Chapter 1174

Mo Lian smiled, nodded, and left the tree in the cultivation room alone

The trees nodded their heads helplessly.

It's strange that this man always hinders her cultivation. Why does she not want to shoot him

"Joe Joe." Mo Lian poked her head out of the practice room and smiled at her. "See you tomorrow."

The tree raised its little hands and unconsciously shook its little claws.

The ink lotus forbeared, this just forbeared not to rush past, hold her to rub again.

What a cute little guy!

I really want to hold her like this, even if I don't do anything, just gossip for a night.

Don't want to let go at all!

What kind of practice do you want to cultivate? This kid, like joining a cult, talks about cultivation all day long.

Prince Mo left the chamber of secrets with a melancholy face and went back to the bedroom. However, he could not help looking towards the direction of the chamber of secrets.

His Joe Joe's back, good!

The pitiful heart that hung high in disorder seemed to have been put into practice and stabilized his mind.

-- the dividing line of my lotus --

the black and gold-plated plaque of Annam palace in the capital city of Mo, glittering and solemn in the light of the twilight.

The grand gate opened to Lilong.

A group of people supported a woman with a slightly raised cheek, no flesh on her face and an extremely thin body, and walked out.

The woman was less than fifty years old, and her harsh and cunning face was now full of a happy smile.

Two mammies, one on the left and one on the right, holding the woman, with their hair coiled and dressed as servants in blue shirts.

Next to him stood a man in his fifties, dressed in purple and gold robes, with black hair and whiskers, and a few inches long. They were the two wives of the old Anan king and the princess Wu Fumo.

The couple glanced at each other, nodded with a smile, and looked forward, looking forward.

"Here comes the prince, the princess, the son of the world, back." A servant in blue rushed to the front of the mansion and shouted happily.

"Come on, come on, help me through." Wuzhenmo couldn't help but hold the hands of the two mammies and exclaimed.

"Princess, don't worry. Shizi will come to see you soon." A mammy smiled and held her hand.

Three fast horses galloped from far and near in the expectation of the public.

In the middle, a dark shadow falls off, throwing a long gun to the soldiers behind him. Qiu Fu, the son of King Annan, rushes forward and lies in front of the old king and princess. "How could he bother his father and mother to go out to meet him?"

"Fu'er, get up. Get up." Princess Annan excitedly went down several steps and quickly helped him up. Excited, she stroked her son's handsome face with trembling hands and smiled happily. "My mother has been looking forward to your return for a long time. Fu'er is thin, but strong. "

"Mother." Qiu Fu, the son of King Annan, helped Princess Annan with a smile and looked at the smiling king in a twinkling of an eye. "My son has seen my father."

"Just come back, just come back." Old Anan Wang stroked his beard with a light smile.

Princess Annan nodded and looked at her son tenderly. "Fu'er, you have been very busy all the way. You have worked hard. Go back and talk about it."

"Well, your mother is right. Fu'er, let's go home first, catch the wind for you today and cook a lot of dishes you like. Come in. " "Annam king also caresses to need chuckle way.