Chapter 4 The Dead Duck Has a Hard Mouth

"Hahahaha, why should I talk to you, slightly, you come to arrest me." I saw a purple-haired girl rushing out of the small restaurant with a big bag and small rolls.

It turned out that she took advantage of Mochen's request to go to WC when she relaxed her vigilance, and dragged the box away on the grounds that she wanted to change clothes.

Not only that, but this woman also gloated and turned around to show off to the second floor: "Can't catch me, lala, lalalala, defeated by me, let's all go together, I'm not afraid at all." ”

"Are you really not afraid? You might as well look back. Mo Chen leaned on the window and said lazily, Mo Ran turned his head when he heard it.

Good guy, I don't know if I don't see this, I'm shocked when I see it! I don't know when Mo Ran surrounded a circle of guards behind him.

It turned out that Mingyu was looking for Mo Ran from house to house with a wanted warrant with a guard in hand, and happened to pass by here and bumped into it.

"It's not a coincidence, it's not, it's really nowhere to find it, come on! Take it down for this witch! Mingyu shouted.

"Wait." Mo Chen's leisurely voice came from the window on the second floor: "Do you have anything else to explain?" He looked at Mo Ran condescendingly.

This... This can't be a powerful character, Mo Ran swallowed his saliva, his legs and feet went limp, and he took two steps forward tremblingly, and then... I looked back very sassy... Plop and knelt on the ground: "My lord~~, the little woman came here for the first time, I really don't know where the toilet is, and I came out somehow, don't you want to have a good talk, do you think I'm going up now?"

"Oh?" Ye Mochen raised his eyebrows: "The girl still said that she couldn't catch you, this shouldn't be amnesia, do you want His Highness to invite you to take a look?" ”

"Actually, I'm just joking with the adults." Mo Ran didn't want to die, she hadn't figured out where this was, how she came here, and how to go back, and she died in a foreign country or in history.

"Woo woo, my lord, the little woman is wronged."

"Mingyu!" Ye Mochen shouted loudly, "The minister is here!" Mingyu stepped forward.

"Escort this girl to the main hall, and I will interrogate her personally." "Yes!" Mingyu hugged his fists.

"She brought her stuff back with her, too." After Ye Mochen finished speaking, he turned around and walked down.

Mo Ran was escorted down, and she looked at the city hall in front of her that was getting closer and closer, and her heart was a little flustered. She didn't know what was going to happen next, and she didn't know how she was going to respond.

Yiyu Hall –

I saw Mo Ran kneeling in the hall with her head down, this prince is afraid that it is not an emperor, she was thinking.

"Tell me where you came from and who you are." Ye Mochen put his feet on the bookcase in front of him, looking careless.

Mo Ran didn't know how to answer, at this time, if she said that she came through time, I was afraid that the man in front of me would be regarded as a madman, and she would be judged to be disrespectful and click her away.

"It's... Well, the little woman came from the east and went to the west. Mo Ran thought for a moment and whispered.

"Oh? Why go west? Mo Chen leaned forward and squinted his eyes and asked.

Mo Ran's heart was in turmoil, and she couldn't help but look up at the tall figure. I saw that he was staring at himself, and there was a cold light in his deep eyes. Her heart tightened, and she hurriedly lowered her head, only to find that her heart was beating wildly.

"I ......," she said, but her voice was weak and weak.

"Look up." Ye Mochen's voice revealed an irresistible majesty.

Mo Ran had to look up, she felt her face burn, and those deep eyes seemed to be able to see through her heart. She clenched her hands nervously, not knowing what would happen next.

"Little woman... The little woman naturally wants to learn from the scriptures and benefit mankind! Mo Ran said.

Thank you for Journey to the West, thank you Wu Chengen! Let yourself make up such a reason to deal with him.

"What is a scripture?" Mo Chen got up and walked in front of Mo Ran.

"It's... I don't understand it, so don't listen to it..."Mo Ran was once again shocked by his powerful aura, slowly lowered his head, and his speech became incoherent.

"Don't you want to tell the truth yet? Well? Mo Chen squatted down, raised Mo Ran's chin with his left hand, and forced her to look into her eyes.

"The little woman is telling the truth." Mo Ran looked away in a panic.

"Since you don't want to tell the truth, Your Highness won't force you, so you can go to the prison and have a good rest!" Mo Chen let go of Mo Ran's chin and got up. "Someone! Put her in jail. ”

Mo Ran was stunned, she didn't know what the man in front of her wanted to know, and what she should say so as not to anger him.

"Childe, what I said is indeed the truth, you can't let me get it if you don't know what the scriptures are." Even so, Mo Ran still said stiffly.

"Needless to say, Mingyu will take it down." Mo Chen turned around and said.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Then several of the guards suppressed Mo Ran, completely ignoring her cries.

"You... Who the hell is it..."Mo Chen looked at the boxes and bags scattered on the ground and said softly.

The other side

Mo Ran was escorted in the direction of the prison. She didn't know what she had done wrong and why she had been treated like this by this son. Inexplicably, her eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't hold back and didn't cry.

Walking through the corridor, the guards opened the cell door, and a puff of humid air came to their nostrils. Mo Ran was pushed inside, and she fell to the ground, looking up at the cell door slowly closing. She felt her body tremble, and she didn't know what to do next.

It was dark inside the cell, with only a dim light illuminating the small space. Mo Ran sat in the corner, her hands on her knees, her head buried in her knees. Her heart was filled with fear and uneasiness, and she didn't know how she was going to deal with what was next.