Mo straightened his body and looked at Xin Xing waiting for her next.

Xin Xing glanced at the shining golden crown on his head and said, "Eighth Prince, you have a caterpillar in your hair. ”

Mo Qi's eyes widened suddenly, and he stood up and ran around at a loss, like a fool.

"Ahh Insect! Caterpillar! Ahh ”

But after shouting for a long time, no palace attendant stepped forward, and Xin Xing also felt strange.

It turned out that when Xiao Huang was leaving, he asked the palace attendant who was guarding to retreat, and also abducted Miao Er, wanting the two to have a good chat.

After losing his temper for a while, he found that no one was helping him, and he was so anxious that Jun's face turned red, and he didn't know if he was tired or angry.

Xin Xing stepped forward with a leisurely step, and said with a wicked smile in his eyes: "Eighth Prince, the caterpillar has not fallen, how can it fall when you run around?" ”

Mo stared at Xin Xing angrily, his eyes were murderous, Xin Xing was not afraid of him.

Xin Xing pointed to his hair in surprise, covered his mouth and said, "Oops! The caterpillar crawled to the collar! ”

Mo felt something slip on his neck, and suddenly got goosebumps, and shook his head in horror.

Xin Xing was startled by this sudden commotion and took several steps back.

Xin Xing stood in the shade of the tree next to him and knocked on the melon seeds, his mouth stained from time to time.

Xin Xing smiled evilly, and thought: I didn't expect Mo to be so afraid of insects, but it's autumn, and I believe what I say casually.

The current image of Mo Liqi is simply unsightly, and Xin Xing stepped forward to carefully appreciate his embarrassment.

Xin Xing stepped forward and didn't pay attention for a while, and reached out to take a green willow leaf from the side of his collar.

Xin Xing smiled innocently and said: "Oh, the eighth prince is embarrassed, I lost my eyes, it's Liu Ye!" ”

“……”

Mo looked at Xin Xing with a murderous gaze, if his eyes could kill, Xin Xing was estimated to be dead in a second.

Xin Xing threw the willow leaf on the ground, stepped on it a few times and crushed it twice. His expression was angry: "Little willow leaf, what a big guts!" Let you disturb the Eighth Prince! ”

"......" was speechless for a while, and only felt that his brain hurt.

Xin Xing raised his head and smiled at Mo Zhizhi and said with a slight smile: "Don't be angry, the eighth prince, dissipate your anger, the little willow leaf is already dying." ”

"......" Mo held his forehead with a headache, and closed his eyes and didn't want to look at Xin Xing.

Xiaohuang thinks it's almost over, the two of them should be done talking about the past, right...... Finished!

As a result, when I looked closer, my jaw was about to drop.

If it weren't for the familiar face still there, Xiao Huang would never admit that the person in front of her who was disheveled, with a chicken nest on her head, a golden crown hanging on the side of her head, and a disheveled clothes was her graceful Eighth Emperor Uncle.

Xiao Huang stood dumbfounded and looked at Mo Liqi, Miao Er approached the body and was shocked, and stepped forward without changing his color and saluted: "Eighth prince, let's go with the slave to freshen up." ”

Xin Xing's eyes crooked with a smile, a playful smile, and echoed: "That's right, Eighth Prince, go and clean it up, otherwise others will see it and think it's a madman from somewhere!" ”

Mo Zhi's face was very ugly, and he would only stare at Xin Xing with a pestle there, but Xin Xing felt funny, not as frightened at first.

Xiao Huang saw that his Eighth Emperor Uncle's face was ugly and tight, and it was rare to see it in ten thousand years.

"Uncle Eight, go and clean up, what's going on?"

Xiao Huang stepped forward and said with a smile, the curvature of the corners of his mouth slowly expanding.

Mo Qi's eyes were like poisonous snakes, his eyes were white and Xin Xing, and he walked away, followed by Miao'er behind him.

Xiao Huang walked up to Xin Xing and asked suspiciously, "Little Xing, what's wrong with my Eighth Emperor Uncle?" After such a while, what did you do to my Eighth Emperor Uncle? ”

Xin Xing shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly, and said in a relaxed tone.

After that, Xiao Huang's eyes widened, Xin Xing shook his hand at her and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Xiao Huang laughed a few times and said solemnly: "Little star! You're fixing my Eighth Emperor Uncle! My Eighth Emperor Uncle is a well-known eyelier who will be repaid! ”

Xin Xing pretended to be flustered, opened his apricot eyes, covered his mouth and said cautiously: "Then, what should I do?" ”

Xiao Huang patted Xin Xing's shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, I will take care of it!" ”

Xin Xing looked at Xiaohuang's awe-inspiring appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"Little Phoenix, why are you so cute! Don't worry, I'll be fine. ”

Xin Xing knew that Mo didn't want to kill himself, his target was not himself, it was his father.

Xin Xing eavesdropped on the conversation between Mo Ying and Mo Yuran, and judging from the content of the conversation, Mo Yu didn't want to kill her. What's more, Xin Xing's current identity is not only the young owner of Changle Villa, but also the favored person of the Empress Feng returning to China, and he is tasked with Feng's return visit to Huanghui.

Presumably, which is more important, Mo Lizhi will not know such a person who is extremely smart.

Xin Xing took a fancy to this, in Huanghui, no one dared to touch her. The killing of a foreign envoy in another country will inevitably cause contradictions between the two countries, not to mention that Huanghui's national strength is a little weaker than Fenghui.

Xin Xing looked at the apricot blossoms that bloomed out of season, this apricot tree was just because of the warmth of the hot spring not far from the Xiuyan Palace, who knew that it would not open in the lunar year.

Spring does not bloom in autumn, a tree of apricot blossoms full of branches, such as snow like a dream, the garden occupies alone, and the fruit needs to suffer from the winter cold.