Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 827 Who Is The Man Behind Shen Yangqi

"That's what you said." Chang Sheng accepted it hesitantly: "How could you leave so well, you haven't hugged your grandson yet."

Chen Jiao was stunned when she heard this, and changed the topic: "Do you know who that old man Shen Yangqi is?"

Qu Changsheng immediately pricked up his ears when he heard the words: "You know?"

Chen Jiao said in a low voice: "I also guess, it is very likely that it is the eldest prince."

Prince?Is that the emperor's brother?Qu Changsheng thought for a while, she wanted to inquire about it.

Suddenly, there were three knocks on the door, the tall and thin shadow outside, with a slightly impatient tone:

"Is Qu Changsheng here?"

Is it Mo Hejiu's voice?
Chang Sheng greeted Chen Jiao, opened the door, and saw Mo Hejiu, wrapped in sable fur, waiting at the door.

Changsheng closed the door, saw that Mo Jijiu was still dressed up today, and laughed teasingly: "Hey, Aunt Jiu, where did the sun come out today?"

When Mo Hejiu heard the words, he frowned impatiently at first, then lazily put one hand on the door frame, his peachy eyes seemed to seduce someone:
"What do you say?"

The clear fragrance mixed with this dangerous breath pressed over, Qu Changsheng gasped, and smiled obsequiously: "West side!"

Mo Hejiu curled the corners of his lips coldly: "Stop teasing me. Is it because you won't come to me if I don't come to you? Don't learn the sword dance? Master doesn't call anymore?"

"Isn't this a different system?" Qu Changsheng slightly bent his knees and came out from his arms, "I want to learn too, but I have to be able to come out."

Mo Hejiu pursed his lips and stared at her coldly. It had been a long time since he had seen her, and finally heard the news of her return, but he was making trouble in the front hall again.

Moreover, I also heard that the old man picked up a whip to beat someone, and he didn't know if he hit her, so he hurriedly put on his makeup, and rushed here. Seeing that Qu Changsheng was unscathed, he also knew that The guy won't let himself suffer too much, so his busy thoughts will be wasted, so he also raised the corners of his mouth sourly:
"You little heartless, how come you don't know how to miss me?"

"Missing?" Chang Sheng turned around: "How is Aunt Jiu doing?"

"Not very good, I'm going to die."

Mo has not been in a good mood for a long time. Since he joined Yingchen's elite, he has to stay at home to rest during the day and go out to train at night. He has a sore back and backache all day long, and his body is covered with bruises. Now he can't even leak his thighs:
"You didn't even say to come and see me, you have no conscience."

Fortunately, he had braved the cold wind to call people before, but when he came back, he had a high fever.

Seeing that Mo Hejiu's pretty face was slightly gloomy, Chang Sheng had an idea, stepped forward, and flatteringly tapped Mo Hejiu's arm: "Aunt Jiu, what do you think?"

The small force is like a cat's scratching, and it doesn't work at all. Mo Jijiu snorted: "It's not bad."

Changsheng hehe: "I have a lot of things to do recently, so I was delayed. Don't be angry. Next time I come, I will bring you body lotion to make your skin white, tender, shiny and smooth."

Is this attitude change a bit too fast?
Mo Hejiu squinted at Qu Changsheng, who was obviously not holding his fart well, and said in a half sarcastic and half conniving tone:

"Is there anything you want to do? Wait for me to help you?"

"As expected of Aunt Jiu!" Qu Changsheng clapped his hands and frowned:

"I want to ask you about someone."

"Who?"

"Elder Prince."

Mo Hejiu's brows were tightened, and strong disgust suddenly appeared on his beautiful face:

"What are you talking about that old pervert?"

(End of this chapter)