Chapter 21

"Wow..." Mo Qingling suddenly covered her face and began to cry. When Mo Qingling cried, Mo Lin'er and Mo Qingqing were stunned.

"Woooo... Third sister, don't scare me. I like His Highness the Crown Prince. In this life, His Highness the Crown Prince will not marry. My father wants me to marry Prime Minister Yue as his concubine. What should I do?" Mo Qingling lifted With a small face blurred with tears, it looked very sad.

Only then did Mo Liner remember that Mo Qingling, a nympho, likes His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Moreover, if you like it, it's called crazy, and it's called shameless.Although she doesn't deserve to like His Highness the Crown Prince, as long as Mo Qingling doesn't marry Prime Minister Yue as his concubine.Although His Royal Highness is more handsome than Prime Minister Yue, his status is higher than Prime Minister Yue.However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is already the eldest sister's favorite person.She couldn't be snatched away, so Prime Minister Yue was the beloved in Mo Lin'er's mind.

Mo Lin'er and Mo Qingqing looked at each other and smiled, they just got the news, they were so anxious that they forgot about Mo Qingling's liking for the prince, and the fact that he loved him so badly.She likes His Highness the Crown Prince so much, she must not be willing to marry the Prime Minister of that month.As long as she doesn't want to marry, then it's fine.

"What to do, let me give you a suggestion. Our family will go to the palace for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Originally, you couldn't go in your capacity, but the mother who didn't know was wrong. This This time, I want you to go too. When the time comes, tell the Empress that you don’t want to marry Prime Minister Yue as a concubine. The Empress is kind-hearted. If you say so, she will definitely cancel the marriage for you. "

"Really?" Mo Qingling looked at Mo Lin'er with moist eyes, looking innocent.

"Of course, if you believe me, you can ask Fourth Sister."

"Yes, the empress has the kindest heart." Mo Qingqing covered her mouth and laughed, feeling that Mo Qingling had already believed their words.How important is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, if Mo Qingling rushes to the empress, in front of all civil and military officials, and says that she will not marry Prime Minister Yue as a concubine.When the time comes, Mo Qingling will shed his skin if he is afraid that he will not die.You know, this Yue Qingfeng is the empress's nephew, if Mo Qingling is not willing to marry Prime Minister Yue as his concubine.That is to look down on Prime Minister Yue, and to look down on Prime Minister Yue is to look down on the empress.Moreover, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was something that a crazy girl like Mo Qingling could mess around with.

"Thank you, Second Sister, for reminding me that during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I will definitely tell the empress." Mo Qingling pretended to be very grateful, but deep in her eyes were deep sarcasm.Would she not believe what Mo Liner and Mo Qingqing said?However, she would say that she was unwilling to marry Prime Minister Yue as a concubine, but how to say it might be different from what Mo Liner and the others thought.

Mo Liner and Mo Qingqing left. This time, Mo Qingling was unexpectedly not beaten or scolded.Mo Qingling smiled mockingly at the backs of the two leaving, then closed the courtyard door and walked into the house.

"Sister, you are so powerful, you sent the third sister and the fourth sister away so quickly." Mo Qingyan was the first to rush up and saved Mo Qingling's waist.

"Your sister and I are naturally powerful." Mo Qingling smiled and rubbed Mo Qingyan's hair.

Zhuiyue stood in one place, looking at Mo Qingling with complicated eyes.Sure enough, this Mo Qingling still liked His Highness the Crown Prince so much, and in this life, it was His Highness the Crown Prince who would not marry.

"Miss Mo, is it true that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not marry you in this life?" Maybe because he ate Mo Qingling's food, Zhuiyue couldn't help but want to enlighten Mo Qingling.

Mo Qingling was stunned for a second, looking at Zhuiyue, wondering why he would ask such a question.

"What does this have to do with you?" Whether she is not married to the prince or not, has nothing to do with this masked man.

Chasing the moon was stopped by Mo Qingling's words, yes!What does this have to do with him?
"I just want to persuade you to give up! People like His Royal Highness will not like you, you are not worthy of him." Chasing the moon was out of kindness, because she knew that Mo Qingling was so pestering His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not have any results.Not to mention that His Royal Highness doesn't like her, moreover, she is not worthy of the status of His Royal Highness.

"Really?" Mo Qingling sneered.

"This is my business, so don't worry about it, this is your jade token, take it and get out!" Mo Qingling directly threw the jade pendant to Zhuiyue, and issued an order to chase away guests very unhappy.

Zhuiyue reached out to catch the jade pendant thrown by Mo Qingling, facing Mo Qingling's sudden change of face, Zhuiyue couldn't react.She was so friendly to him just now, but the room suddenly turned cold again and asked him to leave.Sure enough, as Prime Minister Yue said, all women are like this.Turning your face is faster than turning a book.Chasing the moon, this time it was verified by Mo Qingling.

Although Mo Qingling was angry because he said that His Royal Highness would not like her.However, he still had to say something. "Miss Mo, you'd better think about it, Prime Minister Yue is a good person. If you can behave yourself after entering the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, then Prime Minister Yue will definitely not make things difficult for you. Your life will definitely be better than here It's much easier." Although Prime Minister Yue held grudges against Mo Zhengqing in his heart, he would not hurt the innocent.

"Fuck you, uncle." Mo Qingling pushed Zhuiyue to the door, then kicked his ass hard, kicking him out.

Before Zhuiyue could react, he was kicked out of the door by Mo Qingling.Chasing the moon staggered a few steps and stood firm in the yard.Turning his head to look, Mo Qingling stared at him fiercely, and then closed the door with a snap.

For some reason, Chayue felt a little lost.He must be hated by Miss Namo, yes, there is no such woman who is willing to hear others say to herself.People she likes don't like her.But, is he really doing it for her good?Maybe one day, she will understand.Also, what her sisters said was absolutely unbelievable.If so, tell the empress empress rashly in the palace that she is unwilling to marry Prime Minister Yue.That would definitely not lead to good results, Zhuiyue really wanted to tell Mo Qingling not to listen to her sisters.Just, what did he say now?Ms. Mo Er can't listen to it either!
"Damn masked man, if I had known this, my pimple soup would be better than feeding it to a dog!" Mo Qingling cursed, clearing away the bowls and chopsticks.

"Sister is angry with brother Chayue?"

"Chasing the moon?" It turned out that the masked man was called Chasing the moon, which is a good name.

"Hmm! It's the brother wearing the mask." He asked when my sister was in the yard just now.

"He's two hundred and five!" She said that if she didn't marry the prince, it was to deceive Mo Lin'er and the others.Unexpectedly, this chasing moon actually said that he was not worthy of any prince.Ok!She knew that chasing the moon might be out of kindness, so that she would not hang herself on the crooked neck tree of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Moreover, she is no longer the Mo Qingling she used to be, and she doesn't like that His Royal Highness now.However, when Zhuiyue said that about her, she was very upset.What does it mean that she is not worthy? In this life, only others are not worthy of her, so whoever dares to say that she is not worthy.To put it bluntly, this chasing moon is also looking down on himself, he thinks he is inferior!
"What is two hundred and five?" Mo Qingyan didn't understand?

"It's like chasing the moon."

"Oh!" Mo Qingyan nodded, thinking that the two hundred and five should not be a bad word.It should be that my sister was praising Brother Zhuiyue, and he also thought Brother Zhuiyue was cool, very two hundred and five.

(End of this chapter)

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