He never believed in coincidences, and the timing of the arrival of the crown princess's sister was too coincidental, and the place where she appeared was too subtle. So Bo Zeyu always has an extra eye for her, and after a long time, he found that his eyes were inseparable from her. After Chen Xingrui disappeared, he went out of the house to arrest the murderer, in those few days, would he think of Mu Xiaoxiao's face, especially at night when fireflies were flying, the scene when she was stabbed by an arrow in order to protect herself would always come out inexplicably. At that moment, he clearly felt a pain flowing through his heart. Then he would remember that she was a widow, and then all sweetness would fade away.

It's just that he doesn't know that the more he suppresses himself, the more the reaction force will return in pairs.

Early in the morning, Mama Wang finally sent the two Bodhisattvas out, and she didn't have time to catch her breath. As soon as I turned around, I saw a jealous Ruo Qianli staring at the carriage in the distance.

The undisguised hatred in her eyes is always terrifying.

Mama Wang could feel the curse coming from her eyes from a distance. She shook her head, in the era of royal wives and concubines, jealous women often did not end well.

In the carriage, Mu Xiaoxiao was still puffing up, and Bo Zeyu also had a straight face, he happened to think that Mu Xiaoxiao was a widow.

It's just that the other person in the car is suffering, and he is also the master who is not good at words, and he is embarrassed to hold a mask carved according to Chen Xingrui, and he is caught off guard. For some reason, at this moment, he missed the bloody battle with the enemy on the battlefield.

For a long time, the crown prince broke the silence, "Han Xi, you help her bring it." ”

"Hanxi?" Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her eyebrows and read the name again, and after being distressed, she showed an expression of sudden realization, her eyes flashed with sporadic light, and she asked contrivedly: "Are you Bo Hanxuan?" The son of the prince of thin love? ”

"Yes." Bo Hanyu is somewhat similar to Bo Zeyu in appearance, but his skin is darker.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him unabashedly, which made the battle-experienced little prince also feel young.

Her sparkling eyes seemed to Bo Zeyu to be a light source that she couldn't want to extinguish, "Time is pressing, put it on for her." Bo Zeyu snatched the mask from Bo Hanyu's hand and planned to bring it to Mu Xiaoxiao.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was still angry with him, stretched out his palm again to block in front of him, and did not give him half of his eyes, but smiled sweetly at Bo Hanxi, "There is a little prince Lao." ”

Bo Hanxi, who was extremely embarrassed, shifted his gaze to Bo Zeyu, and found that his royal brother, who had always been indifferent and detached, was trembling with anger, and he hurriedly cast an approving look at Mu Xiaoxiao.

And Mu Xiaoxiao also gladly accepted it.

The two of them frowned, and Bo Zeyu endured his temper and stuffed the mask into Bo Hanyu's hand. He said evil words to Mu Xiaoxiao, "You remember, I will abolish your two arms when I go back." ”

This time, Mu Xiaoxiao finally looked at him, although both of them stared angrily.

Bo Hanxuan sat among them, always feeling that he was superfluous, forget it, do his duty. "Girl, take off the veil first."

"Oh, okay." Mu Xiaoxiao softened suddenly, smiled sweetly, quickly untied her veil, and kept saying, "I have always heard adults say that the prince is clever and has a good relationship with the envoys of various countries, and the little prince is also a young master hero, galloping on the battlefield......"