"God, why are you so unfair, why the bad guys are Jin Yi Yu, but the good people are sitting in this jail, when can I get out of the cage, ten years, for ten years, I am in this jail ..."
As soon as Dugu Qingcheng heard such a wonderful dialogue, he frowned unknowingly and walked towards the sound.
Finally, the woman in the prison, a white clothes, long hair and waist, and a face that could not be slipped in autumn. What I can see is that the face is very small, the nose is very small, and the mouth is very small, so the eyes are particularly large, the eyes are beads, and the eyes are one of the beads. Turning around, it was particularly bright. When he saw the coming, he immediately closed his mouth, said nothing, lowered his head, twisted his fingers with both hands. For the first time, Dugu Qingcheng had an emotion that he had never had before -pity.
"Monki, I don't know what this woman has committed?" The words were gentle and his eyes were cold.
"This, pretending to be a ghost, grab the mice, the bugs bite people ..." Mo Hongyu's voice became lighter and lighter.
"Bold, the crime has been closed for ten years, Mo Hongyu, what do you want to do?"
"The minister is guilty, but ..." Mo Hongxu knelt on the ground, trying to argue.
"Forget it, I took this woman today, and Momo, you do it."
Mo Hongzheng was a little scared. When he saw his son watching leisurely, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was angry: "Why don't you help the father just now?"
"Father, I think this is an opportunity."
"Opportunity?" Mo Hongxuan suspected.
"The younger sister has sixteen age this year. Although she looks like a person in the Xiangti, the person who came to ask for a relatives is far less than the daughter of his family business. ? "Although there are some modifications.
"Lord Ying, this must not be."
"Why can't my father think that the little sister is worthy of him, or is this son -in -law's father who can't stand it?"
"Di'er laughed, and no matter how much he said, he was the descendant of the imperial city. Even if he left the emperor, he came here to be a king, but the blood in the bones would not change. I was afraid that Shenger was suffering."
"Shenger's temperament is like a loss? I feel that Shenger's character is lively and Wang Ye is just complementary, but it is very matched!"
"It is also reasonable for the father to come to this. This prince is indeed a good candidate. The place is in this Hunan land. The most important thing is that he has a indifferent personality. He left the imperial city.
Mo Di shook his head secretly in his heart. He wanted to come to his father. It was old. Is the same momentum like the cold Feng Feng released by Lord Yiye just now? In his opinion, the king of Yiyi also hid deeply. There may be some plans for that seat.
After walking out of the prison door, Mo Sheng quietly followed the man in front of him and looked carefully. For this person who made his majestic father bow his head, he was no longer there, so he was no longer there, so he was curious. Asked: "Did you come from Kyoto?"
Qingcheng didn't answer her, but asked, "What is your name?"
"Mo Sheng. What about you? What is it?"
"No one will ask this question."
"Am I not asking?"
The city is not speechless.
"Your name is difficult? Otherwise, why not say it? I tell you, don't be so stingy."
Yes, why not ask? Just because his surname was Dugu, he thought about it, so he replied for the first time: "Qingcheng."
"Is it the city of the country?"
"All the towns of one city", at least the mother and concubine explained this. The city is not a Xiangcheng but an emperor.
"Different?"
"Same."
Outside the gate of Yingwangfu,
"Do you have a place?" Qingcheng asked, "I send someone to send you back."
"Okay," how could there be no place to live in Mo Fu? But dad is not good at explaining.
"Can you live in your house for a few days?" For a few days, avoiding the limelight, if you live in the inn, Dad will find it for a while, and you can't escape a punishment after returning. "I won't rely on you to not leave. After all, I just came out of the jail and I always have to be familiar with it. Son, I know you are kind and you will definitely not refuse to be thousands of miles away. You can't bear it, right? "
"Well, stay for two days," After speaking, go to the house.
"Yingwang Mansion? Are you the prince?"
"Lord, are you back?" The steward of Wang Fu waited at the door and greeted, "How should this lady arrange?"
"Fuquan, preparing a compartment for her in Nanyuan, she lives there for a while. Tell the rules clearly, don't ask the rest." His head at this time was a bit messy, and he did not know what kind of compassion he had never had before The flood was disaster, and he felt that he needed to sort out his thinking.
"Wow, there are a lot of flowers here, so beautiful," my eyes are glowing, "Old Bo, do you know where to live in the city?"
Fu Quanhan, old uncle? "Shenger girl, Wang Ye's name can't be called, this is the rules.
There are so many rules, "Oh!" Mo Sheng agreed obediently.
"And Wang Ye's study can't go in at will ..." Before Fu Quan's words were finished, she rushed into the chamber as soon as she flew. "It's so beautiful, I like it so much."
Fuquan thought that Wang Ye lived in Xiyuan, this girl
Living in Nanyuan, there will not be too many intersections anyway, let alone go to the study. Such a lively girl, just like her granddaughter, should not restrict her too much. "Shenger girl, just like you, just rest here, I go back to Wang Ye back."
"Well, goodbye to Fubo." Mo Sheng waved his hand and suddenly thought of something, the cat followed him.
About a dozen pavilions, dozens of corridors, hid behind a rockery.
"Lord Wang, Miss Mo has been arranged in Xiaoxiang Garden in Nanyuan."
"how is she?"
"Ms. Mo likes it very much. Lord Wang, the old slave asked, the identity of the Miss Mo?"
"I brought from prison, I may have to contact my loved ones, and I will leave for about two days. Can I not care too much. Did this Mo Hongxi's identity understand it?"
"Back to Wangye, this Mo Hongxuan was originally the son -in -law of the Prime Minister. Ten years ago, his wife died, and he did not contact much with Kyoto. His ex -wife had one son and a daughter, his son was Mo Di, and his daughter was Mo Sheng."
"Mo Sheng? This name ..."
Behind the rockery at the entrance of Chengze Garden, a head was tilted up. This is the residence of the prince. Hey, I found someone to play together, Mo Sheng thought, and then touched Xiaoxiangyuan secretly.
These days, things are a bit strange.
"Fu Quan," Qingcheng entered the study and saw a few dark moon in his vase. "Who was this flower folded?" The complexion of Qingcheng was a bit ugly.
"Lord Wang, this old slave in Youlan has instructed that the people in the house dare not fold."
Someone in this study sneaked in, and the courage was so big, which was just provocative. "Add a team of dark guards in the study." After the instructions of Qingcheng, watching the silver -white flower bone, the dark moon and the orchid species in Nanyuan.