"Huh?" Murong Zijiao was shocked, and dared to run to her house at noon to teach her what calisthenics to dance, the purpose was to make her make a fool of herself in front of Jun Moxi, such a despicable and shameless villain, she was about to walk in the direction of the house where Lan Xing'er lived, but was pulled back by Jun Moxi: "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'll look for her!" Murong Zijiao has already suffered two losses on Lan Xing'er, once because of Jun Mochen, but this time, they are not rivals now, why do they want to provoke her, Murong Zijiao's face was full of atmosphere, and her eyes became vicious.

Jun Mo Xiqiang pulled her back, and comforted her softly: "She just thinks that you don't give her a good look all day long, so just tease you, don't worry about her!" ”

It's okay not to say this, but saying this makes Murong Zijiao's anger increase unabated, why are people all over the world protecting her, is there any demon magic she can't do, no, this breath must be obtained, otherwise she will feel extremely guilty!

He stood up from the stone bench suddenly, turned his head and pouted and said angrily: "Even you protect her, what do you mean?" ”

Because anger made her little face red, and the moisture in her charming eyes was about to overflow, Jun Moxi was shocked to realize that she was really angry.

"Look at you, you know that I don't mean anything, for you, I have always hoped for harmony between brothers, and I also turned my face with Seventh Brother, as for Xing'er, her current identity is a noble concubine, and she is the third brother's favorite concubine, and you and I will not have good fruit to eat if you offend her."

Jun Moxi's words made Murong Zijiao completely calm down, on the one hand, she felt sorry for being so willful in front of Jun Moxi, after all, he was still only at the stage of liking her, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go before she became the ninth princess!

On the other hand, although she was very disdainful of Lan Xing'er's current identity, she didn't dare to challenge the emperor's limit, so when she thought about it, she had to swallow her anger and sit down dejectedly leaning on the fence of the pavilion, depressed without saying a word.

Since he had a good impression of Murong Zijiao, Jun Moxi's emotional intelligence seems to have opened up all of a sudden, and sometimes he can accurately guess the other party's thoughts, just like now, he knows the loss in Murong Zijiao's heart, but because of the lack of words, comfort and comfort are all unchanged words.

Suddenly, as if doing a trick, he took out a porcelain doll from behind him and handed it to Murong Zijiao, the porcelain doll's chubby face was pink, and the whole body was also round, and it would make a crisp sound when shaken.

This cute porcelain doll suddenly made Murong Zijiao's eyes light up, thus smoothly diverting her resentment about the aerobics, holding it in her hand and playing it repeatedly, her expression of love was overflowing.

"How's that, do you like it?" Jun Moxi already knew the answer from her expression, but she still wanted to hear her say it herself.

"Hmm!"

Murong Zijiao nodded heavily, locked Jun Moxi's cool eyes with affection, hooked the corners of his lips and gave him the brightest smile, it turns out that the feeling of being valued by a person is so happy, it turns out that feelings are to be happy with each other.

She never wants to try the taste of unrequited love, she will take good care of this rare emotion and cherish it, looked down at the porcelain doll in her hand, slowly stood up, and then raised her toes and unexpectedly imprinted a kiss on Jun Moxi's face.

This kiss made Jun Moxi completely dumbfounded, I don't know whether to kiss back or not have any reaction, his stupid appearance is extremely cute in Murong Zijiao's eyes, covering his mouth and chuckling and drifting away, leaving the helpless Jun Moxi giggling happily while touching his face.

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When Lan Xing'er told Xiaolian about teasing Murong Zijiao, she couldn't help but make Xiaolian smile and leaned back and forth without a ladylike image at all, it seems that this is called the black of those who are close to ink!

"Alas, by the way, master, what are your plans next? You can't stay here forever, can you? Xiaolian asked while knocking on the melon seeds.

These words made Lan Xing'er stunned for an instant, yes, if she stayed here all the time, then Murong Zijiao would probably think about the discovery and development of neuropathy, but where could she go?

Although she has been laughing casually on the surface in the past few days, she has never forgotten Jun Mochen in her heart, she likes someone with her heart, and wants to be his wife wholeheartedly, regardless of his identity, but in the end, she found that this is a dream woven for herself, and after waking up, she has nothing to gain except for the piercing pain!

sighed, held his chin with his hand and said helplessly with a small face: "No, you can go back to Songcheng with me and continue to sell tofu!" ”

Ahem, ahem! Xiaolian thought that she had heard it wrong and almost choked the melon seeds to death, so she blinked her innocent eyes and stepped forward to touch Lan Xing'er's forehead, and said to herself: "Don't burn it!" ”

"Oh, I mean it!" Lan Xing'er took Xiaolian's hand on her forehead, looked at her with a sad face, and said, "Otherwise, Jun Moxi said that there will be a war soon, although he has no intention of driving us away, but that Murong Zijiao is not easy to say, it is always not good to hinder other people's good things." ”

"But master, how can you sell tofu with your daughter?"

Lan Xing'er couldn't help but roll her eyes and said: "I didn't know the Seventh Prince, I was selling tofu before, and it was my father and mother who suddenly appeared when I got married later, saying that I had amnesia, you should know this!" After speaking, he ignored Xiaolian's expression, and made up his mind: "Yes, go back to Song City, it's decided!" ”

In fact, in her subconscious, returning to Song City is also related to Jun Mochen, where they met, met, and fell in love, and there are too many unforgettable memories, since he ruthlessly left her, but at least there is a place where she can lick her wounds with peace of mind.

Xiaolian won't understand the reason inside, but, since the master has decided, then she can only follow as a slave, but she hopes that the prince can find them quickly, and then explain the situation to the master that day, otherwise the master's heart will really go away!

After waiting for Lan Xing'er to go to bed, Xiaolian walked to her room in a daze, and when she passed through the corridor, she found that a black-clothed man with a hooded head and face quickly jumped into Murong Zijiao's room from the window.

She crept under the window, and began to pay attention to the movement inside.

Murong Zijiao in the room was depressed about the day's events, and suddenly found that someone had entered the room, jumped up from the bed quickly, and grabbed the person's neck with his palm like a lightning bolt!

When he saw the person coming clearly, he suddenly withdrew his hand, "Why are you?" A cold voice came out of Murong Zijiao's mouth.

"It seems that Miss Murong is not very happy about my arrival?" The half-yin voice made Murong Zijiao just want to tear off his mask and see if it was a man or a woman, a person or a ghost.

Not only is it not happy, there is a feeling of unlucky thunder in the chest!

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" His brows furrowed, and he didn't want to talk nonsense to him, if he hadn't pulled his pigtails, he really wanted to punch him all over his face!

"Have you still not been able to control Jun Moxi until now?"

Murong Zijiao was shocked in her heart, and her body shook inadvertently, "Didn't you fail to fulfill your promise?" Murong Zijiao stared at the man in black aggressively.

"Don't worry about this, you have to do what you promised me, and I will fulfill my original promise!" The man in black said that Murong Zijiao had no reason to regret it.