Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 1080 Unforgettable tonight, do you understand, who has time to chat with him here
Mr. Huali was very excited when he saw the letter paper.

Immediately, he took people with him and set off to Phoenix Mountain to check it out in person.

During this period of time, the prince took a roundabout strategy and tolerated it very much. No matter how aggressive and provocative the third prince is, he is a Buddhist.

The progress of things is extremely slow, and there is always no breakthrough.

If this is true, it is a god-sent opportunity.

He galloped swiftly into the night.

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After chasing the moon and sending the letter back to the palace, it was already late at night.

The Chonghua Palace was quiet, and the eunuchs and followers were all asleep.

Chu Simo took a bath in the bath room.

After Xia Lanxi took a bath in her own room, she walked to Xiaosi's room as a matter of course.

When chasing the moon came back, he saw it and was frightened to death.

During the day, this brat is just lawless, but now at night, he ran to His Highness's bedroom. If he disturbed His Highness, her heads would be chopped off.

Immediately, he strode over again, grabbed her by the back collar, and wanted to lift her out again.

Xia Lanxi hugged the door frame tightly, refusing to leave, looking up at Chayue with a vigilant expression, "What are you doing?"

It can't be that he wants to sleep with Xiaosi himself, so he should carry her away.

Chasing the moon just wanted to blow her head off.

How could His Highness have accepted such a stupid bodyguard and handed it over to him.

It's only been a long time, and he feels that he is about to die of anger.

Lowering his voice, he gritted his teeth and said, "What am I doing? No one is ever allowed to enter His Highness's bedroom. You can try to step further, and be careful not to lose your head."

Xia Lanxi rolled her eyes resoundingly.

"Big brother, you care too much. I'm not someone else. Others can't enter. It doesn't mean I can't enter. Let go, I still want to go in and chant sutras."

Unforgettable tonight, do you understand, who has time to chat with him here.

Chasing the moon: "..."

Chanting, chanting?

This stinky brat has become a bodyguard and also a sutra chant master?
His head was a little knotted, and suddenly he felt that the air pressure in the room seemed to be dropping rapidly, and it fell to freezing point in an instant.

Zhuiyue was stunned, followed his instinct to look, and saw that His Royal Highness had come out of the bathing room.

Wearing a loose moon white brocade robe, with wet long hair, he was staring at his hand holding the back collar of Chu's little guard for a moment.

That gaze was as cold as two ice skates glowing with cold light, and could knock off his hand in the next second.

Reflexively, Chasing the Moon withdrew his hand.

Then he hurriedly said respectfully, "His Royal Highness, please calm down, this Chu guard, who just arrived, accidentally broke into His Highness's bedroom, so please take him out."

After finishing speaking, she turned to Xia Lanxi, "Not yet..."

Before he could say the words "Hurry up", the snow-covered His Highness over there said in a low voice, "Don't you want to chant scriptures, why don't you come in quickly."

"Yes."

Xia Lanxi responded, immediately let go of the door frame, and stepped in happily.

After taking two steps in, I didn't forget to turn around, and closed the door with a "snap", and the bolt was dead.

Chasing the moon at the door was slapped again.

who am I?
Where am I?

Staring at the closed door in front of him, he sent out a torture from the depths of his soul.

Really, I can't believe that this is still the Highness he is familiar with, the Chonghua Palace he is familiar with.

However, in half a day, such an earth-shaking change happened.

Chasing the moon was stunned, and stood like a wooden stake for a long time.

Unintentionally sleeping, he ran out of the yard again, stood under the darkness and started walking.

The cutting is constant, the arrangement is still chaotic, and the strokes are unclear.

The moon is like a hook, and the lonely sycamore deep courtyard locks the autumn.

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(End of this chapter)