Chapter 85 Flower Appreciation Conspiracy 1

Early the next morning, Mo Qingcheng got out of bed early and dressed herself. She took a look at the fiery red Neon dress on the table and frowned. She didn't go on a blind date. Why did she wear such gorgeous clothes?

"Madam!" Yan'er came in with a washbasin. As soon as she saw Mo Qingcheng, her rainbow-colored eyes faded.

I saw Mo Qingcheng wearing a cloud-patterned crepe robe, embroidered with several orchids on his wide clothes, and a lavender bow belt tied to his slender waist. His ink-like hair was raised high, and an emerald jade hairpin was inserted diagonally, with a pair of pearl pendants on his earlobe, which made the skin more whiter. His face is not pink, but he is fresh and touching. His eyes are like water, but with a faint coldness, which seems to see through everything.

Although this dress is well dressed, when she went to the flower viewing party, she always felt that it was too plain. She frowned and said, "Madam, why don't you wear that colorful skirt? The general specially ordered you to wear that before the morning!"

"Yan'er, don't you think it's too gorgeous?" Mo Qingcheng turned around and said quietly. Big red clothes, except on the day of marriage, she has never worn such a gorgeous color since she was a child!

"Where is the beauty! Now the ladies are dressed like this, festive and noble!" Yan'er put down the washbasin, picked up the dress and drew it on Mo Qingcheng, "Madam's skin is white and good-looking. This must look better than the fourth princess!"

Mo Qingcheng smiled delicately and dared to say that this girl wanted to suppress Shen Murou's limelight!

" Besides, this dress was ready as early as when you and the general were bectoed. If you haven't wear it for so long, the gold silk on it is a little dull. At least wear it once and get popular! It's not a waste of the general's heart!" Yan'er's bright eyes looked straight at Mo Qingcheng, as if she would give up if she didn't wear it!

Is it done before getting married? How does he know his size? Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, but he was heart-intentioned.

"I'll just wear it!" Mo Qingcheng took the clothes, walked behind the screen, dressed them up, and exclaimed from time to time, "The material of this dress is not bad, and it is very comfortable to wear!"

"Of course, this cloth was specially selected by the general who went to Chuzhou and hired the best tailor in the capital to make it for three days and three nights. Originally, it was planned to wear it when they got married, but the general's piece was not completed on time, so he had to change this one to the winter clothes he wear on weekdays, but this style is still the best this year. New!" Yaner made the bed while explaining with relish.

Mo Qingcheng came out and smiled gently and gracefully, "It's just right!"

Yan Er raised her eyes, and a thunder-like light shot out of her eyes. "Only my wife can set off this dress. She is elegant and beautiful, and she doesn't look frivolous at all!"

"You are poor-mouthed!" Mo Qingcheng said, but there was no complaint in his tone.

After breakfast, Mo Qingcheng went to Qiongzhuang alone in a carriage. Although Shen Murou has no smart means, she is always a princess. If she wants to attack herself, she still has to guard against it. Mo Qingcheng's face is gloomy, and there is a coldness in her eyes.

In the cold winter, hundreds of flowers wither, but with the financial resources of Qiongzhuang, it can make hundreds of flowers bloom. The garden is full of spring, with clusters of flowers, and a pot of flowers emit a strong fragrance of flowers in the sun.

The ladies who came to participate in the flower viewing conference, some sat and chatted in Nuanxiangwu, and some walked around the garden to enjoy the blooming flowers. Mo Qingcheng turned seven times and eight times to the garden, and the purple and red came into view in an instant. The garden was full of colorful spring, red, pink, blue, yellow, white, green and purple. There were few bees and butterflies dancing around it. How lively!

Mo Qingwu was still a tender and pink gauze skirt. When she saw the red figure, her face and heart could no longer calm down. Her heart lit a hot torch and burned an inch of skin, and her body and mind couldn't help trembling slightly. Then her eyes were awe-ins and she walked towards Mo Qingcheng. "The eldest sister has always been happy and quiet, but now I'm afraid now It's going to be amazing!" She raised her eyebrows and spoke in a bad tone.

Mo Qingcheng heard this sound and stared at it. He saw Mo Qingwu wearing a long skirt with a light pink painted hibiscus dragging his tail. He shook his sleeves and closed his waist. There was a pair of silver butterfly earrings next to his ears. He held his black hair with a silver hairpin, coiled it into a delicate willow leaf hairpin, and then pinched an magnolia. His eyebrows were gently, and the cherry lips were dyed into Red, exuding the sweet fragrance of orchid grass, beautiful and charming.

Today, she dressed decently. After seeing the last incident, she restrained a lot.

"It's my sister who is amazing. I heard that my sister was retired by the eldest prince a few days ago, and I'm embarrassed to say the reason!" Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly, outlined the corners of his mouth, looked at her with contempt, and sneered at her.

"You•••••" Mo Qingwu's face suddenly turned white, pointing to Mo Qingcheng and said, "That's just a misunderstanding. Now the eldest prince has taken me back!" Unlike the eldest sister, it's twice!"

"Whh whether to pick you up or take the opportunity to win over the Mo family, my sister can figure it out!" Mo Qingcheng smiled faintly and came to Mo Qingwu's ear and said, "I heard that the eldest prince has offended many people recently and is waiting for the silver emergency!"

I don't know if it didn't offend Mo Qingcheng, but the lack of silver is certain. After the incident in Shen Muqi's east window, the emperor made people copy the prince's mansion. Unexpectedly, except for some antiques and jewelry, there is not much silver now. Mo Qingcheng guessed that Shen Muqi must not save much money. Think about it, Shen Muqi's extravagance, coupled with the fuel-efficient lamp of Mo Qingwu, it's strange that he can store silver!

Mo Qingwu's heart naturally understood a little, but as soon as she heard this from Mo Qingcheng's mouth, she felt extremely humiliated. On her slender face, her facial features moved and raised her eyebrows. "Even if he knew that the eldest prince had something to do, wouldn't he agree! I remember that when my sister was retired by King Wen, my father didn't say a word!"

Mo Qingwu transferred the fire of war to the pain of Mo Qingcheng. Even if the eldest prince is not sincere enough, she still has a father who loves her.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingcheng smiled angrily and laughed with a sasneering smile: "I'm afraid Mo Ruwen only has the ability to sell women for glory!"

"How dare you say that, Dad!" Mo Qingwu stared at her with resentment, and his face turned pale. "You are obviously jealous!"

"It's too flattering to say this!" Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows gently and smiled deeply, "You have the Mo family as a shield, and I have the prime minister's mansion as a backer!" Speaking of which, Mo Ruwen had to call his father when he saw my grandfather!"

"You••••••", Mo Qingwu was suddenly speechless and brushed his sleeves away, but a petal fell from his sleeve inadvertently.

If you don't know what's good or not, you dare to challenge yourself! Mo Qingcheng was gloomy for a while, snorted coldly, and looked to the ground along the trajectory of falling petals, but saw a faint white powder at the foot of the flower pot. Mo Qingcheng can't scream well. I'm afraid this is the trick of Mo Qingwu and Shen Murou!

They are really bold. She is not the only one here to enjoy flowers. Do they have to deal with all the people who come to enjoy flowers in order to deal with themselves? Impossible! They won't take the risk! Mo Qingcheng looked up and saw that the ladies and wives were all pale and there was no sign of poisoning at all, which showed that they had taken the medicine. But when did they take it? Mo Qingwu and Shen Murou can't give them an antidote openly. It must be a link that they didn't expect.

"Sister!" A crisp voice interrupted Mo Qingcheng's thoughts, and An Xian came over with a smile. Although her cheeks were coated with a layer of rouge, she could not hide the fatigue and sadness in her eyes. It must have been difficult for Mo to dance back to the eldest prince's mansion!

"When did your sister come?" Mo Qingcheng asked with a smile.

"I've been here for a long time, and I thought my sister wouldn't come!" An Yan's thin lips are light, smiling like a flower.

Mo Qingcheng can't imagine whether An Xian was also this charming and charming appearance when he framed Mo Qingwu.

"How come, it's a rare princess invitation!" Mo Qingcheng raised his slender eyebrows and showed an honored expression.

"Sister, there is a wine order over there. Let's go and have a look!" An Yan took her arm and pointed to Shen Murou with her delicate hand.

Mo Qingcheng shook his head, "Well, I don't like to be lively, but it's more comfortable to stay here to enjoy flowers and grass!"

"In that case, I'll play chess with my sister! Since I got married, I haven't played chess well. I heard that my sister is excellent at chess, and I will teach her today!" An Xian took Mo Qingcheng to the pavilion, and the chess game had been taken on the table.

Mo Qingcheng sat down helplessly. The original owner liked to play chess, but he didn't like it, but now there seems to be nothing else to do but chess. She had no idea about playing poison for a moment, so she simply thought about it while playing chess.

However, with five pieces of chess pieces, Mo Qingcheng saw that An's chess skills were extraordinary. Chess is like life. When playing chess, it can best reflect a person's mind. An Xian played steadily, calmly and cautiously, and did not reveal any flaws at all. Mo Qingcheng thought about it in various ways before he realized the essence of her chess. On the surface, he looked at her every chess. Zi was trapped by herself, but as more and more pieces fell, she not only gradually jumped out of the predicament, but also had a tendency to counterattack.

What an eight-faced and strategist woman! Mo Qingcheng raised the corners of his mouth, wiped the sweat from the palm of his hand, and patted his drowsy head again. It was really nerve-wracking to play chess.

The maid with tea next to her seemed to be a little absent-minded. An Yan called her several times before she came to her senses, hurriedly poured a glass of water, and hurriedly broke an empty cup on the tray.

"Sister, this tea is good. Would you like to have a drink?" Anrong took a sip of tea and looked up and said.

"Okay!" Mo Qingcheng nodded. This game of chess was very difficult. It's good to have a cup of tea to calm down.

As soon as the maid heard this, her face immediately became nervous, "I went to the kitchen to get a cup. Madam, wait a minute!"

"Isn't there still a cup on the table?" An Yan glanced at the maid.

"This cup has just been drunk by several ladies, and the maidservant went to get a new one!" The maid said and trotted all the way to the kitchen.

Mo Qingcheng's two eyebrows frowned slightly. Isn't there a cup in the warm pavilion? Why did you bother to run to the kitchen to get it?