Chapter 1117

"Miss purple --"

The frost on Mo qianhan's face finally dispersed.

At the thought of ziqianmo, his whole life seemed to come back to life suddenly, full of enthusiasm and vigor again.

"That's right. It's also a good chance for the prince and purple girl."

It's one thing to hate Mo Yan.

It's another thing to like ziqianmo.

Mo Yunge saw that Mo qianhan was agitated and continued to make efforts: "Your Highness, let's cooperate."

"How to cooperate?"

"To split Mo Yan and ziqianmo, I'll do it to Mo Yan and you'll do it to ziqianmo, both ways."

"There can be."

"There is no corner that can't be pried, only a hoe that doesn't work hard."

"Cousin Yunge, you have ambition!"

"Your Highness, the prince, is over praised."

They look at each other and smile.

Eye contact.

It's most appropriate to describe the two of them in collusion at the moment.

Mo Yunge is obviously a restless master.

After reaching an agreement with the prince.

After only two days, she couldn't sit still immediately.

The effect of xuanyuedan is really excellent.

At the moment, she was able to walk out of bed, her face was not red, and she was out of breath.

At most, if you walk for a long time, you will feel chest pain for a while. However, she also has the best painkiller in China. I'm not afraid.

At noon on the third day.

Mo Yunge was in the lower Dynasty, blocking Mo Yan outside the Jinluan hall.

Because the new emperor had just ascended the throne, there was a lot to be done in the court, the new political situation was short of manpower, and Mo Yan was very good at handling affairs, so he was pulled over by zimucheng to help.

As for ziqianmo, she did not go to court.

These days, I've been studying blind charms.

Mo Yunge's blind charm, let her eat a big loss, caused her not small stimulation. She secretly vowed that she must use her own strength to draw the blind charm herself!

This gives them a chance to be alone.

"Master mo."

Mo Yunge directly welcomed up, beautiful face, with a smile.

Smile is not sweet.

She is more partial to the imperial sister department, it's really not sweet, but there is a little more if there is no charming amorous feelings.

Mo Yan saw that it was mo Yunge, and he couldn't help frowning and getting bored from the bottom of his heart.

This woman.

Once wanted to kill little Momo.

But for the sake of xiaomomo, for the sake of Zijia, I can't kill her for the time being.

It's better not to see.

Mo Yan just turned around and left.

"Why?" Mo Yunge was a little embarrassed, so he rushed to catch up, "Mr. Mo, please stay."

Mo Yan did not stop, but went faster.

Mo Yan's accomplishments and speed are there. If you really want to get rid of someone, the other person really can't catch up.

so

Mo Yunge is very tired to find that the closer he pursues, the farther the distance between them is.

Ten seconds later.

She has heartache, just formed a thin scab of the wound, there is a tendency to break, the pain is not good.

"Mr. Mo, don't leave. I really have business to tell you about the appointment letter from the Empire of Zhongzhou to Beilan."

Hear that.

Mo Yan stopped.

He turned his head, a beautiful face like God, no expression, with a word to describe, that is cold. Two words to describe, that is apathy.

May be with the small Mo Mo together for a long time.

There's a couple.

Even the appearance of facial paralysis and indifference is the same.

"How about the appointment?" He asked.