Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 447 The pit is 093 meters deep and each has his own thoughts (2)
Judging from the number of powerful officials who entered the venue, Emperor Zhihua was very concerned about this event.

As the emperor, he would naturally not condescend to come here in person.

But the crown prince came, and he also represented the imperial power.

Therefore, the presence of His Highness the Crown Prince in person caused an uproar and a small climax before the Mohist Conference officially started.The people inside paid their respects one after another, and the people watching the excitement outside Linyun Villa were also discussing in full swing.Regarding whether His Highness the Crown Prince's Mo family will be constrained by the imperial court, and whether Fang Jiran can become a new generation of Mohist giants, everyone has their own opinions. Nanrong people like to gamble, and some people have already set up a gamble in private.

Mo Jiu looked down at her toes and remained silent.

Firstly, as a "handmaid", it was inconvenient for her to speak, and she had no right to speak, and secondly, Dongji's identity was beyond her expectations. She had traveled so far and hadn't recovered from the shock. Reorientation of relationship with him.

When people get along with each other, they need a relationship orientation.

Only when you have positioned yourself well and convinced yourself can you relax.

But Dong Ji like this made her suddenly unable to relax.

She once thought that he might be a certain prince and grandson, but she never dared to think that he would be the prince Song Xi.

The name Song Xi had appeared in her ears many times.

Ever since she crossed over, he has been an important person living in his mouth.

He has a close relationship with Xie Chen, and the Xiao family supported Song Ao as a reserve, so they became opposing camps, the relationship has not been harmonious, and there are many rifts.Well, since Song Xi knows her identity and knows that she is Xiao Dalang's daughter-in-law, according to common sense, he will avoid suspicion.This is also the reason why Mo Jiu never guessed that Dong Ji was Song Xi.But not only did he not keep a distance from her, but he warmly treated her as a food friend.

If Mo Jiu was still a giant, she would suspect him of ulterior motives.

But she is no longer a giant, and he even made her a table of delicacies to comfort her.

When the crown prince washed her hands and made soup for her, thinking about Mo Jiu made her stomach shrink.

"His Royal Highness, please sit up."

A familiar voice came to his ears, and Mo Jiu's eyes swept over Mo Wang's face.

It's been a few days since I've seen him, but he's still the same, with the blood jade flute never leaving his side, and a gentle smile on his masculine and resolute face, but the color of his skin seems to be darker than before, and the healthy color of bronze is not as good as Dong Ji is fair and fair, not as handsome as Xiao Liulang, but he has a heroic and chivalrous spirit, which still makes people feel close.

He warmly greeted Dong Ji to take his seat. The location was in the middle of the high platform in the center of the entire square, and he was the chief executive of the venue at a glance.It can be seen that the Mo family attaches great importance to the arrival of His Highness the Crown Prince.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Wang did not discover the existence of Mo Jiu.

Seeing him busy there, Mo Jiu felt a little gloomy.

This man once protected her.

This person was once someone she trusted completely in this world.

In the first days of time travel, Mo Fan's position in her was once more important than Xiao Qian's.Because she shares the word "Mo" with his surname, she calls him senior brother, but she treats her like a big brother in her heart.

But in a short period of time, with almost no warning, the two became estranged.

He abandoned her as the "picked up junior sister" without any pressure, and left with the real Fang Jiran without leaving her a word.Recalling the past few days, the two discussed until late at night about the tomb of the eight trigrams, the position of the great son, the jade carving of ladies, the study of Luoyang shovel, and the gas mask, and he tried repeatedly to make a "rainbow pear blossom needle" for her. With all the things in the past that she was willing to leave, Mo Jiu had the illusion of a vicissitudes of life.

(End of this chapter)