Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 427 Jealousy
After waiting for a long time, only a few cold words were exchanged, which was completely different from the soft words and flattery he had been expecting for a long time, so our Royal Highness Xuan was even more unhappy, and this unhappy As a result, he kept his face cold and didn't speak, and just turned his back to her.

Seeing this, Nangong Qianmo became angry immediately: "Mo Tingye, I'm talking to you! If you hear me, tell me!"

"Shua!" Mo Tingye turned around and stared at her with accusing and mournful eyes.

Nangong Qianmo was stared inexplicably: "What is your expression?" She remembered that she didn't seem to provoke him, right?

"Aren't you concerned about Su Wen? Why do you care about me!" Mo Tingye said coldly.There was a strong sour smell in his tone.

"Suwen was injured to save Yiyi, and I was entrusted by Yiyi to deliver medicine to him, wait!" Nangong Qianmo suddenly understood something, and looked at him strangely: "Could it be that you are Are you angry about this?"

Mo Tingye, who had been punctured, remained silent, his expression still ugly.

Nangong Qianmo took two steps closer, seeing his awkward expression, suddenly felt amused: "So, is His Highness Prince Xuan jealous?"

God testifies, except for the confrontation on the battlefield, she and Su Wen really have no intersection, so is Mo Tingye's imagination a little too big?
Mo Tingye snorted coldly through his nose, but the roots of his ears turned red suspiciously.

"Pfft!" Nangong Qianmo couldn't help laughing, and tugged at his sleeves indifferently: "It's almost done, I still have something to tell you."

"Don't be playful with me, be serious, I'm still angry!" Mo Tingye pulled out his sleeves and said with a cold face.

uh-huh?Is this a temper tantrum?Nangong Qianmo crossed his arms and looked at him leisurely: "Okay, then what do you want me to do to calm down, Your Highness King Xuan?"

"That Suwen has bad intentions for you, and you are not allowed to see him alone in the future!"

"can!"

"You are not allowed to leave me to meet other men, and you are not allowed to care about other men except me!"

"can!"

"and also……"

"Okay, okay, can I agree to everything?" Nangong Qianmo said with some helplessness: "I said, His Royal Highness Xuan, can we have a little bit of confidence in ourselves? I'm not interested in Hongxing's affair. , and I won’t abandon you all the time!”

Mo Tingye's expression softened a little, but he still said awkwardly and aggrieved: "But you have a feeling of sympathy for him!"

Nangong Qianmo's mouth twitched, and he surrendered: "Okay, I admit that as an opponent, I do have some respect for Suwen. Reaching the shadow of myself before, lonely and brave, utterly loyal."

"But that's all. You should be aware that Chen Chen still has so many Canglang brothers who died at his hands. The corpses were hung in Xiangyang City for public display. It's extremely humiliating, and I can't let it go!"

Mentioning Chen Chen, Nangong Qianmo's tone was a little low. She had an unshirkable responsibility for the passing of that young life...

Mo Tingye looked at her with burning eyes, his eyes were full of distress and self-blame: "I'm sorry, Mo'er, I don't doubt you, I just don't want you to care about anyone other than me, I can't control myself, I will Jealousy, envy, loss of reason..."　
"Don't tell me you're sorry, just like you won't let me thank you," Nangong Qianmo tiptoed slightly, put her wrist around his neck, pressed her forehead against his, and looked at his purple eyes motionlessly: "So , don't be angry, okay?"

"Okay!" After saying that, he pulled him into his arms, and slowly lowered his head and kissed him.

The lips and teeth were entangled, and ambiguity abounded. Just when the two of them were kissing forgetfully, a discordant voice came——

"Ahem!" Nangong Feng stood not far away, without any apologies for disturbing others, but instead walked over as a matter of course.

And not far behind him, followed Feng Zhiyao who was unwilling.

"Why are you here?" Mo Tingye let go of the person in his arms, but still tightly wrapped his firm arms around her waist, and said in a rather unfriendly tone.

Seeing this, Feng Zhiyao quickly disregarded the relationship: "I didn't want to come, it was your brother-in-law who insisted on bringing me here!" After saying that, he gave him an angrily look, hum, this Nangong Feng looks gentle and elegant. Ya, I didn't expect that my kung fu was hidden so deeply. If it wasn't for my lightness kung fu, I would have suffered a big loss just now!
Nangong Qianmo, who was afraid that the two would fight like this, quickly changed the subject: "Well, brother, what's the matter so late?"

"You also know it's so late?" Nangong Feng said coolly.

Nangong Qianmo: "..." What's the matter with this sense of sight of being caught on a secret date outside?
"Master Feng wants to talk about Feng Zhiqing's injury, right?" Mo Tingye asked to make a relief.

Nangong Feng's eyes lingered on the two of them for a moment, and finally he didn't continue to dwell on the matter, "A formation was set up in the paddock today, and Zhiqing was injured when she accidentally broke in."

"Mr. Feng, who do you think did this?" Mo Tingye narrowed his eyes and asked.

Nangong Feng glanced lightly at his sister who was frowning: "Ask your wife."

Nangong Qianmo on the side was caught off guard: "!"

"Cough!" She tried her best to ignore the gaze of someone beside her on her, and said bravely, "According to Suwen, he also encountered a maze in the dense forest of the paddock, and someone deliberately put it in the paddock. The wolf. The opponent's target should be Yiyi."

"How can you see that?" Feng Zhiyao frowned.

"The purse on Yiyi's body was tampered with, and a special spice that could attract wolves was put into it, and this spice came from a Persian merchant from the Western Regions. Coincidentally, this merchant was in the This kind of spice was auctioned at the Treasure Appreciation Conference held on the first floor, but no one cared about it at that time."

"And the Dream-Seeking Stone, another item that was auctioned at that time, was also from him." Nangong Qianmo added in a deep voice.

"Dream-seeking stone? Who took this lot in the end?" Feng Zhiyao immediately smelled something wrong, so he asked.

"It's Princess Yuanjia, Mo Xixuan." Nangong Feng answered first.

"How did the elder brother know?" Nangong Qianmo looked at him in surprise, a hint of gossip flashed in his eyes—could it be that the rumors were true, could it be that Mo Xixuan was really obsessed with his elder brother, that's why he was here After the fiancé passed away, he refused to recruit another son-in-law?

Nangong Feng gave her a cold look, so Nangong Qianmo closed her mouth very cooperatively.

(End of this chapter)