Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 848
Mo Qingcheng sighed slightly, and the expression on L's face changed slightly.

It seemed to be very contradictory, and finally popped out a very pedantic sentence: "Third brother, turn around and be right. He is our father after all...

In just one sentence, his expression already contained a lot of content.

There is struggle, there is sadness, there is confusion, there is helplessness...

All in all it was wonderful.

If Ye Xuanji on the side hadn't been unable to protect herself, she almost couldn't help admiring.

It's a pity that this guy doesn't go to acting!If this is to be brought into modern times, it is simply an idol with both strength and power...

Mo Qianling narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that the rumors are true. Father really wants to pass on to you. But with your appearance, what can you do even if you become the emperor?"

There was a gloomy expression on his face, but also a touch of contempt.

His sixth younger brother has always only known how to eat, drink and play, how could he be the emperor?

Mo Qingcheng continued to sigh: "I only learned about this rumor from you, third brother, today, but all goodness and filial piety are the foundation, and I will never rebel against my father no matter what. So - third brother, I'm sorry." He looked regretful.

"Hmph! Follow you!"

Mo Qianling didn't take him seriously.

Turning to look at Ye Xuanji, she looked at her little hand raised high.

It seems that she did not expect that she would stand on the same front with the sixth prince: "You..."

Isn't it rumored that she and the sixth prince have always been at odds?how?

"I am the Sixth Princess."

Ye Xuanji also smiled apologetically: "That - marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog, marry a stick and I will carry it on my shoulders."

Mo Qianling: "..."

He flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "You guys can do whatever you want!"

The left-hand party and the right-hand party finally stood in their respective teams.

The right-hand princelings are a crowd, while the left-hand emperors are two or three kittens, very desolate and desolate.

Ye Xuanji had the illusion that the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man stands in the wrong team and will never return.

(End of this chapter)