Mo Shiyuan stood up suddenly, and left without looking back.

A group of aristocratic beauties remained, embarrassed, weak, and afraid.

The queen seemed to be accustomed to Mo Shiyuan's behavior, and said calmly: "Write down the names of Xiangdai Rou and Yin Yeye, report them to the emperor, and each of them will be crowned as the prince's side concubine." ”

There were originally some concubines in the East Palace, but I had never heard of Mo Shiyuan favoring anyone.

However, there are occasional rumors of concubines disappearing.

The number of people in the prince's backyard is gradually decreasing.

It's scary to think about.

Of course, the queen didn't want to think about it.

She did her job well, and continued to select a few beauties to be named Zhaoxun, Liangyuan or something, and fill the number of people in the East Palace, that's it.

Yan Tao turned around for a long time, and finally chose the most favorite piece of tattered low wall.

She scrambled to climb up, and found that the wall didn't seem to be very low.

Mao is estimated to be two meters tall.

Yan Tao squirmed on the wall, struggling to find a place to stay.

She saw a brick protruding out of the ordinary, so she stretched out her little jio and tried frantically over the edge of the brick.

After confirming that it was safe, Yan Tao stepped on it tremblingly.

The fact that the facts are negative and poke at the stable place does not mean that your whole person is also stable when you stand on it.

"Whew!"

Yan Tao was forced to spread his wings with a move, and then flew forward.

She saw a man coming out from behind the shadows of the trees, and decided to pull him on her back, and threw herself at him with her hands outstretched.

Poof!

Yan Tao did not fall down with innocent passers-by as expected, but fell steadily into his arms.

Hey, guy, the arm strength is good.

Presumably, I usually move bricks.

When Yan Tao fell, he smelled a familiar breath, which was cold and quiet, making people's hearts, liver, spleen and lungs cold.

At this point, she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Yan Tao opened her eyes shyly, and said with a smile: "Thank you, save me......"

When she saw clearly who the man holding her was, she suddenly wanted to swallow the words she just said alive, and then click to play them backwards and jump back to the other side of the flower wall.

Villain!

Why, fuck you!

Her yin has been far away from the plot of the male and female protagonists and the villain falling in love and killing each other, from now on, there can be no more superfluous intersections!

When Mo Shiyuan saw her, he was obviously slightly stunned, and there was finally a faint and visible fluctuation in the depths of those indifferent pupils.

The corners of Yan Tao's mouth drooped down, seeing that a pair of peach blossom eyes were about to become tearful again, and choked up: "I didn't mean to hit your ......"

Right now, at this moment, she really wants to bury herself in the arms of the villain and hug his neck and cry bitterly.

Mo Shiyuan suddenly stretched out his hand.

Yan Tao hiccuped in fright.

Afraid that he would clasp her eyeballs off with his hand as punishment.

Unexpectedly, he just gently brushed her sideburns and looked at the wound on her forehead that was about to heal.

After confirming that it was okay, Mo Shiyuan put her down.

Yan Tao's feet were soft, and after shaking twice, she barely stood firm, holding a small handkerchief, and looked at him timidly.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Previously, she met Mo Shiyuan in the dark night of thunder and lightning, at that time he was like the incarnation of death, exuding a murderous aura all over his body, and his eyebrows and eyes also looked evil and treacherous under the terrifying lightning.

Now in broad daylight, Yan Tao looked at that face again, and found that he was born so handsome, with delicate and awe-inspiring facial features, like an immortal in a painting.