" Join in the competition," Xiao Jiao persuaded Mo Qiang who was not moving. " With your compose love ballad skill, you will definitely win and then you can ask for the seeds, he is from the imperial family, he will definitely have what we want!"
Mo Xiang looked at the status and then turned to look at Xiao Jiao with a blank expression and then smiled. Her smile was so big that she almost stretched her lips from one cheek to another as she said, " Good suggestion, there is only just one small problem. This prince …he hates me, like the kind of hate where if he was to see me burning on fire and there was only a glass of water, he will drink it!"
