Along the way, Mo Qingge was full of anger, and Chu Liyun stood behind these two people, only feeling funny.

In this way, the three of them walked to Yayunxuan with their own thoughts.

"Ah Jue, Xiao Qingge, we will meet in front of this store tomorrow morning."

After saying that, when Chu Liyun was about to turn around and leave, Mo Qingge said with a slight hint of cunning in a slightly duffled tone:

"Your Highness, have you forgotten your promise to Zihua's conditions?"

"Conditions? What a strip ......"

Before Chu Liyun could say the word, a condition that he casually agreed to just now appeared in his mind when he was humbly begging Mo Qingge on the street......

……

"Huh... Ha... Remember, Qing... Eh, Zihua, please speak..."

"Your Highness doesn't have to be nervous, it's just a trivial matter."

Chu Liyun replied calmly:

"Say... Go ahead. ”

Mo Qingge approached Chu Liyun slowly with a smile on his face, took off the sachet on his clothes, played with the sachet, put his arm lightly on Chu Liyun's shoulder and said:

"Brother Duyun, I lined up Zhunan to come to the Seal Kingdom to look for me. It is estimated that it will arrive tonight, as long as Brother Duyun you go to the Drunken Incense Pavilion and hand over this sachet to Zhunan. Tell him to come with you tomorrow to pick me up. ”

"You're going to bring him into the palace too?"

"Hmm."

"You're going to bring an outsider into the palace?!"

Mo Qingge said with a smile in a slightly threatening voice:

"Can't you?"

Looking at Mo Qingge's appearance, Chu Liyun had no choice but to agree, and reluctantly responded:

"Huh... Ha... Okay, okay..."

Mo Qingge saw Chu Liyun's reaction and nodded with satisfaction. handed the navy blue sachet embroidered with the word Rong in his hand to Chu Liyun.

Chu Liyun looked at the sachet in front of him and hesitated. The hand has been so awkwardly stopped in mid-air, and some bad memories keep coming to mind like this......

Mo Qingge saw Chu Liyun's slightly trembling hands, and he only felt funny. Regardless of Chu Liyun's expression who was staring at the sachet at the moment, he directly stuffed the sachet into Chu Liyun's hand with some impatience.

Chu Liyun looked at the sachet in his hand, and was hesitating to throw it away, when Mo Qingge spoke.

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary sachet that can't be more ordinary."

Hearing Mo Qingge's words, Chu Liyun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded obediently like a child.

Only then did he react, after Mo Qingge saw everything he thought in his heart, although he was a little ashamed, but in order to maintain his only and meager face, he held the prince's shelf and said:

"Zihua, rest assured, this prince will try his best to meet your requirements. It's not too early, and the prince is going back to the palace. Don't leave it at that, don't send it far. ”

After saying that, he got into the carriage without looking back and drove in the direction of the palace.

“……”

"Chu Liyun, is that guy sick in the brain?"

Nan Mingjue was dissatisfied from the beginning because Chu Liyun walked away from him, and then Mo Qingge's restless little hand put on Chu Liyun's shoulder, and "whispered" and other things that caused him to be jealous.

Of course, Nan Mingjue would not blame these on Mo Qingge's body, but would only deduct them on Chu Liyun's head at all, and said with a disdainful tone:

"He's been like that since he was a kid."

Mo Qingge asked coldly with a little disdain:

"You're jealous again, aren't you?"

Nan Mingjue didn't feel embarrassed at all, and admitted directly:

"Well, you're going to make it up to me."

As he spoke, he was about to reach out and pull Mo Qingge into his arms, but Mo Qingge's bird did not have Nan Mingjue. As soon as his body moved, he easily dodged Nan Mingjue's hand, made a grimace at Nan Mingjue, and strode into the inn.

Nan Mingjue looked at Mo Qingge's back, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he chuckled with a doting smile. He shook his head slightly, and muttered to himself:

"There's really nothing I can do with you..."

patted the fan that Mo Qingge "sent" to himself in his hand, and walked casually. But his eyes and footsteps have been following Mo Qingge's actions.

Mo Qingge ignored Nan Mingjue behind him, found a shopkeeper casually, took out the token engraved with the word "glass", and directly asked for the best room on the top floor.

Nan Mingjue has also been following behind Mo Qingge, and he is going to enter the same room as Mo Qingge above board.

"Hey, there are a lot of rooms here, no need to squeeze into the same room, get out!"

Nan Mingjue pretended to have a stomachache, covered his abdomen with both hands, and said as if it was difficult:

"Girl, I have a stomachache, let me go in and rest first, okay?"

Mo Qingge looked at Nan Mingjue's clumsy acting skills, and said disdainfully:

"If you come in, will you go out?"

Nan Mingjue didn't think about it, and blurted out involuntarily.

"No, it won't."

Nan Mingjue regretted it after speaking, thinking to himself, "Oh no! ”

"You're very honest! Get lost! I don't want to say it a third time! ”

Nan Mingjue looked at Mo Qingge's gritted teeth, and said helplessly:

"You're really ruthless, girl?"

Mo Qingge only felt that Nan Mingjue's face was cheap, and the roots of his teeth were itching. He rolled his eyes and said:

"Yes, that's how ruthless I am! Go find a gentle and virtuous woman! Get lost! ”

"But I just want to find you~"

Nan Mingjue said something that didn't fit the current atmosphere so evilly, which made Mo Qingge's face flush slightly, and he was a little ashamed and didn't look away. Said a sentence:

"Get out! This is the third time! ”

As he spoke, he was about to close the door of the room, only to see Nan Mingjue directly block the crack in the door with his own hand.

Mo Qingge only felt that Nan Mingjue should have pulled his hand away in time when the door closed, so he didn't care, and deliberately closed the door very hard.

Seeing that the door was about to be clamped, I didn't see Nan Mingjue withdraw his hand.

Nan Mingjue just looked at the hand he was about to be caught in, and he didn't mean to take it back, but flashed a wicked smile.

"Bang!"

Nan Mingjue's hand was so honorably clipped......

At this time, Nan Mingjue withdrew his hand, lowered his head and stared at the slightly swollen and reddened hands that he was hit, and a large bruise had formed, and said in a pitiful tone:

"Girl, will my hands be wasted?"

Mo Qingge, who was behind the door, was slightly stunned, and stretched out his hand to open the door with some hesitation. The moment he saw Nan Mingjue's hand, I don't know why a trace of anger rose in his chest, and he said to Nan Mingjue with some self-reproach:

"Nan Mingjue, what are you doing here! Don't want your hands anymore?! You can avoid ......"

As soon as Mo Qingge's words were halfway through, Nan Mingjue's hand began to bleed so "appropriately......

Mo Qingge just stared at Nan Mingjue's hand and frowned. Immediately reached out and took Nan Mingjue's other hand and dragged Nan Mingjue into the room.

Nan Mingjue let Mo Qingge drag him so much, looked at Mo Qingge's anxious back, and laughed softly...

Then, after entering the room... Nan Mingjue closed the door very "by the way......

"You, sit here honestly. If you dare to move, the old lady will also waste your feet! ”

Nan Mingjue raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender. Said obediently:

"Okay."

Mo Qingge stared at Nan Mingjue's bleeding and swollen hand. Frowning, he said with a dark face and displeasure:

"To the old lady - put that pig's trotter down!"

After feeling that Mo Qingge seemed to be really angry, Nan Mingjue quickly put down his so-called "pig's trotters". Like a child who has made a mistake, he bowed his head.