Chapter 297

Don't know Mo Xiyan, who is being discussed, is sitting in the pavilion in the backyard of the cold palace, sitting there, doing his routine homework of sucking wood gas every day.

As she had expected, although the wood atmosphere here is no better than deep mountains and forests, it is also very rich.

With the help of the little ivy vine, her power has made a breakthrough in a few days.

In fact, it is different from what the emperor thought.

Although she was in the cold palace, she didn't leave any news outside.

Because she found that ivy is better than green.

This was discovered on her first day of practice after she entered the cold palace.

That day, after the prince threatened her to leave, she came to this pavilion and began to meditate and absorb wood Qi.

In this process, she slowly found that she could get in touch with the plants outside the cold palace.

She thought she was influenced by her powers.

But when the scope of acceptance continued to expand, she realized that her powers could not accept information on such a large scale.

At that time, her first reaction was that Qingqing didn't listen to her and left the post staring at Mo Jingyuan without authorization.

But when she opened her eyes and saw the Ivy floating in the air, she was surprised that her guess was completely wrong.

Next, with her intervention, Ivy helped her to bring the whole palace into an acceptable range.

Therefore, in addition to the emperor's Royal flower garden, she can be regarded as the person with the most ears and eyes in this palace.

Therefore, she found an interesting thing.

That is, she found that there were three men in the palace who could wear bright yellow clothes.

She had seen two of them, needless to say, the emperor and the prince.

So she focused on the young man she had never seen.

Therefore, she found that every time the young man appeared in the palace, he appeared directly from the back door of the palace, near the ancient square building.

Then he walked into an old iron gate, and his breath left the palace.

Such an unusual person, even if he is OK, Mo Xiyan will not believe it.

So after the youth appeared again, Mo Xiyan let the Ivy League follow him, so that she could know what he was doing all the way.

So after the wrong circumstances, she found that the young man was murongshen, the ninth Lord.

His palace is at the entrance of the North alley of the Imperial City, an inconspicuous place.

Coincidentally, it is not far from the prince's house and the seventh Prince's house.

After Qingteng followed Murong Shen back to the ninth Lord's residence, he also developed the whole palace and included it into the acceptable range of Mo Xiyan.

Then it retired with success, returned to Mo Xiyan's space again, and added wood Qi.

Although the Ivy can't be used for the time being.

But for Yu Mo Xiyan, it has done enough.

But also because of it, Mo Xiyan has one more recreational activity every day in addition to cultivation, that is, receiving messages from plants assimilated by ivy.

Unfortunately, so far, the information these plants know is not important.

At this time, some plants came the news again that the prince was coming.

Mo Xi Yan restrained the wood Qi, and after gently spitting out a mouthful of turbid Qi, he lay on his side in the pavilion in a very lazy posture.

With her head on her right hand and a wicker in her left hand, she beat the water surface of the pond outside the pavilion, looking very comfortable.

Her black hair spread freely behind her, and there were only a few strands of playful black silk in front of her. Along her slender neck, she slipped through her exquisite clavicle and fell into the shadow of her slightly open skirt.

Coupled with its exquisite and slender figure, as well as the delicate skin almost transparent in the sun, with the grand scenery of the pond, it is like that the nine day fairy fell into mortals, which is dazzling.

When the prince took people to the cold palace for the second time, he saw such an attractive picture.

His eyes stared at Mo Xiyan's slim back. His eyes were deep and gradually lost his mind. He didn't get back to his mind until the sound of spitting on his side.

"Get out." he turned his head and glared at the two bodyguards who came in with him.

"Yes, yes." the two bodyguards were so stared by him that they realized what they had just done.

In addition, being denounced by the prince, he immediately withdrew from the cold palace in panic.

The prince didn't know why he was angry with the two bodyguards.

By the time he realized what he had done, the two guards had left.

He subconsciously turned and looked at the pavilion, but he couldn't see Mo Xiyan's trace.

In a hurry, the prince hurried to the pavilion. When he saw Mo Xiyan standing on the white marble arch bridge beside the pavilion, his heart suddenly settled.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself. Fang resumed his usual cold evil smile and walked over.

"Miss Mo seems to really like it here."

"Why is the prince here again?"

Mo Xi Yan leaned against the railing and looked at him coldly, "are you still going to ask me that question?"

"Why do you have an answer now?"

While talking, the prince had already stepped on the arch bridge and stood opposite Mo Xiyan.

He found that looking closer, don't cherish Yan's charming face, especially her dark eyes, bright and clear. It seems that as long as she looks at you, you will have the world.

The prince has never felt like this.

So I don't know why these feelings mean when I see Mo Xiyan.

However, this did not prevent him from softening his attitude towards her.

Don't cherish Yan's sensitive discovery that the prince doesn't have the taste of tit for tat this time.

But it made her even more afraid to take it lightly.

How can these Royal people, especially the prince, who has impure motives, have no purpose to show kindness to you?

So she became more cautious.

"Oh, if I said I still didn't, what would the prince do?"

Mo Xiyan said, raised his hand, gently scratched on his neck, and asked, "kill me?"

The prince stared at her and said slowly, "is it such a violent person in your eyes?"

Somehow, he didn't want the woman in front of him to feel that he was a man with blood on his hands.

Mo Xi Yan said coldly, "aren't you?"

Mo Xiyan didn't know the little 99 in the prince's heart. She just felt that the prince in front of her was very strange.

The prince's eyes were instantly cold and unhappy.

"When it comes to killing people, Gu can't compare with Murong Yu, who has the name of the great God of war."

The prince's voice was obviously sarcastic, "or do you think he hasn't killed anyone except on the battlefield?"

Don't cherish Yan lightly hum, "that's always much better than some people who indiscriminately kill innocent people."

The prince choked and felt suffocated. "Miss Mo, I'm not here to gossip with you."

"Oh, you're not here to ask me questions or gossip with me. What are you doing here?"

Mo Xiyan's tone was getting worse and worse, and his eyes looked more and more indifferent at the prince.

"What would you do if you were set free?"

Looking at Mo Xiyan, the prince blurted out.

With that, he was stunned.

While secretly scolding yourself, do you want your plan.

At the same time, he was stunned to find that there was no trace of regret in his heart.

"Of course it's back. Although the environment here is good, it's not as comfortable as home."

Although housekeeper Zeng recently began to look at her with colored eyes.

But he is pure for Murong Yuhao.

It is acceptable that he misunderstood him in a short time.

But in this cold palace.

Hehe, if you don't have freedom, you have to be monitored 24 hours. Don't cherish Yan's feeling that sooner or later he will go crazy.

If it weren't for Murong Yu, she would have left.

"Go back? Will you go back to the prime minister's house, Mojia village, or the seventh Prince's house?"

Every time the prince reported a place name, his tone was cold.

He doesn't know why he said that.

But by the time he realized it, he had already asked.

At the same time, his heart beat like a drum, Dong Dong, nervously waiting for Mo Xiyan's answer.

Don't cherish Yan's eyebrows. "Isn't it none of the prince's business?"

Today's crown prince is very different from before.

If it weren't for his appearance, his breath would be the same as before.

Mo Xiyan must think he is a fake.

"It seems that you will go back to the seventh King's house."

The prince said with a slight smile, "so, Miss Mo, how about we talk about a deal again?"

"Can I refuse?" Mo Xiyan said.

"No," said the prince decisively.

Mo Xiyan rolled his eyes, "then you still ask me?"

"After all, I want you to do it."

The prince smiled, but it seemed even more sinister. "It seems that Miss Mo has no opinion. In this way, I'll go back to the prince's house with you later."

"Cough, Prince, are you kidding?"

Mo Xiyan said he was really frightened.

Is the prince in front of you real or not?

The prince looked at Mo Xiyan with a smile and said coldly, "Miss Mo feels lonely and seems to be joking?"

Mo Xiyan said that it would be better to be in the cold palace than to go to the prince's house.

At least there are many people here. The crown prince always has to worry about the emperor if he wants to do anything.

But when I went to the prince's house, I was afraid that she died, no one knew.

Damn it, it seems that the prince really wants to deal with Murong Yu. He's crazy.

Otherwise, how could you be so thoughtful?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiyan looked at the prince, shook his head gently, and then continued, "the prince really doesn't need to waste time with me. If you really want to deal with Murong Yu, you can directly attack him, because I really don't know him, I..."

But before she finished her words, she was directly interrupted by the prince, "Gu will give you an hour to clean up. When the time comes, Gu will send someone to pick you up."

"You..."

"If you are not afraid of death, you can run and see."

The prince bit his teeth and finished word by word. His anger almost overflowed from his teeth.

Then, as when he came, he swaggered away, leaving only the messy Mo Xiyan in the wind.

The prince's temper changes three times a day. It's like deformed steel.

Affectation of no importance, after the prince left, he went back to the main hall of the cold palace and make complaints about the things that are irrelevant.

Just as he said, the prince sent a eunuch to pick her up and leave the cold palace.

As soon as I stepped out of the gate of the cold palace, I saw a luxurious carriage.

"Miss Mo, please get in the car." the eunuch said lukewarm and began to push her into the carriage for fear that she would run away.

Mo Xiyan certainly won't run.

Just as she was packing up, she thought about it.

Since the crown prince kindly invited her to join the crown prince, it's natural that she didn't brush his kindness.

After all, if you don't go into a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son