Mo Xi didn't have time to think about it for the time being, Yunshuang didn't have to follow, it was mainly Lord Tao.

Seeing that the so-called Tao Da turned into the alley.

In the lively street not far away, all kinds of vendors shouted, and Mo Xi's dark eyes swept to look at a painting.

She walked over a few steps and pointed to a picture of a beautiful woman, "Who is this picture?" ”

"Childe, you don't know this? You're still a man! The vendor's face looked disdainful.

"Xiaosheng has been studying hard in the cold window, and he has never bowed down, so he is lonely and unheard, and he still hopes that his brother will teach him." Mo Xi pretended to be polite, she was interested only because the woman in the painting was wearing a six-phoenix headdress.

Seeing Mo Xi's humble attitude, the trader said, "This is Concubine Xi, the most favored woman in the Holy Realm today." If you offer her portrait, you can be promoted to an official and rich. ”

"Oh!" Mo Xi pretended to be surprised and hurriedly bought the next one.

In the alley, she was holding the scroll, and when she was about to catch up with the Tao, a horse suddenly rushed towards her.

Ben went around to the front to intercept the scumbag Erha, who was not wide on the road, heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, his ears were sparkling, and the beans in his eyes were a pair, and he felt bad, and his hair exploded, and he wanted to jump to the wall, but the wall was too high, and it was a little short, and he kicked off the wall and fell, ran a few steps and jumped to another wall.

The scumbag Erha's sudden divine operation frightened Ma Wei, who was not prepared for any thought.

As soon as the mane was raised, the two front hooves were raised, and they ran forward quickly, and in front of the scumbag Erha, they kicked a scumbag, but they didn't kick the scumbag Erha, but the person on horseback fell off guard.

The scene was a little chaotic, and it could be said that people were on their backs.

Mo Xi, Master Tao, and the people who fell immediately puffed into one place in a panic.

Mo Xi will work lightly, jump onto the wall with a stiff body, and hurriedly avoid it.

The disgrace of the fallen horse was ruined, and he rolled up, complaining and scolding, while picking up what he had fallen and chasing the horse.

Master Tao was even more frightened of the beard on his face, took a painting scroll and ran to the other end of the alley, for fear of being recognized.

Mo Xi jumped off the wall, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he picked up the painting on the ground, and opened it casually, but he was stunned.

~~Portrait of the Xi Guifei in his hand~~ Why is it still a portrait of the Xi Guifei?

She obviously took advantage of the chaos to exchange !! with Master Natao

Xiao Bajie came out of the hole in the wall, with short legs upside down.

The scumbag who got into trouble, Erha, also followed with short legs and slipped away!

It's not good, but it's important to save your life.

……

The other is in the hall.

The man who had just fallen off his horse in the alley walked quickly in front of a young man with the scroll in his hand, "Your subordinates knock on His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

The person who was called the crown prince straddled the stool with one leg, and was holding a shiny scimitar in his hand, he didn't raise his eyelids, and he couldn't suppress the rebelliousness of his whole body, and said leisurely, "Found it?" ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" As he spoke, he held the scroll in both hands and presented it.

Next to the prince, a young man with a small whip, Yi Gantai, took the painting and unfolded it.

But the person who saw the painting was shocked.

After a moment of relaxation, he frowned and said in disbelief: "He looks young, but it's too ugly!" ”

Yi Gantai looked at it carefully again, and his eyebrows were furrowed, "No, this dress doesn't look like a Yongguo costume, is it a portrait of her when she was young?" ”

Only then did the Northern Desert Prince Tuoba Lie raise his eyelids and stuff the scimitar into the scabbard embedded with rubies.

The subordinate who presented the painting was thrilled when he heard Yi Gantai's words, but he still insisted on it, "Your Highness, it is your subordinate who will take it personally, and there is no mistake." ”

Tuoba Lie's eyelids lifted, his body leaned back in the chair, and Yi Gantai hurriedly turned the portrait to his own prince.