The girl turned sideways, and the delicate fragrance on her body irrepressibly spread to Murong Zheng.

He looked at Mo Xi in the not-so-bright light, and there was a bit of undue thought in his eyes.

She is as gentle and gentle as her mother, but she has an extra temperament that her mother does not have.

"Emperor Lao chattered, and his sons were not very grateful."

The smile on the corner of Moxi's mouth was bewitchingly soft, and the light, which was originally conducive to pretending to be sick, made her clothed with a layer of indescribable charm and softness.

Looking at Murong Zheng's gradually misty eyes, Mo Xi squinted slightly, and the white light fluctuated shallowly under his eyes.

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"The princesses of the dynasty are so uneducated?" Bai Tianyu's originally soft expression was restrained, and her shallow tone revealed indifference and alienation, which made people feel ashamed.

Murong Zijin stiffened his smile, flicked the beautiful rosary on his wrist, and walked towards Qingrun Gongzi.

"It was Qinghuang who asked me to come, she is now at her father's place to accompany her father to catch up, I am afraid that you will not be suitable in this palace, so I will come here to accompany you."

Bai Tianyu raised her eyes and smiled coldly, "Is it Xi'er's meaning or Haoyue's meaning." ”

Murong Zijin was shocked and looked at Bai Tianyu with some surprise.

"You recognize that?"

Bai Tianyu didn't answer directly, looked down at the teapot in his hand, picked it up and poured himself a cup.

"Do you know why I am cold to you among the four princes?"

Murong Zijin flipped through his memories and didn't say anything, waiting for his next words.

Bai Tianyu chuckled, without the usual warmth and moistness, and the tea surface was reflected in the cold, "Because of desire." ”

Whether it was Murong Zijin before, or Murong Zijin now, they all showed a completely different attitude towards him than towards others, even if it was very subtle, other people, and even the sons around him didn't see it, but Bai Tianyu's heart was like a mirror.

He knew very well that he hated the thoughts she had of him.

It was a completely different feeling when Mo Xi showed the same expression.

If Mo Xi is a lifelong tenderness for him, then the person in front of him is a hurdle that he never wants to cross, and when he sees it, he will block it in his heart, and he just wants to be out of sight!

Murong Zijin was dumbfounded, a little sad, and a little at a loss.

What he hates should be the former Murong Zijin.

Damn, why would she be attached to someone he hates.

The wrist rosary turned, and there was a sweet aroma in the air.

"Do you really hate me that much?" Murong Zijin stepped forward.

Bai Tianyu suddenly squinted, lifted the teacup, and the tea sprinkled on Murong Zijin.

Murong Zijin avoided it and reached out to quickly grab Bai Tianyu's wrist.

Bai Tianyu's face changed, and her gaze fell on the rosary on her wrist.

When Murong Zijin saw that he found out, he didn't hide it, and chuckled, "You are mine, why stay away from me." ”

Bai Tianyu looked at her coldly, her handsome eyes were no longer as warm as usual, adding a bit of chill.

Murong Zijin felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly dragged the person towards her.

"It's okay, after today, you'll be mine."

Bai Tianyu drew his sword with his backhand, and the cold light was cold.

Murong Zijin knew that he was weak now, so he didn't care, dodged the sword, and changed hands to catch the person again.

Suddenly, light and shadow intertwined.

The original playful face changed, the action sped up a few points, and a shadow appeared, but the person was still empty.

"You're wrong."

Murong Zijin looked up and saw the girl opposite who was protecting Bai Tianyu in his arms.

Mo Xi protected Bai Tianyu, revealing a coldness that had never been shown, "It's not yours, it's never yours." ”