Chapter 391

"Xiaokui, the princess heard that the eldest brother is short of a maid. Please send her to the eldest brother!" Lai Xiang glanced at Leng Qingyan and said.

"Only!"

Xiaokui respectfully promised, looked at Leng Qingyan with schadenfreude and said, "let's go! Don't humiliate my princess when you get to the big prince!"

Xiaokui said that and went ahead. She always felt that Xiaokui had something to say. Looking at her gloating appearance, she knew that the place she was going to next was not a good place.

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Mo LAN Hall

"This is the maid bought by our master. I heard that the Grand Prince is short of service, so I asked my maidservant to send it to the Grand Prince." Xiaokui knelt respectfully and said a big gift to the man sitting in the temple.

Leng Qingyan knelt with Xiaokui and peered at the man in the hall. The man was wearing a royal blue wide sleeved robe and a string of red agate beads around his neck. The beads were round, small and exquisite. His hand was touching a black cat lying on his thigh. The cat's hair was shiny, A pair of blood red eyes looked at himself and Xiaokui coldly.

The man's hair is also braided with braids, but his braids are different from those of Princess Lai Xiang. His braids are thick and wrapped with golden ropes. The red braids are tied on the two thickest braids. He feels domineering. He lowers his head. The amount on his forehead is royal blue, inlaid with a huge night pearl and embroidered with strange words on both sides, From this angle, I can only see his thick black curled eyelashes, but I can't see his face clearly.

"Master, the little princess sent a maid. Do you want to stay?" the waiter next to the man bowed respectfully and asked the man.

The lazy eyelids lifted gently, and his eyes fell on the woman of his highness. Mo Lan's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "raise your head!"

Leng Qingyan slowly raised her head. At the moment when her eyes intersected, she quickly lowered her eyes, her heart banged the rhythm, and her eyes were full of panic.

Is it fate?

Why did you meet this savage bandit again! The bandits looked really good in Chinese clothes, and their cheeks turned red involuntarily.

"Stay!" the waves in Mo Lan's eyes rolled, and the star's eyes hung low and reached out to touch the black cat's back.

"Xiaokui girl, my master is very satisfied with the maid you brought. This is your reward!" the attendant went down and stuffed a bag of silver into Xiaokui's hand and said with a smile.

"Thank you for the reward from the Grand Prince. I'll leave now!" Xiaokui said and turned away.

Leng Qingyan's heart was in a state of confusion. He bowed his head and didn't know how to face the bandit leader.

"You step back!" Mo Lan's voice came from above.

"The great prince asked you to step down, but you still don't step down! You really don't understand the rules!" the attendant thought that Mo LAN asked Leng Qingyan to step down. When he saw Leng Qingyan, he didn't get angry and shouted.

"Luo Tong, get back!" Mo LAN put the black cat on the ground and looked up at the servant.

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What's the origin of this woman? The eldest prince seems to be interested in her!

The great prince has been unhappy since he came back from the state of Chen. He didn't touch his favorite woman. Luo Tong never understood what happened to the great prince in the state of Chen. Hasn't Dongjiang been recovered by the great prince? Why is he still unhappy?

When roton goes out, close the door.

Mo LAN could hear even a needle falling to the ground quietly in the hall. He was silent for a long time. Mo LAN came down from the top, walked step by step to Leng Qingyan, picked up her chin with a finger and forced her to look at herself.

"Little lady, we meet again!" looked at Leng Qingyan with a smile. I thought it was impossible to see her in my life. Unexpectedly, she appeared in front of me again.

Fate is really a wonderful thing!

"The master, oh, should call you the prince!" Leng Qingyan raised his eyes and looked at Mo LAN.

"Don't you wonder why this temple is here? You have nothing to ask about the identity of this temple?" there was anger in Mo Lan's eyes.

"I've never been curious. Curiosity will kill people in the harem." Leng Qingyan said.

"You are not curious about the affairs of our temple, but we are curious about your affairs. Haven't you returned to the palace with Chen Yi? Why have you come to worry free country now? Have you been abandoned? I also heard that you have become the queen of Tang yuntu..."

Leng Qingyan's eyes flickered when she heard Tang yuntu's name. The biggest mistake in her life was to hurt Tang yuntu. The man who gave up his life to protect her really wanted to say sorry to him if she could.

"Little lady, if you don't want to say, we won't ask. In the future, you can stay at our side. We will treat you better than them!" as soon as Mo LAN stretched out his big hand, he took Leng Qingyan into his arms and gently stroked Leng Qingyan's face. The skin was still so smooth.

"Leng Qingyan bit her red lips tightly and never thought of meeting this man.

The cold face did not move to avoid his touch. He seemed to have changed a lot. If he had been in the past, he would have carried himself up and threw himself into bed. What happened to this man?

"Your Highness, can I retire?" Leng Qingyan struggled and asked.

"Since changshengtian sent you back to our temple, you belong to our temple. From today on, you are not allowed to go anywhere!" Mo Lan said with increased movement in her hand.

"Big prince..." Leng Qingyan was about to speak when he suddenly turned around. He was carried on his shoulder by Mo LAN. He strode inside.

The beds in the Mo LAN hall are similar to those of Princess Lai Xiang. They are all those with strange patterns. The brocade quilt on them is also similar to that of Lai Xiang, but his color is royal blue.

Mo LAN threw Leng Qingyan on the bed, leaned over and pressed him. His strong hands supported his body. Xing Mou lazily scanned Leng Qingyan under his body, "little lady, you finally returned to the hands of our temple!" the voice fell down, and Mo Lan's kiss fell on Leng Qingyan's neck at the same time, and the tip of his nose was close to her neck and sniffed gently, "What a perfume! What perfume you are rubbing is so charming!"

Leng Qingyan frowned. This feeling was very strange. What was more strange was that his body was burning like fire. His wrist climbed up Mo Lan's neck involuntarily, and his eyes gradually blurred.

"The little lady is so active!" Mo LAN smiled and looked at the cold face. Her fingers gently stroked her delicate lips. She slipped all the way from the snow-white neck into the collar. Her fingertips picked up the tie around her waist. She was just about to go up the hall door and was kicked open.

After the loud noise of "bang ~", the sound of the wheels came from outside the hall. The wind blew up a corner of the curtain. Leng Qingyan saw two people coming in through the curtain, Turandot and Baigu Mo Xuan.