Chapter 63: The villain has a mind-reading skill
Yan Tao didn't dare to raise her head at all.
She suddenly felt a light in the palm of her hand, and the sachet was picked up.
was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but there was an unfamiliar laughter next to him: "It's so fragrant, the things made by the beauty are really fragrant!" But what's the embroidery on it, duck? ”
Yan Tao looked over in amazement.
It was a young man in a gorgeous costume, who looked a few years older than Mo Shiyuan, and his demeanor was very arrogant.
The eldest prince Mo Tianfeng.
He played with the sachet made of Yan Tao, with a flirtatious smile on his face, "I have long wanted to see what the rumored first beauty looks like, but today I saw that it was very different from those vulgar fans!" Fourth, you are very blessed. ”
Some time ago, the eldest prince had just been deflated by Mo Shiyuan, but it was obvious that he was a brain who didn't learn for a long time, and it didn't take long for him to start snorting again.
Maybe he heard the news that Mo Shiyuan was going to lead the troops to the battle, and after listening to the courtiers talking a few more words, he should have thought that Mo Shiyuan would definitely lose the battle this time, and he might not even be able to come back alive.
Yan Tao saw that Mo Tianfeng kept smelling the sachet, and she was so anxious that she couldn't do it, and said, "Can you return it to me first?" It is to be given to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”
"Brother and sister, don't be too stingy! Isn't it just a sachet that won't die after a few smells. ”
Mo Tianfeng put on a refreshed expression.
Yan Tao really wants to say that you are really going to die, and you are about to be assassinated by me.
She was afraid that Mo Tianfeng's pig's head would show something strange and be seen by the villain, so she had to bite her lip and stand on tiptoe to grab it, "Please give it back to me!" ”
"Yo, my brother and sister are quite fierce." Mo Tianfeng thought it was funny, and raised the sachet higher, so that Yan Tao couldn't touch it on tiptoe.
Yan Tao's face turned pale with anger.
This kind of fool deserves to be robbed of the throne by the villain, and it is best to be locked in a pigsty for the rest of his life.
She scolded in her heart, but unexpectedly, the villain seemed to have a mind-reading skill, and he really suddenly pressed Mo Tianfeng's shoulder with his left hand.
"Ouch! Pain, pain, pain, pain, ......"
Mo Tianfeng's shoulders suddenly sank, and his tears almost fell out in pain.
The continuous gurgling sound at the bone joints showed that Mo Shiyuan was not joking with his brother, but using real strength.
"It's going to be broken, Lao Tzu's arm is going to be broken!" Mo Tianfeng howled in front of countless people.
Just when he felt that his bones could no longer bear it, Mo Shiyuan gently took the sachet from his hand, and at the same time let go of his hand, "Brother Huang is too leisurely to stay in Kyoto, he should exercise more." ”
Mo Tianfeng hugged his arms and glared angrily: "You are just a prince, you have not ascended the throne yet, don't think that you are qualified to teach Lao Tzu a lesson!" ”
Mo Shiyuan ignored him.
He held the sachet in his hand, glanced at Yan Tao, and then slowly turned around: "Chongchangguan has three specialties, green agate, mouth fat, and Tuo tea. ”
Yan Tao was at a loss.
Seeing that she was silent, Mo Shiyuan looked back slightly, "Which one do you want?" ”
Yan Tao reacted at this time, and the co-authored villain was planning to give her a gift back!
Before she could adjust from the panic and anger just now, she casually responded: "I don't like tea, so let's lipstick!" ”
Mo Shiyuan nodded.
Then, he didn't look at Yan Tao anymore, turned over and rode on the white horse, the reins were raised high, and galloped to the front of the group.
Yan Tao looked at his dashing back in a daze, and suddenly, the eldest prince's scolding sounded in his ears: "Martial arts are not necessarily very good, but they are a bit brute force, and they really treat themselves as garlic!" ”