The soldier is a girl

Chapter 992 103: Mo Ziheng, do you want to fight?

"I don't need to know the truth. I'm going to direct the wind direction to the young general to pick the queen out, and let someone send a message to the palace to let the queen calm down. If something goes wrong again, let her handle it by herself."

"Yes." The visitor immediately took his order and left.

Su Boxiong squinted his eyes, rolled up the damaged set of calligraphy and painting on the table that was dazzled by the broken pen, and threw the broken pen into the trash can beside him, then laid out the paper and carried it indifferently. Write again with the pen, as if the pen was never broken just now.

The emperor's teacher ordered someone to wash off the empress, how could Mo Ling ignore it, not to mention the emperor who was involved, so this matter was still the same as before, and the empress' reputation was greatly damaged. Hibiscus's reputation is also damaged, but compared to the loss, it must be the queen's loss. Whoever called the queen has a gentle reputation all these years, and pays special attention to reputation, so he is destined to be pissed off. It's just that you don't know anything, and it doesn't matter if you are weak and useless?
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At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the night is dim.

As a person who has just woken up from a coma, it is absolutely impossible to go out at such a moment, even if Yanling City is so magnificent, with various small programs constantly, even at night when the lights are just on.

Hibiscus can only nest in this mansion obediently.

And the street is full of gossip about her because no one told her so she didn't know, but even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

Compared with those unimportant ones, what she cared more about was the man who touched her couch and climbed up a few breaths ago.

She lived in her mansion, and it was agreed that one person would have one yard. Didn't she go back to her own yard when it was dark?What is the meaning of running to her bed again at this moment.

Her back is sore and her legs are weak, don't drag her to do what she did a few times last night, she will never do it.

Mo Ling looked at the person who was all on guard against him like a furry cat, and she felt guilty for seeing the person who just wanted to come to sleep.

This is not a joke, it is related to his future plan to eat meat, but he must be smoothed out.

She was so well-behaved and happy in the afternoon, but why is she like a cat with fried hair at night?

"Ah Jin..." Mo Ling tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the person, and yelled with a smile.

Mu Jin wouldn't kick people out of bed, but she wrapped her whole body in the quilt and rolled over to the inner side of the bed, her eyes just staring at the person on the bed in the dark.

"Go back to your own yard and sleep."

"A Jin..." The sound just now was flattering, but this one is a grievance.

"Don't do this to me, stay away from me." Mu Jin expressed that she would persevere to the end.

Mo Ling knew that this matter was too soft, so he rushed over with all his strength in the next second, and hugged the person and the quilt into his arms.

Mu Jin struggled subconsciously, "Mo Ziheng, do you want to fight?" However, Mu Jin, whose hands and feet were bound under the quilt and was ready to be slaughtered, subconsciously threatened.

"Ah Jin, what are you afraid of? Hmm?" Mo Ling whispered directly into Mu Jin's ear.

The deep voice and the warm breath are simply a desperate temptation, but thinking about the still sore waist and weak legs, Mu Jin expressed her resolute resistance to the temptation.

"I'm not afraid of anything, I just think we're not married yet, so it's inappropriate to sleep together like this."

For this reason, Mo Ling burst out laughing, "Hehe..." The low laughter was so joyful.

(End of this chapter)