Ugly Girl Becomes Arrogant Princess

Mrs. Su's idea coincided with her own, but the old lady was still a little sad for her own sake. Even the old lady felt that she should sacrifice for the sake of the Su family, and she was immediately moved.

Eyes slightly red, raised the skirt, then knelt down in front of the old lady, mercilessly kowtow a ring.

"Yueru Yueru, thank you for your advice... "

Su Yueru is really moved. The best thing for her is the old man in front of her. With red eyes, she only prays that the old lady will live a long life. No matter how she was young, she is the only one who is really good to her now.

She sent Mrs. Su back to Jingshu Zhai. Before Su Yueru came back to the yard, she was "hijacked".

Mo Beichen quietly fell on her side, holding her waist, a little, then took her over the wall.

"The king of Qi can also do this kind of thing. Are you ashamed?"

"Why should I be ashamed? I am neither a thief nor a flower gatherer. Why should I be ashamed? "

Su Yueru picked eyebrows, but her arms around the man's neck tightened again.

No one cared about how she escaped from the bandits, and no one asked how she survived. Instead, everyone came to take her so-called credit.

"What? Isn't it just the position of the crown prince's side concubine? I'm in such a bad mood when I'm robbed? "

"I don't care about the position of the crown prince's concubine, but she is a concubine. Is Su Yueru a concubine?"

Su Yueru raised her eyes and glared at him. Mo Beichen kept at his feet. There was a vast inner lake in front of him, and the green mountains on the opposite side seemed out of reach. If it wasn't for the wrong time, she would praise the "picturesque scenery", but instead of stopping, Mo Beichen went directly to the river with people in her arms.

Su Yueru's eyes widened.

"Hello Uncle, I don't want to die... "

Voice has not yet set, I saw Mo Beichen holding his waist on the lake "whoosh ~ whoosh ~ whoosh ~" flew in the past, directly landed on a small boat in the middle of the lake.

The flower boat is not big. It has an inner storehouse, in which there is a deck chair with snow-white fur on it. There is a stove of incense on the small table next to it. On the deck, there is a small table with dishes, a pot of sake and two small wine glasses on it. There is also a konghou beside it. There is only one beauty who plays the piano.

Su Yueru is a little timid. She can swim, but now she is in the middle of the lake. If she falls down, she will surely die.

So think, spirit then some tight, grasp Mo Beichen's sleeve not to put, embarrassed smile.

"Uncle and uncle, I didn't expect that you would still be able to float on the water."

"Floating on the water? That's a good name. "

Mo Beichen is not in a hurry to take back his sleeve. He just smiles and pulls Su Yueru to sit down.

He reached out and poured a cup of sake for them. Su Yueru picked up the glass and sniffed it. She only smelled a light fragrance into her nose, with a third of the taste of bamboo, but no pungent taste of wine.

"Green bamboo leaves?"

"Well, try it."

Su Yueru sipped a little, the entrance is slightly spicy, and then a burst of astringency.

"Gulu" a then swallow into the belly, rolled down the throat.

I just feel hot in the roar. I look at the dishes, peas, Changsheng cake, pig ears and cucumber slices on the table. How can there be no meat?

The hand holding the chopsticks is heavily on the table.

"Uncle, why don't you order meat for dinner? I don't know when I really grew up? Besides, I'm not happy without meat. "

Mo Beichen picks eyebrows and takes a look at Su Yueru.

"Long body? Can you still grow one? Just a little more breasts. "

Mo Beichen says that the eyes intentionally or unintentionally sweep to Su Yueru's chest.

Angry Su Yueru grabs the peanuts in the dish and smashes them on his head. Fortunately, Mo Beichen is quick and easy to avoid. He smiles at Su Yueru.

"Don't be picky about food. It's bad for growth."

"It's on me, too. I want you to take care of it!"

Why is this man so ungrateful? A little bit of favor to play ruffian!

"I don't care. It's my welfare after that."

Mo Beichen ruffian a smile, quickly seized Su Yueru to move the plate of the hand.

"You ghost

"All right, all right, we'll have more later."

Su Yueru face a red, heavy hum.

"No more nonsense and I'll kick you down!"

Let you float on the water, and I'll let you go down to be clean.

"Well, well, it's my fault. It's my fault."

"I want meat."

Mo Beichen chuckles and pulls out a food box from under the table. When he opens it, he finds that it's roast duck, roast chicken and roast pig's feet. He brings out four or five dishes of meat in a row.Su Yueru's eyes glowed, showing the nature of a hungry wolf. She swept the vegetarian food on the table, took the meat one by one, put it on the table, broke off a piece of roast chicken leg, bit it hard, and showed a satisfied smile.

After a gust of wind and clouds, Su Yueru looks at the mess on the table. Then she touches the greasy food on her mouth and looks up at Mo Beichen.

He sipped the wine gracefully, but he didn't move his chopsticks. Even if he moved, he was gentle. He took a few mouthfuls and put them down.

"What? Not enough? "

"No, no, no..."

Su Yueru quickly shook her head, "no, I just heard that the army is eating meat and drinking wine. You are so gentle, aren't you hungry? Or did you sneak out before you came? "

So this gentle is deliberately pretending to maintain the image? Or the habit formed over the years?

Mo Beichen gave a dry cough.

"Full?"

If you don't answer, it must be the former.

Su Yueru showed a clear smile, a pair of "I understand, I understand, in order to maintain the image is also pretty spell."

"When you're full, play the piano for the king."

"What?"

"It's such a beautiful day. Shouldn't you have a song for it, aren't you?"

Su Yueru touched the greasy mouth, took out the silk handkerchief and wiped the greasy hand, with a smile.

"You're right. I won't."

"How can I hear the rumor that Miss Su has the ability to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

"Where can rumors be believed? I have nothing to do with music, chess, calligraphy and painting. "

She doesn't have a meeting, and the rumors are true.

Throw the handkerchief in your hand, grab the wine pot on the table and pour it into your mouth instead of pouring it into the cup.

"Hello, you..."

"Don't be so stingy, uncle. It's just a little wine. I can make wine That is to mash the grapes and ferment them. They taste good. I'll make them for you next time. "

Mo Beichen slightly a Leng, drunk?

But look at her clear eyes, it doesn't look like she's drunk.