"Huiyan, do you really care about your senior brother's life and death?"
What Mo Xiyan doesn't like most is such a white lotus.
This will remind her of her miserable childhood when she was mutilated by her poor aunt.
Moreover, she didn't believe that Huiyan would be so cruel.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Huiyan's body trembled slightly. Although she was still crying, she was much quieter than before.
"Girl, is there any way to save my senior brother?"
Huiyan slowly raised her head and looked at Mo Xiyan. Both her look and expression were calm and calm.
At this time, where is she still a little weak temperament?
Don't cherish Yan's light smile, "of course, even if I have no way, there are some people around me. You should know that he is a king."
Then he pulled Murong Yu to his side, patted him on the chest and said, "you should also know that there are many lingcao Xianzhi in the palace. Where can you not save your senior brother?"
Huiyan looked at Mo Xiyan, then Murong Yu, and finally lowered her head slowly. She didn't know what she was thinking.
But Murong Yu was a little unhappy.
He found that Huiyan's eyes on him clearly had an obscure meaning.
He looks more like this, and he can distinguish it naturally.
Hum, is such a woman worthy of being protected by people like Zhao Da? It's sick.
Murong kept a cold face and pretended to step back inadvertently, so that Mo Xiyan stopped him.
"Please save my senior brother."
Huiyan knelt in front of Mo Xiyan, with a sincere attitude and a pale face, "I have only one family member, senior brother. If he is gone, I really have nothing."
Then she began to cry again.
"As long as you don't cry, we can discuss everything." Mo Xiyan rubbed his forehead. He always felt that the pain in the right half was about to make him ill.
Huiyan was stunned and quickly wiped away the tears on her face, "OK, I listen to the young lady, but now the senior brother should not move around, and we don't have a carriage. How can this be good?"
It seems that she is really anxious and worried.
"Don't worry. We have a carriage. We can give your senior brother a ride."
Mo Xiyan didn't directly say to take them into the palace, but said to give them a ride.
Huiyan was unwilling to listen.
She will promise, mostly because she will enter the palace.
She bowed her head and thought for a while. Fang said, "I, my senior brother and I have been avoiding Liu Mengsheng for a long time. Where did we get the house?"
Mo Xiyan nodded, "yes, you two are really not easy."
At this point, she paused slightly, seemed to be thinking about something, and hesitated to ask, "so what are your plans?"
Huiyan bit her lip.
Suddenly feel that Mo Xiyan is a little annoying.
She must know what she means, so she's making it so difficult.
Hum, if you are so jealous, you will be abandoned by the king sooner or later.
You know how normal it is for men to have three wives and four concubines these days.
And this Mo Xiyan was so defensive against a woman like her.
It seems that this woman should not be afraid.
Thinking of this, Huiyan raised her head again and quietly looked at Murong Yu, her heart throbbing again.
In fact, when Murong Yu first came to eat wonton, she thought that this man must be either rich or expensive.
She would think so, not only because the clothes he wore were very expensive.
And because he just sat there, it was hard to hide his noble spirit.
In addition, Murong Yu's face is really handsome. Just looking at it like this is enough to sink a woman.
What's more, she saw the man's determination and skill today.
Murong Yu almost refreshed all her knowledge of men.
Whether it's life experience, body or appearance, it's perfect, just like a gift from God.
Such a perfect man should belong to all women, not to Mo Xiyan alone.
Huiyan thinks she's right. It's not a woman's fault to like such a man.
"Huiyan?" seeing that Huiyan was silent, Mo Xiyan called again and looked at her at the same time.
Just at this look, her face suddenly cooled down.
This time Huiyan stared at Murong Yu with such eyes. She saw it clearly.
She doesn't understand.
Zhao Da sacrificed so much for this woman and loved her for so many years.
How can Huiyan betray again and again?
Most importantly, Murong Yu didn't seem to give her any hope, did she?
It's not like Liu Mengsheng to hook up directly, right?
How can she directly stare at Murong Yu with crazy eyes?
It is the best representative of water-based flower raising.
Hum, a woman like this really should use the punishment methods of this era.
That's soaking in a pig cage!
At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of the penalty.
Because women like Huiyan really make people hate to kill.
"Miss, I, my senior brother and I really have nowhere to go. Can you take us in for a few days?"
Huiyan still opened her mouth.
When she said this, her eyes actually fell on Murong Yu.
Because she also knows that Mo Xiyan only lives in the seventh King's house, but she is not the hostess.
The real woman is Murong Yu, his Highness the God of war of the summer.
Murong Yu frowned.
He doesn't want to have some no three no four people in his house.
Especially this kind of woman who wants to climb his bed at first sight.
But he hasn't opened his mouth yet, but Mo Xiyan responded directly, "yes."
The two words made Huiyan happy, but her face didn't show a bit.
"Miss, great grace, I will answer later."
Huiyan once again solemnly kowtowed to Mo Xiyan for three times. When she raised her head, she looked at Murong Yu again, "thank you for taking me and my senior brother in. You can answer anything the Lord wants me to answer in the future."
This is OK. It's really too inclusive.
Really think she doesn't understand?
Mo Xi Yan glared at Murong Yu and left directly.
Murong Yu hurried to catch up, but Huiyan hugged his long leg before taking a few steps.
"Lord, don't go. My senior brother depends on you."
At this time, she can only push her senior brother ahead from time to time.
Because only in this way can we let that Mo Xi Yan be soft hearted and smoothly enter the seventh Prince's house.
"Get out of the way. I will never go back on what I promised."
Murong Yushen sounded a warning.
Huiyan is in a happy mood.
The Lord didn't kick me. Does that prove that the Lord really has her in his heart?
At the thought of this, her face turned red and her heart was pounding.
She felt that the heart was not her own.
Hui Yanmei said, "Lord, I'll repay you when I get back to the house."
Then she hugged Murong Yu's thigh harder and buried his calf deep into her chest.
At this time, they fell into the eyes of others, which was very ambiguous and very touching.
Of course, Murong Yu is really good enough.
But Huiyan performed well.
Just looking at her is enough to make people believe that they are a pair.
Fortunately, there are no onlookers here. There are only her, Murong Yu and Huiyan, and Zhao Da, who doesn't know anything.
Clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter.
They turned their heads at the same time and saw Mo Xiyan sitting on the shaft of the carriage, holding his chest with both hands and looking at them coolly.
"Xi Yan, listen to me." Murong Yu didn't say anything, but directly kicked Huiyan away and rushed to Mo Xi Yan in three and two steps, showing his loyalty.
Huiyan covered her chest. She didn't think that Murong Yu would do it to her without mercy.
She always thought that men would always give way to women.
For beautiful women, even more concessions.
And she should undoubtedly be beautiful.
Is it because Mo Xi Yan's existence makes Murong yu feel ugly?
Yes, she has to admit that Mo Xiyan is really beautiful and more beautiful than herself.
What if it's just beautiful?
There is no man who doesn't cheat.
As long as she is willing, as long as he wants, she will let this man enjoy the top yunyuwushan.
As for an aristocratic woman like Mo Xiyan, she can't catch a man's heart.
Thinking of this, she seemed to be in a much better mood. After she restrained her mood a little, she looked at Mo Xiyan and them again.
Unexpectedly, what I saw was the picture of Murong Yu flattering Mo Xiyan.
"Xi Yan Na, you know, I can learn from heaven and earth about your heart. I can never empathize because of a sudden woman."
"I also came from the palace. I know what a woman like Huiyan means when she looks at me. Moreover, the most indispensable thing in my palace is beauty. How can I see a beauty like Huiyan?"
"Xi Yan, I swear to God that I will never take a concubine in my life. Can you forgive me?"
Murong Yu explained and mercilessly smashed at Huiyan.
It hit her out of breath, and her chest was like a huge stone, suffocating her.
Of course, it didn't make her back down.
On the contrary, she is even more motivated.
Because she found that a prince like Murong Yu could lower his posture to please others.
Not even a concubine?
That means the back house is clean.
Well, it's good to be clean. She doesn't have to worry about going in.
"Well, look at your pathetic appearance, I forgive you."
Mo Xiyan raised his hand and patted Murong Yufa's top, and his attitude restored intimacy again.
"Miss, Lord, can you help me get my senior brother into the carriage?"
Huiyan couldn't listen any more, so she got up and quickly walked a few steps to Mo Xiyan under the pretext of her brother again, and knelt down with a slap.
"Miss, please don't embarrass my senior brother because of me..."
Mo Xiyan felt that he had heard one of the funniest jokes of the century.
The woman kneeling in front of her dares to use Zhao Da's story to cover up her mind of trying to soak a man. Her brain turns fast enough.
"Stop, Miss Hui, isn't that strange? I've been kind enough to take you two in and even drove the carriage here to pick up your senior brother and go back to the house with you!"
Mo Xi Yan man glanced at Huiyan carelessly and smiled coldly, "or do you never think about your elder martial brother's injury at all? All you want is to enter the palace, don't you?"