Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 493 The 100-meter-deep pit is full of thrills (2)
Song Xi smiled lightly, "When she took the test, Erchen already said that it's just for fun, winning or losing doesn't matter." After a pause, his smile widened, and he raised his eyes to stare at Emperor Zhihua: "My father cherishes talents Heart, when she loses the competition, reward her with something."

"Haha, what a heart to cherish talents." Emperor Zhihua was in a good mood, "Since the crown prince begged for a reward for her, I will agree."

When the emperor and his son were talking, no one in the lounge spoke.Xiao Qian also only held the teacup, tapped slowly on the wall of the cup with his slender fingers, a faint smile appeared on his lips, but looking seriously, his expression was cold and he was not smiling.Everyone is used to him like this, even if he is by the king's side, he will not be surprised by favor or humiliation. It makes people feel that he is far away from such a man, as if he is far away in the sky, and he is low in the dust. It seems that only such a man can be called Excellent.

"Look, she pressed it!"

Song Ao, the demon king of the world, pays most attention to the progress. When everyone is fighting a lawsuit, he completely ignores his own emperor, Lao Tzu, and moves a chair to sit in the front. Seeing the strange child, Emperor Zhihua shook his head helplessly.

But before his screams of joy like watching a good show fell, Mo Jiu pressed the hand of the fingerprint and took it back.

The glass plate is not like the mirror surface of the later generations. In the flickering lights, her face is a little hazy, and her facial features are not very clear. Only black hair, beautiful big eyes, and slightly upturned mouth seem to be smiling. Just thinking.On the handsome face, the reflection from the beaded hairpin on the head flashed and flashed like a radiance, but there was such a convincing composure and elegance.

"Why did she hesitate?" Emperor Zhihua asked.

By now, everyone understands that whether the handprint can be opened is the key to the outcome.

Mo Jiu hadn't moved for so long, which made him suspicious.

But the emperor's question is difficult to answer, because none of them is Mo Jiu.

In the silence, Mo Wang replied: "Those who understand the mechanism have a heart of reverence for the mechanism."

Emperor Zhihua looked at him with a frown, and asked with great interest, "Oh? What does this mean?"

Mo Fan's expression remained unchanged, "Every place that looks like an exit may imply danger. If you don't have a complete grasp of the last link of the last game, someone who knows the mechanism will definitely not dare to try it lightly. This girl is not a Mohist. People, I'm afraid there is such a thing as handprints, so she is ignorant of handprints, and it is common sense that she dare not try them rashly."

Emperor Zhi Hua's expression turned pale, he smiled and looked at the "glass plate", and said: "So that's the case. The ingenuity of the Mohism's mechanisms can be compared to magic."

He graciously praised the Mo family for a few more words, and another change was found in the organ room.

Mo Jiu, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly sat cross-legged on the stone platform, acting like a cultivator, and closed his eyes tightly.

Everyone didn't know what she was doing or what her intentions were, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Chang Yuan!" Song Ao was a little tired after staring at Mo Jiu for so long. After seeing Mo Jiu like this, he finally couldn't hold back his impatience. The voice asked him: "What is the little widow doing? I was curious about it, but she broke the string, making the young master very anxious."

"I don't know." Xiao Qian answered concisely.

"I can't." Song Ao's thick eyebrows slanting like swords shrugged, and he approached his ears with an ambiguous voice, "Don't be fooled by me, aren't you two old friends? Seeing you dragging her to the hay shed, I wanted to listen to the movement, but was stopped by Xue Fang. This guy is so bold that even I dare to stop..." He cursed endlessly, looking at Xiao Qian's face Not depressed, he touched Gao Ting's nose again, and changed the subject with a half-smile, "Let's not talk about this for now. Let me ask you, Zhang Yuan, did she not tell you the truth when the two of you were alone?" end?"

(End of this chapter)