Chapter 18: The Silk Washroom (1)
"Okay, starting tomorrow, you two will go to Yu'er's mansion." (Read Novels.com). â
"Lord Wang, Xiang'er has a request, Sister Mole's injury is not healed, let her rest for a few days, okay? Xiang'er is very capable, during this period, Xiang'er will do the work of two people alone, and Xiang'er is here to plead with the prince. â
Xiang'er knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Bai Xixie. Xinchun still had that indifferent expression, but it didn't show too much under the cover of the silk scarf.
"Brother Xie, don't be angry, just let her get better, I won't confirm it for the time being, besides, if something happens to her, isn't it self-defeating?"
"Okay, just listen to Yu'er, my Yu'er is the kindest." Bai Xixie held Kong Moyu's shoulders and said softly.
Xinchun, who was sitting on the ground, clenched her fists at this time, and her nails had cut through her palms, but she didn't realize it. Bai Xixie and Kong Moyu did not make any stops. After they left the house, Xiang'er hurriedly ran to Xinchun's side and helped her up. When Xiang'er touched Xinchun's arm, she was not only a little stunned.
"It's so cool~!" That was Xiang'er's first touch, and the body temperature of the pure heart was like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, which made Xiang'er almost instinctively let go of her hands.
"Sister Mole, what are you doing here?"
Xiang'er then found that Xinchun's palms were bleeding non-stop.
"I'm fine!" Xinchun brushed aside Xiang'er's hands and slowly walked to the bed. (Read the novel network)
"Sister Mole~!" Xiang'er really didn't know how to persuade her, because she couldn't see through what the woman in front of her was for, so that under that peerless beauty, there was a cold heart that was so indifferent to the world.
Walking out of the room, Kong Moyu couldn't help but glance back at Xinchun, she couldn't help but have a sense of familiarity with the woman in front of her, and that feeling made her a little uneasy.
"It's just an ugly beggar, what can threaten me? Hum! Mo Yu thought silently in his heart, and turned his face to Bai Xixie with a delicate smile.
Just sitting there, Xinchun looked up at the moon in the sky from the corner of the courtyard. There was no expression on his face, and he was indifferent as if he had no soul. Only those eyes still reveal a trace of pure breath. Xinchun had already removed the scarf on his face, but the black mole on his face had reappeared. made her look extremely ugly. Half a month has passed, and Xinchun will sit here silently for a while every night. She didn't notice that at this time, there would always be someone standing quietly in the distance watching her back.
"Lord Wang!" A masked man in a black sweatsuit appeared behind Baek Hee-sub. interrupted Baekhee-sup's musing.
"You're back?" Bai Xixie's eyes still did not leave the delicate figure in the moonlight in the distance.
"Yes, the subordinate is back!" The man bowed his head in response.
"Look at her back, this king always feels very familiar." Bai Xixie suddenly pointed to Xinchun in the distance and said.
The man raised his head, glanced at Xinchun in the distance, and then replied, "Yes, my subordinates also feel very familiar, maybe this back is very similar to the Moyu girl." â
Bai Xixie nodded lightly and didn't say anything more. Turned and left the courtyard. The man followed and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the figure again. There was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
The next day, Xinchun and Xiang'er came to the mansion where Kong Moyu lived for the first time. As soon as the two entered the door, they saw Kong Moyu sitting in the courtyard sipping fragrant tea and admiring the flowers in the garden. And the evil king Baek Hee-sub was sitting next to him, his face still wearing the cold silver mask.
"Are your injuries healed?" As soon as the two of them walked up, they heard Kong Mo asking Xinchun in a tone of concern.
"Yes, that's it!" The heart replied coldly. Kong Moyu stared at that ugly face, but for some reason, there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.
"What's your name?" Kong Moyu covered his expression for a moment, and then asked.
"Mole!"
"Moles? Do you have anyone else in your family? â
"Nope."
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about it, I heard the sixth prince say, you are a beggar, you have always begged for a living, and it is inevitable that you will not have a family."
It has always been the two of them asking and answering on the side, and Bai Xixie is like he doesn't have zĂ i, and he hasn't looked at this side at all. Until Kong Moyu walked up to his side and whispered in his ear,
"Xie, do you really want the two of them to be by my side?"
"You don't like it? If they don't like me, I'll kick them out. â
"No, Yu'er doesn't mean that, that Xiang'er is fine, it's just that this one is called Mole, and her appearance is really ......"
Mo Yu didn't say any more, but there was a hint of fear on his face.
"Don't be afraid of Yu'er, if you don't like it, I'll drive her away."
"Lord Wang, please don't drive Sister Mole away, if you really want to drive her away, Xiang'er is willing to go with her sister. I beg you, Lord. Xiang'er on the side suddenly ran to Bai Xixie and Yu'er, knelt down and pleaded.
"Bold, in front of the prince, you are also a little maid who talks nonsense and makes her own opinions?" The maid Lan'er beside Kong Moyu stepped forward and scolded loudly.
Xiang'er hurriedly lowered her head, "The prince spares his life, the slave doesn't mean that." Slaves don't dare! â
"Don't dare? Look you're bold too! Lan'er was still angry and reprimanded.
"Lan'er, stand down!" Kong Moyu gave Lan'er a look, and Lan'er retreated directly. Bai Xixie still tasted the fragrant tea in his hand and was silent.
"I'm leaving, Xiang'er is not wrong." Xinchun said suddenly.
"Let the two of them go to the silk bathroom!" After saying this, Bai Xixie got up and left. Kong Moyu wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything, and left with him. It's just that there was a hint of anger on her face.