"Well, let's go back."

Mo Lingtian nodded, stood up, patted the bright yellow robe, it was time for him to leave to deal with things.

"Eh, Brother Yuxiao, you just came, did you leave without taking a sip of tea?"

Hearing Mo Yuxiao say that he was leaving, Nangong Feili was anxious, and hurriedly stood up and ran to him and asked anxiously.

"This king is not thirsty."

Mo Yuxiao flashed, half a meter away from Nangong Feili, and the phoenix eyes didn't know where to look, but they didn't look at Nangong Feili.

"Brother Yuxiao, you ......"

"This king went first."

Without waiting for Nangong Feili to finish speaking, Mo Yuxiao immediately turned around and walked out of the 'Kunning Palace' quickly.

He felt uncomfortable staying in the 'Kunning Palace' for a few more moments.

"I'm going to take care of things."

Mo Lingtian also followed Shanren, and he left without mercy.

"Auntie, why is Prince Jing so indifferent to his niece!"

Nangong Feili stomped her feet and asked Nangong Wu pitifully.

"Lord Jing is shy, Li'er just wait."

Nangong Wu smiled faintly, walked up to Nangong Feili, and reached out to stroke her messy black hair.

"Really? Auntie, will Li'er be with Brother Yuxiao soon? ”

The naïve Nangong Feili became excited, and her black eyes seemed to see hope, shiny and shiny, so simple.

"Hmm."

……

"Princess, Nianshuang thinks that it should be Miss Baili to deal with now."

Nianshuang sat on the edge of the bed and said while fanning his fan.

After thinking about it with Qiao Jinyou for so long, she still felt that she should deal with Baili Ruiying.

"Oh? How so? ”

Qiao Jin lazily leaned on the edge of the bed and knocked melon seeds, raised her eyebrows.

"Princess, Lord An Ning is very simple, and a smiling tiger like Miss Baili is very scheming."

Rarely, early summer put down his herbs, moved a stool, and sat in front of the bed.

"Well, Chu Xia is right, so yes, princess, the main thing now is to capture Miss Baili!"

Nian Shuangdian dotted his small head, and was diligent and authentic.

"Hmm... You have some point, okay, let's start planning now. ”

Qiao Jinyou sprinkled melon seeds, took a bunch of grapes, and threw them into his mouth one by one.

Her hair flicked as she moved, and her stomach throbbed slightly.

"Miss Baili pays the most attention to the image in front of the prince, and I feel ...... in early summer"

Hatsu is an observant person, and soon a plan comes to her mind.

The head was close to the two of them, muttering that they didn't know what they were talking about.

"What are you doing?"

At the time of a stick of incense, Mo Yuxiao appeared in the Youli Pavilion, and when he saw the three people hugging each other beside the bed and muttering something, his sword eyebrows raised.

"Ah, Lord Wang, you're back!"

As soon as a certain woman heard a certain man's magnetic voice and violently pushed Nian Shuang and Chu Xia away, she jumped out of bed barefoot and threw herself into Mo Yuxiao's arms with her little white feet.

"Why don't you wear shoes!"

Mo Yuxiao looked down at her pair of little white feet, frowned in displeasure, and her tone became a little colder.

"Uh...... Are you happy to see the prince? ”

Qiao Jin looked at his unshoed feet, stuck out his tongue, and immediately found a reason for himself.

"No next time!"

"Got it."

The two women who were pushed away glanced at each other, and left the Youli Pavilion in a gloomy manner, each doing their own thing.

"Lord Wang, why did you leave suddenly?"

Although Qiao Jinyou knew the reason for Mo Yuxiao's departure, she still wanted to hear it from his mouth with her own ears.

The two eyes looked at Mo Yuxiao's faint phoenix eyes with anticipation.

"There's something going on in the palace."

Mo Yuxiao replied lightly, he neither answered in detail nor lied, bent down and picked her up, and walked to the bed.

Qiao Jinyou wrapped her arms around Mo Yuxiao's neck and lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was trying to write.

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The following is what our daughter and son-in-law should do, and my own mother will not talk about it [snickering]