Mo Chaowan hurriedly looked back, a girl in a luxurious red dress pinched her waist, angry with her husband, and the woman pouted and looked a little displeased.

That's it, her good friend Wind Chasing the Moon......

"Okay~ with you, with you!" The man in Tsing Yi hurriedly held her hand and said, his cheeks slightly red from the wine.

The detached tone, I don't know if it's perfunctory to her.

How could the daughter of the eldest princess marry someone who is addicted to alcohol...... Mo Chaowan couldn't help but support his forehead.

Also, the eldest princess is close to the queen, so she is not treated by the new emperor Mu Xuanli, it seems that Chasing the Moon is the drunkard who is married, and it may not be so smooth after marriage.

Mo Chaowan sighed, turned his face, and pointed at the drunkard in a cold voice and asked, "Who is this drunkard in front?" ”

Mu Xuanli was behind her, glanced at the other side, and said lightly, "The little boy of General Situ's mansion." ”

"Xiao Wan?!" Feng Chayue turned around and saw Mo Chaowan, and couldn't help but wipe his eyes seriously.

If you look closely, it's really Mo Chaowan!

Mo Chaowan took a few steps forward, smiled, and showed a girlish expression, "Xiao Yueyue, it's me~"

"How did you get back! You...... Run! Wind Chasing Moon came back to his senses from the huge surprise and shouted anxiously.

"What am I running?" Mo Chaowan asked blankly.

"The Mo family has been exiled! I went to take a look at the house last time, but I didn't see you, I thought you were gone......" said, Feng Chayue's nose was sore, and she wanted to cry, because she had been sad for a long time.

The exile of the Mo family?

It seems that this is also the credit of Mu Xuanli.

Mo Chaowan thought lightly, the Mo family had nothing to do with her.

Mu Xuanli walked slowly with a calm face, and when Feng Chasing Yue saw Mu Xuanli, he was scared like a mouse seeing a cat, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Ahh Looks like you can't run away, Xiao Wan...... Look at the back...... It's terrifying......" Wind Chasing Moon exclaimed, whispering in fear.

Mo Chaowan looked back and saw Mu Xuanli behind her, and then looked at Feng Chasing the Moon, "What's wrong?" What's so scary? ”

Feng Chasing Moon was shocked, she was indifferent!

But what happened below made her jaw drop!

Mu Xuanli gently hugged Mo Chaowan from behind and kissed her sideburns as if flattering.

Actions speak louder than words.

The two of them really have a leg as rumored!

The wind chasing the moon was instantly petrified and dumbfounded.

What made her even more stunned was that the domineering and cold His Majesty and the glamorous and charming Mo Chaowan were still very compatible!!

Situ Zhi suddenly sobered up, and hurriedly knelt down respectfully, "Participate in my emperor!" Long live our emperor! ”

"Flat, I don't want the people to know who I am." Mu Xuanli said coldly, his voice mixed with the majesty of the king.

Situ Zhi quickly stood up, didn't dare to raise his head, and buried his head to death.

Mo Chaowan glanced at Situ Zhi, and felt that he was a little timid, and he was very ordinary, but he looked more honest, maybe the eldest princess married him because he was honest.

"Then we won't bother, Xiaowan, next time you come to the princess's mansion to play with me!" Feng Chayue hurriedly dragged Situ Zhi away.

Mo Chaowan pouted, and said unhappily to Mu Xuan, "You scared the young couple away." ”

Mu Xuanli smiled lightly, "Compared to Situ Zhi, I think I'm pretty good." ”

"Huh?" Mo Chaowan glanced at him.

"I am first and foremost an emperor, I can play the piano and paint, I am knowledgeable, I don't drink, I don't drink money, I don't want to be timid...... The key is to be dedicated to you. Mu Xuan said with a dark smile.

Mo Chaowan pursed his lips, felt funny, looked him up and down, he looked so delicate, he did have the capital of self-confidence.

The daylight is fading, and the breeze blows through the willow trees on the edge of the city, and the willows pull out fresh green shoots.

Under the willow tree of the city wall, there is a stone sculpture of a beautiful woman, the woman sits on the stone bench with an expressionless face, holding a suqin on her lap.