Suppressing the surprise in her heart, Mo Lan replied with a polite smile: "I offended a lot last time, and I hope King Wen will forgive me." ”

"It's okay, after all, it's the king's guards who are rude first." Si Yun smiled softly, a trace of curiosity flashed on his flawless face like white jade, "How did the fifth brother remember to attend this grand event this year?" ”

Si Yunyin saw Mo Lan's quiet smile, and remembered that she was either arrogant and indebted to herself on weekdays, or completely ignored his existence, and her heart couldn't help but feel a faint discomfort. He dropped a sentence with a cold expression: "Lan'er wants to come, I will naturally accompany her." ”

Lan'er?

(⊙o⊙) Who is Lan'er?

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Lan finally understood in horror that this "Lan'er" was herself!

She quietly brushed the goosebumps of joy on her arm, and decided in her heart that Si Yunyin must have been possessed by a ghost today! The previous "love concubine" had already thundered her to death, and now there is another "Lan'er", does he want her to live?

What's even worse is that such an ambiguous and sensual title was actually shouted out by him coldly and hard, it is really as weird as it is!

Si Yun smiled lightly, quickly glanced at Mo Lan, who was full of "flattered" faces, and then said leisurely: "I see, the fifth brother and Lan Er are both attending the Mingxiang Juxian for the first time, and they will have fun for a while, and the competition will be very exciting." ”

Mo Lan was completely dumbfounded, this King Wen was too familiar, and he actually followed Si Yunyin to call her "Lan'er"? She and he have only met for the second time, are they familiar to that extent?

One or two called her "Lan'er", did anyone ask her permission?

She's depressed, quite depressed! I subconsciously wanted to open my mouth to protest against this title, but after glancing at the handsome man with a peerless style, I swallowed back the words of rebuttal.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, for the sake of Si Yun chuckling so sincerely, forget it...... ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Looking back helplessly, he saw that Si Yunyin's face beside him at the moment was as if a typhoon was about to blow, and he looked cold. Mo Lan was speechless, she was the one who should be mad, why was his expression so terrifying?

Full of depression and doubts, she actually felt that Si Yunyin's cold appearance looked more normal.

In just a few seconds, Mo Lan's mind was already a hundred turns, and the heavens and men had fought for eight hundred rounds. Thinking that the name is just a code name, they can call it as much as they like, and they feel a lot relieved.

She looked at Si Yunqing lazily: "Third Prince, I'm not just here to attend today. ”

"What do you mean......" Si Yun looked at her in surprise.

"The winner of the competition can get a request from the emperor himself, and the prize is so attractive, I think any woman wants to participate, right?" Mo Lan raised his eyebrows, with a little arrogance on his pure and beautiful face, "The sixth prince said that if I participate in the competition, winning the first place is just like picking up something, so ......"

The woman hooked her lips and smiled, like fireworks blooming in the dark night, dazzling and dazzling.

"I want to try it to see if the Sixth Lord really has the ability to predict the future!"