Chapter Ninety-Eight: Divorce from the Confession

Looking at the wrapped right hand, Li Shuo looked at Mo Xueyan and shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that I accidentally broke the brush." ”

Lishuo didn't want to say it, so Mo Xueyan didn't ask, got up and poured a cup of tea and gave it to him, before he said with a smile: "Male god, you taste this tea, this is Biyue tea that is hard to find for a thousand gold, it was given by the emperor, I am already a good buddy with the emperor, am I very powerful!" ”

Mo Xueyan had a beautiful arrogant face, and Lishuo smiled again, this time with a happy smile, and flicked Mo Xueyan's forehead, which was very light and shallow.

"Mo Xueyan, you are less embarrassed, it's not the time when you take advantage of the emperor's abnormality, and you don't have a weak heart at all when you take advantage of people's danger."

As soon as Lishuo's words came out, Mo Xueyan's arrogant face collapsed, the minions of the male god are really everywhere, and they even know the abnormal things about leaving the emperor, if the male god wants the throne of the emperor, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes.

"Male god, the more I come into contact with you, the more mysterious I find out about you, whether it is leaving the country or Qi, you have your industry, and your identity is also a mystery, are you a person from the country or a person from the Qi country?"

Mo Xueyan looked at him curiously, his eyes flashed brightly, and he drank tea and smiled mysteriously slightly.

"Mo Xueyan, haven't you heard a word? The more you know, the sooner you'll die, and you want to know who I am! Then I'll tell..."

"No, I don't want to know, I don't want to know at all." Mo Xueyan immediately interrupted Lishuo's words, an exaggerated trembling, Mom, the identity of the male god is definitely a fatal identity, she still doesn't want to know, her little life is very precious.

"Huh." Li Shuo smiled lowly, and suddenly, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, Yan'er, who was so afraid of death, where did he get the courage to jump Yanya Mountain.

"Mo Xueyan, when it comes to leaving the emperor, I think of the incident in Yanya Mountain, you said, if you are the Mo Xueyan who left the emperor and let you jump Yanya Mountain, will you be scared and weak."

Lishuo pretended to laugh at Mo Xueyan with a poisonous tongue, and the sudden jump in Mo Xueyan's heart stopped, and a white eye waited for him.

"Male god, this assumption of yours is simply impossible, I, Mo Xueyan, will not let myself go to the step of jumping off the cliff, if I am in Yanya Mountain, then I must have been forced to go up, I will immediately admit and beg to let go, delay time,

I also know a little bit about Yanya Mountain, at that time, that 'Mo Xueyan' had just jumped down, and the emperor had just arrived at the top of the cliff, if she could delay for a while, the ending would not have been like that.

So! I'm not her, if I were her, then I must have been pushed down, I, Mo Xueyan, am the most afraid of death, how could I do such a stupid thing, there is only one life, if it is gone, it is to cry to the palace of Hades, and it is also idle. ”

Mo Xueyan began to tweet again, but Lishuo fell into contemplation, three years ago he rushed to Yanya Mountain and saw Yan'er jump down with his own eyes, when she looked at him for the last time, with full reluctance, she was not controlled, because the puppet has no thoughts,

And according to what Yan Er said now, she was pushed down, but at that time, there was no figure around Yan Er, and there was no internal force floating, and she was still facing him.

So there is still something in this, but now he is confused, and it seems that the key point of everything is still on Wu Wu.

Mo Xueyan chattered, Lishuo thought quietly, and before he knew it, it was about to dawn, and when Lishuo left, Mo Xueyan fell asleep, and this sleep was a whole day.

Leng Xiange and Yan Min are helpless, it is really the first time they have seen such a sleeper, and it is also a loss that the emperor's harem is not as good as the harem of the previous emperors, otherwise a maid like Xue'er is estimated to not live for three days.

In the blink of an eye, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, early in the morning, Mo Xueyan explained the matter of Leng Xian Ge and Yan Min's shadow puppet play, so she used the excuse that she was sent to the palace by Bixi's father-in-law to procure, and then went out of the palace with the golden waist card.

As soon as she got out of the palace, Mo Xueyan went to Xueyue Pavilion first, but met Xiao Hongxi, who had disappeared for a long time, on the way, this encounter with Xiao Hongxie, Mo Xueyan remembered the meal she invited, she invited to eat, but when her Xuemo career opened, this person did not come to cheer.

"Little Red Shoes, how can we say that we are also friends! My Xue Mo career opened, and you, the young master of Hongyun Building, didn't even know how to come to cheer, it was really not interesting. ”

As soon as he entered the fourth-floor compartment of Hongyun Building, Mo Xueyan began.

Xiao Hongxie immediately clenched his fists and forgave himself, "Little girl, you have wronged me, although I didn't go, but the one who cheered was here, don't you wonder about the gold leaves in your income?" It's all mine. ”

As soon as Xiao Hongxie's words came out, Mo Xueyan was stunned, wasn't that from a male god? "Little Red Shoes, you? As long as you don't pull out a penny, you can give me such a show..."

Mo Xueyan's words stopped after that, because Xiao Hongxie directly took a gold leaf and handed it to Mo Xueyan, "Little girl, the gold and silver of each of our merchants have their own seals. ”

Mo Xueyan took it and looked at it carefully, indeed, the root of the gold leaf was marked with a small mark, it was a fire, and the same as the gold leaf mark that cheered her, Mo Xueyan took out the gold leaf that Lishuo gave her, and it was marked with drifting snow, which was different.

Mo Xueyan put the two gold leaves into her pocket, and smiled happily, "Hehehehe, little red shoes, I blame you for it, you are always absolutely arrogant, and the small one apologizes to you." ”

As he spoke, Mo Xueyan poured a cup of tea and respectfully handed it to Xiao Hongxie, who turned his golden flute and took it very unceremoniously, and then looked atmospheric.

"For the sake of the little girl's sincerity, I won't be angry."

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four maidservants smiled.

The shopkeeper of Hongyun Building brought the food over, Mo Xueyan immediately mixed her mouth, she was going to go to Xueyue Pavilion to have a meal first, and then learn about the current business of Xue Mo's career before going back to Yan Yueju, now it seems that she can only eat in this Hongyun Building.

After a meal, Mo Xueyan also knew why Xiao Hongxie didn't come to cheer her Xuemo career in person.

After Xiao Hongxie knew from Mo Xueyan that his savior was the 'Mo Xueyan', he took the four maidservants in spring, summer, autumn and winter to Yanya Mountain to worship the 'Mo Xueyan', so he didn't go to Mo Xueyan's Xuemo career, today he just rushed back to the snow capital, and met Mo Xueyan who left the palace.

"So that's the case, Little Red Shoes, I didn't expect you to be very kind!" Mo Xueyan pouted, a sentence of emotion.

Xiao Hongxie was arrogant, turned the golden flute and touched his face, "That's, no matter what I Xiao Hongxie says, I'm also the second young man of Xuedu, my benefactor little girl died unexpectedly, I have to go to worship no matter what." ”

"Ershao?" Mo Xueyan asked a question.

Xiao Hongxie's expression immediately changed, and he gritted his teeth a little, "Hmph! It's not your hateful Snow Brother who robbed me of the name of the Snow Capital. ”

Mo Xueyan is happy, her male god is the most powerful.

The two chatted for a while, and Mo Xueyan left Hongyun Building and returned to Yan Yueju.

"Childe, didn't this Xue'er girl enter the palace as a second-class maid, how could she appear outside the palace?" Dong'er asked suspiciously.

Xiao Hongxie turned his head to look at Dong'er, and then looked at the gradually disappearing figure, with a hint of uncertainty on his face, second-class maid, how good this is!