Qin Mosong kicked a few times, a little tired.

The little guy's death-like performance also made him a little excited.

"Say, what are you afraid of? He slowly squatted down in front of the little guy, stretched out his hand and pulled the little guy's hair, and lifted it up violently, so that his already blue and swollen face met his sight, and said gloomily.

The little guy was lying on the ground in an extremely strange posture, and there was no pain in his body, and now that Qin Mosong pulled his hair, he couldn't control his breath of cold air.

Qin Mosong's face enlarged in the little man's swollen eyes, his lips trembled, and he said indistinctly: "No...... Didn't ......."

After spitting out these two words, the little girl no longer had the strength, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she slowly closed.

Qin Mosong didn't intend to let him go.

Hum! He was a dignified king, and he was forced into such a situation, but he didn't even know who was behind it.

Also, those guys who can get a lot on weekdays, except for making trouble for him, what have they done during these times.

Qin Mosong felt that he had grown so big and had not had as much bad luck as he had in the past few months.

In the past few months, he has really not done anything well, and he always feels like someone is staring at him from behind.

Every step he takes is in the calculations of others, but he can't do it if he doesn't go.

This feeling is really embarrassing, but he can't find anyone.

It's not that he didn't suspect that Qin Mojun was making trouble behind his back, and even he suspected Qin Moyu, but after checking and checking, he couldn't find a trace......

There is no reason why the evil fire in his belly does not come out.

When he finds the person behind him, he will definitely give that person a taste of pain!

Now......

These starless minions naturally can't let them live better than his master.

"Pap ......" Qin Mosong raised his other hand and slapped the little guy's already deformed face into a crackling sound, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty vicious coldness in his voice: "Why, this is trying to pretend to be dead for this king!" If you are willing to let your father and mother bury you, you can just pretend to be dead for this king......"

The little guy only felt that he had no strength in his body, and his mind was even more buzzing, chaotic, but before his consciousness slowly blurred, he could barely hear the meaning of Qin Mosong's words.

The little guy moved, lifting his eyelids with difficulty, and at the same time a weak, indistinct sound came from his mouth.

Seeing that the little guy was out a lot of gas and less air in, Qin Mosong didn't care, but the suffocation in his heart hadn't been vented yet, and the little guy was already so angry that he was going to die, which made him feel even more bored and unlucky.

"He Xinli, let people come over with cold water!" Qin Mosong kicked the person on the ground again, stood up, took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hands, and commanded in front of the figure standing in the corner of the study, like a sculpture.

"Yes!" He Xinli answered and walked out of the study.

"Lord Wang......" A delicate voice with obvious horror sounded.

Sitting behind the desk with his forehead enduring his headache and irritability, Qin Mosong, who was thinking about those bad things, heard the voice and raised his head with a frown.

Ruan Xuan'er stood at the door, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes sparkling, looking at her helplessly like a frightened deer.

Qin Mosong's heart softened, he got up and walked to the door, and took Ruan Xuan'er's cold little hand: "Why are you here now?" ”

"I, I just made some cold fruits, and I thought I would bring them over for the prince to taste, so I came over." When Ruan Xuan'er spoke, her eyes timidly glanced at the motionless little guy on the ground.

The expression in Qin Mosong's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he looked towards Jin Se behind Ruan Xuan'er.

Sure enough, Jin Se was holding a tray in his hand, and the preserved fruits in a small pink porcelain bowl on top looked very attractive.

He Xinli came back at this time, and Qin Mosong was no longer in the mood to continue tossing the little guy, and ordered He Xinli to carry the person down.

"It's messy in the house, let's go, this king will accompany you to sit in the courtyard for a while!"

"Hmm!" Ruan Xuan'er responded softly, regained her composure, and followed Qin Mosong out of the study.

Qin Mosong is very satisfied with Ruan Xuan'er's performance!

Qin Mosong led Ruan Xuan'er to the stone table under the tall old locust tree in the courtyard and sat down.

"Your Highness! You taste it! Ruan Xuan'er took the small pink porcelain bowl and put it in front of Qin Mosong.

Qin Mosong's nose moved.

Ruan Xuan'er has an extremely unique faint fragrance, which seems to be absent.

Every time Ruan Xuan'er approached, he could feel the intoxicating aroma, but if he deliberately smelled it, it seemed that he couldn't smell it.

"Xuan'er's craftsmanship is getting better and better!" Qin Mosong scooped a spoonful and tasted it, it was really a good summer, he praised with a smile.

Ruan Xuan'er smiled lightly and watched Qin Mosong eat, seemingly very satisfied.

"Xuan'er also try it!" Qin Mosong scooped a spoonful and handed it to Ruan Xuan'er's lips, looking at her affectionately.

The current Qin Mosong and the Qin Mosong who was in the study just now are definitely like two people.

Qin Mosong didn't notice it himself, the anger and irritability just now seemed to have disappeared without a trace!

"Hmm!" Ruan Xuan'er lightly opened her cherry lips, lowered her eyes and shyly swallowed the cold fruit that Qin Mosong fed her, hiding the cold smile in her eyes very well.

Qin Mosong was satisfied with eating a bowl of cold fruits, and when he put down the pink porcelain, he found that Ruan Xuan'er was a little distracted.

"What's wrong?" Qin Mosong asked.

"Ah......" Ruan Xuan'er came back to her senses, her pink cherry lips with extremely beautiful lines opened, and finally she shook her head lightly and said, "Hmm! It's nothing? ”

"What? Is there anything else you can't tell this king? Qin Mosong was a little displeased.

"No......" Ran Xuan'er subconsciously explained, then glanced at the study with some hesitation, and was entangled for a moment under Qin Mosong's gaze, and said with some concern: "Is there anything bothering the prince?" ”

The light in Qin Mosong's eyes moved, and his gaze at Ruan Xuan'er became a little sharper.

Ruan Xuan'er made contact with Qin Mosong's gaze for a moment, and lowered her head with uneasiness.

A gust of wind blew. Ruan Xuan'er's broken hair on her sideburns danced gently, and a faint fragrance of vagueness penetrated into Qin Mosong's nose.

Qin Mosong's expression eased, patted her hand and said, "It's okay, it'll be fine later, don't worry!" ”

Ruan Xuan'er raised her head and bit her lip lightly: "Hmm! Xuan'er hopes that everything will go well with the prince! It's just that Xuan'er is useless, and she can't share her worries for the prince! ”

Ruan Xuan'er's soft and tactful voice brushed through Qin Mosong's heart like a feather, making him a little fluttery.

And the fragrance in the cool breeze is even more calming, as if it can wash away all worries.

Qin Mosong laughed, took her into his arms, and flirtatiously picked her chin: "How can Xuan'er be useless!" These things are supposed to be the men's worries. Besides, this king can always be by Xuan'er's side, and he feels a lot more comfortable! Xuan'er is the rarest treasure of this king! “

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