Finally, Yan Tao dug up the boxes of gold leaves by herself.

A few strands of black hair hung down on her forehead, and she was wearing gorgeous clothes, but she looked like a little beggar on the street, and she held a few gift boxes in her hands and presented them to Mo Shiyuan.

"That's all." Yan Tao pursed her lips and said.

Mo Shiyuan finally let go of his foot.

Yuzhu silently retracted his hand, it was red and swollen, but the injury was not deep, and it would recover in a few days by going back and applying some potion.

In the palace, Mo said that it was just an arm, even if the master killed the next person, there was nowhere to reason, who would dare to complain.

Mo Shiyuan made a gesture to get up, and Yan Tao staggered to his feet with these gift boxes.

He lifted the lid.

Inside, there were a bunch of shiny gold leaves, ten pieces per box, which was not a small number, and the same smell of rosemary as Kayoro's body also spread in the air.

Yuzhu secretly screamed in his heart, "Oops, the prince will definitely think that the young lady deliberately framed Concubine Xiangbian, and this can be regarded as a stolen person." ”

She was about to pounce and kowtow, preemptively admitting that it was her idea, but unexpectedly, Mo Shiyuan asked directly, "Where did these things come from?" ”

"It was sent by Concubine Yin." Yan Tao answered honestly.

In front of the villain, confession is strict, and resistance is also strict.

Horizontal and vertical have to be punished, then she still chooses to confess, Dora goes into the water alone to cushion her back, and the sisters are good companions on the Huangquan Road.

Yuzhu was worried that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would think that Yan Tao was lying, and planned to deliberately dump the pot on Concubine Yin.

However, Mo Shiyuan once again unexpectedly believed Yan Tao.

He raised his hand, slightly flexed his middle finger, and when he landed, a secret guard appeared next to him as if he had changed his shape, knelt down on one knee and said, "Please command, Your Highness." ”

Mo Shiyuan motioned to the secret guard to take the gift box in Yan Tao's hand, "Go to the market to find out, who customized these boxes." ”

"Yes."

The secret guard only obeys the prince's orders, so his attitude towards Yan Tao is not very respectful, and he took away the gift box as soon as he went up.

Yan Tao's eyes widened like copper bells.

She stared at the Dark Guard, her reluctance to express her reluctance to these golden leaves.

According to her consideration, they can be bought at least: 2,000 catties of fine beef, a beautiful and livable small house on the outskirts of the city, and three handsome young men with sweet mouths......

How many people can't ask for the freedom of wealth!

The dark guard was stared at uncomfortably, and coughed lightly.

Yan Tao's little hand was still raised in mid-air and pinched wildly, with a hypocritical smile on her face: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not reluctant, as the only daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how can I care about this little money!" It doesn't make a ripple in my heart at all. ”

Mo Shiyuan, "......"

He told the Dark Guard to leave first.

Then he said, "When the investigation is over, the gold will be returned to you." ”

"Your Highness is wise!"

Yan Tao didn't know what kind of salute to do at this time, so she simply bent down and bowed to him.

Mo Shiyuan looked at the clear little face that oozed fine sweat.

She didn't need any fat powder to modify it, she was a little tired at the moment, and her cheeks were flushed, which was already naturally delicious.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, innocent like a fawn.

Obedient and cowardly.

but dared to secretly arrange the prince of the dynasty behind his back.

"Fasting and dinner in Wind Lotus Garden today." Mo Shiyuan said lightly, "In the future, there will be less recklessness." ”

"Yes, the concubine remembered."

Yan Tao touched her stomach and was full of sorrow.

After Mo Shiyuan left, Yan Tao hurriedly helped up her personal maid, "Are your hands okay?" ”