Facing the scolding of the old lady behind him, who did not have any etiquette and bearing, Mo Shihuan's mood was extremely happy, and he ran to the pharmacy with brisk steps, wanting to see if there were any new or useful medicinal materials to practice.

Along the way, Mo Shihuan always felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes behind him, staring at him.

He turned around suddenly, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Strange!"

Mo Shihuan scratched his head, his steps instantly became urgent, and then he turned back inadvertently.

The people behind the pillar were not very timely to dodge, so there were still corners of their clothes exposed and not hidden.

The corners of Mo Shihuan's mouth curled up in a shallow arc, and he probably knew it in his heart, so he didn't pay attention to them, but wandered around as if he didn't know about it.

"Yo, isn't this Miss Mo?"

Mo Shihuan's feet that had originally stepped into the threshold retreated, and when she turned around, she saw a familiar face, King Wu was wearing a brown robe, and she couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

"King Wu."

He lowered his voice and called out, because it was outside, so he didn't salute.

"What a coincidence."

The hypocritical question made Mo Shihuan's heart feel sick to his stomach, "What a coincidence!" ”

The word 'good coincidence' was said very seriously, and the expression on the look at King Wu also carried a sense of irony, which made King Wu touch his nose in a sneer, and instantly diverted from this topic that made him a little embarrassed.

"Miss Mo, is this here to buy medicine?"

Without waiting for Mo Shihuan to make any reaction, King Wu spoke again, "Actually, there are a lot of medicinal materials in this king's mansion, not to mention everything, but it must be much more than this small pharmacy......

"You don't have to ......"

Hearing Mo Shihuan's words of refusal, King Wu interrupted her again.

"Miss Mo doesn't have to refuse the king's kindness so resolutely! This king just wants to make friends with Miss Mo, as the saying goes, many friends have many roads, although Miss Mo has found a solid backer of the prince, but no one can guarantee ......"

King Wu's words stopped talking, but they made Mo Shihuan very uncomfortable.

For King Wu, he didn't have a good impression of him at the first time, although he looked gentle and polite on the surface, but every time he looked at him, he always had a gloomy feeling.

"I don't understand what King Wu is saying!"

Mo Shihuan looked at him with a light smile, his innocent eyes sparkling like stars, as if he really didn't understand the meaning of King Wu's words at all.

"Miss Mo is a smart person, if you think about it, you can understand what this king is talking about."

Without waiting for Mo Shihuan to speak again, King Wu immediately stopped the topic and continued to turn to medicinal materials.

"This medicinal herb will be sent to the prince's mansion when the king returns home, it should be regarded as a little caution from the king, Miss Mo must not refuse."

"If Miss Mo refuses, this king will be very sad."

"This king thinks that a beauty like Miss Mo must be very soft in her heart, so she is naturally reluctant to hurt her heart."

Mo Shihuan listened to what he said to himself, and wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but he couldn't insert it at all, so he could only roll his eyes silently in his heart.

This is nothing short of naked moral kidnapping.

According to King Wu, as long as she refuses, she is vicious in her heart.

Mo Shihuan couldn't help but be silent in his heart about his ability, and he also began to make up in his heart, if Wu Wang Daode kidnapped Zhuo Chen, I am afraid that according to Zhuo Chen's temperament, he will definitely let him suffer the consequences.

It's cool to think about!

When he was worried about being entangled by King Wu and unable to get out, a 'savior' can be said to have fallen from the sky.

Mo Yanwan, who was already angry with Mo Shihuan, came towards her violently at this time, but when she was about to approach, she found King Wu.

The flames all over his body seemed to be poured from the head to the bottom by a basin of cold water, and the whole person returned to the appearance of the 'scheming white lotus' in front of him.

A long blue dress lined the skin extraordinarily fair, and the corners of the skirt embroidered with a few orchids were as delicate as her, swaying in the wind, making people feel a sense of pity when they looked at it.

"King Wu, sister."

After saluting generously, his eyes were almost glued to King Wu's body, and he kept talking to King Wu, not paying any attention to Mo Shihuan next to him.

"His Royal Highness King Wu, the eight beautiful pictures you drew last time are really vivid......"

Little by little, he quietly squeezed Mo Shihuan away, and then cast a smug look at her.

Mo Yanwan gradually approached, if she didn't still care about this woman's shame, I am afraid that she would stick like an octopus all the time.

"Haha! I didn't expect Yan Wan that you can't help but be outstanding, and you are so talented......"

Facing Mo Yanwan's gradually arrogant gaze, Mo Shihuan always had that faint look on her face, and there was no trace of jealousy on her face, which made Mo Yanwan inexplicably disappointed, and gradually began to be annoyed.

Listening to their disgusting mutual flattery, Mo Shihuan couldn't help but roll his eyes anymore.

This is really Wang Ba looking at mung beans!

"I still have some things, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, he strode away directly, ignoring the retention that King Wu wanted to catch up.

"Miss Mo......"

And King Wu didn't take a few steps before he was entangled by Mo Yanwan again.

Mo Shihuan glanced back at the two people behind him, and couldn't help but be glad that he left immediately, otherwise sooner or later he would vomit out all the food he ate today.

"Get in the car!"

Just around the corner, a carriage stood in front of her, and a familiar voice came from within.

Mo Shihuan took a cursory look at the carriage, and it was indeed the same style as Zhuo Chen's liking, and he got into the carriage with quick movements.

What catches the eye is Zhuo Chen's impeccable face, although his eyes are closed, it will still invisibly give people a huge pressure, that is from the innate majesty of the superior, even if it is not deliberately released, it will still be felt.

"Why are you here?"

This person is so strange, it was his voice just now, but he was pretending to be asleep as soon as he entered the door.

Mo Shihuan didn't think much about it, and sat in the position closest to him without restraint.

At this time, Zhuo Chen, who heard Mo Shihuan's voice, only blinked his eyelashes slightly, and did not mean to open his eyes at all.

Facing Zhuo Chen, who had no feedback, Mo Shihuan just arched his nose at him, without the slightest displeasure, no longer spoke, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and only the sound of hawking outside and the wheeling of carriages passing by could be heard.