Chapter 155 [Chasing the Source of Relief]

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "You are not Zhaocheng Yingtian, who are you?" Although Zhaocheng Yingtian is smart, he can't speak every word, and the paragraphs are incisive and concise. ”

A light flashed in Ru Mo's eyes, and she smiled disagreeingly: "That's your intention, if you don't have that person in your eyes, no matter how smart she is, you won't be able to notice it." There is not only one Leng Rumo in the world, maybe one day, someone else can replace her....."

"Enough!" Xiao Yan shouted coldly, "Whether you are Zhaocheng Yingtian or not, your life is in the hands of this king, you had better keep it a little safer, otherwise you will not be allowed to interfere with the political affairs as a woman." ”

The corners of Ru Mo's lips pursed silently, "If this is the case, Leng Ru Mo should have died eight times." ”

Xiao Yan drew his sword, and a murderous aura rose around him, and with the sword body shook, he held a cold mang, and actually said a childish word, "Whoever this king wants to die will die." ”

Ru Mo felt funny and moved, knowing that he was angry, he quickly turned his head and said: "Okay, I was wrong, now it is important to control the water, and the people can no longer be dispersed, you quickly repair the book and send it to Emperor Wei, and I will study the water map." ”

"Wait....." Xiao Yan's eyes swept over suddenly, although he put down the sword, his sharp eyes were like the tip of the sword, piercing the bottom of his eyes.

Ru Mo froze in place and asked slowly, "Is there anything else?"

Xiao Yan stepped forward, "What did you say to Mo'er?" In just a few words, there is a surging coldness, which is fatal.

Ru Mo's momentum did not decrease, and she smiled like a meteor, "You go and ask her!"

Zhao Cheng Yingtian sat in front of the mirror, gently caressing the skin on her cheeks, she loved and hated this face, although this face was not as beautiful as her previous face, but it was a face that she couldn't get tired of. She had always known that she was more beautiful than that Leng Rumo, but so what? When he was Zhaocheng Yingtian, the prince didn't care about her, but as Leng Rumo, it was different, at least his eyes when he looked at her became much more delicate than before.

The prince always loves Leng Rumo's face, if this face is ruined, then the prince must not love Leng Rumo, how can a man love the "heart"? Of course, I just love this "tolerance...... Zhao Cheng Yingtian thought jealously and stubbornly, and really had an urge to pull out the hairpin and ruin this face.

Zhao Cheng Yingtian's hand holding the hairpin had just been raised, and when she saw Xiao Yan walking in from the door, she immediately greeted her softly, "The prince is back, are you tired?" I asked them to warm the white fungus bird's nest porridge over a low fire, and I told them to bring it......"

"Wait!" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was cold, "What about the sachet you carried?" Take it out. ”

Zhao Cheng Yingtian grabbed the fingertips of the door frame faintly, hiding the look of fear in her eyes, turned around with a smile, and said for a while: "What is wrong with the prince?" Is there something wrong with Mo'er? Or is the prince still angry that Mo'er went to Wei?"

Xiao Yan suddenly froze and aggravated his voice, "This king asked you to take out the sachet, didn't you hear it?"

Zhao Cheng Yingtian's body stiffened, calmed down, took out a sachet from his sleeve, handed it to Xiao Yan, and his voice was a little cool, "But the prince wants this?"

Xiao Yan snatched the sachet and took a closer look, the word "jasmine" embroidered on the sachet was neat and neat, and the workmanship was exquisite.

The moonlight was faint, the grass under her feet was soft, Ru Mo saw Fan Yun pacing in the pavilion, her expression was overjoyed, and she also went to the pavilion.

Fan Yun didn't see it, his footsteps didn't stop, with a detached and cold smile on the corner of his lips, and beckoned: "The princess is also coming for a walk?"

Ru Mo tugged at the corners of her mouth, a hint of interest flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Fan Yun, how is Xue'er?" Go back and tell her that the lotus leaf bun chicken in the east of the city is the best, and Xue'er must like it. ”

Fan Yun was stunned for a moment, stopped, looked at Zhaocheng Yingtian in front of him, and said in surprise: "How do you know about lotus leaf wrapped chicken?" This is Ru Mo's favorite food, and it is impossible for Zhaocheng Yingtian to know.

Ru Mo didn't intend to hide it from Fan Yun, and smiled faintly, "Because this is my favorite food, Xue'er must like it too, haven't you seen it yet?" I'm Ru Mo......"

Fan Yun was surprised, his smile quickly faded, and he asked with a smile: "Are you really Ru Mo?" God, I'm so stupid, I should have thought that it was you who was fighting the dam and moving the rocks, how could it be that Zhaocheng Yingtian? Your disguise is getting more and more exquisite, so good that I can't even recognize it. ”

Ru Mo sat down and grinned on her lips, "This is not a disguise technique, that one is outdated, this is a skin change technique, you are really getting more and more stupid, you really have to let Xue'er train you well." ”

"Huh...... It's time to train and train well. Fan Yun smiled and smiled, suddenly stopped, and glared at Ru Mo, "Why did you change skin with that Zhaocheng Yingtian?"

Ru Mo frowned, and said with a smile: "It's funny, that Zhaocheng Yingtian said that men only love skin and don't love love, in order to make her recognize the facts, I agreed to change with her, I am a good person to the end, and even the part where I and Xiao Yan 'unswerving to death' was revealed to her." ”

Fan Yun changed his gaze to a glance, and said suspiciously: "It's that simple?"

"Forehead......" Ru Mo nodded sullenly, raised her head again and narrowed her eyes, and corrected: "Yes, it's that simple!"

"When they went to war, those generals didn't bring their families, you know?" Xiao Yan casually floated out such a sentence.

Zhao Cheng Ying pursed her lips tightly, only feeling hairy in her heart, and nodded slowly, "Mo'er knows." ”

"Since you know, then you'd better make sure you're Mo'er, otherwise you'll bear the consequences." Xiao Yan's words fell, and with a pull of his hand, the clothes on Zhao Cheng Yingtian's body slipped off, leaving only a transparent undershirt.

Zhaocheng Yingtian's complexion changed, her long eyelashes fell, her hands were covered in front of her chest, and tears poured out, "What did Mo'er do wrong?" The prince wants to treat Mo'er so roughly?"

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the chest of "Mo'er", and his heart tightened, only to see that under the snow-white skin on the chest, jasmine tattoos loomed. Before this, he was sure that this was not his Jasmine, but the disguise technique could only change the face, not the skin on the body, and now that her unparalleled tattoo was still there, could it really be his Jasmine in front of him? But why has it changed so much? A moment ago, he was still thinking that if it turned out that this was not Mo'er, he would use her as a military prostitute, but at this moment, he had to waver......

Zhaocheng Yingtian knew that she had broken her skills, and she couldn't learn that Leng Rumo, but she finally changed her skin, and she couldn't give up this opportunity easily. After a turn of thought, she bit her tongue fiercely, a stream of red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the ground suddenly, looking at Xiao Yan pitifully with a pair of beautiful eyes, "I...... Poisoned......"

Xiao Yan restrained his emotions, leaned down and hugged Zhaocheng Yingtian, and said, "Isn't Mo'er invincible to all poisons?" How could it be poisoned?"

Zhaocheng Yingtian took advantage of the situation to fall softly into Xiao Yan's arms, and said softly with grievances: "Mo'er doesn't know what kind of poison this is, it seems to have been given by Zhaocheng Yingtian, I met Zhaocheng Yingtian on the way back...... So...... Mo'er will be different from the past......"

"Why didn't Mo'er say it earlier?" A hint of realization flashed between Xiao Yan's eyebrows, her eyes moved away, the corners of Zhao Chengyingtian's mouth trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, she stepped forward and let her body stick to him, her hand caressed his handsome face, and her blood-stained lips covered his lips.

Xiao Yan frowned instantly, her gaze moved downward, her thin clothes set off her delicate, concave and graceful body, and the faint jasmine tattoo revealed her strong desire. The familiar body fragrance came to his face, his lips moved, and he only felt a disgusted smell of blood, losing his previous feelings, and he didn't want to get her at all, why was this happening? There was a touch of chagrin in her heart, and she just wanted to leave quickly, but Zhaocheng Yingtian still kissed fiercely, her lips were not separated, and no one could see the hurt in her beautiful eyes.

Xiao Yan suddenly pushed Zhao Cheng Yingtian away and spoke, "I'm tired today, I don't want to ......."

While Zhao Cheng Yingtian was stunned, he smiled bitterly in his heart, and even his voice was full of despair, "What do you mean by not wanting to?"

"Endure a circle, Zhaocheng Yingtian, you dead woman, have the courage to intervene in the government and politics, and have the courage to go to the river dam to help others build some embankment, Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are, I have to kill you, I can't ......" A burst of scolding and shouting came from far to near.

Ru Mo raised her eyebrows and looked down, the person carrying the big knife was not Zhang Ji, there was no one else who dared to shout like this except the impulsive Zhang Ji.

Fan Yun said with a smile: "General Zhang really defends you, but his temperament is suitable for killing." ”

Ru Mo looked at Zhang Ji, who was about to come up, sighed and smiled: "It's good to find him a woman, sharpen his temperament, he can't compare to you to be transparent, and he is not a stupid person." ”

"Find a woman for whom? Endure a circle, you dead woman, you dare to calculate Lao Tzu. Zhang Ji's ears and pointed, one step, stepped over the railing of the pavilion, held a big knife, stood in front of Ru Mo, and stared at the pair of eyes that were more ugly than a cow.

Ru Mo looked at Zhang Ji and raised her thin eyebrows, "What's the noise in the middle of the night?" Not afraid of violating military discipline? If you're like this, who will still follow you? It's time to put away this reckless nature. ”

"Humph!" Zhang Ji snorted coldly, and said without knowing the depth: "Even you, a dead woman, dare to educate Lao Tzu?" It's just a princess of a dead country, and she dares to be big here?" After that, he glanced at Fan Yun again and shouted: "Scholar, I usually respect you as a scholar, why do you have a private meeting with such a dead woman here in the middle of the night?"

Fan Yun's face stiffened, and he said, "General Zhang, you are presumptuous." ”

"What a fart? Don't get these Wen Zou Zou for Lao Tzu, and I'm afraid of being presumptuous in front of such a dead woman?" Zhang Ji's voice rose an octave again, looking like he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

Ru Mo glanced at Zhang Ji and shook her head, "Grandpa, it seems that no one can restrain you, is that enough?" Enough is said to pause. ”

Zhang Ji was immediately stunned, looked at the "Zhaocheng Yingtian" in front of him like a chicken, and shouted in a panicked voice, "How can you say what our little princess just said?" How can you say what someone else has said?"

Fan Yun smiled and reminded softly, "This is the 'little princess' in your mouth, not Zhaocheng Yingtian, they used the skin change technique." ”