After the first fool

Chapter 84
There was a trace of pain in Bai Mo's eyes, "I see."

"This time, you need to pay more attention to the matter of the envoys of the two countries. I heard that the envoys sent by Xuanyuan Kingdom intend to marry Zixu and achieve the goal of good relations between the two countries." Bai Qingluo said The spies are all over the Three Kingdoms, and he can know everything about the slightest disturbance.

The decisive victory is thousands of miles away, which refers to a person like him who hides in the dark but controls the situation in the world.

Bai Mo's brows frowned, suppressing the pain in his heart, and diverted his attention away from Mo Xiaoran, "If Xuanyuan really wanted to start a war in secret, how could he suddenly want to marry the emperor?"

"Xuanyuan Wushang's calculations are very precise," Bai Qingluo evoked an extremely cold smile, and his eyes were full of frost: "In short, I only want you to ensure that the envoys of the two countries arrive at the capital safely, and the rest is up to me." Stealthy manipulation."

"I understand." Bai Mo nodded respectfully. He respected Bai Qingluo since he was a child. But Bai Mo knew that the power in his hands was extraordinary, and what he promised would definitely be done.

"Go back to the mansion, be careful." Bai Qingluo issued the order to evict the guests, and Bai Mo didn't stay for long, and walked away from the Yanyu Building and walked towards the Prince Regent's Mansion.

"The shopkeeper." Seeing him walking away, Bai Qingluo called out.

"Master, what are your orders?" The shopkeeper Teng Deng ran up to the second floor and asked respectfully. The master thinks there are few important things to ask him to do. What's the matter today?
"Go and call the boss of Jinxiuxuan and ask him to bring Jinxiuxuan's latest jewelry." Thinking of Bai Mo giving Mo Xiaoran a silver hairpin late at night, Bai Qingluo felt a little uncomfortable, thinking of what jewelry she didn't want to wear , Girls, don't you all like this kind of thing?Maybe he should pick a thing or two for her.

"...Yes!" The shopkeeper was silent for a moment before answering.

I don't know which girl was taken by the master, but she would personally take action for such a trivial matter.

In the middle of the night, Mo Xiaoran was still practicing calligraphy in her dormitory. Recently, her skills had recovered to [-]% of her previous life, but this calligraphy...

Looking at the handwriting, which was no different from Gou Crawling, she secretly shook her head, writing traditional characters with mistakes is really not something a human can do.

He rubbed his sore arm, twisted the rice paper into a ball, and threw it on the ground casually.

"What are you doing?" Bai Qingluo entered the dormitory at some point, a ball of paper rolled to the side of his riding boots, with frivolous brows, he bent down to pick up the ball, opened it, and even though he was as calm as he was, He didn't realize that there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, "You wrote it?"

A trace of apathy flashed across Mo Xiaoran's face, she threw away the brush, ran to Bai Qingluo, and was about to grab it.

That thing is too embarrassing, how can he see it?This person might use this as a reason to laugh at her in the future.

Bai Qingluo raised one hand high, allowing her to jump up and down, but didn't let her, a faint smile filled the cold brows, watching her puffy appearance, always low and cold The voice also felt a little softer: "Your handwriting is actually not bad."

If she couldn't hear the banter in his words, Mo Xiaoran would have studied psychology in vain for so many years.

She stared at Bai Qingluo with her hands on her hips, "Give it back to me."

Bai Qingluo shook his head slightly, put the ball of paper into his arms indifferently, and his movements were surprisingly natural.

The corner of Mo Xiaoran's mouth twitched suddenly: "What are you doing with my words?"

Is it possible to leave it as evidence?

Bai Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at her fixedly, and said slowly, "Keep it as a souvenir." He paused, not waiting for Mo Xiaoran to get mad, He continued: "It's hard to find a copy of such a character in the world. Naturally, it should be kept, framed, and used as a family heirloom."

"boom!"

Mo Xiaoran was so angry at his words that she gritted her teeth, and two balls of flames quickly shot up in her bright eyes, burning more and more intensely.

Family heirloom?Want to frame it?
He thinks that his handwriting is not generous enough to make people laugh, doesn't he?You want her to be ridiculed for a lifetime, don't you?
Isn't her handwriting a little distorted?As for the mind so vicious?

"Bai Qingluo, return the things to me." Mo Xiaoran suppressed her anger, forced a smile, but that smile was uglier than crying, her whole face was almost ferocious, like a ball of dough, being kneaded casually Afterwards.

"I don't want it." He looked at her leisurely, with his thin lips slightly parted. In order to let her hear clearly, he specially said each word separately, with a slightly teasing tone and a slightly playful expression.

Mo Xiaoran was so angry that she gritted her teeth secretly, and snorted coldly, "It's fine if you don't pay it back." At worst, if someone asked her later, if she refused to admit it after being beaten to death, who would dare to eat her?
Even so, she was secretly angry with Bai Qingluo in her heart. This person was born to restrain her.

"What are you doing here today?" He said in a rough voice, and sat down on the rosewood chair behind the desk with his image wanton, with his hands around his shoulders, as if he was opening a trial.

Bai Qingluo's eyes flickered slightly, as if a faint smile flowed through it, "Come and see the empress who is imprisoned in the palace."

"If you don't stimulate me for a day, I will die, right?"

SHIT!She and this person absolutely had a grudge in the previous life.

"Oh," he gently pulled out an imperceptible smile. It seemed that in front of her, he smiled more times than the previous half of his life combined. He could always relax and let go of his pretense. With a stretch of her arm, the palm of her hand slowly opened in front of her: "For you."

A sandalwood hairpin lay quietly in the palm of his hand. Because of long-term martial arts training, his fingers were covered with thick calluses, and the lines on his palm were extremely clear. The lines of life, love, and career criss-crossed. Masculine, strong hands.

Mo Xiaoran looked at it in a daze, not knowing whether she was looking at the hands in front of her or the hairpin in her palm.

"Do you like it?" A slightly soft hoarse voice sounded in her ears, Mo Xiaoran's cheeks flushed suddenly, and she quickly fell back, leaning against the back of the wooden chair, calming the rapid heartbeat in her chest.

Is she having a convulsion?Isn't it just a pair of men's hands?Is it necessary to be so fascinated?

Her cheeks were hot for a while, as if there were sparks jumping, she should be thankful that it was night, otherwise, the blush on her face would definitely be seen.

She didn't know that Bai Qingluo possessed internal strength, had good ears and eyes, and there was an oil lamp in the bedroom, and her pink face had already been seen by him.

Like the cinnabar slowly smearing on the rice paper, the shyness of a young girl made him intoxicated and fascinated. The deep eyes reflected the narrow silhouette of her.

He stood quietly outside the desk, and she sat quietly inside the desk, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

My heart was beating wildly, chaotically.

Mo Xiaoran patted her cheek, the slight pain brought her back to her senses quickly, she took the hairpin away, but she didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and said guiltyly: "Not bad, did you choose?"

Without breaking her guilty conscience, Bai Qingluo nodded slowly. This hairpin was selected by him from thousands of pieces of jewelry. It is simple but has a faint fragrance. It is simple in style, but it is the only one in the world, just like her The first time they met, she pretended to be crazy and foolish, and confused the world with her stupid face. Who knew that what was hidden underneath was the beauty that made him lose his mind and pay attention to it?

Mo Xiaoran held the hairpin tightly, and it seemed that his body temperature still lingered on it. The corner of her mouth curled into a chuckle, "Thank you, I like it quite a bit. Having said that, your appreciation level is really good." At least the few he gave Everything, except the box of honey, was quite to her liking.

"As long as you like it." Bai Qingluo's face softened a lot, and a sense of satisfaction was spreading in his heart.

"You came in the middle of the night just to give me this?" Mo Xiaoran shook the hairpin in her hand and asked strangely, how could he be so free?Just to send a hairpin into the palace? "Besides, why did you give me something for no reason?"

She understands the truth that cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed.

Seeing that she was so guarded, Bai Qingluo sighed slightly, "Why do I need a reason for doing things?" Just do what I want to do, send her off if I want to.

What a strong reason, what a tough word.

The corner of Mo Xiaoran's mouth twitched, a little uncomfortable with Bai Qingluo who suddenly became tough, "Okay, I won't ask any more." Who knows what else he can say when he asks more?

"The envoys of the two countries will visit the capital in two days. As a queen, you should also attend at that time." He changed the subject and said indifferently, as if to remind her.

Mo Xiaoran pointed at herself, and then chuckled: "How is it possible, I am currently under house arrest because I beat the emperor, who dares to let me out?" I am not afraid that she will continue to make trouble and lose the face of the royal family in front of the envoys of the two countries ?

"He should hit." The three concise words made Mo Xiaoran's smile stiffen at the corner of her lips.

Raising her head, she met Bai Qingluo's deep gaze with complex eyes. Suddenly, she felt that this person already knew everything that happened that night, including Bai Zixu's attempt to belittle her.

Her heart skipped a beat, she looked away in embarrassment, and she smiled sarcastically: "Aren't you afraid of being beheaded if you say that?"

"No one dares to do that." He said domineeringly, Mo Xiaoran frowned with his natural arrogance, "Bai Qingluo, who are you?"

With such an aura, such words, such a domineering despise of the world, even if he told her which country he was the emperor of, she would definitely believe it.

"Guess?" Bai Qingluo asked back, her attitude still vague.

Mo Xiaoran waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm not interested in your secrets."

She only knew that this person would not harm her, and that was enough.

To make friends, you should talk about your heart, not your identity.

The coldness in Bai Qingluo's eyes slowed down a lot, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)