"This king will not beg for mercy! You're doing it! Mo Jing snorted coldly, "This king sees that you are just a quick tongue!" ”

"How dare you underestimate me?" Chu Shan'er frowned, this Mo Jinghuan actually looked down on her!

As soon as the words fell, Chu Shan'er had already arrived at Mo Jinghuan's side.

The latter suppressed the true thoughts in his eyes and sneered faintly.

Sometimes not talking is more irritating than talking.

Chu Shan'er's expression was cold, and with a little force in her little hand, she saw someone's eight-pack abs, and couldn't help but touch it.

I have to say, it feels really good!

The cold touch made Mo Jinghuan's breath stagnate, and the muscles in his body tensed.

Looking at Chu Shan'er's eyes staring at him again, the corners of Mo Jinghuan's mouth raised an imperceptible arc.

If she likes beauty, she can only like him alone!

"Have you seen enough? Need to take off some more nice carefully? Mo Jinghuan's cold voice carried a hint of unclear tone.

Chu Shan'er swallowed her saliva and really stretched out her hand.

I was so busy in my previous life that I didn't even have time, let alone men......

No, men do, but they are either partners or task objects, and these two have no gender in her eyes at all.

It's rare to cross, there's time, money, and power, man......

"I have flowers on me? Look so seriously? Mo Jinghuan's ridiculous voice pulled Chu Shan'er's thoughts back.

The latter raised his eyes and looked at Mo Jinghuan's expression that seemed to be smiling, and snorted coldly, man, don't do it!

How free a person is!

"I thought it was Tang monk meat! It's just a mortal fetus in the flesh, and I'm embarrassed to make me covet your body! Chu Shan'er squinted at Mo Jinghuan, raised her hand and slapped him on the chest with a "snap", making a crisp sound.

Mo Jinghuan looked stunned for a moment.

She was about to salivate just now, how could she stop when she said stop?

And it sounds disgusting.

Who is Tang Seng? Is she so disappointed that she can't touch his flesh?

Mo Jinghuan's brows became tighter and tighter, it seemed that he was going to find a time for someone to check the origin of this Tang monk!

Chu Shan'er looked at Mo Jinghuan's increasingly frowning brows, his increasingly gloomy face, and pursed her lips.

Isn't it just touching him, who will show him a stinky face!

"Didn't you say you could touch it if you wanted? I touched it and my stinky face, don't say it if I can't touch it! Chu Shan'er muttered, and ripped Mo Jinghuan's clothes rudely before turning around and sitting back on the chair next to her.

Mo Jinghuan heard Chu Shan'er's self-talk, but he didn't explain.

He wouldn't say that the black face was because of the person named Tang Seng.

"When will this king be able to move?" Mo Jinghuan asked indifferently in his voice.

"It depends on the mood." Chu Shan'er replied casually, and it seemed that the air was a little embarrassed when she sat dry.

"Please, I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll let you move right away." Chu Shan'er said lightly.

"No! You'd better let this king stay like this, so that when your father-in-law sees it, you will feel sorry for this king. Mo Jinghuan's tone even carried a little expectation.

Chu Shan'er frowned slightly, just listening to Mo Jinghuan's words, she could think of the demeanor of the cheap father.

You must know that Mo Jinghuan can't move, or after saving her, you may really feel distressed to let her say goodbye and take good care of Mo Jinghuan Balabala......

Chu Shan'er has a headache.

Between widowhood and widowhood, she prefers the latter.

"Chu Shan'er, don't look at this king with that kind of look, do you want to ......" Before Mo Jinghuan could say the word murder, he saw a silver needle flying straight towards him.

Mo Jinghuan's eyes widened when he ascended.

Although he knew that Chu Shan'er would not really harm his life, anyone who saw the hidden weapon flying would subconsciously dodge.

Even though his body was sore, he struggled to roll over, and the silver needle pierced directly into his shoulder.

"Chu Shan'er! How dare you! Mo Jinghuan stared at Chu Shan'er with a calm face.

"It works, aren't you going to be able to move?" Chu Shan'er hooked her lower lip, "Needless to say, thank you, this princess prefers actual thanks." ”

Mo Jinghuan leaned on the soft couch and looked at Chu Shan'er fixedly, she was revenge for stabbing her middle finger before Ming Huanghuang!

"This king will definitely thank the princess for taking care of this king with practical actions!" Mo Jinghuan bit the back socket of his teeth.

"Then the princess is disrespectful, waiting for the prince to prepare a thank you gift and go to the Jingshui Pavilion."

The two looked at each other, and sparks flashed.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who!" The two asked in unison.

"The king, the king." Zhang Fang, who raised his hand outside the door and was about to continue knocking, was about to tie his tongue.

"Come in." Mo Jinghuan said a word towards the door, raising his hand to casually straighten the clothes on his body better.

Chu Shan'er sat aside and didn't say anything at all, as if she was watching the excitement from the sidelines.

This was what Zhang Fang saw when he came in, and he was so frightened that he looked down at his toes the whole time.

"Say."

"Lord, my subordinates have checked it, and all the quilts and thin blankets in the front room of this palace have been drugged." Zhang Fang handed over his hand to report, "My subordinates have already asked people to tell Commander Li about this matter." ”

"Well, the blankets and quilts here will be cleaned up later." Mo Jinghuan resumed his usual tone in front of Zhang, "Have those people been recruited?" ”

"No, those people are very hard-mouthed." Zhang Fangdao: "The emperor has asked the Criminal Department and the Criminal Department to jointly try this case. ”

"Since my father has made arrangements, then you don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Yes, Lord Wang!" Zhang Fang hesitated for a moment and said, "The father-in-law next to the emperor is here to pass the word, and let you and the princess go to the front." ”

"You ......"

"When you go back to the father-in-law, you will say that the princess is frightened and poisoned, and it is inconvenient for the princess to go to the front, and it is inconvenient for the prince to accompany the princess." Chu Shan'er opened her mouth lightly.

When Mo Jinghuan saw her say, he also nodded, "That's it." ”

"Yes, Lord and Princess." Zhang Fang responded, and secretly glanced at the two people who were lying and sitting, how did he feel that the person who needed to accompany him was the prince!

And...... They are not neatly dressed, tsk, Zhang Fang said he understands!

"Didn't the princess want this king to accompany her?" Mo Jinghuan moved inside, patted the outside of the soft couch, and said lightly: "The princess is here, please." ”

Zhang Fang, who had just walked a few meters away, listened to the words of his prince, and he didn't need to think about it to make up the next inappropriate picture for children.

In a panic, he walked a little unsteadily, and rushed out of the house in a hurry.

Chu Shan'er glanced at Zhang Fang's back, frowned slightly, and said to Mo Jinghuan: "You did it on purpose?" ”

"Deliberately following the princess's wishes, isn't it with the princess?" Mo Jinghuan looked at Chu Shan'er and replied seriously.

Chu Shan'er just stared at him like this, and there was no way to find any trace of intention on his face.

"Such a small couch is not enough for this princess to rest alone!" Chu Shan'er glanced at the single soft couch, got up and walked to the bed behind the screen.

An hour is not a short time, and it would be a waste not to take the opportunity to sleep well.

"Aren't you afraid that your father will send someone to greet you?" Mo Jinghuan watched Chu Shan'er walk inside and reminded in a low voice.

"Huh? How could I not have thought of it! Chu Shan'er stopped, turned to look at Mo Jinghuan, and walked back with the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

Mo Jinghuan still maintained that faint look on his face, but he moved his body back into the couch.

There was a little expectation in my heart.