The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 369

Chapter 369: Get used to it

Some things, the more you do it, the more you get used to it.

For example, Mo Qingcheng is used to it. If there is anything to do, just push it to Di Jiuyang. Anyway, no one really dares to have the courage to question the Twelve Princes.

Mo Chengguang vented his anger. Mo Chengguang was naturally afraid of the Twelve Princes, and he seemed to have really forgotten that his daughter's identity was not simple, and it was no longer what his father said.

The more so, the more worried Mo Chengguang was, what would happen if Mo Qingcheng handed over the treasure to someone else.

But Mo Tianyao spoke at this time, her expression was still as indifferent as ever, and the gemstone on her head made her calm.

"Qingcheng, is this really what you said? You have never left the house, when did the twelve princes give you an order?"

Mo Tianyao didn't want Mo Qingcheng to go to Taiyuan Academy. She always felt that Di Jiuyang was not normal to Mo Qingcheng, so she squinted her eyes immediately, and didn't believe what Mo Qingcheng said at all.

Everyone looked at Mo Qingcheng suspiciously. Mo Qingcheng never went out. Where did the order come from? Could it be to coax them to play.

Mo Qingcheng didn't care about everyone's suspicion, and looked straight into Mo Tianyao's eyes with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Eldest sister, you really have great powers. You speak as if you know that the Twelve Princes didn't tell me."

Mo Tianyao's face darkened instantly at the top of Mo Qingcheng, but she heard Mo Qingcheng continue to speak.

"Concubine daughters are different. When will it be my concubine's turn to be imprisoned by you, concubine?"

When Mo Chengguang said a few words to Mo Qingcheng, Mo Qingcheng could bear it, but to Mo Tianyao, Mo Qingcheng was in no mood to bear Mo Tianyao's words.

Mo Tianyao's complexion suddenly changed. No matter how noble she usually dressed herself up, she was still just a concubine. This was the pain in Mo Tianyao's heart. She never thought that she would be ridiculed by Mo Qingcheng now.

Mo Tianyao is Mo Chengguang's most valued daughter, now that Mo Qingcheng said so, Mo Chengguang was immediately angry.

"Although you are a prostitute, don't forget your identity. Yao'er is also your sister, so there is nothing wrong with saying a few words about you."

Mo Qingcheng raised her snow-white delicate chin, and looked at Mo Tianyao proudly, but there was a sense of calm and prestige on her face.

"Throughout the ages, concubines and concubines have been different. Could it be that in the eyes of my father, concubine daughters and concubine daughters are the same, or is it that in the eyes of my father, concubine daughters are more noble than concubine daughters? If so, next time, my daughter will definitely Ask the Twelve Princes for advice."

Even in Mo Chengguang's heart, Mo Tianyao didn't know how many times more important than Mo Qingcheng, but at this moment, Mo Chengguang had no words to refute. If he said so and spread it, how would he face everyone.

If a prime minister can't tell the difference between his concubine and concubine, is he still qualified to be a prime minister?

Mo Tianyao's expression turned ugly immediately after being told by Mo Qingcheng, but she still maintained her dignity.

"It's Yao'er who has surpassed it. It is true that there is a difference between the concubine and the concubine."

Seeing Mo Tianyao like this, Old Madam Mo immediately felt distressed. She even looked at Mo Qingcheng with a hint of unkindness. The crutch in her hand hit the ground several times hard, shocking everyone. After waking up a little, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Then I, an old woman, am always entitled to say something about you! I am your own grandmother, so I am always entitled to say a few words about you! Don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)