012 The fish takes the bait

Mo Zixiang sat in the carriage back home.

"This girl is indeed a fairy-like beauty. This king has never seen a more beautiful girl than her! Mo Zixiang smiled.

Ze Feng smiled slightly: "Lord Wang, if you let the side concubine Niangniang know, I'm afraid that the prince will not be clean again." But lord, don't you think she looks a little like a princess? Moreover, it also has the same name. There aren't many surnames in the first place. ”

"But on the contrary, the medicine kings of all dynasties are surnamed Yu. This king also thinks it's a bit similar, but it's just a little similar at the eyebrows and eyes. The world is so big and populous that it's not surprising that some people look alike. Mo Zixiang disagreed.

Isn't this nonsense, the King of Medicine is a family, not a sect. Of course, the medicine kings of the past dynasties were all surnamed Yu. Zefeng thought to himself, but didn't dare to say it.

"But", Mo Zixiang suddenly frowned, "This name always reminds this king of that cheap woman, it's really unpleasant!" ”

"As soon as Chinese New Year's Eve passes, the people of Wanyao Valley will leave Beijing. The prince doesn't have to worry about this. Zefeng said.

Mo Zixiang shook his head slightly and said, "This king doesn't want them to leave so soon."

"I heard that the emperor is interested in looking for the elixir of life. Does the prince want it too? Zefeng said.

Mo Zixiang glanced at it and shook his head helplessly: "Zefeng, why are you so dead-eyed!" Elixir, nonsense! It's possible to live longer. This Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, why does the father attach so much importance to it? First, all kinds of rare medicinal materials. Second, this Ten Thousand Medicine Valley is far away from the emperor and has strong financial resources. The father attached so much importance to them, and he was also afraid that they would be bewitched and used by some chaotic ministers and thieves. ”

After speaking, Mo Zixiang's appearance of Yu Qianling appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

Back at Xiangwang's Mansion, Mo Zixiang had just walked into Suxinyuan, and Qiao Yuewei greeted him.

"Lord Wang, why did you come back so late today?" Qiao Yuewei pouted, making a coquettish appearance.

Looking at Qiao Yuewei's actions, Mo Zixiang couldn't help but think of Yu Qianling. She was dressed in white, fresh and refined. His eyes were like water, but with the coldness of talking. Ten fingers are delicate, and the skin is like clotted fat. A pair of red lips, smiling and smiling, every move seems to be dancing.

Look at the person in front of you again, wearing a red dress with a large peony embroidered on it, and colluding its edges with gold and silver threads. Before becoming a princess, she wore a red dress. Her high bun is adorned with a burnt blue and gold flower, a gold sapphire butterfly hairpin, a gilded butterfly pearl step and an intarsia beaded hair chain. On the fair face, delicate makeup, pink face, bright red lips.

In the past, Mo Zixiang felt that Qiao Yuewei was extremely gorgeous and radiant. However, in contrast, Yu Qianling's non-application of powder is exciting.

If it was the past, Mo Zixiang would smile dotingly and hug her into his arms. But today, he wasn't in that mood.

"In the Imperial Garden, I discussed state affairs with the ninth brother. This king is a little tired, so you can go back first. Mo Zixiang said casually and walked into the main hall.

The smile on Qiao Yuewei's face froze suddenly. Mo Zixiang had never been so cold to her, and when he left this morning, he was still reluctant.

"Lord, the concubine ordered someone to prepare good wine and food......

Before Qiao Yuewei finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mo Zixiang: "Concubine Ai, eat it yourself, this king is going to rest for a while."

After speaking, Mo Zixiang walked to the bedroom.

Qiao Yuewei saw that Mo Zixiang was a little impatient, and she didn't dare to be coquettish like before. He was indifferent and cruel to Yu Qianling, she saw it in her eyes. If you provoke him, you will be unlucky.