As soon as the night entered, it was quiet all around, and most of them were in a hurry to make prayer lamps and get the emperor's appreciation.

Every time Mo Yao thought of that night, she felt embarrassed, and her cheeks were slightly red and she said, "Cough... That, you, will you do it?"

Murong Ge stood beside Mo Yao indifferently, looking at the pile of bamboo knots on the table in front of him, and rice paper: "When did this king get so close to you, he didn't even need honorifics to reply." ”

You, the moody rakshasa Didn't that day say... "Ahem, the prince is angry. Mo Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The prince is a little strange, she... It seems that he is closer to this king.

Thinking about it, Murong Ge sat down and began to make prayer lamps in a decent manner.

I really can't imagine that the prince who is under one person and above ten thousand people would do such a vulgar thing. Although I don't know what the emperor's intentions are, this prince... It's very difficult, while saying that you like it, you have a cold face, which is really elusive.

"Once, I used to make prayer lamps like this with a person. ”

With the cold words, Mo Yao looked at his slightly sad eyes, and couldn't help but be curious... Is it a woman you like?

"That's... Is she pretty!" Oh my God! What did I say... Is she pretty... Whatever. How do I care about this!

Murong Ge was stunned: "Alluring the country and the city." ”

It seems that this prince is also an infatuated person.

"I'll help you. Mo Yao sat down, not caring about his identity at all, Murong Ge just glanced at him coldly, and then he did it together.

"Oops. "Mo Yao's hand was accidentally punctured by bamboo... Blood flowed out. Murong Ge grabbed Mo Yao's hand, frowned and said, "Why are you so stupid." ”

"What?" Mo Yao's body fluctuated, but Murong Ge hurriedly squeezed her wound and squeezed it, Mo Yao broke free in pain, who knows, Murong Ge snatched his hand back domineeringly: "The bamboo sticks have been soaked in white water, do you want your hands anymore..." ”

Looking at Murong Ge's gentle eyes and nervous expression, Mo Yao's heart also fluttered...

After Murong Ge had healed his wounds, Mo Yao spoke: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Murong Ge glanced at her coldly, this woman was not an ordinary stupid, how could Murong Nan be such a shrewd person who would choose her as a chess piece.

"It's okay, I just don't want to see you stupid. ”

Mo Yao gritted the root of her teeth... Cursing in his heart.

The moon is full, and the stars are like washing, clear and bright. On the roof in the distance, a dark shadow looked at the two people in the courtyard lonely.

Murong Ge sensed... So many years... He still didn't give up.

Suddenly, Murong Ge stopped Mo Yao in his arms, and the black shadow was in a trance... Disappeared in place.

Before Mo Yao could react, Murong Ge indifferently pushed Mo Yao away.

"You..."

"Borrow. ”

"Hey, you... Do you think that if you are the crown prince, you can do whatever you want!"

Murong Ge ignored it and went straight back to the dormitory.

"I'm so angry! When has this girl ever been so aggrieved! This broken palace! I don't want to stay for a day!!"

shouted all the time, Mo Yao's panting and puffing on the chair... Just ignored it... This prince is quite ingenious, this prayer lamp is exquisite, the birds are singing and fragrant, a rockery, a woman is sitting upright, wearing a cloud satin skirt, not noble.

"This is the woman who has captivated the country and the city? Hey, isn't it a prayer lamp?" Mo Yao said with a frown.

Murong Ge walked in the corridor, mother, son-in-law, because of your business, indulged all day long... is like a living corpse, and now that the son finally understands his mother's words, the son will definitely not be languishing, and he only hates himself for not being able to protect his mother in the first place.

Mo Yao yawned and returned to the dormitory.

Early in the morning, Mo Yao was pleasantly surprised by everyone.

"How... "Sleepy-eyed crawled up. At this time, Xun'er ran in: "Mo Yao, the prince is here, and he said that he wants you to go to Langting quickly." ”

"Ah?...! this pervert, so early..."

He also said that if you are a little too late, you will have to pay for your little snake's life. ”

A clever one, Mo Yao hurriedly put on his shoes: "This pervert!!"

Hurriedly ran out, just in time to bump into the three brothers.

"Hey, Mo Yao!!"

Mo Yao ran over as soon as he slipped through the smoke: "Come back and talk about it!"

Under the pavilion, Murong Ge unhurriedly operated the bamboo knots in his hands.

Mo Yao was short of breath: "You... Call... You called me! It's not going to be a lamp!"

"So what do you think it is. ”

Mo Yao wanted to punch him into the lake behind him. But the family is the prince!!I had to sit down with a peaceful breath. The attendant handed over the rice paper...

"Ahem... What's your name...?"

"It's good for the girl to call her subordinate Feng Lan. ”

Murong Ge's brows moved slightly...

Mo Yao nodded meaningfully: "Hmm... It is handsome to grow. ”

Murong Ge's brows furrowed even tighter... Mo Yao slammed his face, proud. I knew you were narcissistic, and now I praise your guards, but I don't praise you, and I see that your face is still hanging up.

"It's really good to be so handsome, to follow the prince, and to be strong in martial arts. ”

Feng Lan's face was overjoyed, but when she thought of the prince beside her, she hid her joy: "The girl is too famous." ”