Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 459 The pit is 094 meters deep
I didn't expect this fellow to have such a good memory and observe so meticulously that even the maid next to Song Xi paid attention. Mo Jiu felt terrified and didn't know what to do for a while, so he just looked at him in astonishment, stepped back step by step, and pretended to be terrified .Anyway, this Song Ao has a romantic nature, if other people see this situation, they will only think that he is molesting the maid, and if she runs away, Dong Ji can also help her clean up the mess.

She was ready for her feet to be oiled.

At this time, a lukewarm voice suddenly filled his ears.

"This is Song Ao, the young prince of the dynasty?"

Mo Jiu turned his head and saw that it was Peng Xin who was hugging the cat, his face not showing any joy.

"Which one are you?" Song Ao raised his chin and looked at her displeased.

This prince is used to being aloof, being supported by thousands of people, and he couldn't bear to be questioned by a woman, so he naturally disliked it. The raised eyebrows, the slightly solemn expression, and the look of doubt on his face didn't seem to be fake. .

He should not recognize Peng Xincai.

Moreover, Peng Xinyuan is in Miaojiang, so he should not have anything to do with the young prince.

But why did Peng Xin seek him?
Mo Jiu was about to pretend to be dead and watch the excitement, so he heard Peng Xin say, "Can you ask the little prince to step back? The girl has a few words, and I want to talk to the little prince alone."

"Why?" There was a sneer on Song Ao's haughty lips.

"The little prince will be interested in what the girl wants to say." Peng Xin was not annoyed, but only replied in a cold voice.

Staring at her ghostly pale face, and at the fat cat with big eyes staring in her arms, Song Ao thought for a while, raised his hand and waved the two maids back, then looked at Mo Jiu slowly, "Don't go yet , are you waiting for the favor of my stick?"

"Bastard!" Mo Jiu silently scolded the devil in the world. Although she was so curious that Peng Xin had something to say to him alone, but he was talking about it, and she wanted to treat him with a stern face. He doesn't have such a big face either.

After leaving the garden disheartened, she continued to return to Dong Ji's side to be the "Standing Goddess", silently.Dong Ji looked back at her without asking anything. Judging from the faint smile on his brows, he seemed to be in a good mood. Mo Jiu also smiled back and looked at him with that kind of comfortable and ironic expression. Feeling hooked again.

This man is indeed very warm.

She closed her eyes, but her eyes shot everywhere.

Xiao Qian over there sat quietly behind the desk, hardly talking to anyone.

No matter where he is, Song Xi is exquisite, but he is lonely.

Mo Jiu sighed inwardly, and saw Song Ao and Peng Xin entering the table one after the other. The two tables were far apart. Song Ao was sitting next to Song Xi's right hand, and Peng Xin was sitting on the left side of the high platform. At the guest table.The ancients respected the left, and it can be seen that Shangya treated Peng Xin very politely for the sake of flattery, but even though she was sitting there, she was still far away from Song Ao, who was the prince. Seeing her approaching Song Ao, she couldn't connect the two people no matter what.

She looked at this and then at that, feeling suspicious.

At this time, the elder Qianmen of the Mo family came out, cleared his throat, saluted the people present, and then said a long paragraph of polite words.The translation translates to the general effect, all you awesome bigwigs, thank you for coming to the Mohist Conference, making the Linyun Villa flourish, and making the Mohist extremely honored.This is a meeting for the emergence of new Mohists, and it is also a platform for the exchange of Mohist disciples. In the set of words, he specially thanked many people, such as Song Xi, Song Ao, Xiao Qian, Xie Chen, etc., and finally got to the point .

"The Mohist Conference has officially begun."

Mo Jiudun felt a sense of solemnity for the grand event that came out after a long wait.

"Let me introduce you to the new giant of the Mo family, Fang Jiran."

Looking up slightly, he saw Fang Jiran sitting in the middle of the seats of the Mo family.

With a veiled hat and a light veil covering her face, this new giant has always given the impression of being mysterious and dignified. Everyone is curious about her appearance, but no one dares to let her take off the veil.However, it may be due to the source of blood, Mo Jiu looked at the veil, thought that she might also follow in the same footsteps, but felt a little heartbroken for her for no reason... If I had known this, I would have given her another mask, so she wouldn't have to do this Covered up.

Thinking wildly, Fang Jiran didn't look at her, but stood up and nodded to everyone.

She guessed right with Mo Jiu, before she sat down again, she heard Shang Ya making things difficult with a hint of a smile.

"Is it too hasty to determine the new giant like this?"

(End of this chapter)