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They turned back to the palace, and the sky was completely dark.

"Prince Thirteen! I'll take Mo'er down to clean up first Xiaochuanzi felt that, with his dirty appearance, if he didn't wash well, he would not like to sleep with him in his arms.

"Well!" Ink brocade Xi light should sound, step, line into the bedroom.

After xiaochuanzi confesses to his back, he wants to lead Su Mo'er back to his residence.

However, as soon as he started, he heard and smelled his master's voice, which came from his bedroom.

"Come in first!"

Not daring to hesitate, Ogawa stepped into the palace and said, "Thirteen princes..."

"Do you remember what the prince said to you today?" Mo Jinxi stood in the back light, so that he could not see his face clearly.

Xiaochuanzi blinked blankly. He didn't react for a moment. What did he mean by that?

"Think about it!" Mo Jin Chi's voice was cold, but he didn't remind him.

Xiaochuanzi's forehead gradually overflowed with a layer of cold sweat. For a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth like a slap in the face: "what I saw and heard today, I would rot in my stomach, as if nothing had happened!"

When Mo Jin Xi heard the speech, his cold feeling was slightly relieved.

Ogawa son immediately had a sense of survival: "Prince 13, don't worry, the slave has forgotten what happened today!"

"Get out!"

"Yes Xiaochuanzi answered the voice, slowly withdrew from the palace, and closed the door.

Small Jin son sees, suddenly with changed a person, like Mo Jin Xi, not very like of twist eyebrow.

She still likes him, gentle and smiling.

As if aware of her strange, Mo Jin Xi's whole body cold, instantly dispersed.

"Wait!" Put down these words, Mo Jin Xi steps to the front of the basin.

After a while

In front of Xiao jin'er, the clothes he bought for her appeared today.

"Try and see if it fits?" The ink brocade Xi that quietly turns back, looked at the screen not far from the eye to indicate a way.

Xiaojin son exhibition Yan a smile, holding clothes, fly past.

Mo Jinxi stands quietly outside the screen. I can imagine that she will be more beautiful if she is dressed in pink.

Half a quarter of an hour later

Xiao jin'er flies out from behind the screen and turns around in front of him: "good looking?"

"Good looking!"

I saw a pink dress of her, her original delicate and beautiful face, set off the more beautiful youth.

Let a person have a kind of, want to hold her in the arms, rub into the bone marrow impulse.

Small sincerely son is his boast of cheek tiny a red, the whole person appears to have a few branches and shy.

Her sudden shyness makes Mo Jinxi's eyes become more profound in a moment.

For a long time

Mo Jin Xi abruptly don't open eyes: "it's not early, go to bed first!"

"Oh Small sincerely son should voice, fly to bed inside side lie down.

Mo Jinxi's look seemed to change in a moment, but it seemed that nothing had changed: "you sleep first, I'll read for a while!"

"Aren't you sleepy?" Xiaojiner cocks his head and looks at him.

"Not for the time being!" In reply, Mo Jinxi had already come to the table and sat down.

Xiao jin'er lies on the pillow and stares at him all the time. He wants to say something, but he doesn't say anything after all.

Although Mo Jinxi was aware of her gaze, she ignored it as much as possible and tried to focus on the contents of the book. However

Half an hour, a quarter Half an hour later, he found that from beginning to end, he did not know what he had seen.

With a silent sigh, he looked sideways at the man who was still looking at him.

To go up his vision, small sincerely son exhibition Yan a smile: "you saw?"

“…… Well

"May I go to bed?" Small Jin son Xi Yi of looking at him, want to chat with him.

Mo Jinxi holds the fingertips of books slightly stiff. After a few breaths of silence, he closes the books, gets up and walks to the bedside.

The small Jin son rolled down toward inside, give him more space.

"Can't sleep?" Mo Jinxi lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

Small Jin son ordered next head.

"Chat?"

Small Jin son drum next cheek, looking at his near face, suddenly don't know what to talk about?

They live in different countries, they share the same language, or they have the same fun, don't they?

"Tell me something interesting about you in the northern Shang Dynasty!" Mo Jinxi leaned on his side, her head resting on her arm, gazing quietly at the people in the bed.

"Good!" Mentioning the interesting stories of her childhood, Xiao jin'er feels that even if she talks about it for ten days and nights, she can't finish it.

Time, in her beautiful explanation, is passing by little by little.Mo Jinxi always smiles at the bottom of her eyes and listens quietly. Her funny and embarrassing stories when she was a child accompany her to laugh and have fun together.

Also unknowingly, I realized what happened to her during the ten years when they separated.

Knowing that she is well and happy, I can't help feeling relieved.

Small Jin son has been talking to near son, finally couldn't help yawning.

"Sleepy?" Ink brocade Xi Yue ear voice, in her ear gently ring.

Small Jin son rubbed to rub an eye: "a little bit!"

"Go to bed first. If you don't finish, I'll go on tomorrow night!" Mo Jinchi subconsciously raised his fingertips and wanted to pat her, but when his fingertips were raised half way, he suddenly realized that she was not a human being, and he could not touch her at all.

Xiaojin son didn't realize his strange, head rolled to his shoulder, but he didn't feel a little weight: "tomorrow morning, do you want to go to class or go to your father there?"

"Well!" Mo Jinxi quietly took back his fingertips and put them on the quilt.

"Then we'll sleep together!"

"Good!" Ink brocade Chi should voice, Mou Guang stay on her small face a few breath, slowly close eyelids.

Small sincerely son pillow on his shoulder, not for a while, then sink into dreamland.

Until a steady breath came from my ear, Mo Jinxi, who should have been sleeping, slowly opened his eyelids.

Deep eyes, staring at the person on his shoulder, slowly raised his fingertips, fell on her cheek, but did not fall

He was afraid that once it fell, what he felt was not warm skin, but a mass of invisible air.

For a long time

A slight and inaudible sigh overflowed from his thin lips.

Suddenly some anticipation, with complete she, meet that day.

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the next morning.

The first thing xiaochuanzi did after he got up was to pull Su Mo'er and make a divination for himself.

Silently begged, his life, with the eunuch manager's position predestined relationship.

Su Mo'er readily responded, looked at his face, and said: "as long as you follow the right master, you can live a life without food and clothing. Although you are occasionally frightened, you are not in danger. Generally speaking, your life is smooth!"

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