"Zhaoqing Hall - it doesn't sound like the place where the Queen Mother lives." Bai Yi muttered inwardly, but still avoided pedestrians and shrank inward.

The palace people, the stone pillars, the flowers and plants, the water tank, and the white clothes tried their best to avoid themselves.

With a boy of four or five years old, wearing a white dragon robe, behind a tree of flowers, just face to face.

This boy has dragon eyes and phoenix eyes, fair skin, and a slight shadow of Mo Chang on his facial features.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time. He even leaned in closer, curiously and more closely, to observe and discern.

"Who are you?" Bai Yi asked a dull word.

"I'm Hui'er. Who are you? ”

"I'm white. Are you Mo Hui? ”

"Yes, then what kind of white clothes are you?"

What white clothes? Bai Yi thought about it, after so many years, he got used to it, "Yuwen Baiyi." ”

The little prince nodded, "Can you not be silent?" I don't want anyone to find me. Mo Hui said.

"Okay. If someone finds you and bullies you, I'll hit them. ”

Mo Hui smiled happily, "Then let's be friends." If someone does this to you, I'll help you beat them. ”

If outsiders see it, they may have to beat Bai Yi and Mo Hui first-the two of them squatted in the corner, and they were not afraid of the wet and cold ground. After talking to each other for a while, and for a while about the roots of the trees and grass, and the tide insects under the stones. Mo Hui is just that, Bai Yi is simply a fool. Mo Hui heard someone calling him, and found that although the man in white was squatting, his whole body became tighter, lurking like a small beast, and he turned to the place where there were voices outside, and it was really a posture of preparing to go out and beat people.

Mo Hui walked over, lay behind her, covered himself with white clothes, leaned on her shoulder and looked out, "It's okay, it's still a while before I find it." What are you here to do? ”

"I want to find the Queen Mother."

"The Queen Mother really loves me, but she's not here. She was in the Hall of Yilan. ”

"Your Highness! Your Highness" continued. Bai Yi and Mo Hui looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go."

"I'm leaving."

Mo Hui's small body ran out, and the few eunuchs who were looking for him smiled like a treasure, and Mo Hui looked back at the hiding place just now, and the white clothes were gone.

Bai Yi went up to the palace wall again in a place where no one could see, and crawled forward, but the search was too slow like this, and the palace was big, so she walked for more than an hour, and she only walked two palaces, neither found the Yilan Palace, nor heard anyone mention the Yilan Palace. It seems that he still has to find another opportunity to ask Mo Hui.

The white clothes returned to the back garden, from the long tunnel, back to the rotunda.

This time, Mo Chang put some hot tea and hot water, and the red bean cake was there, but the people were not there. The white clothes packed up and bathed, and slowly fell asleep.

Mo Chang waited for the princess's mansion to become lively, knowing that Princess Yanyang had returned to the palace from the palace to receive the banquet, but he didn't know what Mo Rong had said with He Bachun and the princess. His fate is still like a chess piece. Not even the two puppets in Hou Cong's room. Look at the people next to you, Cuizhu and Ling Xiao have not talked much these days. He didn't talk much to them. Originally, in the fate of Ling Luotianya, the three of them were actually a little dependent on each other, but now they are cold.

Mo Chang didn't care, he took time to ponder it in his heart, reminisced, and remembered the engagement of the three princes of Liguo he had just heard, and felt that Ling Xiao should have been touched.

Because of this, he couldn't help but look at Ling Xiao a few more times.

After bathing, he scattered in the courtyard again, looking at the moon and stars in the sky, knowing that there was no one in the two wings, Hou Cong and the two in the sky, both staying in the princess's main courtyard, on the one hand, to welcome Mo Yanyang back to the palace, and on the other hand, to continue to discuss the investigation of the Bai family's old case. What Hou Cong put forward this opinion for, and why he didn't discuss it with himself, Mo Chang knew it.

Therefore, when he heard the sound of human footsteps coming from far and near, Mo Chang didn't care if his hair was dry or not, ran away, and walked back to the house. He casually said a few words of gossip, and sent Cuizhu and Ling Xiao to sleep, and he was going to rest in peace.

Ling Xiao made the mattress and raised his eyes to look at Mo Chang gently, "Your Highness, the slave has something to say." ”

Mo Chang agreed, and asked Cuizhu to retreat first.

After Ling Xiao waited for the door to close, he counted a few more times, squatted for a blessing, and said softly, "Your Highness, the slave thinks that everyone is tempting, and it is no longer a good errand." Everyone is for you, but now, they are all for themselves. ”

Mo Chang smiled bitterly, it turned out that she was going to say this-"That's not natural." ”

"Slave is not, slave is still for His Highness. Your Highness, no matter what Hou Cong and Yuwen Changkong say, you just don't have to listen. Now, hasn't the imperial court sent someone again? Hou Cong and these people are a little cautious, shouldn't they tell the imperial history of Liguo? ”

Mo Chang looked at her, "Don't be stupid. What is the relationship between He Bachun and Hou Cong, don't you understand? Were you not with us at the time, or did you forget? ”

Ling Xiao smiled, "No matter how you say it, He Bachun is also the new emperor's person, with the slave's understanding of His Majesty the new emperor, how dare He Bachun?" Besides, He Bachun didn't come to Jiangnan by himself. How could His Majesty the new Emperor rest assured that he would come alone? Now, we just have to inquire where the people from the north live this time, and it is inconvenient for you to go out, so you can do it. They always have a way to supervise and govern each other, no matter what, can they still let Hou Cong jump? Send a letter to Datong, you can always do it. ”

Mo Chang was not so much angry as bitter in his heart, "Ling Xiao, you are stupid." Hou Cong and the others jumped again, but they didn't follow the will of the first emperor of Liguo. Is it difficult to understand that the first emperor and the new emperor of the kingdom are really for me? Hold me for food, and stir up the country first. Besides, I'm not completely obedient to the decision of the country, and I don't want to die in white myself, you know? ”

"Understood, the slave is stupid and stupid, and he doesn't have much knowledge, Your Highness don't be angry. Let's rest. ”

Ling Xiao knows these advances and retreats best, since it doesn't make sense, then don't talk about it.

She stepped forward gently, helped Mo Chang, leaned on him back to the bed, and gently hugged him when he sat down.

Mo Chang didn't have that nature, because Bai Yi was in the tunnel.

"I'm tired, so Lingxiao, you go back to the room first, and get together another day."

"Your Highness is tired, and the slave pinched His Highness's shoulder?" Ling Xiao didn't give up.

"Forget it, it's late."

"Yes, the slave has stepped back."

Ling Xiao left Mo Chang's room, feeling empty and dazed.

She is a person who manages the country, and she is here in exile, and now she has no support and nothing to look forward to.

Originally, if it weren't for Hou Cong's ignorance of lifting, if it weren't for Yuwen Changkong and Dugu Zheng's trapping, she would have been able to marry Hou Cong with Bixiao, and her lifelong peace would have been saved. Now, she can't accept giving herself to such a chess piece, or a chess piece that she doesn't appreciate at all.

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