But she still doesn't like this kind of Mo Qiqi.

The corners of Nalan Zhiyan's mouth were slightly hooked, but she didn't speak.

Lu Wei on the side saw Nalan Zhiyan, but her eyes rolled.

"In a month, Sister Nalan will marry the eldest prince, and at that time, Mo'er will bring Qiqi with you."

As soon as Lu Wei said this, everyone's eyes stopped on Mo Qiqi's face, wanting to see what would happen to her.

But Mo Qiqi's expression was still ignorant, and she shook her head.

"On that day, we all entered the palace with my mother."

As soon as Mo Qiqi finished saying this, the expression on Si Mo'er's face was a little tense.

Lu Wei also smiled dryly, "Yes, the county lord is definitely going to go." I forgot about it. ”

"Okay, I see Qiqi's face is tired, let's go out! Let Qiqi have a good rest. ”

Si Mo'er endured the impatience in her heart, with a shallow smile on her face.

"Mo'er, you are really a good sister."

Lu Wei praised it immediately, you must know that before this Mo Qiqi did not lose his memory, he was shouting and drinking at Mo'er, and he didn't treat Mo'er as a human being at all.

Now Mo'er can still ignore her past suspicions, she is so good with her, and her character is really good.

"Where, where."

Si Mo'er waved her hand, pursed her lips shyly and smiled.

"Then go ahead, cousin!"

Mo Qiqi slowly let go of Si Mo'er's hand, she turned her face sideways, and deliberately rubbed the ointment on her face on Si Mo'er's shoulder.

Before Si Mo'er could say anything, Mo Qiqi bit her lip tightly, a little at a loss.

"I'm sorry, cousin, Qiqi didn't mean to."

When Mo Qiqi said this, tears were also rolling in his eyes.

Si Mo'er looked at her moon-white clothes, stained with green ointment, and there was a green and unpleasant smell, and she suddenly felt nauseous.

The fabric of this dress is hard to find, and I have been brushing my good impression in front of my aunt for a long time, and what I got is still sewn by myself.

Now that I'm stained with this ointment, I don't know if I can wash it off.

I wanted to go up and slap Mo Qiqiyi, but reason told me that I couldn't do this.

"It's okay Qiqi, it's just a piece of clothing, and it can still be washed later."

Si Mo'er smiled, like an orchid in the hollow valley.

"Isn't my cousin angry?"

Mo Qiqi asked again, and in his dark eyes, he was still uncertain.

She asked like this, but she snickered in her heart, why did she already feel that Si Mo'er was already trembling with anger.

"You stupid girl, what's there to be angry about."

Si Mo'er shook her head helplessly.

"Cousin is still busy now, so I won't accompany you."

Si Mo'er said, and gently patted Mo Qiqi's shoulder twice.

"Hmm."

Mo Qiqi nodded, and watched them leave obediently.

She could hear them talking.

Lu Wei glanced at Si Mo'er's clothes, but was pity.

"Mo'er, your clothes are hard to find, not to mention, there is a style designed by Zhiyan for you, if you can't wash it, it's really a waste."

"Hey, you are so generous, if my sister is like this, you won't be scolded to death by me."

Si Mo'er endured the distress and smiled lightly.

"It's okay, just a little clothing material."

They drifted away, and their words gradually dissipated into the wind.

Mo Qiqi listened, his eyes stained with a hint of sarcasm.

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