Mo Ling shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Come and play, this snow is quite sticky, it's a pity not to have a snowball fight." ”

As he spoke, he squatted slightly, held a snowball beside him, and threw it over.

The snowball flew, and Huang Jingjing dodged it.

"Come again, come again."

In a moment, she was originally a princess who was high up, but she completely let go of playing, where is there still a little princess look.

(Snowball fights should have been played by many people, except for the younger siblings who are still studying, and they have become childhood memories.) ）

"Hahaha......" In the middle of the madness, happiness and happiness appeared on Huang Jingjing's face, and the smile that she couldn't see before finally leaked out.

"Hey! It turns out that Jingjing, you can laugh too, since I met you, you have been silent, I thought you couldn't laugh. Let's just say, people have seven emotions and six desires, and who is born not to laugh. ”

Seeing Huang Jingjing's sister smiling so naturally, (This word seems a little wrong, and the man is not right.) Mo Ling was also very relaxed.

'Don't blame Ben for being disappointed, this body was really born depressed in its previous life, and he never laughed. At this time, a lack of hanging out and interrupting was instantly abused by Mo Ling.

'Go, go, this young master is glad that you are cool and stay there. ’

'Rub! Some sisters forget about this hanging, what kind of host are you, this hanging wants to complain, this hangs asks for complaints. These two lack of hosts are really boring! ’

Plugging in the host of the Ink Spirit This is something that some sisters don't want it anymore, and the roots of their teeth are itching.

"Sister... Younger sister... Flower? Mo Ling was really angry with these three words, and she couldn't wait to pull out the system and beat her up.

Since she crossed over, she has said that she has to be a master when she dies.

"Do you dare to come out of the system, if you have the ability, let's compare, even if Lao Tzu dies, I have to drag you to back me." ’

Exhaled softly, and the words of the plug-in almost made Mo Lingqi's heart attack.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the host is wrong, please let it go." 'Mo Ling really lost his temper, and the plug-in can only admit his mistake in time, if he really provokes Mo Ling, he will die with him, and he can't do it.

'Hmph, it's good to know, don't do it next time, otherwise you will look good!' Mo Ling is powerful, and only by letting the plug-in know the consequences of provoking her can he be happy in the future.

"Lingling?" Mo Ling and the plug-in spoke, Huang Jingjing looked at it, thinking that she was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ling asked rhetorically.

"Are you alright? Why are you still stunned. ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Mo Ling waved his hand and smiled, it was impossible to continue playing.

The scorching sun was blowing, and a slight cold wind was blowing, even if I was wearing cotton clothes, I still felt a little cold.

At this time, the black shadow handed over two pork buns, one for each person, eating some meat can play a certain role in repelling the cold, and if you bring some more spirits, you will not be afraid of much cold.

"Let's eat, it's cold, let's go for a walk."

Mo Ling waved his hand and beckoned a soldier, "Huang Jian came to me to ask about the matter, if it is about support, just ask clearly." Explain things clearly, and take Huang Jingjing's little tender hand and walk around.

'These little hands are so soft!' ’

If Huang Jingjing knew Mo Ling's thoughts at this time, it was estimated that she would be able to vomit blood, why are you so prominent?

If Huang Jian and Huang Yuanzhong knew that they were living so leisurely, they would have jumped over the wall and beat them.

The war is so tense, and there is still a mood to wander, what a big heart.

On the wall of the Qianqing Palace, the three princes sat here, quietly looking at the two.

"Big brother, why don't I understand, Lingling, this girl is so attractive, why does our sixth sister follow her, she doesn't eat and live with us, she is all in Mo Ling, why don't I understand it so much."

Although Huang Zhengping hopes that the sixth sister can live well, it is too much now.

In the past, they could still meet each other, but now the six sisters are like they don't have their brothers, they don't see each other, and they follow Mo Ling every day.

If you say no, why not.

Just two sisters, even if they are officers, what else can they do? Not friends of the opposite sex.

"Hey, second child, I didn't say you, we don't all hope that Sixth Sister can live for herself, not for others. Besides, Mo Ling is not a man, are you afraid that she can do anything bad to the sixth sister? Huang An smiled, if Mo Ling was a man, he, as the eldest brother, would not be able to agree to Mo Ling's relationship with the sixth sister.

The point is not, he has no reason to interfere in the lives of the two.

"But don't you think this girl Mo Ling is a little weird, she calls herself Lao Tzu all day long, and lets us call her sir, I don't think the sixth sister has any good results with this kind of person."

How do you think about this, Huang Zhengping feels awkward.

How can a girl call herself like this, it's too abnormal.

"Maybe she wants to be a boy, you also know that Mo Ling's head may be a little wrong, and his memory of the Mo family has been lost, and it is understandable that he is acting strangely now."

Huang An only felt that Mo Ling was very pitiful, according to the sixth sister, she was the only one left in the entire Mo family, and everyone in the family died because of the turmoil in the imperial court.

Also, this time the turmoil in the court is more serious than before, and the civil and military officials are recuperating at home so far, and they are not in the early court at all.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Yuanzhong and Huang Jian hadn't started a war yet, it is estimated that the enemy would have come to the door a long time ago, and there would not have been such a chic time.

"This ...... Also, didn't Belle also say that Mo Ling's mind has been traumatized, and she can't remember what happened before. Huang Zhengping also began to agree with Huang An's statement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tea is here." Belle carried the tray and walked up to the city wall.

The princes each took a cup of tea, blew the hot air, and drank slowly, "Belle, how many times have you said it, this kind of thing is left to the next person to do, you are also the personal maid of the sixth sister, and it is better to return to the sixth sister in a while." ”

Huang An threw the tray in Belle's hand to the next person and said with concern.

In their eyes, Belle is a godsister, and there is no need to do this kind of work.

Putting away the little hand that was freezing and hurting, and sketching a little smile, Belle said: "Thank you for your kindness, Belle is a subordinate after all, and it is comfortable to serve each other." ”

"Fourth brother, aren't you still married, look at how this girl is Belle, and I've been observing it for so many years, it's time to draw conclusions." Glancing at the fourth brother, Huang An said with a flirtatious taste.

"Forget it, my brother is stupid and not worthy of Miss Belle. The elder brother thinks it's good for the second brother to marry Miss Belle. "Huangshi is a little stupid again.

This person is estimated to be good and bad, and the most stupid can be so stupid that he drools when eating.

"Come on, don't tease me, shouldn't we pay more attention to Sixth Sister and Miss Moling."

Several people turned their eyes to Huang Jingjing and Mo Ling.

Hand in hand, it seems that they are taking a walk, due to the limited number of troops, the huge Qianqing Palace cannot clear all the snow in the first place.

They walked along the wall. Looks like there's nothing to do.

Huang Jingjing can't walk anymore when she walks, and her physical fitness has decreased a lot if she doesn't go out all year round.

Some time ago, following the Mo Ling movement, it was called an insignificant.

If you want to ask Huang Jingjing what she usually does, it is nothing more than sleeping, eating, and listening to music.