32. The national teacher, look at this, this is the country I laid for you19
"No, I haven't lost yet, don't play any tricks with me, I won't lose." The regent screamed in despair, deceiving himself.
"Lord Wang?" Pan Zong looked at the regent in a daze, they were gone.
"Take them down." Mu Chuqi commanded.
After taking care of everything, Feng Qingmo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, "Your Majesty, please follow me back to Nanxian, there are 30,000 elite soldiers outside the city, and the people in the city are from the National Teacher's Mansion, presumably Your Majesty doesn't want to see that elite soldier step into the imperial city." ”
"...... "You were still in touch with me just one second ago, and then the next second you coerced and seduced me, buddy, don't play like that."
"System, he ...... He, threaten me. Mu Chuqi gritted his teeth.
"Hmm." The system was still as indifferent as usual, and then issued a task to Mu Chuqi: return to Nanxian with Feng Qingmo.
“…… System, tell me honestly, there is definitely an unsavory hookup between you and Feng Qingmo, right! ”
"Well, you can think as much as you like, and you're happy anyway."
"......" hissed, and my heart was a little broken.
"Feng Qingmo, who are you?" Mu Chuqi asked.
"Actually, there is already a vague answer in His Majesty's heart, isn't it?" He replied, his clear and cold eyes as tender as water, "I am the prince of Nanxian." ”
"I didn't know that it was the prince who came, so it's really aggrieved to let you be a national teacher."
"As long as you can be by Your Majesty's side, it's okay to be a little guard."
"Hehe, I, Luo Xi, can't tolerate your big Buddha."
"It's okay, Your Majesty can go back to Nanxian with me."
"......" people don't want to be invincible in the world.
"What if I don't say yes?" There was a hint of hesitation on her beautiful face.
"Then I have to grieve Your Majesty." Feng Qingmo gestured to Lan Yi next to Mu Chuqi.
“…… So what if I say yes? ”
"Ten miles of red makeup, welcome Qiqi to the south string." He lowered his head and smiled at her dotingly, he finally summoned the name that he had pronounced countless times in his heart, and it was you who turned around a thousand times.
"......" He's a robber! Brigand! Whether she said yes or not, he had already decided to tie her back to Nanxian.
That's it, she has always been helpless against him, there is no other way.
Half a month later, on the border of the southern string, a palatial carriage stopped at the city gate.
"Qiqi, do you want to feel the customs of Nanxian?" Feng Qingmo looked at the beloved girl in front of her.
"Okay." The two got out of the carriage and set up a stall in the street.
"Feng Qingmo, what is this? Is it a lantern or a flower" Mu Chuqi looked at a small piece of pale yellow flower-shaped hardware, and she cast her knowledge-seeking gaze on Feng Qingmo's body.
Feng Qingmo looked at her pupils reflecting his, and for a while her heart seemed to be lightly scratched by a feather, which was itchy and crispy.
"That's the neon lantern, a unique product of the southern string, you click on the part in the center."
Mu Chuqi stretched out his hand and lit it, and the lamp was like a delicate flower bone, revealing seven pale yellow petals, emitting a faint light.
"It's beautiful."
"There are many types of this kind of lamp, and what you see is just one of them, if you like it, I'll give it to you all of its types, okay?" As long as I can please you.
"Well, not good." She resolutely refused.
"Why?" He couldn't figure it out, but she seemed so happy about the lamp.