The man's movements were neat, and he instantly pressed the hairpin against Mo Qingge's neck. But after getting close to Mo Qingge's side, he smelled the fragrance emanating from Mo Qingge's body and frowned. I thought to myself, "Rouge? He subconsciously glanced at the small half of Mo Qingge's face. After reading it, he snorted coldly and said with disdain:

"It's a bit of an interesting thing to be a woman dressed as a man. Forget it, for the sake of this method, it is a bit new, and this king will spare your life. ”

As he spoke, he pushed Mo Qingge away with disgust, threw the hairpin in his hand to the ground, wiped the hand that had touched Mo Qingge, and then said:

"It doesn't matter if your master is the king of Qi or the prime minister, or something else. Go back and tell them, 'Don't send someone of your kind next time, and defile the eyes of this king.' ”

After listening to the words of the man in front of him, Mo Qingge probably knew the identity of the man in front of him. But this man actually used such words as this kind of goods to describe himself, which made Mo Qingge can't help but scold:

"What is the Prime Minister of King Qi, he can bite people indiscriminately when he opens his mouth! What kind of people are this kind of goods? Stained your eyes?! I think you're blind! What kind of thing are you, don't say anything about robbing the old lady's hairpin, and dare to talk to me so confidently! No one in your family has ever told you how to write the word upbringing?! ”

When Nan Mingjue heard the tone of speaking, a girl dressed as a man appeared in her mind, scolding and swearing in her mouth. Unprecedentedly, he listened to Mo Qingge's words with unprecedented patience, and then said:

"Stupid."

"What?!"

"Not only are you stupid, but your ears are not good."

"Sick!"

Nan Mingjue was not angry, but he could see as if he was thinking about something, and said in a flat tone as much as possible:

"After so many years, you are the second person who dares to speak to this king like this..."

"Cut, the prince is amazing! Do you think that if you have the same surname as our little Nanzhu, the old lady will look down on you! Think beautifully! Let me tell you, you are also surnamed Nan, and you are not as good-looking as our little Nanzhu! ”

Nan Mingjue still didn't show the slightest sign of anger, but sat directly in the center, just looked at Mo Qingge, and said loudly with a tone of not being angry and arrogant:

"Mo Yuanlang, that's how you arranged the envoy team?"

When Mo Yuanlang heard the voice, he hurriedly walked over, stood outside the carriage, and replied respectfully:

"Your Highness, is there any arrangement that is still inadequate?"

I saw Nan Mingjue respond:

"You're not going to come in and see for yourself?"

Mo Yuanlang slurred:

"It's... I'm afraid it's..."

Mo Qingge thought to himself, since he had already offended this dog man, he was not afraid of one more time. took a gamble, and while Mo Yuanlang was still hesitating, he covered the man's mouth with his little hand, tried his best to cover his original voice, and said:

"Forget it, this time our Highness won't care, hurry up and set off, don't delay the journey behind Your Highness."

Although Mo Yuanlang has doubts, these five princes, His Royal Highness, have been lawless since he was a child, and he is a well-known "big devil" in the capital. But he is also the emperor's favorite prince, and when he was five years old, he was awarded the fief of the prince. If he could not afford to offend, he would say no more. After respectfully replying "yes", he stepped back and went to arrange for departure.