Chapter 4 Pull the tiger's skin to make a banner
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the temperature around him had dropped by many degrees, and the air had gradually solidified.
The man, who has always been gentle and elegant, and always has a warm smile on his lips, has a cold face like ice at this time.
She knew that even warm people had a cold side, but she didn't expect that Mo Jinghan, who was no longer warm, would suddenly become so powerful, and she felt a little oppressive.
After a long time, Mo Jinghan was angry, stared at her and asked, "Can you set a wedding date?" ”
"Two months later."
"I'll go back to the palace first, and I'll come back to you later."
When the words fell, Mo Jinghan turned around and left.
Looking at his distant back, Mu Chenran opened his mouth and didn't say anything after all.
She knew that Mo Jinghan was obsessed with her, and it was even more inevitable.
Because he is Mo Jinghan, even if she knows that it will never be possible between them, she still can't say ugly words, and she can't do embarrassing things.
So in the end, she can only embarrass herself.
Regent's Palace.
The woman, who was somewhat similar to Duchun, knelt on one knee as soon as she entered the door, and said in a cold voice, "Master, the prince is back." ”
A bright red shirt like blood was loosely put on his body, revealing his delicate collarbones, and his long hair like ink was scattered on the soft couch at random, Mo Yinchu's eyes were staring at the book in his hand, his eyelids were not raised, and he asked indifferently, "Does he know?" ”
"Yes. The princess told the prince that the prince had entered the palace at the moment. ”
Mo Yinchu hummed lightly, and turned a page of the book with his thin big hand before continuing, "Find a way to make the prince have no time to go to the General's Mansion within a month." ”
Twilight Xia got up and left, but when she left, she looked at Mo Yinchu with a complicated expression.
Long after the twilight summer left, Mo Yinchu suddenly put down the book in his hand, turned his head to look out the window, the breeze was gentle, the fragrance of flowers was faint, looking at the blue sky, his thin lips were lightly opened, and his voice was ethereal and weird.
"Mu Chen, I'm still unwilling to let go after all."
The thin big hand rested on the aching chest, exhaled a long breath, collected his thoughts, and lowered his head again to continue reading.
After a while, Duchun knocked on the door and came in, and stepped forward with a little anxiety on his face, "Master, the princess has entered the palace." ”
On the way to the palace at this time, Mu Chenran leaned against the wall of the car, holding a bright yellow thing in his plain white little hand.
She knew that she shouldn't have entered the palace at this time, let alone brought this thing into the palace, but ......
Suddenly, the horse neighed, and the carriage leaned back, but fortunately, Mu Chenran grabbed the door frame with a quick response, and after the carriage stabilized, he hurriedly asked the coachman, "What's the matter?" ”
"Miss Hui, I'...... We're surrounded. Listening to the trembling voice of the coachman, she lifted the curtain of the carriage, and saw a group of men in black armed with large swords surrounding her carriage.
Qing Leng eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc to look at the people outside, and asked coldly, "Do you know whose carriage you stopped?!" ”
Although he entered the palace this time to dissolve the marriage contract with Mo Yinchudi, he couldn't care so much at this time, so he had to pull out his resounding name and use it.
"Princess Regent's carriage! It's also something that you can stop from waiting for the younger generation! ”
"Pulling the tiger skin to make a big banner, only she dares to use the name of this king to scare people." A lazy and sexy voice came from a dark carriage not far away, "It's just that I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint her this time." ”
Twilight Chun looked at the empty palace gate not far away, frowned, and asked, "Master, do you need your subordinates to help the princess?" ”
"Not necessarily."