Mo Sheng didn't understand this truth, for Ning Yunyue and Ning Yanru, this marriage was naturally like a tiger with wings, but if the object was him, it would destroy his future.

If Cheng Qing knew what happened before he became the prince of Daliang, he would understand why he came to his orders today.

His mind is running rapidly, in terms of identity, of course, his sister-in-law Ning Yunyue and Princess Wensheng are the most suitable match, but Ning Yunyue has already married a wife, and she is the daughter of the Li family, and it is unlikely that she wants to divorce her wife or demote her position. I can't and don't want to wade into this troubled water, so the only thing left is Ning Yanru.

Lu Wanling will definitely not let go of this great opportunity, in fact, as long as he waits and sees, such a good thing will not be his turn.

Now this marriage is just Chen Huang has found a few confidants to talk secretly, and it will take two or three months to really put it into practice, to say the least, he still has time, his hand is holding the white jade paperweight and tapping it on the ebony bookcase, thinking about how to stop Lu Wanling from pocketing this pie.

At this time, Jinqing, who was originally going to open the door to leave, suddenly turned back, and it turned out that Bai Lu had woken up.

He loosened the paperweight, got up and walked slowly towards the snow house. It made Izushi, who was used to seeing him resolute, shake his head in confusion.

This prince, even if he has been with him for eight years, he still can't understand it.

After Bai Lu woke up, she felt weak, this time she had consumed decades of cultivation, and she instinctively turned off her spiritual sense to slowly repair the loss. It is common for her to sleep for ten days and eight days at a time, so she is a little strange when she sees Ling Ling holding her hand with excitement on her face, and keeps saying that you are finally awake.

But the repair of the past few days did not achieve the expected effect, and she still feels a little tired.

She asked about the spirit, and was told that the first snow was fine, and that she knew what had happened since she left that day.

entered the painting to give her dinner, and found that she had slipped away, so he told Ning Mosheng, who would rather come to her room to check, and it happened that Chengsheng went out to send the clothes that Chu Xue had changed into to the pulp washing room, which gave the show a chance to take advantage of.

If Ning Mosheng, the black-faced god, was guarded, no one would dare to act rashly. Therefore, the disaster suffered by the first snow is inseparable from her escape.

Hey, she's a demon, and she actually has a little uneasy conscience.

"Are you awake?" When she came back from her contemplation, Ning Mosheng was already standing in front of him, he was wearing a navy blue cross-collared robe today, a wide belt of stone blue auspicious cloud pattern was tied around his waist, his black hair was tied up and fixed with a crown of blue gilt, and a pair of ink-like eyes were looking straight at her.

Facing those eyes, Bai Lu was a little dizzy, and nodded mechanically.

"How does it feel?" His tone was rarely soft, but what he was waiting for was not the answer he expected.

"It's not good, I've slept for so many days, why do I still feel a little tired. And it seems like someone is trying to wake me up. Bai Lu frowned and said, and subconsciously touched her lips.

Rao is Mo Sheng is good concentration, and at this time, seeing her movements, she couldn't help but blush, "Into the spirit, you go and prepare some food first." ”

The spirit responded and left, leaving only Bai Lu and Mo Sheng in the room.

Bai Lu sat up from the bed, her hair full of ink was scattered behind her, like a beautiful Huai Song ink satin, she looked at Mo Sheng, and she couldn't use spells to tie it up in front of him, so she had to pull her hair up indiscriminately and asked, "Have you seen my hairpin?" ”

"What hairpin?"

"It's a white hairpin, I used to tie my hair" She didn't know that it was a valuable ivory hairpin, only that it was white.

A smile quickly flashed across Mo Sheng's face, and he shook his head. "I remember you used to wear a wooden hairpin."

"Oh......" Bai Lu remembered all the things after sneaking out of the house that night, and said slowly after a long time: "Someone else changed it with me." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mo Sheng.

Seeing that his face turned dark, it seemed that he was still angry for sneaking out.

Mo Sheng felt irritable for a while, and changed it! Exchange an ivory hairpin for a wooden hairpin, what fool would do such a thing? He glanced at Bai Lu, who was grabbing a large handful of her hair, and Sakuraguchi looked at herself pitifully.

Mo Sheng was stared at by those eyes for a long time, sighed in his heart, Fang leisurely took out a glass butterfly bell hairpin from his sleeve, and gently turned it in his hand, and the crisp and pleasant sound of Ding Ding came out.

Bai Lu was really attracted, and looked at the glazed hairpin motionlessly, the hairpin was crystal clear throughout, and the butterfly at the tail of the hairpin was lifelike. The two little bells were made into budding flower bones.

"Is this for me?" Mo Sheng only felt dazzled, and the hairpin in her hand had already reached her hand, and she smiled sweetly at him, her eyes overflowing with pleasure.

"Do you want to go out with a cloak of hair?"

"Then you can put it on for me!" Ignoring his cold tone, Bai Lu still turned around expectantly, turning her back to him, revealing a neck as white as a lotus.

Bai Lu waited for a long time, but the person behind her didn't move, she urged impatiently twice, feeling a slight sinking in her hair, she shook her head twice, and the sound of jingling bells came out.

She turned around, got up from her bed with a spring breeze on her face, and looked left and right in the mirror in the room. The sunlight shone in through the crack in the window, and fell into her hair, and the butterfly was like a living thing, as if attracted by the black hair, and stopped and refused to leave.

It is worthy of being the treasure of the town store of Wucaiju, he has to wander around Luocheng West Street these days to understand the current prices, and he took a fancy to this hairpin at a glance, but the store did not want to sell it, and he had to show the identity of the prince before the store was willing to cut his love.

Mo Sheng was dazzled by the bright smile, but he was a little irritable for no reason, and immediately said: "Keep your things well, and if you lose them, you can use branches to tie your hair!" ”

Bai Lu remembered that when she returned to the snow house that day, the hairpin was still on her head. Besides, you can also use branches to tie your hair, and the hairpin she used to use branches is not used. But now she looked left and right in the mirror, and watched the butterfly flutter its wings and fly, and her heart was happy, so she did not refute his words.