The Enchanting Empress: Marry the Regent

Chapter 63 The Identity of the Emperor (2)

Knowing that he had exposed his identity, Little Mozi lowered his head anxiously.

"Qingchen, please don't have any grievances because of my identity. After leaving the palace, I will be no different from ordinary civilians." Ling Baoer stood up, glanced at him, and said calmly.

Qingchen froze, and raised his lowered eyes again to look at the white-clothed boy who was standing with his hands behind his back, as if he was a banished fairy in the sky, far away, and said in a low voice, "I dare not."

Hearing his answer, Ling Bao'er sighed in disappointment, "Little Mozi, go back to the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiao Mozi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard her say that, and quietly followed behind him.

Ling Bao'er limped and walked lightly in front, and little Mozi stood behind in panic, but didn't know what to do, because the emperor didn't like others to touch him, and he deeply blamed himself for negligence Responsibility, lack of protection of the Lord.

"My subordinates help you" Qingchen watched her limping and turning, a little unbearable, and finally stepped forward to support him and said.

"En." Ling Bao'er stretched out her smiling face and nodded.

The two leaned on each other and walked outside step by step.

Little Mozi looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, blinked his eyes and followed.

Beside a pillar in the corridor, a handsome figure has been watching the two figures. There is no wave in the handsome eyes, just watching with cold eyes.

Outside the door was the carriage arranged by Xiao Mozi when he came.

Looking at the carriage in front of her, Ling Bao'er had a bitter face, how would she get on it.

However, Xiao Mozi was already in front of her, arching his body to form a chair, motioning for her to step on it.

Ling Baoer frowned, looked at Little Mozi in front of her, and said coldly: "Little Mozi, step back."

"Master..." Little Mozi raised his head and looked at her incomprehensibly.

Qing Chen looked at her incomprehensibly, not knowing why she was angry.

"Get out of the way" Ling Bao'er didn't look at Xiao Mozi, and avoided him, and slowly supported the carriage with both hands, trying to use the strength in her hands to let herself sit in the carriage.

"Master, just step on little Mozi, I beg you, little Mozi." Little Mozi begged, looking at her forehead already covered with fine sweat.

Qingchen looked at her actions in surprise, and instantly understood why she was so angry, which made him look at her with admiration.

"Huh..." Ling Bao'er finally sat in the carriage, breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully got into the carriage, and said to Xiao Mozi in a deep voice: "Little Mo, hurry up."

"Little one obeys." Little Mozi was so moved that he almost burst into tears, wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and replied in a hoarse voice, and quickly jumped into the carriage and sat outside.

"Send off respectfully." Qingchen lowered his head, opened his mouth, glanced at the coachman, swallowed the word "emperor", and just saluted respectfully to the people in the sedan chair.

"Let's go." Sitting in the carriage, Ling Bao'er said calmly.

"Yes, sir." Little Mozi looked at the coachman and ordered.

Inside Yichun Building
The incense in the incense altar is curling up, and the delicate and charming woman is playing softly on the fengzhiqin, and the melodious music like flowing clouds and flowing water is slowly flowing out, she occasionally raises her head, her eyes are as calm as water, watching The purple-clothed man sitting at the sandalwood table, with an elegant and satisfied smile on his lips, seemed to be even more charming.

(End of this chapter)