Hearing this, Jiufei was stunned for a few moments, and then his eyes moved, and his eyes inadvertently looked at the room with the lights on, and he raised his thin eyebrows, and he knew who "he" was.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, his lips were scarlet, and he chuckled directly, and said meaningfully:

"Miss, the prince has been waiting in the house, he hasn't gone anywhere, and no one else has found out."

Jiufei felt that it was not easy for King Gong.

If you want to see a beautiful woman, you have to stay in the lady's boudoir well, so that no one can find out.

Now that the young lady doesn't enter the room, he can only wait.

With a faint "um", Su Yunran's face remained unchanged, his eyebrows trembled almost undetectably, and he did not speak.

Seeing this, Jiufei was only a little puzzled, but she didn't ask too much, just stood quietly behind Su Yunran, gently pushing her back.

"Stop."

After being silent for a long time, Su Yunran spoke lightly, without any emotion.

In response, "yes", the spiritual power in Jiufei's hand moved, stopped, pulled the swing, and stabilized Su Yunran's figure.

The night was getting darker, the moon was becoming crystalline, and the bright stars were dimming a little, and shimmering faintly around the crescent moon.

With another shallow sigh, Su Yunran stood up, slowly straightened the hem of his clothes, and his slender fingers brushed the wide clothes, stretched his body slightly, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Let's go back."

Su Yunran opened his mouth lightly, turned around, put one hand behind his back, and left with his feet up.

The snow-colored slender figure walked towards the room with the flickering lamp, paused at the door, and the white and tender fingertips trembled, as if he hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his hand and gently pushed them away.

As soon as Fang stepped into the room, there was a force from his waist, and with an irresistible momentum, he embraced himself into a warm embrace.

In a flash of spiritual power, the door to the room was closed in that instant, blocking out the many curious eyes.

The thin eyebrows frowned, and Su Yunran was just about to say something, when his body suddenly took off into the air, and he was directly picked up and came to the low couch.

The hand on the woman's waist slowly tightened a little, Mo Qingchen came to the low couch and sat down, put Su Yunran's small body firmly on his lap, and pressed her head on his chest.

The bitter medicinal fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, Mo Qingchen took a deep breath, as if he had found a home, and gradually quieted down, holding the woman in his arms a little tighter, with an inexplicable sense of stubbornness.

The familiar cold fragrance surrounded him, and there was a steady and powerful heartbeat in his ears, Su Yunran's thick eyebrows trembled, his body slowly relaxed, moved slightly, leaned on Mo Qingchen's arms with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

For a while, neither of them spoke, but just quietly, enjoying this quiet time that belonged to the two of them.

The candle flame flickered, reflecting the figures of the two embracing each other, glowing with warm colors.

After being silent for a moment, Su Yunran slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurred for a while, and then he became clear.

"Qingchen."

After a little groaning, Su Yunran Fang spoke lightly, unable to hear the emotion.

"Ah Ran."

The big palm gently rubbed the top of Su Yun's dyed hair, his chin rubbed lightly on her soft green silk, and Mo said softly: "I'm here." ”

His breath sank, Su Yunran lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "How much do you know about King Jing of South Vietnam?" ”

"King Jing?"

Mo Qingchen frowned slightly, and gently rubbed Su Yunran's head with his big palm.

"That night in the sky?"

With a gentle "um", Su Yun moved his body, his white little hand against his small chin, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly deepened.

"That's right, it's Xiao Kongye, how much do you know about him?"

"King Jing of Nanyue was born by a little palace maid in the palace of the concubine back then, speaking of which King Jing was just an accident of His Majesty at that time, but who knew that the palace maid actually risked death to give birth to this child."

The hand that caressed Su Yunran's head softened a little, Mo Qingchen tightly hugged Su Yunran's slender waist, and a gentle voice sounded slowly.

"After giving birth to this child, the palace maid also committed suicide, which can be regarded as leaving a glimmer of life for this child."

"For the prince born to a palace maid, at first, the people in the palace did not pay much attention to it, although the noble concubine was annoyed, but, no matter what, the palace maid had already apologized for her death and did not study the child too deeply."

"The prince has been an invisible person in the palace for more than ten years, no one cares, and when he became an adult, he didn't hold a banquet, and he didn't even have a title."

"However, when His Majesty went on a patrol, he encountered the encirclement and suppression of the forces in the rivers and lakes, and the guards and shadow guards he brought with him were killed, and there was not much left, and the young princes he brought with him were not cultivated enough, and they were all defeated."

"At that time, Xiao Kongye appeared, repelled many people who were encircled and suppressed by one person, and saved everyone."

"The prince who has never been optimistic about everyone is actually the most profound among the many princes, which also shocked His Majesty, and in addition to being shocked, he rewarded a lot of things."

"Back in the imperial capital, Your Majesty summons Xiao Kongye from time to time and sends him some things above the court to complete."

"It is much more difficult to accomplish some things as an unfavored prince than the rest of the princes, and during that time, there were many young princes who were jealous of him and always made him stumble."

"Xiao Kongye has completed all the tasks very well, His Majesty Longxin is very happy, so on his birthday, he named Xiao Kongye as the prince, gave the name "Jing", and rewarded a Jingwang Mansion, for a while, the favor is good. ”

"I've found out what you're talking about."

Lazily nestled in Mo Qingchen's arms, Su Yunran's thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his voice was a little lower.

"I wonder what he's laying out."

"Layout?"

Mo Qingchen frowned, lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in his arms, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, paused, and continued to speak:

"King Jing is a person, who looks romantic, chic and uninhibited, lives very casually, and often lingers among the flowers."

"However, as far as I know, he Jingwang's mansion is up and down, the rules are very strict, and there are secret guards everywhere who are strictly guarded, and idle people will never get in."

"Although he is amorous on the surface and is loved by many women in his boudoir, I heard that His Majesty of Nanyue once wanted to choose a princess for King Jing, but was rejected by King Jing, and His Majesty retreated and wanted to choose a concubine for him, but he was also refused."

"So far, the backyard of King Jing's Mansion is empty."

"Moreover, I have dealt with King Najing, and I feel that this person has a cold feeling, there are too many things hidden in his eyes, and his cultivation is also very mysterious."

"Also, as far as I know"