Evil Doctor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 43
"I'm afraid my eighth brother would never have imagined that he would be teased by a woman." Mo Xie also shook his head helplessly.

"Hmph, if you can't seduce the fourth prince, you will try to seduce the eighth prince. A cheap son is a cheap son!" Unara gasped, no longer restraining her temper, and said angrily.

"Get lost." With a glance, Mo Junhuang said indifferently.

Before, the lowly embryo that Unala spoke of had already displeased Mo Junhuang, and now he insulted Liu Huan again with unscrupulous words, which is obviously courting death!The anger in his heart is because he will never allow other people to slander the 'things' he likes. Everything that Mo Junhuang likes can only be controlled by him, Mo Junhuang himself. If others intervene, he will never forgive!
Unara was taken aback, and suddenly felt unprecedented terror. Mo Junhuang, with just one look, let Unara taste the taste of death!

But, is Unara wrong?Isn't the hatred in the Eighth Prince's eyes aimed at Liu Huan?That word of him was full of irresistible indifference, which made Unara feel hairy in his heart.

Although Mo Junhuang is not the aunt's own son, but the auntie is also his mother's sister, and as the auntie's most beloved niece, Unara, shouldn't she be protected by her own people?Although the communication with Mo Junhuang is not deep on weekdays, but he has never suffered from the embarrassment of being let out in public. Mo Junhuang is so merciless because of this idiot?

Why, this woman who is spurned despite her beauty, would let this man who is as cold as a mountain and has never been in contact with any woman do that?Unala held a grudge in her heart, Liu Huan really didn't want to be as stupid as the rumors said, so would Mo Shaobai be attracted to Liu Huan in the future?

No, Unala can't let anyone take away Mo Shaobai, absolutely not!
"If the eighth prince insists on doing this, he will only regret it." Let Unala not catch his breath, but tried hard to maintain his high posture, and said fiercely. "I won't just let the matter of the love lock and jade chain go away, Liu Huan, you will always have to pay the price!"

"Ouke, please do as you please." Liu Huan looked indifferent, with a malicious smile on the corner of his lips, and he did not avoid Unara's hateful gaze.Just kidding, did Liu Huan get scared out of her?

"..." Unara was very angry, and raised her voice. "Damn servant, what are you doing behind your back? If you can't find the owner's ruby, you will give it to Bai Ling!"

"Ah! Follow my orders, master!" The two maidservants thawed quickly as if frightened, and before leaving, they did not forget to cast their eyes on Liu Huan, firmly remembering this woman who could make the Eighth Prince undress.

Unala held her head high, approached Liu Huan and let out a cold snort, then walked back without looking back.The maids who found the ruby ​​in the grass also hurriedly followed. Their heads were lowered, for fear that they would hit the crater of Unala and be ruthlessly banned!

Mo Xie and Mo Wuyou behind him also stayed in place like wooden men. Mo Junhuang knew his temper, but he who never paid attention to trivial matters in the court, but today he faced the conflict for Liu Huan and Unala. never thought of.They looked at each other, and at the same time they looked at Mo Junhuang standing in the wind, as if he didn't exist.

The breeze lifted the silver hair around his ears, strands of it were unrestrained and unrestrained, and the domineering exuding between the brows did not lose half, but there was something in those brown eyes that shocked him even himself.

Is he angry?Inadvertent anger?
Because Unala insulted Liu Huan, or because Unala said Liu Huan seduced Mo Shaobai?
In Mo Junhuang's melancholy, Liu Huan turned his head and said indifferently. "Liu Huan is grateful for the help of His Highness the Eighth Prince, but now I am going to the Longevity Palace, so I will take my leave first."

After calling the eunuch to lead the way, Tweet came back to accompany her.

"Wait!" Seeing that the woman in his robe was about to disappear in front of him like this, Mo Junhuang suddenly shouted.

"Is there something else to do, His Highness the Eighth Prince?" Liu Huan didn't shy away from it, she paused her steps and raised her eyebrows sideways to ask back.

Mo Junhuang brushed away the wild thoughts in his heart, took a step forward, and said very coldly, "I'm asking you." A shyness gradually appeared in his eyes, but his expression was still so serious, "What do I look like mentally retarded?"

Mo Wuyou, who was listening intently, suddenly slipped his feet. If it wasn't for the calm Mo Xie who stretched out his hand to support him, he might be about to kiss the ground.

"Brother Six, I feel like I've been struck by lightning." Mo Wuyou looked innocent, and subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Isn't this too unexpected?Mo Junhuang, who was like Shura before, can ask such a question without thinking at this moment?Mo Wuyou originally thought that Mo Junhuang would definitely interrogate Liu Huan, and he couldn't pretend not to see the challenge letter, but he didn't expect that now Mo Wuyou had the urge to jump into the river.

Sure enough, in Mo Junhuang's thinking, the emotional value was completely zero!

"Worriless, I finally know what 'mentally retarded' is." Mo Xie pursed his lips, suppressing the air in his chest, trying not to spit it out, "It turns out that Mo Junhuang is nothing more than that."

Liu Huan glanced at the two performers, and then stared at the man in front of him who was obviously domineering and cold, but always revealing a vague childishness. The corner of his lips raised a faint smile involuntarily, the kind of man who suddenly wanted to tease Suddenly his thoughts reappeared.

"Tweety." Liu Huan straightened her back and said softly. "Do you have a vanity mirror?"

"My servant thought that Miss San would stay in the palace for a night, so I brought the utensils that Miss San used to use." Tweet quietly covered the corners of her mouth, looking at the indifferent Mo Junhuang from time to time, and then took out small mirror.

"Okay, giving it to His Highness the Eighth Highness is regarded as a thank you for borrowing the robe to His Highness the Eighth Highness." Liu Huan raised his hands, very chic.

"Yes." Tweety said respectfully as she handed the mirror to Mo Junhuang. "Please take a look at the Eighth Highness."

"..." Mo Junhuang didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this ugly woman's gourd. While trying to analyze the strange light in her eyes, he held the dressing mirror in his hand. "What's the use?" Can this broken mirror be worth that expensive robe?If Mo Junhuang really cared, why did he give her the clothes?
(End of this chapter)