Chapter 23
Suddenly, Yin Qing lifted the silk quilt and pulled the outer shirt beside her to wrap her upper body.

Oh, you can't force it!He still hates her!
"My lord, don't forget, my injury was caused by you!"

As soon as the words came out, even Yin Qing felt helpless, when did she become such a rascal?
Whether it was intentional or not, he heard her calling herself "I" again.

Mo Zicheng became even colder. He looked at her with a pair of eyes, neither stepped forward nor retreated, and his words were thorny, "My lord, you forgot, this injury was caused by your Eighth Emperor."

Sarcasm filled every word, Yin Qing was still smiling like a spring breeze, approaching him step by step, and finally stopped in front of him.The distance between the two people is very close, so close that they only need to take a step closer, that is lip to lip.

Mo Zicheng did not back down, and looked at her coldly.

"My lord, you forgot, it was you and that Xiao Yanchu... holding each other..."

The calm and breezy words, the gentle face like jade, but the cold and biting words.

Mo Zicheng's body froze uncontrollably for a few seconds, and a cloud of cold air suddenly rose in his eyes, but he didn't make the slightest reaction, letting Yin Qing speak.

And Feng Yue who was standing behind Mo Zicheng also froze, apparently hearing Yin Qing's words.

He had never seen the prince like this, speaking such cold and biting words, that kind of sarcasm, that kind of ridicule, which made people breathless.However, the prince did not say this to others, but to the young master...

Regret flashed across Yin Qing's eyes.Why did she lose control to the point where she said such words, and her tone was still mocking.

Thinking about it, Yin Qing stopped looking at Mo Zicheng and walked past him.His body touched Mo Zicheng's body, obviously without a trace of defense, he took a step back.

Just as the door was about to be opened, Mo Zicheng's voice sounded from behind:

"Zicheng doesn't want the title of Mu Wangjun."

His tone is as firm as a rock, and no one can shake it.But Yin Qing's heart couldn't help but tremble violently.

He said that he didn't want the title of Mu Wangjun.He didn't want the title of Mu Wangjun at all, she was the one who pulled him into this vortex.

Yin Qing didn't say a word, but clasped the door handle tightly with both hands, her eyes were full of bitterness.

It's because she didn't do enough by herself!Maybe!
Opening the door forcefully, without looking back at him again, he strode out.

"Young master, how can you talk to the prince like that?!"

Feng Yue behind him obviously didn't believe it was what her young master said, and looked at Mo Zicheng anxiously.

Mo Zicheng looked down at the jade flute in his hand, and looked forward coldly, "I didn't want to be a king..."

His wish was never to be locked in this beautiful cage.He was looking forward to getting out of here, not being locked up here.

"Young master, in fact, the prince treats you very well."

Feng Yue was a little anxious, and when she heard him say that, she couldn't help but speak well for Yin Qing.

good?Really good!Taking advantage of others, despicable and shameless!Although she stays up at night to relieve his pain, it doesn't mean that she treats him well, isn't it because of his mother?
"Sir, you..."

"Fengyue, may I think you are speaking for her?"

Hearing this, Feng Yue couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds, and then quickly recovered, he was already kneeling on the ground.

"My lord, Fengyue dare not."

Mo Zicheng turned around and helped Fengyue up. Fengyue clearly saw the pattern embroidered with silver thread on the cuff of his son, "Fengyue, accompany me to a place."

After speaking, the blue shirt swung and went straight out of the room.

……

"My lord, the Empress Dowager and Yi Wang are waiting for you in the hall!"

Yin Qing smiled gently on her jade-like face, looked at Hong Xiu, "Let's go! Go to the hall."

I don't understand why Yin Yu is with the princess.

Walking into the hall, Yin Qing finally knew what the Empress Dowager was here for.

As soon as Yin Qing in white shirt came into the hall, Yin Zhi hurriedly put down the celadon teacup in her hand and stood up, while Yin Yu crossed her legs in a casual posture.The beautiful face was full of the look of watching a good show, and she raised her eyebrows playfully.

Yin Qing sighed secretly, and walked forward with arms folded, "Let the elder sister wait for you."

"will not."

Yin Zhi boldly swung her cloud sleeves, looked at Yin Qing, her bright eyes looked behind Yin Qing with burning heat, "Where is Wang Jun?"

"In the backyard."

Even though Mo Zicheng has married as her husband, the princess still does not give up, and finds time to look for him.

Yin Zhi withdrew her gaze resentfully, "Fourth sister, guess what good things this princess brought you today."

nice one?On Yin Qing's warm and jade-like face, the smile became more and more gentle.Liu Mei twitched slightly, her bright eyes looked at Yin Yu, who was in a casual posture.

I saw Yin Yu was taking a sip of tea, receiving Yin Qing's eyes, shaking her head slightly, shrugging her shoulders, as if I didn't know.

"Fourth sister, look at it!"

Yin Zhi looked at the chime triumphantly, applause rang out, and then she heard slight footsteps.

I saw the bodies wrapped in light gauze, the round-toed shoes on the shoes, and the gauze on the face, mysterious and dusty.

(End of this chapter)

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