The next day, Wanqing was dressed in plain palace clothes, and the hosta put 3,000 green silk on her head.

I never thought that one day I would be able to wear palace clothes, when I was young, the Mu family was brilliant, she had thought that after marrying Xuanyuan Ye in the future, there would be such a day, but since she arrived at Fengqi Tower, she forgot everything.

"Princess, will this dress be too old-fashioned?" Mo'er draped the big coat on Wanqing's body and tidied it up.

Wanqing nodded, she was not in her cardamom years, although the color of her clothes was lighter, it was also to her liking.

The new maid Ziyu deliberately dressed up, and waited in the courtyard with a smile on her face, her little face was shy and attractive. Wanqing and Mo'er don't seem to like the new maid very much.

Feng Mochen waited outside the gate, also wearing a plain brocade robe, and after seeing Wanqing walk out, the look of surprise in his eyes flashed.

Seeing that Wanqing was getting closer and closer to him, Feng Mochen took a few steps forward, stretched out his big hand, and wrapped her waist in his arms.

Feng Mochen's hand touched Wanqing's body, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Feng Mochen put one hand around Wanqing's waist, raised her head with the other, looked at the closed cherry lips, and unconsciously wanted to kiss it, "What does the princess dislike about this king?" ”

"Lord Wang, it's not early, it's time to go." Wanqing disrupted Feng Mochen's emotions.

The smile on his face deepened a little, "The princess hasn't answered this king's question yet?" ”

Wanqing's eyes swept towards Feng Mochen's lower body, and then threw a disgusted look, calling Mo'er to help her into the carriage.

Feng Mochen looked at Wanqing with ill will on his face, "Why don't you try, princess?" Feel free to check. ”

Seeing that Wanqing didn't pay attention to it, he pasted it to Wanqing's side again, and touched her dishonestly with one hand, and secretly said in his heart, what's the matter with this woman?

"Is the princess trying to get away with it?"

Feng Mochen stopped the movement in his hand, pressed Wanqing down under him with both hands, and looked at each other, one was cold and arrogant, and the other was cynical, "This king admits that you have attracted the attention of this king!" ”

Feng Mochen kissed Sakura's lips, her lips were cold and soft, and the unique fragrance on her body made him addicted, and the only reason he had was gone.

"Lord, the palace has arrived." Wang Yuan's voice came from outside.

Feng Mochen stopped what he was doing and scolded, "Damn!" He got up from Wanqing, looked at Wanqing with a blank face, he got out of the carriage with a dissatisfied expression, turned around and handed his hand to Wanqing.

Wanqing still had a calm and breezy attitude, as if nothing had happened just now, holding his hand and preparing to get out of the car, his feet accidentally slipped, fell from the car, and the whole person fell into Feng Mochen's arms.

Feng Mochen didn't put her on the ground, and hugged her all the way.

"Let me go!"

"Don't let it go!"

"Scoundrel!"

"Everybody knows."

"Shameless!"

"It's not the first time!"

"You bastard!"

"If Madame likes it, it's fine!"

"Damn it!"

Wanqing didn't expect Feng Mochen to put on a dead pig face that was not afraid of boiling water, and his mind was a little messy. What kind of trick is he trying to play?

Seeing someone coming in the distance, Wanqing wanted to resist, but Feng Mochen hugged her tighter.

Wanqing looked up, through the dazzling sunlight, his eyes fell on the person who came, and his face gradually became clearer, it was the face that he couldn't forget.

Wanqing thought that she was being held by Feng Mochen, and she couldn't take care of it, and as soon as she turned over and got rid of Feng Mochen, the whole person was about to fall to the ground.

Feng Mochen never thought that Wanqing would be so stubborn, even if she rolled down, she would have to get out of her arms, and when she reacted, it was too late to pick her up again.

A pair of hands held Wanqing up, and he guessed that he would not fall to the ground.

"Thank you, Brother Ye!" Feng Mochen looked at the two people in front of him, and was very unhappy in his heart.

Xuanyuan Ye put Wanqing on the ground, with her lingering fragrance still on his hands, he clasped his fists and saluted, "Offended, Princess Qi." ”

As soon as Wanqing stood firm, he was taken into Feng Mochen's arms, and he helped Wanqing sort out a few strands of messy hair with a doting face.

Xuanyuan Ye clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on the two people who seemed to be in love.

Princess Wen Yu beside her felt a little embarrassed in the atmosphere, and softened her voice, "Princess Qi is really beautiful. ”

"After the imperial sister got married, she became more and more charming, I am afraid that Brother Ye also loves the imperial sister in every way."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Thinking of the days she had spent in the past two days, a haze flashed on Princess Wenyu's face, and then she was gentle again, "You two go quickly, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time." ”

Princess Wen Yu held Xuanyuan Ye's arm with both hands, and passed by Wanqing and Feng Mochen.

"The princess is in such a hurry to stick it on the man?"

Feng Mochen taunted Wanqing, as if he had insulted her, and he could feel more comfortable in his heart.

"Childish!"

Wanqing took out two faint words from his mouth, didn't look at Feng Mochen, shook off the hand he clasped on his arm, and walked towards the depths of the palace.

Looking at Wanqing's stubborn and cold back, the feelings in Feng Mochen's heart were slowly sprouting. "Damn it!"