"Well, the analysis makes sense and is in place." Hearing Mo Yi'an say so much, Ye Yi nodded slightly and agreed.

He has a calm and breezy appearance, and in Mo Yi'an's eyes, he just doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks.

Who doesn't know that the prime minister of Shui Yanguo is a well-known upright, tendon, short-tempered, and wholeheartedly supports the power of the three princes, so if he knows that his son has not done a good job of supervision and bends the best seedlings of the inheritance of the great unification, he may be angry to death, or he will expel Mo Yi'an from the house.

"Compared to the Holy Lord's punishment, what do you think of the prince's methods?"

Mo Yi'an was stunned, rolled his eyes, and disgusted Ye Yi's knowingly asked.

In the dark, this is also used to say: "There is no comparison between the two, okay, the tepid nature of the saint will punish people at most for their lives, but the means of the prince of his family will directly make people's lives worse than death." ”

Mo Yi'an has a deep experience of this, such as the free overseas tour of the four countries, the three-day back-and-forth report in the north, and the half-moon experience of the Black Domain of Moge...... I feel my heart trembling when I think about it.

But he was sandwiched in the middle, like a poached egg, and he didn't dare to offend on both sides, his heart was stuffed, blue and thin, and he took mushrooms.

"Why is it always me who is hurt~" Mo Yi'an couldn't help but wail, and a kind of helplessness arose spontaneously.

"Because you owe abuse~" is not salty or light, Ye Yi blurted out, revealing a fact.

"......" Mo Yi'an was speechless, and the fact that it was very heart-wrenching was a slap in the face.

The key is that he was said lightly by Ye Yi, without the slightest sense of disobedience, when his words fell, Mo Yi'an only felt that his heart was broken into glass slag, the kind that he couldn't pick up.

felt as uncomfortable as a cat's claw, raised his head, opened his eyes wide, glared angrily, and ran away with grievance, grabbed the stone next to him and threw it at Ye Yi, roaring angrily: "Ye Yi, your uncle, get out of me~"

"Oh, isn't it?" With a chuckle, he asked rhetorically.

Seeing the oncoming stones, Ye Yi seemed to be smiling in his eyes, staring at each other like a fool, raising his body and flashing, easily dodging.

staring, hot eyes, eager to extinguish the night one. It's because it's because it's more congested.

After being quiet for a while, Mo Yi'an, who was sullen on the ground, stopped his hand, and then thought about the old man's repeated advice, what is a good way to assist the third prince, there must be no mistakes, a spirit, immediately stood up from the stone steps, his eyes flashed, and then shook his head and said firmly: "No, I want to save my little life, as well as the three views of the prince." ”

As he spoke, he was about to leave, and Ye Yi's gloating voice came from behind him: "Go now, you are not afraid of dying miserably." ”

In fact, Fang Cai Yeyi had already gone once, but he was not as impulsive as Mo Yi'an, and when he saw the scene inside outside the window, he quietly retreated directly.

Mo Yi'an, who was stimulated, turned around and glared at Ye Yi angrily, "Do you still have a conscience?" ”

"No, all I have is loyalty to the prince." Night One replied seriously.

Then seeing Mo Yi'an's aggrieved face, he no longer hit him, his eyes were focused, and he continued with a serious face: "The prince is wise and wise, and he has his own reasons for doing things, no matter what, let's just listen, what you think about is all superfluous, and mediocrity disturbs yourself." ”

……

saw that Mo Yi'an was under the coercion of someone and fled.

Mu Xiqing relieved herself, thinking that the other party would let go of herself, and struggled to get up, who knew that someone's palm was not loose but tight, especially not shy away from holding it around her waist at all, so that she couldn't move.

His face turned dark, his eyes stared straight at Di Mohan, he was unhappy, and said coldly: "Let go of me." ”

"Can you remember what this king said just now?" Ignoring Mu Xiqing's eyes that were holding back his anger, he replied in a cold and flat tone.

The slightest action has not changed, and it is obvious to tell the other party that if you don't remember it, then don't let it go.

"You count me!" It's not a doubt, Mu Xiqing said with certainty.

The eyes that were extremely black, with accusations, and the gaze of God Mohan was undoubtedly telling him that you made the means deliberately, so you didn't count everything before, and Miss Ben didn't follow it.

Di Mohan was silent at first, and then shook his head in denial.

"How can you be so clever that you don't know the heart of this king."

The ghost only knew that before today, Mu Xiqing was still convinced that King Han was a person who was not stained by the world, although there were some occasional scoundrels before, and he just made jokes with the other party, which was harmless, but now, Mu Xiqing's image of King Han in his heart collapsed.

"What is the process, this king doesn't want to investigate, now I only talk about the result, you are trivializing this king is a fact."

"That's what you designed, too."

"This is the first time." Forgive a certain black-bellied person, in order to rely on Mu Xiqing, his face is not red and he is out of breath.

"......" Mu Xiqing is very congested, isn't that the point?

How could she get into such a wickedness.

Stretched out his hand and brushed his forehead, telling himself not to be angry, the person in front of him is the King of Cold, and now he is his entourage, endure the anger of the moment, the sea and the sky.

Looking at the face in front of him, handsome and beautiful, it was very eye-catching, but when he heard the other party's words, Mu Xiqing couldn't help but want to give the other party two slaps.

"Give you three seconds, if you haven't thought about it yet, this king will acquiesce to you."

Hearing this, Mu Xiqing breathed a deep sigh of relief, and just wanted to say that it didn't take three seconds, I had amnesia, and I was going to die and not admit it.

Hearing the words added by Di Mohan later, he nakedly threatened: "It's not easy to lose memory, if you dare to deny it, then the king has to take special measures, I believe that as the king, it will be easier to ask Xiahou Yu for a minister's daughter than to ask for an entourage, after all, he should ask for it and not send a woman to the king~"

This point was guessed by Di Mohan, Xiahou Yu did try his best to send him a woman, but it was not someone else, but his own daughter, to put it bluntly, it was actually Xiahou Yu who wanted to send an undercover agent by Di Mohan's side.

I don't know how many hostile people of the King of Han have thought of such a trick, but no one has ever tried it successfully, because it is rumored that the King of Han regards women like poisonous scorpions.

"But this king doesn't disdain to deal with you with such means~" Seeing that Mu Xiqing seemed to be pondering and pondering his words, Di Mo said slowly.

The King of Ham has his own pride.

The so-called means can be used to deal with the enemy, but it must not be used to deal with the woman you like, that's right, someone whose feelings are blank at this moment, even the love that has been vacant for many years, merged into emotional intelligence, is online.

Unable to ignore the realism in his arms, Di Mohan was very sure of the fact that he was serious about the little fox in front of him.

If you say where seriousness starts, just because of that sentence, I don't know what to do, and I go deeper.

Sometimes feelings don't care about how long it lasts, how long they get along, how long they know each other, but at a certain right point, just the right person, just the right heartbeat, a joke, it's enough to fall-

Count your acquaintances, Mu Xiqing's mouth is upturned.

secretly lined in his heart: "If Di Mohan really dares to use such means to coerce himself, it is really a friendship, even if the other party is the king of Han, then he will not give him face." ”

Mu Xiqing is like this, straight to the point, dare to love and hate, you can be soft and conniving for those you care about, or you can be so ruthless that your heart is suffocating.

looked at Mu Xiqing, "Because of ......"

After a slight pause, clear and serious words sounded, as if taking an oath.

"What I want is your heart, your willingness."

"......" Mu Xiqing really wanted to say, King Han hadn't woken up yet.