Chapter 487: Love, Can't Tolerate a Grain of Sand 5

"Tan'er? Tan'er ...... What are you thinking? Thinking so intrigued. Mo Liancheng looked at her gently, in that deep world, all of them could only accommodate her alone.

"Chengcheng ......" Qu Tan'er suddenly threw herself into his arms.

The tears couldn't be stopped, after waiting for so long, did he finally understand?

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Mo Liancheng said softly.

"No, soon, really soon......" She already had plans to wait for a lifetime, just half a year, how could it feel long?

Qu Tan'er wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, but her eyes fell uncontrollably.

"Fool ......" Mo Liancheng's light scolding was extremely spoiled.

The Eight Princes' Mansion, because Zhao Qingyun and Yun were worried, were extremely harmonious and calm.

And the next day Mo Liancheng began the early dynasty.

There was a wave in the court, but it was also extremely nervous.

The eighth prince, who had never paid attention to the government, finally proposed to do something, and the emperor was very happy to hear it.

In the court, some of the ministers who are usually silent in the court are as if they have been beaten with live chicken blood, and they are all in good spirits.

Mo Liancheng's talent, elegance, and unique insights and ways of governing the country have solved several difficult problems in Dongyue Kingdom one by one and eased them peacefully.

As if in an instant, the pearl was opened, shining brightly, attracting the four directions to get closer.

The limelight can be said to be incomparable, and it has already overshadowed the prince and the princes.

Today, step back.

Outside the hall, one in front of the other, two figures walked by.

"Starling, you didn't see the face of the eldest brother just now, hehe, my father just praised you, and his face turned green." Mo Jingxuan smiled so comfortably, recently, Mo Liancheng was beautiful, and he also raised his eyebrows. The sullen breath that has been held back for several years is like a very happy vomit.

Mo Liancheng raised his eyes to look at the sky, pondered for a while, and continued to move forward, "Fourteen, converge." ”

"Got it, it's just you now, do you need to be restrained? By the way, starling, is that military department Shangshu your person? Otherwise, why does he always help you speak? But it's too obvious that he's helping, it seems to be on purpose. Mo Jingxuan said the question that he had been holding back in his heart.

Mo Liancheng smiled lightly.

"He's the second brother?" Mo Jingxuan guessed.

"He is the king's man. If anyone knew that even he was already the king's man, would he be in a hurry? As long as people are in a hurry, they will inevitably do some risky things. ”

Hearing this, Mo Jingxuan was stunned, as if he understood a little, but he didn't completely figure it out.

He wanted to say something more, but before he could say anything, he noticed a person standing not far in front of him.

Mo Yihuai, dressed in a splendid robe, is luxurious, but it is profound.

"Prince, what's the matter, you want me to go out for a drink with my starling? However, it's a bit of a pity, starlings have always been in a hurry to rush back to their homes as long as the sky falls...... Hey. Mo Jingxuan smiled ambiguously, as for why Mo Liancheng rushed back to the house in a hurry, he didn't know what to say, but it could be guessed.

And when Fourteen said this, it was clearly a deliberate pastime.

As for who is the object of the pastime, and who is listening, that is who it is.

"Today, let's have a good talk." Mo Yihuai's expression was quite calm, but his eyes could not hide the coldness.

Mo Liancheng didn't speak, and Mo Jingxuan smiled first, "Haha, what does His Royal Highness want to talk about?" A major national event, or a small family matter, but whether it is a big thing or a small matter? Starling is not available, I can accompany you. ”