"Wen Ren Mu Ling, you are dressed up in the middle of the night, and you have a demonic spirit painted on your face, what do you want to do?"

As the palace maid with a birthmark on her face and a ginseng soup turned sideways, a wonderful girl's figure flashed in.

She had a light veil on her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

The delicate and transparent body, the skin exposed to the air, under the leisurely light, seems to have a light cage of smoke, exuding a lustrous halo.

It is like a begonia blooming in the dark night, beautiful but not demonic, glamorous but not vulgar, and charming.

"Sister, I—I didn't do anything!"

Hearing this, Mu Lingqiao's face turned red, and she hurriedly ran to the computer in front of the desk, trying to shut it down.

But Wen Ren Muyue was faster, and he grabbed the computer.

When I saw the transcript of the chat box, the sound was almost squeezed out of my teeth.

And the palace maid standing in you immediately put down the ginseng soup that had just been boiled, took the initiative to retreat, and closed the door.

"Who is this white-clothed frost flower? You actually call him a father? And why did he ask if your sister is Chang'e? And he also scolded her sister for being an ugly girl and smelling of foxes?"

Wen Ren Muyue's eyes as clear as lake water glared at Wen Ren Mu Ling angrily, and her long eyelashes flashed and flashed, as if they were about to burn.

"Sister, I..."

Hearing this, Mu Ling was hesitant, and finally his mouth was flattened, and he cried loudly with a 'wow'.

vented all his grievances.

"Don't cry, tell your sister, my sister will give you anger. ”

Seeing her sister crying so sadly, Wenren Muyue's attitude eased significantly, and she stroked Wenren Muling's shoulder.

"Sister, he's a villain, he's still a pervert..."

Wen Ren Mu Ling sobbed while intermittently recounting the experience.

"What? Let the anchor hang the title in the salted fish live broadcast room, saying that my sister is a big ugly girl, you can't be angry with him, and people have swiped 200 million in an hour?

Wen Ren Muyue's eyes narrowed, and her face flickered.

"Then have you admitted that your sister is the summoning spirit of the Moon Palace Fairy?"

In the death-like silence, Wen Ren Muyue let out a long sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice.

"Admit it, sister, I'm sorry for you... But he doesn't know that I'm the second princess of the royal family, and he doesn't know your identity sister, and you still wear a veil..."

Wen Ren Mu Lingqiao's face was full of guilt, and he wiped his tears while explaining.

Hearing this, Wen Ren Mu Yue's face was a little pale, but when she saw the four emojis left by Mu Bai at the end of chatting with each other, her star eyes shrank suddenly, and her entire delicate body trembled slightly.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Wen Ren Mu Ling's eyes also looked at the last four emoticons suspiciously, and muttered: "Moon, ghost, spit, shit... What does that mean?"

"The moon represents my sister, and the ghost scolds my sister for looking like a ghost, making him want to vomit, and finally wants my sister to eat, ahhhhhh This bastard, this bastard..."

Squeezing out this passage from between her teeth, Wen Ren Muyue was so angry that she raised her pink fist, intending to smash the laptop directly.

"Sister, the computer can't be smashed, my sister will help you find out his IP, and then find out his own identity and beat him into a meatloaf. ”

Wen Ren Mu Ling hurriedly pressed her wrist.

"Yes, yes... This guy not only knew that his sister was summoned by Chang'e, but he also dared to mock his sister like this, caught him, cut off his inheritance, and then hurried to the palace to be a eunuch..."

Wen Ren Muyue's full chest was so angry that it kept rising and falling.

"Sister, although our palace is still a palace, the ancestral system has long been changed, and there are no eunuchs!"

Wen Ren Mu Ling subconsciously muttered.

"Then this villain is the first eunuch of the new era after the revival of Huaxia's aura, don't talk nonsense, you must find out his identity to your sister, otherwise, you will die tonight!"

Hearing this, Muyue's apricot eyes widened, and she was angry.

Hearing this, Mu Ling subconsciously shook his spirit, and hurriedly danced on the keyboard with his fingers like playing a piano.

...

On the other side, Mu Bai, who turned off the video call, kept drinking water and patting his chest to relieve his inner shock and horror.

"Damn, I can't imagine that this Chang'e's summoning spirit looks like the scene of a car accident, it's really terrifying, whoever sleeps with her will probably be scared to death at night. ”

Mu Bai has already regretted his intestines in his heart.

I regret that I shouldn't have listened to the mythological descriptions of the earth in my previous life, regarded Chang'e as a peerless fairy, and pretended to be a fairy child, and got engaged to her...

Thinking of this, Mu Bai raised his hand and slapped himself twice.

It's really shooting yourself in the foot!

Even Mu Bai suspected that a year ago, Wen Ren Muyue's so-called illness and so-called blood transfusion were all fake.

The purpose is to fall in love with his beauty, so as to fabricate a match for his life, and use imperial power to force himself to get engaged to her.

That's right!

Absolutely.

Because when Mu Bai was in the imperial capital, he was known as one of the four beautiful men in the imperial capital.

Every time I go out, the who loves me can line up from the street to the end of the street.

As the fame of beautiful men spreads.

Wen Ren Muyue must have been moved, but because of ugliness, he didn't dare to pursue himself.

And then use this despicable behavior to try to hug the beautiful man!

"It's so shameless! Lao Tzu must get out of the marriage, whether it is the Mu family's Mu Lao, or the second-generation disciple Mu Bai of Zhentian Palace, he must not let this ugly girl's tricks succeed!"

After sorting out his thoughts, Mu Bai raised his fist heavily and smashed it on the table, shaking the table.

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