her and let her do whatever she wanted was indeed to use her hand to suppress the palace night......

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she felt, and the cooler her heart became, she didn't want to be involved in the intrigue of these court magnates, but she helplessly found that she seemed to be in it, and she couldn't help but retreat if she wanted to enter and retreat.

She repents! Just because she couldn't hold her breath for a while, she didn't even think about using Zhuge Wuwei to fight the palace night, and now, where can she quit if she wants to?

Picking up the hat on the side, she got up, and several people didn't know that at that moment, she had already thought about so many things in her mind.

With a smile, she said, "Please lead the way." ”

As soon as she got up, Mo Ziqian also stood up, and said quite heroically: "Brother Zhuge is playing against others, this is a rare event in a century, how can I be without Mo Ziqian?" Walk! I'll go too! ”

As he spoke, he raised his feet and walked out of the cabin, but Aoba frowned and stood still with a look of embarrassment.

Seeing this, he stopped, and his face, which was always smiling, sank. "What? Is my Mo Ziqian ugly and hateful? Or do you think that the status of this son is too low enough to be qualified to see the prime minister of the Tiansheng Dynasty? ”

His tone was slightly cold, and his words with a faint coldness smashed towards Aoba, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and smashed heavily on Aoba's body.

Despise the Son? This is a crime that can kill his head, and if he was smart, he would not joke with his life.

Aoba's heart tightened, knowing that Zhuge Wuwei wanted to see Yun Jinghua alone, and he himself wanted the two to be alone, so as to take this opportunity to cultivate affection, but the current situation could not be thought about by him, nor could he ask for instructions.

Mo Ziqian is a gentle person in the eyes of outsiders, but he knows very well in his heart that this person is the prince of the Hou Mansion, the cousin of the prince, and he has never been a simple person, he can't be provoked.

After thinking about it a few times in the blink of an eye, he lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down on one knee, and knelt down to the second person in the world besides Zhuge Wuwei. "Shizi Mingjian, Aoba doesn't mean that."

On the side, Gong Mingye's eyes narrowed, and a dark light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Mo Ziqian's eyes were slightly lowered and he stared at the people on the ground, and all kinds of calculations also flashed in his heart.

Seeing that Aoba had already bowed his head, he didn't plan to pursue the matter, after all, the person behind Aoba was Zhuge Wuwei, so he said: "You get up, Brother Zhuge is still waiting, let's move faster, otherwise he should be in a hurry." ”

"Xie Shizi!" Qingye got up, walked calmly to Yun Jinghua's vicinity, and raised his hand to invite: "Miss Mulan, please." ”

With a slight bow, Yun Jinghua raised his feet behind him.

If it was ordinary, Mo Ziqian would never walk behind a subordinate, even if that subordinated person was the retinue of Gong Yingye or Zhuge Wuwei. But today, he chose to walk beside Yun Jinghua.

Yu Guang glanced at him, and Yun Jinghua once again affirmed his thoughts.

These court magnates are not ordinary people, and Mo Ziqian, under his gentle and sunny appearance, hides a proud heart as the prince of the Hou Mansion.

Although he is not in the officialdom, he is also proficient in the art of power, and he knows when to raise the shelf and when to rein, and he is by no means a small role that can be manipulated by others, if she does not have the self-knowledge to really treat him as a friend, or hit him with thoughts that should not be, then what awaits her is probably Shura Hell.

In her mind, Mo Ziqian said that she was a friend on the bridge, and she suddenly felt funny, where are so many friends in this world? How could a noble prince take her as a friend? Fortunately, she is not a stupid person, and if she takes such a statement seriously, it will be too late to regret it.

Mo Ziqian naturally didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, and she was thinking about how Zhuge Wuwei could come out to swim in the river so coincidentally, and what kind of person she was in Zhuge Wuwei's heart.

It wasn't until he got out of the cabin that Yun Jinghua found that the two ships were very close to each other, and a deck in the middle was connected. She wondered when the prime minister's "phase boat" approached unnoticed, and she didn't even notice it.

What she didn't know was that the person in charge of monitoring her immediately turned around and flew back to the Xiangfu after tracking her to the stone bridge by the river.

After learning the news that she was in Shiqiao, the prime minister, who was admired by the world, put the book on his lap and ordered like a holy decree: "Aoba, prepare the boat immediately, you can rush over with the prime minister in a stick of incense!" ”

When Aoba got the order, he immediately ordered the Mo family army who was still in Yecheng to prepare the boat like a thunderbolt, and then took his master, who was extremely harsh on their subordinates, to sneak through the back door to avoid the crowd and rush to the boat, lest his master's sweetheart be robbed.

When crossing the deck, Aoba knew that she was not a delicate woman, and such a deck was not a problem for her, so she didn't care about her, but Mo Ziqian thought that she was one of those weak women who had no power to restrain the chicken, and she was afraid of the river under her feet, so he stopped and planned to take her hand across the deck.

She looked at the hand that had been handed her, and then looked at the owner of the hand, and raised a gentle but distant smile. "Mo Gongzi, please first, I'll come by myself."

This scene happened to be seen by Zhuge Wuwei not far away, and a trace of scheming flashed through his heart.

Mo Ziqian was slightly stunned, and the loss instantly crossed her heart, I don't know what her sudden indifference was because of Lu, because he turned a straight face to Aoba just now?

Then he put away his loss and smiled freely. "I'm afraid you won't dare to go to this deck, but I underestimate you, since you said no, then I'll go first."

Seeing that Mo Ziqian had already gone first, Yun Jinghua then raised her heels, because of her kung fu, she could have walked very steadily, as if walking on the ground, but thinking about the dark places around her, she didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at the road, she pretended to stare carefully at the road under her feet, and crossed the deck carefully like an ordinary woman, although she did not shake, but if she looked at it, she could find that she took the second step after standing firm in every step, just an ordinary woman who didn't want others to help her.

Aoba knew that she was hiding her true ability, so she was not surprised, and after resuming her life, she spontaneously stepped aside and waited quietly.

Zhuge Wuwei had long expected that Mo Ziqian would definitely follow, so he was not surprised to see him, but politely called "Mo Shizi".