Chapter 17: Falling Flowers (2)

Yuan Hengjing leaned lazily against the tree, his handsome face slightly curled, and his eyes were full of interest and interest.

Looking at the arrogance of the villain in the distance, it seems that it is really a good decision to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion today, his Mo'er has grown up and knows how to protect herself.

As if feeling his gaze, Limo turned around, and the two pairs of eyes met.

He walked slowly, as if he was stepping on the clouds and white lotus, the moonlight clothes were rippling and swaying, clean and unstained with dust.

Limo was slightly stunned, and the two looked at each other like this, strange, she suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Uh, it's you? How did you end up here? She was the first to break through this embarrassment and asked in surprise.

Yuan Hengjing smiled softly, her eyes were shining, her posture was noble, her gentle eyebrows and eyes seemed to contain the world, she raised her lips and smiled, looking forward to life.

"Prime Minister Mu Cheng invited me to the Prime Minister's Mansion to taste tea and play chess, but I just watched a good show." He paused, and then said, "I didn't expect Miss Mu to have a hobby of dressing up as a man..."

Li Mo understood that what he said was naturally the matter of Jin Yulou, but it was so natural, so casual, and she opened the topic and said, "You mean, my father is back?"

Her tone was light, her emotions did not fluctuate much, and fragmentary memories kept coming to her mind.

Three years ago, my mother was in the mausoleum to make a fuss, after all, my mother was the daughter of the general's mansion, so the emperor was angry with his father, and sent his father to the frontier to garrison for three years.

Now, the three-year deadline is approaching, and my father has returned. It's just that the original owner of this body can't see her father anymore, and she can't help but feel a little sad.

In the hall, Mu Tingxuan and a handsome man were waiting.

Yahuan had already stepped forward to pour tea for them, and stepped aside in a regular manner, but Yahuan's beautiful apricot eyes subconsciously glanced at Yuan Hengjing.

His Royal Highness King Heng is so good-looking, no wonder the fourth lady chatters every day, but it's a pity that His Royal Highness King Heng doesn't come to the Prime Minister's Mansion often, otherwise they can feast their eyes.

As Yahuan was contemplating her fugue, two different timbres pulled her back to reality.

"Daddy!" "Sir!" Limo and Su Ye entered the hall one after the other.

Mu Tingxuan held her hand tightly, this closeness after many years of absence made his eyes sour, he suppressed his emotions and said, "Mo'er, child, you have been wronged. ”。

"Dad, I'm doing well, everyone is very good to me, you see I'm getting fat!" She turned around naughtily as she spoke, she really didn't want her father to worry, so she made up a lie.

"Limo, come and meet His Royal Highness King Heng."

Originally, she didn't want to salute, but for her father's sake, let's salute, and she won't lose a piece of meat anyway.

"The courtiers have seen His Royal Highness King Heng", Limo showed a bright smile like a hibiscus flower on her face, innocent, pure and beautiful.

Yuan Hengjing looked at her with a smile, and a hint of doting flashed in her eyes, "Little girl, hello." ”

After a moment, he said teasingly, "I have long heard that the daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion are all beautiful and beautiful, and these two young ladies are even more gentle and lovely, this king will go to ask the emperor for marriage another day, marry the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and be my princess Heng, I don't know what the Xiangye wants?"

Mu Tingxuan was naturally very happy with this marriage, but Li Mo was extremely opposed, she put away her anger, and said stubbornly, "It is the honor of the little girl that Li Mo can get the mercy of His Royal Highness King Heng, but after being separated from her father for so long, Li Mo doesn't want to leave her father so early......" Saying, she also learned to cry like Liu Ruqing, and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

Mu Tingxuan knew that he owed Li Mo too much, and he blamed himself in his heart, "Look, Lord Wang, since Mo'er is unwilling to marry so early, this is ......"

Yuan Hengjing sat lazily in his seat, as if he hadn't heard the scene just now, drinking wine by himself, and only after a long time did he raise his head and smile faintly, like a mountain full of flowers.

The two said a few words politely, and Yuan Hengjing bowed down to resign, and his back was still noble and elegant, poetic and picturesque.