"Ugly woman, if one day, when others stop calling you ugly woman, how would you feel?" The drunken man's words made Mo Yunqian stunned slightly for a moment before he spoke:

"I don't feel it, the world can't see the appearance, what does it matter if my appearance is ugly or beautiful?" Mo Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, this drunk man is really mysterious. 35xs just looked at his face, and he should know that he didn't really chop off his hands. Otherwise, how should the aura that slowly eased on his body just now be explained?

"Huh, really? You've seen it thoroughly. But should you help me get rid of this thing now? The sound of laughing but not laughing made Mo Yunqian only curse in his heart: Don't you just know that I am playing with you? Do you need to look at me like a child?

"Something? What is it? Mo Yunqian pretended to be stupid, this drunken man seemed to be a person with a delicate and transparent mind, coupled with the aura of a superior who flashed from time to time at that time, Mo Yunqian decided to treat this person carefully. Now that she is a Rong Luo, she can't bear to see her dignity, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't have a sense of crisis. But she doesn't want to touch anyone with a noble status. Because sometimes, when there is more contact, the more trouble it will be!

The drunk man looked at the ugly woman in front of him playfully, she was a smart person, but since she had provoked it now, let's have a good 'exchange'." After all, the reason why he left that place and came here was not because he wanted to meet some interesting people and things to make himself forget about that person? Wouldn't it be better to have a ready-made one in front of you?

"Ugly woman, listen up, I am the prince of Nangong Yuan of the Nanyuan Dynasty. Now, shouldn't you get rid of what I'm holding? Also, who gave you your medicine? The drunken man suddenly said this. Mo Yunqian was secretly surprised when he heard his identity, the rumored infatuated prince?

In fact, when Mo Yunqian first heard the rumors of this prince, he had some opinions about him in his heart, of course, her family's Rong Luo was a different existence. Now that she suddenly heard a different being, she must have some thoughts. Today, when I met this drunken man who claimed to be the prince of Nangong Yuan, she actually had the heart to make friends? This situation seems undesirable......

"You say you're you, you're right? What is the evidence? Also, a dignified prince actually lingered in the land of the Red Mansion Willow Pavilion, you are lying, right" Although I already believed his words in my heart, this does not mean that Mo Yunqian has to admit it. If you don't admit it, everything will turn around

"Huh, don't believe me? You can take a look at the token on my body for yourself, my Nangong Yuan Sacrifice has always been a good talker, isn't it that even you, an ugly woman, dislike me? As he spoke, the drunken man actually changed his previous painting style, lowered his head, and gave birth to an air of self-pity and self-pity.

Looking at the drunken man in front of him, Mo Yunqian actually knew his identity when he made small movements for his hands. Because every child of the Nanyuan Dynasty will have a special mark on his hand, which is a totem carved with the secret medicine of the palace, hidden between the fingers. The totem that only appears slightly after the finger has been congested is a small character with the inscription 'Nan'.

Mo Yunqian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and stepped forward to forcibly tear off the camouflage in his hands, and Nangong Yuanxian, who was in pain as if he had really lost his hands because of the local medicine, felt the pain of his skin again. It was already painful, but because of forbearance, Nangong Yuan, who was able to make the look on his face more natural, was treated like this by Mo Yunqian, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble, and the appearance of clenching his teeth and exposing his muscles made Mo Yunqian feel very cool to look at. Who told you to get drunk?

"How does it feel? Do you feel particularly sour? Mo Yunqian leaned over and turned his eyes the size of mung beans, and his face full of pockmarks magnified several times in front of Nangong Yuan's eyes, and after looking closely, Nangong Yuanxian suddenly had a feeling:

"Go away, you ugly! I already think you're ugly from a distance, but I can't imagine that after seeing it up close, I realize: it turns out that you can really be so ugly! ”

Looking at Nangong Yuanxian's distorted face, Mo Yunqian wanted to hurt his claws again, but seeing that he didn't dislike his current ugly picture from afar, and looked at the dignity of his subordinates up close, Mo Yunqian decided to blackmail him and let him get out!

"Hey, since you are the Nangong Yuan Sacrifice Prince of the Nanyuan Dynasty, then you must have a lot of silver tickets on you, right?" Mo Yun retreated after a long time, moved a stool at the table and sat in front of Nangong Yuan Sacrifice, sitting with a big grin like a black boss, and asked the Nangong Yuan Sacrifice as a matter of course. 35xs

Nangong Yuan, who was still in pain and needed to clench his teeth to be able to slowly calm down the pain, already had a bad premonition when Mo Yunqian opened his mouth, and sure enough, his sixth sense as a man would not lie to him either...... Because Mo Yunqian spoke:

"Do you feel a lot of pain in your hands right now? I know you know what's going on with you right now, do you want an antidote? As he spoke, Mo Yunqian shook a white jade bottle that appeared in his hand at some point, and his relaxed and leisurely appearance was really annoying.

Nangong Yuanxian only felt that the ugly woman he met today was actually quite interesting, at least in her place, he didn't think of that person again! How could he let go of such an interesting person? Even though the pain was very violent, Nangong Yuan still tried his best to stabilize his breath, and asked Mo Yunqian as if it was normal:

"Of course you want the antidote, but what conditions do you have?" Nangong Yuan made it clear that he was unwilling to play Tai Chi with Mo Yunqian. He can't wait for the sensation in his hand to be sealed now, so that it doesn't affect his brain!

This Nangong Yuan Festival is a smart person, Mo Yunqian is very happy to see him like this, and the lion opened his mouth directly: "Since you are the prince of Nangong Yuan Festival, then I think you must have more than one or two shops or something, so you can make a few places for me, more than that?" ”

You must know that Mo Yunqian's opening like this is well-founded. The world is so big, who doesn't know that the Nanyuan Dynasty is the ultimate commercial development? And in this dynasty, they are rich in material things, and they are peddling the materials that can be used in life, so on this continent, the Nanyuan Dynasty has another code name, called Nanshang. Although the country's force value has always been ranked at the bottom, the average country is reluctant to be an enemy of it, because there are many supplies that rely on the southern merchants to operate in it to reach the military camps of all sides during the war.

Once, when Rong Luo fought against the Beitang Dynasty on behalf of the Tianxi Dynasty, many merchants in the Nanyuan Dynasty saw the opportunity and made a lot of war money!

In the end, although Rong Luo beat the people of the Beitang Dynasty to the ground, he almost suffered a loss in terms of grain and grass, all because of the prince of Nanyuan in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that he was familiar with the crown prince of the Beitang Dynasty at that time, and he stuck Rong Luo at the important pass of grain and grass, if Rong Luo wanted to fight a quick battle at that time, Wu Na kicked the grain and grass in the house and put it aside, so that he was so uncomfortable to win in the end. The casualties of the enemy on the other side are almost the same as those of their own.

Thinking that he had been grinding Rong Luo to talk about his old past, Mo Yunqian didn't know that this Nangong Yuan Festival was conspiring with the prince of Beitang at that time, and wanted to let Rong Luo, the youngest royal descendant of the Tianxi Dynasty who had been on the horse at the age of twelve, and led the army to fight. However, the Emperor Tianxi was already very unkind to this child, so Rong Luo's brother Rong Min gave him a chance to go into battle and fight against the enemy. No matter whether he is defeated or victorious in the end, there is still one person in the world who is worried about himself......

His thoughts flipped but in a snap of his fingers, Nangong Yuan let out a sneer: "Oh, ugly woman, look at how many shops your life is worth?" ”

Listening to her reply, Mo Yunqian showed an expression that you already knew.

Looking at such a shallow ink cloud, Nangong Yuanxian secretly wondered in his heart: Who is this ugly woman? How do you know so much about yourself? Although his Nangong Dynasty is famous for business, this ugly woman obviously knows more, otherwise where would she dare to open her mouth? And then again, she listened to her words so easily. Although he has always lied, the ugly woman in front of him knows too much......

"Shouldn't I be asking you, how many shops are your life worth?" Mo Yunqian poured himself a cup of tea and drank it leisurely by himself, but it was the Nangong Yuan Sacrifice, who had been sitting on the ground and maintaining his original posture.

Mo Yunqian looked at his appearance, and smiled secretly in his heart: I can't imagine that I can dig out a 'big water fish' casually, it's really fate, but now I want to pit him, everything is his own fault, why do you want to come to this Jingchun Building and drink like that? So coincidentally crashed into Liu's mother's room, and so coincidentally pulled into hatred with himself?

Mo Yunqian thought about it like this, and his lips unconsciously hooked an arc: "Has Prince Yuan thought about it now?" How many shops are your hands worth, can't you weigh them yourself? Mo Yunqian asked lightly.

Nangong Yuanxian lowered his head for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of mocking: "Ugly woman, what do you call you?" Do you know the evil doctor? ”

Regarding Nangong Yuan's rhetorical question about the bull's head and the horse's mouth, Mo Yunqian only felt that the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: Ah, is it someone who has something to do with the evil doctor? This abyss is really, he's really competent, the Oiran lady, and he really does it as powerful as 'Benemers are all over the world'?