Marry instead, favor the first princess

Chapter 296 Can I See Your Face 2
Before Mingyue could react from the beautiful fantasy, a figure suddenly broke into the door... Immediately afterwards, he rushed straight into Mingyue's arms, faintly as if he had been wronged, and then came in Moran.

Moran called out respectfully, and a trace of helplessness appeared on her delicate face.

Mingyue was slightly startled, looked down at the tender yellow figure in her arms, seemed to understand something... stretched out her hand to touch her head, and then asked softly: "Hua Ling, who bullied you? Tell me Beauty mother, beauty mother vents her anger for you..."

Hua Ling pouted and remained silent, and then showed a sullen little face... She was already delicate like a doll, but at this moment, her appearance made people love her, but Mingyue was troubled.

She couldn't help turning her gaze to Moran, who returned her helpless gaze just now... At the same time, Hua Ling said angrily, "I hate Wucheng! I hate him, hate him, hate him..."

Hearing this, Mingyue was even more puzzled, but she saw Hualing reaching out to take the pillow on the bed, hugging her in her arms and beating her with her small fists...Mingyue could only touch her face, and was about to ask tentatively, Hua Ling spoke a step faster than her.

"Mother Beauty, Wucheng wants to be with Murong Wan..."

While talking, Hua Ling's whole face was tightly wrinkled, making people feel unbearable after seeing it.

Murong Wan?
Mingyue only feels that her brain is not enough, Murong Wan is the eldest lady of the Murong Mansion, so she should have no intersection with Wucheng... Taking a step back, even if there is a certain intersection, Hualing doesn't need to be so angry.

"I hate Wucheng, he is the one I hate the most among humans I have ever seen..."

Hua Ling jumped out of bed hugging the pillow as she said, the doll had a look of resentment on her face.

Just as Mingyue asked what, Mo Shangchen walked in from the door, holding a tray in his hand with two bowls placed on it...Seeing that Moran and Hua Ling were here, he paused for a while, then He put the tray on the table.

"A Mo, what are you carrying?"

Mingyue straightened her clothes, only to realize that they were Huangfu Shishi's clothes... After that, she didn't care too much and got down to the table.

Mo Shangchen opened his mouth lightly, but called Xia Hualing's name.

Mingyue was slightly puzzled, and Hua Ling responded: "Master..."

"Wucheng is waiting for you outside..."

Hearing this, Mingyue unconsciously showed surprise, and subconsciously looked at the flower spirit standing there... But seeing that her small mouth was still pouted, with a look of reluctance, she felt a little amused, such an awkward flower Ling, this is the first time she has seen her.

"Hua Ling, go out and have a look..."

Mingyue saw a trace of the doorway, so she stepped forward and pushed Hualing.

Hua Ling frowned slightly, and a trace of emotion that did not belong to her age flashed across her face... Mingyue stretched out her hand and scratched her nose, then turned her eyes to Moran: "Lan, you go with her..."

Moran quickly responded, and then walked to Hua Ling's side.

Hua Ling glanced at Mingyue, and thought that she had something to say to that annoying celestial master... In the end, she had to follow Moran with small steps, and the two left the room one after the other.

Just after leaving the World of Dust Pavilion, he saw Wucheng sitting on a wooden wheelchair in front of a bush of flowers...with a gentle smile on his face, he was watching the bushes of flowers.

"Hua Ling is good, Sister Lan will go down first..."

Moran imitated Mingyue's tone and said something, while stroking Hualing's hair.

She can still see the delicate relationship between Wucheng and Hualing... If she stays, wouldn't she be asking for embarrassment?

"Molan..."

Hua Ling looked at Moran's figure who was dodging away quickly, and said a word in a small mouth angrily.

However, in exchange for Moran's half-spoken words, Wucheng in front of him raised his head, with a warm smile on his lips: "Little one, come here..."

"You are so young!"

Hua Ling clenched her fists and replied, then walked up and down to Wucheng's side... Then, she frowned with her delicate eyebrows like a crescent moon: "Why are you looking for me? It's too late to accompany Murong ..."

"Children will be disliked when they talk like this."

Wucheng said something softly, and then reached out and pulled out an unknown tender yellow flower... Under the gaze of Hualing Shuilingling's eyes, he pinned it on her hair, adding a touch of tenderness to it. A touch of inspiration.

"Come on, I'm much bigger than you humans, I'm not a child! Besides, I didn't want to please you..."

Since Wucheng knew her identity, Hua Ling no longer concealed anything, and just poured out what she wanted in her heart... The next moment, Wucheng stretched out her hand and scratched her nose, and said in a tone of pampering: " Among your kind, you should still belong to the category of children..."

"No City!"

Hua Ling slapped his broad palm off bitterly, and there was a hint of willfulness in his words and deeds... Wucheng was not annoyed, he just stared at her fixedly, as if waiting for Hua Linghui to speak first.

Sure enough, after just a moment, Hua Ling lost her patience... She refused to admit defeat and looked back at Wucheng, and gradually opened her mouth: "If you must take Murong Wan as your disciple, then I will never talk to you again... ..."

It turned out that it was true.

Wucheng stroked his forehead, and felt helpless like never before... Bending forward slightly, putting both hands on Hualing's arms: "Little one, there are some things you don't understand... She is born with extraordinary abilities, and naturally has greater responsibilities than others. But there are very few such people in the world. Murong Wan has this ability the day after tomorrow, so I must accept her as a disciple. The common people benefit."

Hua Ling had a half-knowledge of what she heard, but she was still reluctant... In the end, Xiao Xiaoshen climbed onto Wu Cheng's legs, and finally fell into his embrace, everything was just right.

"Just take her as a disciple?"

Seemingly unsure, Hua Ling played with Wucheng's hair and asked a question.

"nature."

Wucheng answered lightly, with a handsome smile on his face.

Hua Ling didn't say anything anymore, her temper was like that of a child, she needed to be coaxed patiently... Putting her hands on Wucheng's chest, she muttered: "I want to sleep for a while, don't wake me up... ..."

Wuchengwu accepted without any consideration, only felt that the flower spirit was light without a trace of weight.

At the end, she quietly lowered her eyes again, and glanced at her delicate face... her lips raised slightly, as if there was a smile called happiness.

In the room, Mingyue is sitting at the table.

"Wucheng vs. Flower Spirit..."

"Nothing."

Mo Shangchen heard Mingyue's worry, and added a sentence first, with an unknown interest flashing in his eyes... He has known Wucheng for many years, and he has never seen Wucheng show any thought to anyone, let alone a big fee Zhou Zhang came to look for it.

Wucheng is a celestial master, what he can predict is extremely accurate, such ability is innate... The reason why he associates with Murong Wan is because Murong Wan has acquired language ability, as long as he is taught , can also become a prophet.

Therefore, he wanted to take Murong Wan as his disciple.

"Ah? It's medicine... I don't want medicine!"

Mingyue opened one of the bowls, and when she saw the yellow concoction inside, her whole face wrinkled.

With a slight smile on Mo Shangchen's lips, he stretched out his hand to open another bowl, and saw the crystal clear and delicious pear blossom soup inside... Mingyue's face was overjoyed, and she reached out her hand to take it, but Mo Shangchen moved it away first. open.

"Girl, drink the medicine first."

Mingyue frowned at the faint words of petting... The next moment, pinching her nose with one hand and holding the bowl with the other, she raised her head and drank the bowl of soup slowly, without feeling any bitterness.

"I'm done drinking..."

Mingyue took the empty bowl and showed it to Mo Shangchen. The smile on the latter's lips deepened, and he handed her the pear blossom soup... After drinking this bowl of medicine, her body should not have any serious problems.

"Ah Mo, your skills are really good..."

Mingyue first took a sip of the pear blossom soup, and then she couldn't put it down and drank it down... Finally, after a compliment just now, she looked at Mo Shangchen eagerly, with an unknown light shining inside: "Ah Mo, you will often do it in the future. Give it to me, okay?"

(End of this chapter)