Mo Chunfeng fiercely pulled out the soft whip from his waist: "I will fight with you today, so that you know that my name as a poisonous lady is not for nothing!"
Mo Chunfeng made a sharp move and approached Meng Qiqi's face. Wherever the whip wind went, the flowers rustled, the dust rose slightly, and the oriole fluttered its wings. The fragrant tree swayed in the warm sun.
Meng Eqi laughed and avoided: "Good sister, your skirt is more colorful than the flowers in the garden."
Mo Chunfeng's masculine demeanor is a well-known secret in the palace, and the person on Mo Chunfeng's heart is the noble and arrogant Prince Regent himself. Meng Eqi often thinks deeply about how withdrawn Mo Chunfeng must be to like such a cold-hearted person. But Mo Chunfeng is not the only one in the palace who likes Sheng Jiayan, and many of Sheng Jiayan's female guards have deep-rooted feelings for him.
Mo Chunfeng slapped the whip and was dodged by Meng Qiqi. He pursued him relentlessly, and his mouth was not forgiving: "What's the use of being good-looking, Shiro is not in the mansion, and everyone's love is pinned on this daughter. The price of tea is on, but you ruined it for me!"
Hearing him sip each Shiro one by one, Meng Eqi felt more and more amused: "You are used to heavy makeup, Your Highness is probably tired of it. Change to light makeup next time, maybe it will get into His Highness's eyes. Don't do this then. Chamo, even if you want His Royal Highness Golden Egg, I can give it to you."
Mo Chunfeng snorted coldly: "You are the only one favored by His Highness, so naturally you won't be greedy for this kind of friendship!"
During the conversation, the soft whip in his hand had wrapped around Meng Qiqi's ankle.
Seeing that he was about to be pulled back by Mo Chunfeng, Meng Qiqi's eyes flashed a hint of slyness: "Ah, Chunfeng, your cup—"
I saw a teacup about to fall to the ground on an empty table not far away. Mo Chunfeng hurriedly turned around and stepped away from the flowers, and he was able to grab the tea cup with his elegant dress. During the period, he heard his heartache screaming: "My pastel green glaze cup!"
He placed the tea cup on the red table like a baby, and then angrily said to Meng Qiqi, "Cunning!"
Meng Qiqi spread her hands: "A soldier never tires of deceit."
In addition to being a good man, Mo Chunfeng also has a hobby that is love of money, almost to the point of cherishing money like his life. Meng Qiqi just used the power of thought to push the tea cup down out of thin air. According to Mo Chunfeng's character, he must have lost his weapon and went to pick up the Warring States celadon glaze cup that was said to have been bought back at a high cost.
Meng Qiqi walked over with her hands behind her back, lifted the lid of the red stove with one hand, and sniffed the smell: "The tea eggs are ready! You can eat them."
Seeing that she had ruined her bowl of good tea, Mo Chunfeng jumped up on the table: "How dare you mention it!"
The two then fought together again, flying flowers and green leaves, and Mo Chunfeng chased Meng Qiqi to fill the garden.
Suddenly, a sturdy man with a big waist and a round waist rushed in from the hanging flower door. The person who came was solid, dark-skinned, with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes embedded in his face, and a straight and thick nose bridge. Such a face was like a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers. The details are not embellished, but the atmosphere is heroic.
Xiang Dingchen wiped the yellow sweat dripping from his forehead: "Stop beating! His Highness was injured by a plot, and now he has been taken to the room for diagnosis and treatment."
Meng Eqi and Mo Chunfeng's expressions changed one after another, and they stopped laughing and scoffing. Meng Eqi had already taken the lead and walked towards Sheng Jiayan's bedroom with a quick effort, while Mo Chunfeng chased after Dingchen.
As soon as the three arrived at the door, Sheng Jiayan's personal guard Qin Kun came out with a basin of blood.
Meng Qiqi's eyes fell on the white cloth stained with blood in the basin, her pupils shrank slightly.