The sky is clear, and the green cypress in the yard is lush.

A white scroll was spread out under the stone table, and a figure of Zhuo Ran could be faintly seen sitting in it.

"The prince is so Yaxing." Mo Shihuan quietly came to Zhuo Chen's side, looked at Zhuo Chen's crazy pen written on the paper, and said with a smile.

"This king likes this more than Yaxing." Zhuo Chen stretched out his jade hand and gently pinched a hawthorn that had been washed and cleaned, and put it to his lips.

"Hey! It's useful, how can you just pinch it and eat it?" Mo Shihuan was about to protect the food plate in his hand and retreat, but Zhuo Chen was faster, and pinched one in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that there was one less on the plate, Mo Shihuan immediately puffed up his face and was unhappy: "Really, if you want to eat it, I will ask someone to wash it again, why pinch the plate."

"But I like to eat what you washed." Zhuo Chen looked at her silently with affection in the corners of his eyes.

For a while, Mo Shihuan's face couldn't help but blush. I suddenly found that Zhuo Chen just now felt a little well-behaved.

Phew! Mo Shihuan hurriedly woke himself up, and secretly scolded himself for being really lustful, and he was getting more and more bottomless.

"Lord Wang, King Wu is here to see you." The eagle appeared.

"Hmm." Zhuo Chen quickly recovered his indifference and nodded lightly.

"It's not a good thing for King Wu to come at this time."

Mo Shihuan looked at him worriedly, but the latter was very calm, and told her that the soldiers would come to block him.

In the main hall, King Wu's face was not depressed, and he was full of low air pressure.

As soon as Zhuo Chen appeared, King Wu immediately asked angrily: "Zhuo Chen, you are quite good at acting, and you will play this king around." You pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, how insidious! ”

"You're just borrowing your light, King Wu." Zhuo Chen's immortal tone immediately made King Wu angry.

Slapping the table, King Wu said viciously: "It's too much of a deception, don't think that this matter is over, our affairs will continue to grow in the future!"

"Waiting for King Wu at any time." Zhuo Chen's momentum is like a rainbow, and he doesn't give in.

The confrontation between the two is simply to hit the stone with an egg, and King Wu is still angry if he doesn't take advantage of it. However, Zhuo Chen made King Wu half angry with a thousand catties, and his stomach was about to twitch when he saw it.

Several servants saw the back of King Wu leaving angrily, and they all smiled.

Wu Wang, who left the house, was depressed, and his mood was gloomy to the end, and he didn't even want to go back to the mansion and drove directly to the restaurant, and went to the second floor to charter a private room to pour himself a drink to relieve his depression.

After a few drinks, the wine swelled up. At this time, there was a faint smell of sweet fragrance in his nose, which was extremely tempting, and King Wu couldn't help but look for the source of the aroma. Suddenly, I found a graceful figure in a purple gauze dress among the guests.

The figure was dreamlike and erratic. The drunken and hazy King Wu wanted to see clearly, so he stood up from the table with his body propped up and chased after the shadow that floated down.

I followed all the way to a small alley, the deep alley was dark, and the scene inside was not very clear. King Wu hesitated and took two steps forward, and a yin wind blew, and the hot wine on his body was immediately blown away.

The soul of King Wu came out of his body, his hazy eyes changed suddenly, he seemed to come back to his senses, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't stay here, and he should do something urgent.

In the next second, he changed direction and left without hesitation.

The alley was quiet, and a person flashed out of the shadows silently, Mo Shaoxuan. The bright face in her purple gown gradually became filled with strange colors.

Several private houses in Kyoto were suddenly sold at high prices.

In fact, it's no surprise that there are such real estate deals in Kyoto. But this strange thing is that this private house was bought in a semi-forced way, and these houses were originally unwilling to be sold, and the original intention was to use them for collection. But there is such a horizontal knife to win love.

And this person is none other than King Wu.

Despite this, King Wu's style of doing things is not enough to make those powerful people in Kyoto look staggered, and what is even darker is the high price of the daughters of these houses, King Wu directly took them all without frowning, so it caused such a sensation.

Many people rumored that King Wu was mad, and some of them were looking at him with a tiger's eye on him.

"Huh? What did King Wu do when he suddenly bought a house? Zhuo Chen put down the small scissors for repairing orchids, and lowered his head to see if there were any parts that were not well repaired.

"Many adults in Kyoto have guessed that the rumors are also some of the King Wu who came to raise eight concubines, but I can't find out what's wrong." Although Feiying didn't want to admit it, he really tried his best to investigate, but the current situation was not at all to check.

Although there are doubts, they are not sufficient grounds for suspicion.

Zhuo Chen seemed to be accustomed to this answer, and listened to it without any waves, Zhuo Chen pondered silently, and then he straightened up and said: "Check slowly, everything is not something that you can check immediately if you want to check it at once."

The Flying Eagle breathed a sigh of relief and bowed gratefully.

Mo Shihuan didn't know anything about Kyoto, and only concentrated on acting, which could greatly supplement Zhuo Chen's body.

On this day, Mo Shihuan brought his improved soup, waited for Zhuo Chen to taste it, and then told himself how he made it.

After a while, Zhuo Chen arrived slowly, took the bowl and sniffed it first, then slowly sat down and tasted it little by little. He ate slowly and methodically, and behaved luxuriously and elegantly, which made Mo Shihuan, who watched him eat, have a strange emotion, and felt that this was an inexplicable enjoyment.

Staring at his beautiful side face, Mo Shihuan could see that he didn't even notice that Zhuo Chen's bowl was slowly empty, and only stared at Zhuo Chen's eyes, which were as deep as an ancient pool, with endless mysterious substances precipitating in it.

"Fool!" Zhuo Chen's doting tone sounded in the cold air defense, and Zhuo Chen's jade-like fingers lightly touched Mo Shihuan's cheek, and he said something inaudible.

"You know your face is feverish?"

Mo Shihuan's brain suddenly felt like crashing into a steam train, her sudden temples pierced her heart, and she coughed a few times in embarrassment, Mo Shihuan was about to find some topic to break the lost soul at the moment, and she was unprepared for a small smile outside the house.

Mo Shihuan turned around and saw Ruan Anqing who came to see him.

"Mother." Mo Shihuan hurriedly got up and greeted him, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, do you miss my daughter?"

Ruan Anqing teased her: "I think what's the use of you, I can't stand you with handsomeness, you can't think about it at all, right?" It's fun to think of me and say it. ”

"Mother...... The red tide on Mo Shihuan's face that had just faded quietly crept up again, and he stomped his feet and turned away.

"You wait here for me, my daughter will pour you tea!" Drop a sentence and run away in a hurry.

Yo! Her family's Miss Mo was shy.

Ruan Qing'an saw that it was her daughter's daughter's thoughts, and couldn't help laughing and shaking her head, and in a trance, Ruan Qing'an was endlessly melancholy.