Facing Murong Wu (qíng), who was so angry now, Jin Moxin was a little scared, but more because he felt pitiful.

It is difficult for a child who longs to be (ài) but is neglected (ài) to get warmth.

And he blocked all the roads with coldness, so that no one could get close to him.

In this way, although he will not be harmed, he will not feel the sun.

His heart is lonely, inferior, and cold.

Jin Moxin sighed, "Murong Wu (qíng), reconcile with yourself, only then can you get out of the (jìn) gong you painted and get sunshine." ”

Murong Wu (qíng) looked at Jin Moxin seriously, and it could be seen from her expression that it was not caring, but just the same (qíng).

His heart hurts inexplicably, why does he care about Ruyu and only have the same (qíng) for him?

He Murong Wu (qíng) never needed to be the same (qíng)!

He slowly approached Jin Moxin, perhaps because the chill emanating from (shēn) was too strong, so that Moxin couldn't help but want to dodge.

As soon as Mo Xin wanted to hide, he was quickly clicked by Murong Wu (qíng).

Mo Xin wanted to speak and curse, but he couldn't speak, he couldn't move if he wanted to, and he stared at Murong Wu (qíng) with a pair of beautiful eyes, angry and aggrieved, this appearance looked a little pitiful.

Murong Wu (qíng) was a little soft-hearted, deliberately did not look at her, and walked to the other side of the carriage and sat down.

This woman, who dared to say anything, had no choice but to do so in order not to let her continue to provoke him here.

The carriage was quiet like this, all the way to the gate of King Chen's mansion.

Murong Wu (qíng) unlocked Moxin's (xué) Dao.

Jin Moxin held a few books and hurriedly ran out of the carriage.

As I walked, I sighed in my heart.

Why am I scrap?

I want to be a martial arts master, preferably the best one in the world.

Why should I get married?

I want to marry freely, I don't want to marry like this.

Why is the prince who married me Murong Wu (qíng)?

What I want is a warm man, okay, not an iceberg!

This crossing is also a technical job, hey!

Forget it, it's better to take two steps faster, go back and drink a few more glasses of water to get on the fire, and it's better to go smoothly.

Halfway through, Xiao Hei suddenly jumped out from the front.

Mo Xin saw the cute little black in front of him, and hurriedly put down the book in his hand, picked up Xiao Hei, and rubbed his head.

"Why did you come back, Dongmei, is she okay?"

Xiao Hei nodded, when it arrived at the palace, Dongmei was indeed fine, but it didn't know that after leaving, everything had changed.

Mo Xin thought to himself: The right eyelid jumped before just because of eye fatigue.

She let Xiao Hei stand on her shoulder, holding a few books and happily walking towards the small courtyard.

She was worried about going the wrong way, but now she can be completely relieved.

Blackie's memory is great, and there's no problem with Blackie.

When Mo Xin was about to walk near the side courtyard, he heard the sound of the house collapsing.

She walked forward briskly with Xiao Hei in her arms, and saw Zhiqiu and Zhixia standing aside, and this remote courtyard, except for the wall that separated it from the outside, had all fallen down, and the wood was piled up here in a mess

, like a mess just after being blown up by a bomb.

Who can tell her, what's going on?

There were no earthquakes, huh?

"Zhiqiu, Zhixia, how did this house become like this?"

Zhiqiu and Zhixia saw that Mo Xin was back, and hurriedly ran forward.

"Mo Xin, just now Ouyang Cai and Ouyang Bing said that King Chen ordered this small courtyard to be demolished and rebuilt, so it became like this."

Zhixia looked at this mess, and felt uncomfortable, after all, he had lived for a while.

"Demolished and rebuilt?"

Thanks to this iceberg man, he didn't like her to put her in this remote and dilapidated courtyard, she had no opinion, and now the house has been demolished, where does she live?

This guy is stingy, don't just say that he is pitiful, what he says is also the truth, and he doesn't want to listen to the wind in his ears.

Is it so ruthless to demolish the house?

"Originally, we were going to move some things out, but they said they didn't want anything inside, and they said that we should move to the courtyard where King Chen lived."

Zhiqiu is a little unhappy, this has to live in the same courtyard with King Chen, and he doesn't see anyone who looks up and looks down every day, so it's not easy to see him.

In case of a collision with King Chen, his life will be gone.

"What? Did you hear me right? ”

Mo Xin's eyes were wide, living in a courtyard, this was too scary.

"Nope."

The two replied in unison, and they also thought that they had heard it wrong, and they had confirmed it again and again.

Mo Xin felt that this was like freezing to death in the middle of winter, and being splashed with a shēn of ice water, which was simply a deadly rhythm.

If she knew that this guy was so vindictive, she shouldn't have talked too much, shouldn't have pitied him, shouldn't have been with him.

He should be treated as a walking iceberg until he grows old.

How do you take back the water you say and the water you spill?

Now what?

Beg him, pretend to be pitiful and beg him, or go and roll one (shēn) mud to disgust him?

Didn't you say that you have a habit of cleanliness? Why doesn't it seem to be so clean now?

Didn't she just walk a long way, in such a short time, the entire courtyard was demolished, and the development of this drama (qíng) was a little too fast, right?

To tell the truth, it is better to freeze to death than to live in a courtyard with Murong Wu (qíng), facing his iceberg face every day, it is easy to be depressed!

But at this juncture, it's not good to add fuel to the fire.

"Let's talk to him first." Look at what this iceberg is up to.

Zhiqiu helped Mo Xin with the book, and when the three of them were about to walk to the gate of Murong Wu (qíng) courtyard, they were already tired and sweating, this residence was too big, and the lack of transportation was also a problem.

It is no wonder that those ancient women, who did not go out of the door all day long, could stay at home and embroider (rì) children.

Just walking on your feet takes most of the day.

As soon as he walked forward, he saw Ouyang Cai standing at the door of the room with a black face.

Ouyang Cai saw the three of them, especially the ink heart, and the chill on (shēn) emanated.

The woman didn't know what to say to her master, who got out of the carriage with a face

The color is ugly.

It's really a scourge, how could the master let such a woman live in his yard?

Could it be that this woman knows witchcraft? Confused the master?

Zhiqiu and Zhixia were a little scared in their hearts, and Mo Xin understood the reason why Ouyang Cai was angry, and felt that he was being shot while lying down.

This doesn't make Ouyang Cai hold a grudge.

Whoever she provoked, it was all caused by others, is she the victim, how can she look at it as the one who looks at it?

She looked like she was heinous.

"Ouyang Cai, I have something to say to King Chen, please go and report it." Jin Moxin deliberately raised the volume so that someone inside could hear it clearly.

Murong Wu (qíng), who was bathing in the house, heard this, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

This woman, so arrogantly, said that he was pitiful, and now that the place where he lives has been demolished, she doesn't have to look for him.

Thinking like this, Murong Wu's heart (qíng) was a little better, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

"The master is bathing, and I will talk about it when the master is bathing."

is going to live in the master's yard, and she can't wait to get close to the master, this woman shouldn't have let her live in the first place.

If Jin Moxin knew what Ouyang Cai was thinking, he would probably scold: You are brainless, do you think your master is RMB? Everybody likes him.

"Okay." Don't wait for what to do, people should always bow their heads under the eaves.

Why don't you just take a shower, just wait a minute.

The three of them stood outside the room like this, waiting, at first Mo Xin was still standing well, but after a while, he felt tired, so he simply sat on the ground and waited.

Because Murong Wu (qíng) has a habit of cleanliness, the ground is cleaned very clean.

"Princess Chen, I'd better go and move a chair for you."

It's really not good to sit on the ground like this as Princess Chen.

Usually in the small courtyard, you can do it at will, but this is outside King Chen's courtyard, and it's not good to be seen by King Chen.

Zhixia was a little anxious, this Moxin didn't seem to pay attention to etiquette and rules, if this was in the palace, he didn't know how to be punished.

"No need, it won't take long to wait, so as not to trouble."

Anyway, she is not an ancient person, and there are not so many rules.

Who stipulates that if everyone is beautiful, the princess can't sit on the ground?

She didn't care what these people thought.

By the time Mo Xin finished reading the book in her hand and handed it to Zhiqiu, she was already a little impatient.

An hour passed, which was equivalent to two hours.

After bathing and washing for two hours, didn't the skin on Murong Wu (qíng) (shēn) be wiped off?

This guy did it on purpose, deliberately made her wait at the door!

Jin Moxin stood up, stepped on two somewhat paralyzed feet, and shouted, "Murong Wu (qíng), if you don't come out of the bath, it's going to be dark." What do you really want? ”

It's really hateful!

"Bold, master, how can you say it." Ouyang Cai's face was angry, not for Jin Moxin's current (shēn) sake, he really wanted to give her a slap directly.

"You are bold, this is King Chen's Mansion, I am Princess Chen, how can you say that master."

Jin Moxin directly went back, on (shēn) this Ouyang Cai is not a deputy head of the guard, she is also his master.

Although in this Chen Palace, no one regards her as Princess Chen, and she is not uncommon, so what?

This (shēn) portion is hers now, and she has the right to use it.

Good words to say, when she is a bully. Then there is no need to waste a good attitude.

Zhiqiu and Zhixia were frightened by Jin Moxin, who suddenly became so strong, although the current Mo Yu is very handsome, but it is really not a wise choice to offend the chief of the guard in this Chen Palace.

How do you live in the future?

"You ······" Ouyang was speechless.

"Let her in." Murong Wu's voice came from inside the house.

Ouyang Cai's face was unwilling, and Jin Mo smiled proudly.

As soon as I took a step, I heard a sentence.

"You go and get twenty sticks, remember that she is Princess Chen, and you must be respectful to Princess Chen in the future."

The corners of Mo Xin's mouth rose, but her heart was smiling bitterly: This iceberg, Xiu En (ài)'s fault has been committed again, which makes her hateful.

If eyes could kill, Ouyang Cai's current eyes would have cut her with a thousand knives.

"No." Ouyang Cai couldn't bear to leave quickly.

He had been with his master (shēn) for many years, and now his master was actually punishing him for this golden ink heart.

Jin Moxin, I really underestimate you.

Seeing that Moxin made King Chen pay attention to it, the happiest thing was Zhiqiu Zhixia who was standing outside, the two glanced at each other, and finally Moxin was happy to be this Princess Chen.

Mo Xin pushed open the door, and a fresh fragrance came to his nose, this fragrance was a bit strange, but it smelled (tǐng) comfortable.

This is like the courtyard of the Star Courtyard, and the room is also big, but such a large room is empty (dàng) (dàng), giving people a little cool and a little lonely at first.

Murong Wu (qíng) is not such a lonely person, such an arrangement is as he likes.

People affect the layout of the environment, and the layout of the environment affects people's hearts (qíng), which circulate with each other, no wonder Murong Wu (qíng) has been the same for so many years.

Walking inside, Murong Wu (qíng), dressed in an ink-colored robe, was sitting on a long chair, his head bowed and wiping his long, freshly washed hair with a towel.

Hearing Mo Xin's approaching footsteps, Murong Wu (qíng) looked up at her, and there was actually some tenderness in his eyes.

Mo Xin's footsteps were paused, this guy was not lightly ill.

(End of chapter)