The gold-threaded garment is made of satin gold. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Hair" has a light texture. There are jade beads between each crevice. A golden mask that obscures Blue End's eyes. Naturally, it is the most expensive purple gold. Reportedly. The imperial palace of Xishu. Purple gold is the most expensive. King Ya used this to show his position. is indeed a prince with a strong sense of vanity.

It's just that. To coward is to coer. At least Lan Mo looked through the mask at Yin Murong who accidentally stepped into the air. He fell to the edge of the carriage in embarrassment.

"Ya Wang. This way. This way. "The groom of the flower shop. respectfully helped Yin Murong, who looked drunk, to get into the car. Lan Mo frowned slightly. She couldn't imagine it. The move that swept through the entire building with the sword qi just now. From the hand of this prince who can't even walk well.

"Haha. Yours. King Ya smiled and threw a silver ingot in his hand. Then he threw himself at Lan Mo, who was sitting in the carriage.

She didn't hide. I just lost a square cushion. I saw King Ya holding the pillow. Shout out. "Go back to Jiangbei."

Lan Mo hesitantly lifted the curtain. She vaguely saw standing at the main entrance on the first floor of the Flower Workshop. A proud figure that suddenly appeared. The light projected by Yin Muyou's dark eyes. It is a deep unwillingness. One of his hands pressed against the other injured hand. Lan Mo saw it clearly. Her lips lifted slightly. "Don't worry."

Of course, Li Yuan understood what Lan Mo said. It was about to be passed to Yin Muyou, who was still looking at the back of the carriage in the distance. But I heard him say noncommittally. "I heard it too. All right. “

After speaking. Then he turned around and disappeared into the fireworks-filled realm.

"Bring up the best girls." Yin Muyou said loudly. For the first time in my life, I felt a deep sense of frustration. Even if it was once in the post-Tang Dynasty when he was reduced to a proton. I never felt frustrated. This time. But it's so intense.

Thinking about it. Spicy liquor to the mouth. There wasn't a single tear in his eyes. He's really like Seventh Brother. A billet with a natural nature.

Bang dang. Qi Ruo appeared in front of Yin Muyou like a gust of wind. The scroll behind the woman pointed straight to his neck. "It's a man. Just go and get her back. And here you are drunk. After speaking, he snatched the wine glass from Yin Muyou's hand. Fell to the ground with a thud.

"You dodge." Yin Muyou said coldly. When you lift the flask, you have to pour it on your back.

Tang Leran grabbed Qi Ruo's hand that was still going to stop. He never took anyone seriously. It's unmistakable. "He's willing to give up Lan Mo. Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa 'You don't care what he does. When did the eleventh prince have fewer women? Isn't my third sister a living example? ”

Agitation doesn't work. Yin Muyou doesn't need anyone's persuasion at this time. His sense of powerlessness comes from too many sources. Everything he has created. It comes from the incalculable fine thread. He couldn't hold Lan Mo in his hands. His heart will be troubled. Ever since he knew that the people he had been were creeping up to him. This unease is growing day by day.

The words of the queen mother Xia Fu are always in my ears. The tighter the grip. The more you lose. The more you care, the easier it is to be exploited by the enemy. Thereupon. It doesn't matter if you really drink to kill your sorrows. Isn't it the best way for him to paralyze his enemies?

Blue dust. I'm not trying to take advantage of you. It's just that. You're coming too fast. It's not timely.

"Ahh Lan Mo sneezed. Instantly woke up with the window open. Yin Murong who tried to blow the cold wind to sober up. His cheeks were not the red color of a normal drunken person. It's as white as the first snow that has just fallen. Lan Mo is also sometimes envious. The perennial fog of Xishu. This is the reason why the skin quality of the people here is excellent. But. Like the descendants of the Xishu royal family. Excellent looks. But it's rare.

Lan Mo thought of Hou Tang. There are only two handsome princes. and a beautiful princess who married far away. The other princes can't pull it out to make up the numbers. At least you must not come to Xishu.

Yin Murong hurriedly closed the window. He tucked the woolen blanket over his lap. Cover Lan Mo's knees as well. "How. It's not cold yet. “

"It's not cold." Lan Mo said casually.

Yin Murong seemed to be very satisfied. He hadn't woken up yet. At least. He's like a weasel at the moment. Smell the faint fragrance emanating from the spontaneous bun of blue powder. Lan Mo was a little annoyed. Okay. This girl has only borrowed your carriage to go farther. Wear this golden suit to please you not to say. and dare to sniff at her. Lan Mo's hand was about to push away Yin Murong Monkey's anxious paws. But he pressed his leg with his backhand.

"What are you doing?" Lan Mo squinted at him. Pretending to be delicate.

"Do some. You are happy. I'm happy too. Yin Murong said this very explicitly. Lan Mo felt a tingling sensation in his neck instantly. Her ears were filled with the hot breath of King Ya. Lan Mo is forbearing. As long as the person's dog mouth is touched......

Oops. When Yin Murong rolled out of the galloping carriage. Lan Mo exclaimed again and again. "Lord Wang. What happened to you. How did you fall out of the carriage. ”

Cavalry guards on either side of the carriage. They also dismounted. Go and help the fifth prince Yin Murong who fell in the snow. Xu is this fall is thorough enough. Yin Murong rubbed the big green bag on his forehead. On the other hand, I saw the blue end of a golden silk robe.

"You. Locked up with the people behind you. "Yin Murong has always held grudges. Even if it's stunning. I can't embarrass him in front of his subordinates. If this gets out. His image of a wise and martial artist. That's not the case.

"Yes." When the cavalry guard pulled Lan Mo down from the carriage. Lan Mo was clearly dragged away with a smile. It was just a kick that kicked a man out of the carriage. There really doesn't need to expend a little internal force.

He had just fought with Little Eleven. Sure enough, it was with all my might. No wonder it's so easy to kick down. Only when the Horse Guards brought her to the back of the convoy. She just knew. What a place is this.

In a cage in the open air. There were several people in ragged clothes. There are young and old inside. All of them have yellow muscles and thin muscles. I can't tell the difference. And if she is dressed in this outfit and stays in. It must be the target of everyone's attack.

The soldier guarding the cage door snorted coldly at first. Seeing that Lan Mo did not move. That's it. "Originally, you were a slave in the prince's picture. Now. It's offended the prince. Don't kill you. It's good. Why don't you hurry up and stay in. “

"This official. How about I exchange this dress for a few steamed buns. Lan Moti asked. She took off her purple gold mask. The creep's eyes suddenly straightened. But seeing that the cavalry guard beside Lan Mo had not spoken. He hurriedly continued to say majestically. "The prince didn't allow you to pick it. Take it back. ”

So when the glamorous blue end walked into this cage with a large number of people. All that was cast on her was a look of horror. There was even a glimmer of wanting to escape.

Don't. This golden garment has a different meaning.

The carriage continued to move. Lan Mo sat in a corner of the cage. She closed her eyes silently. Warm up your luck with your mind. It's winter. Don't get lucky. I really want to freeze to death.

Maybe it's because there's a warm layer of warmth around the blue end. Not in a moment. There was something soft lying on her lap. She quickly opened her eyes. Look at the caterpillar-like child. It was a little boy about five years old. There was almost no hair on the top of the head. On the back of his head there was a long braid.

"Why are you lying on my lap?" Lan Mo shook his head in confusion. Reach out and try to remove the caterpillar.

The little boy was like sticky candy. Die and don't let go. In the end, he hugged Lan Mo's thighs tightly. "Don't, don't. Sister is so warm here. ”

"......" Lan Mo was speechless for a moment. All right. Her true anger must have attracted this little child with cold palms. It's just that. She can't be held by a child all the way.

"Xiaoxiao. Come here. Lan Mo was hesitating what method to use to get rid of the little caterpillar. A soft call was heard not far away. The little boy suddenly let go of his two little arms.

"Mother." Xiaoxiao looked aggrieved. His little face flushed. This redness is clearly the reason why it has been exposed to the air for too long.

Lan Mo saw the child run away. I got up naturally. Her feet traveled through the body. Finally, the place where the child and his mother came to be. Only then did Lan Mo see it clearly. The woman's countenance. Delicate and natural. Let people know that it is a big girl when they see it. It's just that. How could such a person be here.

"Thank you, girl." The woman thanked her. Lan Mo waved his hand again and again. "Don't thank me. I didn't do anything. ”

"Huh. I was dizzy again. I thought I'd never wake up again. Xiaoxiao ran to you. The woman said gently. It's just girl, why did you get caught here? I thought. Here are all people from the Jiang family and the Chen family. I haven't seen you, girl. ”

"You are not slaves." Lan Mo asked rhetorically. If it's a member of the family. Certainly not a slave anymore. She was still thinking about it. Why did Yin Murong take so many slaves on the road. It turned out that I guessed wrong?

"Could it be that the girl is." The woman also asked rhetorically in Lan Mo's tone. A hint of disgust rose in her eyes. Lan Mo certainly understood where her disgust came from. I said it at the beginning. Slaves have another name in Xishu. Forbidden is also. So this woman is the descendant of a large family. It must have been a misunderstanding of Lan Mo.

"I'm not." Lan Mo replied coldly. She was very sensitive. But I don't want to scare the adults and children in front of me. It doesn't matter who she is in their eyes. "What matters now is. Who are you. “

"We are the descendants of the sinners. Right now, I should be going to Yawang's Mansion to be a domestic servant. "The woman was coughing all the time. She was clearly frozen.

Lan Mo is not a cold-hearted person. She saw the woman say so. I also understood the ** points in my heart. The emperor does not kill the descendants of the guilty ministers. and neither will they send them to the frontiers. This is also trying to break their self-esteem. But. The emperor of Xishu is really facing the dripping blood. He didn't seem at all afraid to put the enemy in front of him. is even willing to give them a way to live.

"But. Domestic servants are also not allowed to be kept in cages. Lan Mo muttered. Her question was unfinished. The woman in front of her is like a gossamer. Finally fainted again.

"Sister. Save my mother. She must have been starving. Xiaoxiao's face was like a little cat. Dirty. He snorted. said miserably. "My mother gave me all the food."