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Mo Wang Fu, after a little change of appearance, Mo Ze and Mo Xin'er see less emotion from each other's eyes. It seems that the ordinary appearance is what they are now.

After the incident of beiyuehua, the palace became lively for a while, and then returned to its original appearance.

It seems that the things that everyone does have no change. Everything is in order when and what they do. The number of servants is very small, but the number of dark guards is countless.

Well, that's it. There's no decent conclusion. Moze held his cheek and sighed that he was too incompetent. In recent days, he didn't find anything important.

The people in the Palace said a person who might never come back. He tentatively asked, only to find out that this person's identity is Princess Su Qingjiu. As for the rest, he didn't get as much information as he did from other places.

What puzzled him most was that he did not find a portrait of such an important person in the palace.

It is said that the princess is a very beautiful and spiritual wonderful person. I love to drink and fight. I love to extort money. I love to lecture people when I'm bored.

Such a person, the advantages of only beauty, character from the lady do not know how many times worse, became the top favorite of King mo.

From this conclusion, Moze really want to say a light: mowang ye, mental disorder!

"Brother, I feel that Nong Ying is very close to us. Why don't we call him here?" Mo Xin'er teases the unknown bird, which is sent by a dark guard.

She thought that the dark guard was the kind of fighting and killing, but she didn't expect that she would be versatile and domesticate rare animals.

Nong Ying came to Ji City. The news is very good for them. The combined level of force of both of them is not as good as that of the other two, so they can be relieved about their safety. That is to say, they can try to find something.

For example, what's the secret of this inaccessible room.

"No, anyway, if you are in danger, he will arrive. Let him walk around here." Moze calms Mo Xin'er. It's really boring.

They all come here for a purpose this time. Although they are young, who dares to say that they will not work?

This bird? Mozer watched with his hands behind his back. There are many kinds of birds. He has seen them in books. They are one of the birds. They are suitable for sending messages.

There are dark guards guarding them. Do you still watch them with birds? However, what suspicion. Moze looked at it quietly and didn't speak. It should be a good time to do things now.

First of all, King Mo's mansion is not in the mansion. Secondly, some people pay attention to them and guard them. They can take the initiative to pick things up. Generally, the common saying is: pick things up and touch porcelain.

"Xin'er, let's go for a turn." holding Mo Xin'er's hand, Moze directly takes him out of the courtyard.

The bird flew up and circled in the air a few times, and then followed Mo Xin'er not far behind. Mozer didn't say much, just walked a little faster.

After a few circles around the courtyard wall, Mo Xin'er felt something strange, like something calling her. She subconsciously looked at Mozer and found that he did not respond.

"Brother, do you find anything strange?" Mo Xin'er asked.

Moze shook his head. The strange place in Moze's mansion was the courtyard where they lived, where he always felt that something was buried. However, he also knew that it was more difficult for him to get into the hut.

Why not? Mo Xin'er bites her lips, which feels that she has proved to be real again.

"Little sister, what are you doing?" Mozer suddenly asked. They put out a place with a row of Guqin on the table. They all looked the same, and there were many clean fine flannels.

"It's a pity that I can't hear the sound of the king's zither when I wipe the zither." the maid holds the guqin, but she can only play ordinary music because she is not good at it.

"Wow, this piano is so beautiful Mo Xin'er couldn't help praising.

There is a touch of sunlight reflected on the piano, she seems to see the illusion of nothingness. It's not too hard to hold the string with your left hand. The texture of the piano surface touched by your right hand is extraordinary.

Very old Qin, but it is so intact.

"Granny, don't touch this piano. You can't touch any other piano here if you break it, but it's untouchable." the maid heard the sound of the piano and saw the mark. She quickly dissuaded her.

There are several Qin, but Moze can't see the good and bad. He is not proficient in this aspect. However, looking at the degree of tension, Mo Xin'er seems to have a great beginning.

"Ah?" Mo Xin'er was startled. Although she touched the zither very well, the others looked good. Can she really play it?

"Come on, take this piano back quickly!" The maid pressed her forehead and said anxiously.

She has been here for a long time. This piano belongs to Lord mo. few people can touch it. No one has touched it since their princess left.

What's going on today? How can this piano come out for no reason? They are just the idle ones in beiyuehua and the mansion. Looks similar, but really can't compare, OK? The status of imitation is always different from that of the original."Is the other Qin really OK?" Mo Xin'er doubts this. She can't deceive her. She can read and understand it.

"Certainly", the maid saw Mo Xin'er's eyes withdraw from the Qin, and she was relieved.

She has never met a child as old as Mo Xin'er. She is not only immature but also short of judgment. Something wrong has happened. She can't add to it.

"OK, then I'll play this one." Mo Xin'er takes a step back and takes an Guqin from the Qin. He fiddles with it casually. His intuitive tone is not as amazing as the one he doesn't want to touch.

It seems that this one can't be played. The maid frowns and thinks. The Qin that Mo Xin'er chose happened to be Bei Yuehua's. she said that she used to play this Qin, but it can't be explained if it was damaged.

Beiyuehua has always been very high spirited, her piano is also rarely let them maintain. Let them maintain, usually is to find fault to vent their anger, this does not know who painted the face.

"Stinky girl, take your dirty hands away!" North Yuehua points to Mo Xin'er and roars.

It can be said that she has lost her face for five years in recent days. Although there is no direct evidence for that day, I directly told her that it has nothing to do with Mo ZEMO's heart. So I took the piano here. I wanted to vent my anger casually, but I didn't expect that I could calm her down very well.

What is her thing? Can anyone touch it?

"Oh dear!" , innocently called, Mo Xin'er had already released his hand, he had already jumped to Mo Ze's side, said: "this elder sister is sorry, but Xin'er's hand is not dirty.".

Mo Xin'er looks at her hand very seriously. There is no oil or mud, and she doesn't know that the eye of Bei Yuehua is bad. She says her hand is dirty.

However, she also should let go, should not be a big problem?

"You, you, you broke my piano!" When he has a bad temper, he can't control it. Bei Yuehua holds his fist and cackles.

PS: the missing people are back, and the story begins. April is a good season