Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Flask

"The princess still doesn't believe in this king?"

Nangong Mo watched a little speechlessly as Mu Li drank his wine. looked at her smug face, her eyes were soft, and there was a trace of light lines on her lips, but it was also fleeting

"That's not it, I believe you very much, after all, the god of war in the hearts of the people of Dongshu should not be a despicable person, right? I just think your wine glass is a little bigger, I want to drink more, after all, not everyone has such good luck to drink the wine of the royal prince! Right! You see I drank it, you drank it too, right? ”

Mu Li pretended to be relaxed, turned the wine glass that had bottomed out, and made an extremely clumsy hungry fart at Nangong Mo. In fact, she didn't know the bottom of her heart, but she just had a feeling that firmly told her that he could believe it

"Huh? Nangong Mo, you bastard, lie to me, you really drugged..."Before Mu Li finished speaking, his vision became blurred, his head was a little dizzy, and his thinking was uncontrollable and confused! It's over, smart one, foolish for a while, I'm afraid that my reputation in this life will be ruined at the hands of this hateful bastard

Nangong Mo, if you dare to take the opportunity to bully me, I will definitely not let you go, Mu Li thought hatefully

Nangong Mo watched Mu Li slowly close his eyes, his eyes fell crookedly on the dining table, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then it was replaced by a dark indifference

Nangong Mo walked to Mu Li's side and picked her up gently, knowing that she would never wake up, but still carefully put her on the bed

"Princess!" Nangong Mo's slender figure stood beside the bed, his deep voice was cold, and his cold handsome face couldn't show any emotion

"Huh?" Mu Li's brows furrowed slightly, her cheeks flushed, and she whispered in a low voice, like a dream, and seemed to be responding to Nangong Mo

"Tell the king, who are you?"

"Mu Li!"

"Do you know who this king is?"

"Nangong Mo"

Mu Li's brows furrowed even more tightly when she mentioned the three words Nangong Mo, and a trace of gloom appeared on her face

"Why did you marry into the palace?" Nangong Mo's deep voice became colder and colder

"Looking for something"

Nangong Mo's face was gloomy in an instant, his eyes were sharp and cold, and he didn't need to ask anymore, he already knew what she was looking for

You are indeed Mu Nantian's spy

Since you want to find it, then this king is as you wish. But this king also wants you to bear the consequences

Nangong Mo's eyebrows were tightly locked, his phoenix eyes looked at Mu Li fiercely, his whole body was cold, and his heart fell to the bottom again

"Grandma, Li'er misses you so much, where are you? Take Li'er home, okay? I don't want to stay here... Grandma"

"Grandma? Who" Nangong Mo heard Mu Li's whisper and looked at her suspiciously. Who the hell is she?

Nangong Mo's lonely and indifferent figure was imprinted in front of the window, and a bright moon in the night sky shone into the room and sprinkled on his face, lonely, confused and entangled

"Well, my head hurts, huh? Damn Nangong Mo! As soon as Mu Li fell asleep, she only felt a splitting headache, tinnitus and dizziness, but the first thing that jumped into her mind was Nangong Mo's drugging her, shaking her head vigorously to make herself sober, and hurriedly lifted the quilt to check

"Huh, it's okay, the clothes are intact and haven't been moved, so it means that the innocence is still there, bastard Nangong Mo, you really dare to drug Aunt Ben!"

Mu Li rubbed her head and checked it up and down, gritting her teeth and scolding Nangong Mo

"Princess, did you sleep well?"

"Huh? Why are you still here, shameless, in vain I trust you so much, or the prince, you are simply a scumbag, despicable, and hooligan who does not speak of trust. ”

Mu Li was taken aback by Nangong Mo's sudden greeting, and instantly a wave of anger rushed straight to his brain, and Nangong Mo scolded him

"Why is the princess so excited? Is it a bad night's sleep and a nightmare? ”

Nangong Mo, who had been up for a long time and was wearing a dark brocade robe, was unhurried, and swept towards Mu Li lightly

As if he didn't see her anger, he drank tea elegantly and calmly

"Dream of your size, I slept well, the prince knows best! I wonder if the prince can achieve his goal? Mu Li stared at Nangong Mo with her eyes puffed up. Holding the corners of the quilt with both hands, he remained on guard

Mu Li didn't expect this ancient drug to be so powerful, and she must be cautious in the future, at least the things given by Nangong Mo can't be eaten and drunk indiscriminately