At first, Coke naively thought that Mojiu was really just not thinking about anything, but later found that he couldn't sense it.

"Master, why can't I sense what you're thinking?"

Mo Jiu said: "Well, it's right if you can't sense it." Go ahead, don't miss the hour. ”

Although Cola still had unresolved doubts on his face, he also obediently flew away.

Mo Jiu was a secret agent in his previous life, and he was professionally trained to deal with instruments such as lie detectors, and he was trained to fluctuate his emotions and brain waves, so it was not difficult for Coke not to sense what she was thinking.

"Coke, you don't want to fly out like this, do you?"

Cola paused, as if he understood what his master meant, and transformed into a bird and flew out.

It seems that Coke is not too stupid. After Mojiu gave the Coke out, he began to prepare for this grand wedding.

On the other side, Mo Qingtian had ordered people to prepare for a grand wedding, and lifted the ban on Mo Yunchen and Xin Ziyan under the pretext that Mo Jiu was marrying the county lord.

By the way, I will save the face I lost in the Eight Princes' Mansion last time.

As long as Mo Jiu marries Xin Ziyan, he can not only save the face of the Mo family, but also the flesh and blood of the Mo family. And no matter whether it is Mo Yunchen or not, as long as the Mo family marries Xin Ziyan into the door, he can also have a backer like the Eighth Prince, which is simply a clever plan to kill three birds with one stone.

Mo Qingtian made a wishful thinking here, and he didn't take into account the feelings of Mo Jiu, who was put on a big green hat by himself.

Since it is a wedding to marry the county lord, it must not be sloppy, and Mo Qingtian has been busy with this matter in the past few days.

It's the day again, it's the eight characters of the two, and the bride price has to be prepared, and the family welcome team has to be prepared, and it's very busy.

After three days and three nights of busy work in the dark, it was finally the day to welcome the family.

On this day, a servant sent a bright red wedding robe to Mo Jiu, and a group of maids and servants rushed into Mo Jiu's house early in the morning and began to dress him up.

Mo Jiu didn't deliberately embarrass them, leaning lazily on the chair, watching them comb their hair and change their clothes.

Compared with Mo Jiu's calmness, the Song family has not met in the past three days. I thought that Mo Jiu had some way to get rid of this marriage, but he didn't expect that he would be indifferent on the day of the wedding.

"No, I still have to talk to the master."

Mo Jiu winked at the anxious Song clan and said, "Don't worry. Mother, look at Mo Jiu's dress, but he is handsome? ”

Song saw that Mo Jiu's heart was full of success, so he also calmed down a little. I wanted to accuse Mo Jiu of not having the appearance of her daughter's family, taking into account the presence of others, and she has always raised her as a man, the way she is now, thinking about it, it is all because of herself, and she is a little sad.

Mo Jiu saw Song's somewhat sad eyes and knew what she was thinking.

He sighed lightly and looked in the mirror to himself.

Mo Jiu in the mirror was dressed in a red robe, with a red ribbon and long black hair, making a fair and handsome face more and more handsome.

Mo Jiu's originally vegetable-colored face has become like congealed fat at some point, and his long hair like withered grass has become moisturized and smooth.

Mo Jiu's peach blossom eyes were also slightly bent when he was not smiling, which made the maids waiting beside him blush.

Why didn't she find out that the eldest prince was so handsome before, and being inadvertently glanced at by such a person made her heart pound, and she couldn't comb his hair smoothly.