Naturally, Mu Tianlang also noticed the little fox in Mo Qingli's arms, and a hint of surprise flashed in his blue eyes, which was soon replaced by a smile, "Hahaha...hahaha...!"
Mu Tianlang laughed and reached out to touch the little fox's head. The little fox moved its head aside, not wanting to let Mu Tianlang touch it, but Mu Tianlang grabbed its head unceremoniously, and the unhappiness just dissipated instantly. Looking at the little fox, he was about to burst out laughing, "'Oh... I laughed so hard. Why did you look like this?"
"Haha... so funny, so funny! Hahaha..."
The little fox looked at Mu Tianlang's insolent smile, and glared at Mu Tianlang displeased, but Mu Tianlang didn't respond at all, and continued to laugh loudly. The little fox was short of breath, taking advantage of Mu Tianlang's laughing defensiveness, he bit Mu Tianlang unexpectedly, and then quickly hid behind Mo Qingli, the movement was done in one go, without the slightest pause.
Mu Tianlang was in pain, and he was not willing to let the little fox go, so he reached out to grab it, but was blocked by Mo Qingli.
Looking at Mo Qingli's icy face, Mu Tianlang shook his hands, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I promise not to move it!"
Seeing that Mo Qingli didn't believe it, Mu Tianlang looked at Mo Qingli seriously, and said, "I haven't gotten to the point where I can argue with a junior."
Junior? Back then, I didn't see how merciful you were to Leng Hanling.
Mo Qingli glanced at Mu Tianlang faintly, then picked up the little fox and sat aside. The appearance of the furry little fox can especially arouse the halo of maternal love in women!
Xiaoyao Yunyan could hardly listen anymore, is this man crazy or sick? Treat a fox as a junior? ! It's ridiculous. He looked at Ge Yueming at the side, ready to find a common idea, but Ge Yueming didn't think it was strange at all, and whispered that Xiaoyao Yunyan thought too much.
For this, Xiaoyao Yunyan rolled his eyes at Ge Yueming, is this guy still his brother? The elbow turned outward.
However, thinking about the upcoming drama, Xiaoyao Yunyan felt a little excited in his heart. Finally, I was one step closer to that position.
After two episodes, Mo Qingli's sedan chair finally arrived at the gate of the palace, Xiaoyao Yunyan unceremoniously got off the sedan chair first, followed by Mu Tianlang.
Only Ge Yueming waited quietly on the sedan chair for Mo Qingli to get off first.
"Go down first!" Mo Qingli said.
"It's okay, according to the etiquette, you go first!" Ge Yueming looked at Mo Qingli with a smile.
When Mo Qingli heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he laughed at himself, "According to the etiquette? Hehe...you go first!"
Ge Yue meditated/yu said something more, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't say them after all. He sighed, got up and got out of the sedan chair.
When Yueyao helped Mo Qingli get off the sedan chair, it happened that the Enjia Road was narrow, and the sedan chair that met Mo Qingyu also arrived.
It's been a long time since I saw Mo Qingyu, but Mo Qingli really "misses" her a little bit!
Due to etiquette, Mo Qingli stood where she was, waiting for Mo Qingyu to get off the sedan chair. After Mo Qingyu got off the sedan chair, she didn't look arrogant like before, but bent over, opened the curtain, reached out to support Xiaoyao Yunbo who came out later, and led him. Mo Qingli couldn't help but sigh with emotion at that cherished appearance, maybe she had to change her ways for the sake of being free and unrestrained.
It means that I haven't heard any news from Mo Qingyu recently, it turns out that she has already devoted all her attention to Xiaoyao Yunbo!
Xiaoyao Yunbo glanced at Xiaoyao Yunyan, and the two exchanged glances. Mo Qingyu, whose attention was always focused on Xiaoyao Yunbo, saw his little movement, followed his eyes, and found Mo Qingli standing not far away.
Her eyes sank in an instant, she blocked Xiaoyao Yunbo behind her, and glared at Mo Qingli angrily. She hadn't forgotten that Mo Qingli was also one of them when they were fighting for Xiaoyao Yunbo.
In this regard, Mo Qingli glanced helplessly, ready to leave. At this time, Mo Qinghan's sedan chair also arrived.
What a coincidence today!
After Mo Qinghan got off the sedan chair, like Mo Qingyu, she took a figure out of the sedan chair with great care. Mo Qingli took a closer look and found that it was Feng Chenling.
Feng Chenling, who got off the sedan chair, clearly saw Mo Qingli not far away, he shook slightly, took his hand out of Mo Qinghan's, and whispered to Mo Qinghan, "I... I can do it myself Walk."
"It's okay, don't be afraid." Mo Qinghan gave Feng Chenling a smile with a smile.
"Thank you, Qinghan." Feng Chenling said gratefully to Mo Qinghan.
When Feng Chenling sat and waited but could not wait for Mo Qingli to send someone to pick him up, he couldn't hold his breath anymore. He misses Mo Qingli so much, really. I miss her day and night, miss her every frown and smile, miss her appearance of being indifferent to everything, miss her tenderness to herself, and miss everything about her.
When he cleaned up his clothes and was about to leave his father's house, he met Mo Qinghan who rushed over at the door. Seeing Feng Chenling's appearance, Mo Qinghan knew that he was going back to Mo Qingli's place. A deep sadness welled up in my heart.
"Are you going back?" Mo Qinghan looked at Feng Chenling with hurt eyes.
Feng Chenling's eyes dodged, she didn't look at Mo Qinghan, she lowered her head and said: "Well, she is my wife after all."
Mo Qinghan's face was full of complex expressions, she sighed softly, "I'll see you off!"
"No, no need. I... I can do it myself." Feng Chenling's voice was so small that Mo Qinghan's heart almost melted when she heard it. She hated, hated herself for not getting to know Feng Chenling earlier.
"It doesn't matter, there is still a long distance from here to the Sixth Princess' Mansion. Besides, the weather is not very good. There may be heavy rain, I... I don't trust you."
Hearing this, Feng Chenling looked up at the sky, the gloomy air was mixed with muffled roars, as if it was going to rain.
"But..." Feng Chenling glanced at Mo Qinghan's sedan chair, she should also be going to the palace to attend the Queen's banquet now, there... there must be her side lord there. He goes up, goes, isn't it good!
Seeing Feng Chenling's thoughts, Mo Qinghan covered her face and smiled, "There is no one in the sedan chair."
"Ah? Aren't you going to attend the queen's birthday banquet today?" Feng Chenling was a little surprised.
"Yeah." Mo Qinghan nodded lightly, for some reason, she was extraordinarily patient in front of Feng Chenling.
"Then you won't bring your husbands with you?" Feng Chenling said subconsciously, after saying it, he felt that it was a bit abrupt, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I..."
"It's fine." Mo Qinghan smiled lightly, "I don't have a husband."
Seeing Feng Chenling looking up at her again in surprise, Mo Qinghan's smile deepened, "Because I have a person living in my heart."
No matter how dull Feng Chenling is, she still knows who she is talking about. Hearing this, he turned his head aside in embarrassment.
"All right, let's go! I'll take you back." Mo Qinghan saw Feng Chenling's displeasure, and changed the subject.
It wasn't until Mo Qinghan and Feng Chenling arrived at the Sixth Princess' mansion that they learned that Mo Qingli had taken the extremely side lords in the mansion to the palace. After learning about the situation, Feng Chenling's eyes darkened, and tears gradually gathered in his eyes.
Mo Qinghan hurriedly comforted her, and then pulled Feng Chenling into a sedan chair and ran towards the palace.
The result is the current situation. Mo Qingli obviously misunderstood.
Feng Chenling walked in the direction of Mo Qingli, and Mo Qinghan followed behind. When Mo Qingli saw her, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, then turned around and left.
He no longer looked at Feng Chenling.
Feng Chenling just watched Mo Qingli and his party go away with a stiff whole body, and just watched quietly. It wasn't until Mo Qinghan wiped the tears off his face with a handkerchief that he realized that his tears had poured out without knowing when.
Mo Qingyu led Xiaoyao Yunbo, followed by a group of men, all of whom were her side lords, walking past Mo Qinghan in a mighty formation. When passing by, he still didn't forget to taunt Mo Qinghan, "I picked up a worn-out shoe that someone else didn't want, and treated it like a treasure. I really don't know whether to praise my sister for your unique taste, or... smack, splatter."
Mo Qinghan ignored Mo Qingyu, but said to Feng Chenling: "It's okay, let's go, we will go in too."
Seeing that Mo Qinghan regards herself as air, Mo Qingyu stepped forward to trouble Mo Qinghan, but was held back by Xiaoyao Yunbo.
"Hurry up and enter the palace, I'm so tired from standing." Xiaoyao Yunbo said impatiently to Mo Qingyu.
When Mo Qingyu heard Xiaoyao Yunbo's words, a smile instantly filled his face, and he replied repeatedly: "Okay, okay. Let's go, go, enter the palace, enter the palace."
Xiaoyao Yunbo turned her head away, not looking at Mo Qingyu, and walked forward. Her face, those eyes, really made him want to vomit.
Every time I watch it, I lose my appetite.
Fortunately, I am about to leave this ugly girl.
Thinking about it, Xiaoyao Yunbo's heart was faintly excited about the future. Xiaoyao Yunyan, I hope you don't let me down.
"I won't go, you go in!" Feng Chenling pushed Mo Qinghan away, turned around and wanted to run, but was caught off guard by Mo Qinghan into her arms.
Feng Chenling wanted to break free, but Mo Qinghan hugged him tighter and tighter, Feng Chenling roared, "Let go."
"I don't." Mo Qinghan said stubbornly, "She doesn't want you, I want you."
"She won't want me." Feng Chenling violently pushed Mo Qinghan away, and shouted at Mo Qinghan, "We... we just had a misunderstanding. She won't want me, she won't."
"Okay." Mo Qingha sneered, "Then you come into the palace with me, ask her clearly, and see if she wants you."
Saying that, he stepped forward and grabbed Feng Chenling's hand, and walked into the palace. Along the way, Feng Chenling let Mo Qinghan lead him, his mind was in a mess now, he couldn't hear or see anything except the words "she doesn't want you" back and forth.
Grasping Feng Chenling's cold palm, Mo Qinghan's mouth curled into a faint smile - Feng Chenling, one day, you will be mine. You will be mine, for sure.