Chapter 310

"In this world, not only your highness, but also a wise man. The magic palace doesn't want to fight against the imperial court. Therefore, I fear your highness and won't do anything to hurt him. Therefore, your highness doesn't have to doubt me. Because my only purpose is to meet that woman, and then I will kill her. "

With these words, Aoqing turns and goes out.

Hear this, Phoenix Mo minister Mou color one Shan, it seems that this Ao Qing seems to have already secretly had an action, otherwise she won't pick out words clearly.

No, moyao must be in danger.

"Help me up." I can't stay here.

Night from the brake to catch up with the world, reached out to touch her and sat up, and she was weak on his body, as if the whole body strength was sucked dry.

She stood soft and powerless, the whole person leaning on him, her face a convergence: "back to the inn."

Su Mou looks at her weak appearance. She turns her eyes and looks at the ice bed. She finds that there is a trace of red mark on the surface of the bed disappearing slowly.

Is that blood?

This ice bed is not treating diseases at all, but sucking human blood.

He turned pale at the thought.

Aoqing that woman is lying, what ice bed can treat the blood of human body, is her one-sided words, she must want to use this ice bed to kill the prince, and then one out of its injustice.

Although he found this, Su Mou kept silent and did not mention it.

After several people came out, MuQing stood at the door, motionless, looking at fengmochen with a pair of complicated eyes, as if he had something to ask her.

Seeing her, Feng Mo Chen leaned against her at night, holding a little bit of strength. Her eyes were deep and quiet for a few minutes, and then she said coldly: "you two go to the front first and wait for me."

As soon as the words came down, the two of them took a look at her respectively. Seeing that her face was firm, they walked forward and left some space for them.

Although MuQing is still young, she knows a lot of truth and has her own self-esteem.

From the first time she met Feng Mochen, she hated this person, but after getting along with him, she felt like this person gradually.

But he turned out to be the crown prince.

So, was he deliberately close to himself from the beginning?

When there were only two people left, Feng Mo Chen half tilted his head, and his handsome face was filled with a light smile. He slowly said: "I'm sorry to hide my true identity from you, but I don't want to do anything because of my identity. So I used Su Mou's name, and my name is Feng Mochen. "

Mu Qing listened to what she said, her eyes twinkled.

Feng Mo Chen?

Feng is the surname of the royal family.

And Mochen, that's his name. That's nice.

"Do I call you your highness now?" Asked Mu Qing.

If he was just Su Mou, she might be able to do whatever she wants, but his status is different now.

"It doesn't matter. You can call me anything, but I still like to hear you call me smelly man, ha ha." Feng Mo Chen chuckles and walks over. He laughs beautifully. He raises his hand, and his slender fingers just like that to arouse Mu Qing's jaw. His eyes are dark: "however, you have to keep it a secret for me. You can't let others know that I'm the prince. I'm Su Mou."

"Why?" Mu Qing raised his head, half narrowed his eyes, did not understand the rhetorical question.

"Because I want to be the leader of the Wulin." Feng Mo Chen lowered his hand and said with a smile: "well, you lead the way first. We're going to leave here."

"Are you going to leave?" Mu Qing was surprised.