Loser Princess Defies Heaven

In the evening, Mo Qingge went to Shuixian pavilion to study the poisonous ghost and blood with her mother.

As the newly appointed "counselor" of the demon queen, magic feather also follows.

At first, he enjoyed it all the time. He felt that he was in a high position and his status was extremely noble.

As a result, I went to the Narcissus pavilion to find out that the so-called "counselor" of the demon clan is a drudgery with no real power at all.

After Mo Qingge, besides carrying herbs, he was doing coolie, refining the furnace, cleaning the room, and running errands.

All day long, there is almost no chance to rest.

"Xiao Huan, move that pile of herbs over here and sort them out!"

"Xiao Huan, there's no water. Get a bucket of water!"

"Xiao Huan, help me to send a message to Uncle Huang, saying I'll go back later."

"Xiaohuan, move out the alchemy furnace."

"Come on, don't dawdle!"

It took nine oxen and two tigers to move out the alchemy furnace. He was so tired that he was sweating.

Before taking a breath, Mo Qingge said, "this pile of herbs will be moved in."

Looking at the pile of herbs, he couldn't help complaining: "Qingge, it's too heavy for people to move."

"Cut the crap and hurry up!"

With his mouth turned, Huan Yu had to harden his head and lift the herbs on the ground. It took a lot of effort to move them in.

After entering the room, Huan Yu sat panting and scolded Gu mianmo 10000 times.

What counselor? It's so nice to say that it's just a handyman around the demon queen.

"Who told you to sit down?" Mo Qingge glanced at him, "have you classified all the herbs you have classified?"

Magic feather threw a pitiful look at her: "Qingge, people are so tired. After a day's hard work, your fingers are going to be cocooned. Can't you please let people have a rest first?"

Ethereal voice, like a woman coquetry.

Mo Qingge was in a frenzy and roared out: "shut up

"Qingge, don't be cruel." Huan Yu was even more aggrieved, "they are real..."

"Speak well to me!" Mo Qingge can't help it any more and interrupts him coldly.

An old man, who talks and behaves all day, really wants to slap him.

Magic feather Zheng Zheng, extremely aggrieved: "people how did not speak well?"

This voice is a little normal, at least no more coquettish, every word is feminine.

"Well, it sounds a little more comfortable." Mo Qingge nodded, "I'll talk to my sister like this later, and then let me hear the gay tone in gay. My head will be crooked for you!"

"What is geili geiqi?" He didn't understand.

Mo Qingge didn't know how to explain to him, so he deliberately pulled his sleeve, showed his charming eyes, pretended to be bewitched, and said:

"Xiao Huan, how do you feel when I talk to you like this?"

Magic feather Zheng Zheng, goose bumps suddenly up a body: "strange, uncomfortable in the heart."

If a woman talks to him like that, he can't stand it.

"Well, that's right." Mo Qingge nodded, "don't talk to sister like this after you know it's uncomfortable, do you know?"

We have to change Xiaohuan's bad habits, otherwise, she will be the one with hot eyes and ears in the future.

"Oh."

Magic feather nodded as if he knew nothing.

That's what it means.

"You have to remember that you are a man and you have to be masculine." Mo Qingge a pair of painstaking tone, "this kind of Yin soft strange, don't please girls."

"I didn't want to please girls either." Huan Yu whispered.

"What did you say?" Mo Qing's song is not very clear.

"Cough, nothing." Magic feather played a cover, prevaricate past.

After that, in front of Mo Qingge, Huan Yu converged a little, and his tone became more masculine.

This is also to please her and get the antidote of Hongyan Dan as soon as possible.

As long as he gets the antidote, he won't have to look at the face of the demon clan.

However, Mo Qingge's mind is on the antidote of the enchantment, and there is no room for him.

So, magic feather day and night, with the words behind, pestering her for antidote.

"Qingge, you've been staring at this alchemy furnace for a long time."

"Is this alchemy furnace that attractive? No matter how good-looking you are, can you still have a childe's face? "

"Otherwise, you first give me the solution of the red Dan, it won't take long."

"Qingge, Qingge..."

Finally, when Mo Qingge heard this, he threw him a prescription: "take it."

"What is this?" After taking the prescription, Huan Yu asked hopefully, "is it the antidote of Hongyan Dan?"

"No

"Ah?" Hearing this, the hope of Huan Yu's heart was shattered again, and he threw the prescription on the ground, "what will you do for me?"

He just wanted the antidote, otherwise, his face would have acne at any time.

"Little fantasy." Mo Qingge said solemnly, "as long as you are obedient, I will give you the antidote of Hongyan Dan every month. As for this prescription, it is used to maintain your appearance."

"Maintain your face?" In front of his eyes, Huan Yu brightened up.

"Well." She nodded her head sincerely. "As long as you follow my prescription and apply herbal medicine to your face every day, you can keep your face fresh and your skin will become better and better."

She thought that Xiaohuan loved beauty so much that she couldn't resist such temptation.

"Really Sure enough, as if he had found a treasure, he picked up the prescription again and held it carefully in his arms.

His face is not old, which is his dream.

"Try it yourself, and you'll know." Mo Qingge pretends to play the key role.

"Well, I'll try it now." Magic feather nodded, carrying the prescription, ran out with joy.

"Clean at last."

Seeing that he had gone, Mo Qingge was slightly relieved and felt that her ears were much more pure.

Although Xiao Huan has done a lot of coolie for her, she has a lot to say. If she goes on like this, she will be deaf.

"Qingge!"

Who knows, just pure but a second, ear side spreads a familiar voice.

Why did one go and another come?

Next second, Rong Jin and Wu Yan came in from outside: "Qingge, I..."

"Why are you here again?" Mo Qingge gives him a white eye and shows his dislike.

"Of course I'm here to play with you." His tone of voice is strong.

"I..."

"She has no time to play with you." Before she could speak, a cold voice refused for her.

Mo Qingge happily raised his head: "Uncle Huang!"

Gu Yinmo, a long white dress, came with a light cloud step. He glanced at Helian Rongjin coldly, and his whole body was full of gloomy air.

"Ice face, you're just in time." He Lian Rong Jin disdained to smile.

"Want to compete?" He interrupted coldly.

That arrogant tone, more like saying, want to be beaten?