However, in the future, she owes Jun Meili the debt, so she will pay it back slowly.

After a while, someone knocked on the door, she put away the phoenix feather, opened the door lightly, that person was a eunuch, she knew, and said to her: "The queen mother is invited." ”

"Queen?" What did she ask her to do?!

Sitting in a carriage and wearing palace clothes, he came to the palace from the side gate and followed the angel to the imperial study?

Isn't the imperial study the emperor's study?

Mo Chaowan was full of question marks.

She slowly entered the palace, the palace atmosphere was elegant, the regent Mu Xuanli was sitting on the main seat, Ling Yue was standing next to him, the queen and the three princes were sitting on the left, and Mo was sitting below.

Now that the regent is in power, his authority is equivalent to that of today's saint, and the imperial study is naturally his conference room in the palace.

When the regent saw her coming, there was more light in his dark eyes, but it soon dimmed.

Mo Pingping saw Mo Chaowan's face that looked very much like Luohe, and his mood became complicated.

Mu Yujun saw Mo Chaowan's more charming face today, and his heart was pounding.

The queen thought coldly, Fengge woman is really not ordinary, Luohe, even if you die, your daughter will be useful.

"See the Regent, the Queen's Mother, and His Royal Highness the Three Princes." Mo Chaowan bowed and said lightly.

She didn't like this kind of etiquette.

The queen just wanted to speak.

"Get up." The Lord Regent has spoken first.

"Thank you, Lord Regent." Mo Chaowan's tone was light, and he stood up slowly, and his detached tone was like speaking politely to a stranger.

The Regent's heart ached for a moment, was she distancing herself from him?

So he said coldly: "The eighth day of the first month of next month is a good day, and this king is here to congratulate the three princesses first." ”

"The Third Princess?" Mo Chaowan looked up and stared at the regent incredulously.

"Then thank you to the regent for the marriage, Jun'er doesn't thank you Uncle Huang." The queen smiled happily, and her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang!" Mu Yujun smiled wryly, looking a little nervous, but more excited!

Mo Chaowan, no matter how capable you are and how beautiful you are, you still have to follow me after all!

Mo Chaowan's expression has always been solemn, she doesn't want to be the third princess at all, she doesn't want to be controlled by others, she doesn't want to be a caged bird, and live guarding that one acre and three points of land!

She is an eagle that spreads its wings and soars freely!

"Chaowan, aren't you grateful?" Mo Ping hurriedly pulled her to kneel, looked flustered, and kowtowed together.

It seems that her invincible father is still afraid of the regent? Mo Chaowan thought coldly and kowtowed lightly.

The regent stood up lightly, and the moment he stood up, the aura in the room changed, and his dark robe slowly crossed Mo Chaowan's arm......

Even if you marry someone you hate, he will never allow her to leave her and her crush Junmei......

The Lord Regent closed his eyes in pain.

Seeing his gold-rimmed black boots passing in front of him, the two were very close, and Mo Chaowan's heart stopped beating for a moment.

Ling Yue sighed, and her heart throbbed, master, why are you suffering?

Mo Chaowan turned to a cold smile and smiled grimly, I don't want to get married, you forced me!

She's not afraid to turn a wedding into a funeral.

……

She drove out of the palace in a carriage, the road was dark and terrifying, and she suddenly sensed that there was a murderous aura around her, and someone was following her!

It seems that the comer is not good!

She got out of the carriage and deliberately swaggered out, just to attract the man out.

The nerves were tense, the breathing was stagnant, and he did not dare to slack off.

There seemed to be no less than seven people around, and three auras were not lower than the eighth order!

Two suspicious scents came to his nose, and Mo Chaowan realized it, quickly held his breath, and used spiritual power in his body to drive away.

Oh??

Cartilage powder and fascination?