Chapter 45 The Prince

I almost ran out of the room, but when I closed the door, I heard Mo Xian's exaggerated laughter.

I was shocked by the laughter, staggered, and almost gave the "first kiss" to the ground. I calmed my frightened heart with my hand, and I exhaled lightly.

I don't know if laughter can sometimes scare people to death. Is it necessary to laugh so exaggeratedly? The laughing point is so low that I was definitely in a cold environment without a trace of humanity when I was a child!

I gritted my teeth and attacked Mo Xian fiercely in my heart, complaining about his unkind behavior just now. By the way, I felt more comfortable after YY the situation that Mo Xian suffered a lot when he was a child.

When I was halfway to the kitchen, I patted my forehead and remembered that the broom was still in the room.

Actually, this is nothing, but there are still broken plate fragments in the dustpan. If Mo Xian has something to get up at night and step on the black light, won't it increase my burden again? I don't want to spend any more energy and time on the wound on his foot. Besides, how can I bandage him?

Thinking that he hasn't taken a shower these days, I can't help but get a chill.

It's better to go back and get it.

I made up my mind and quickly turned back to my room.

When approaching the room, I faintly heard Mo Xian talking with others.

Hey, are you here so soon? The efficiency is still quite high.

I turned to such an idea. He was also afraid of being heard and lose the opportunity to listen to the corner. He approached the room like a cat, silently, sticking to the door, and pricked up his ears to listen to Mo Xian and the others.

As soon as I pricked up my ears, I heard a piece of news that made my tongue.

“.... My subordinates are guilty and hurt the prince. Please punish him!" A hoarse voice echoed in the room.

It took a long time for Mo Xian to reply, but he was not as casual as he used to talk to me, with a little majesty:

"It doesn't matter. This is the injury I got myself, and I will solve it myself!"

The voice is loud, containing great determination and unconvincedness.

There is still a little masculinity.

I muttered to myself, but my heart was shocked and I couldn't be myself.

I really can't blame myself for being too surprised, because the current status of the son is very special.

Although I have never been out of Licheng, I can still hear some folk messages more or less when walking in the streets and alleys.

This world belongs to an overhead world and has no match the history of the previous life. The name of the country is the Mexican country, and the situation is a little similar to the style of the royal family in the Spring and Autumn Period, but the princes are constantly quarreling, but because of the alliance and forming a group, they get along relatively harmoniously.

Strangely, the degree of economic prosperity is comparable to the rumored Tang Dynasty, which makes me feel very surprised. I don't know how to maintain the balance.

Therefore, the current Greater Mexico is like an enterprise, with continuous internal struggles, but surprisingly harmonious and balanced. The income does not fall into the downfall because of this situation, but has signs of rising momentum.

Therefore, I didn't just complain about the abnormality of this matter to Chunhong once. Chunhong listened in the clouds and then said puzzledly:

"What's wrong with it, as long as our people live a good life?"

I am dumb and feel that I am worried for nothing. As Chunhong said, as long as I live a safe and prosperous life, no matter what happens, I will leave this matter behind later.

It is said that Mo Xian, the son of the world, is special. He is now the king of the Mo Kingdom, with only two daughters and no son. That is to say, the Mo royal family has no qualified heir.

Although the king of the Mo clan is slight, there is no saying that the thin camel is bigger than the horse.

Therefore, all the vassal states are rubbing their hands and preparing to work hard to win the royal family.

Because of this incident, the situation that was originally peaceful has become delicate. The originally harmonious scene began to surge.

It's just that I don't know what Mo Xian is doing in Jiangnan at this delicate moment?

I really expected that Mo Xian's identity was so high that he was the prince. Although I was a little surprised when he told me his name, it was difficult for me to link the identity of the prince with him when he acted so unreliable and was injured again and again.

However, his usual behavior is quite in line with the spirit of the prince. No wonder his every move is elegant, and even his temperament is so outstanding. He is worthy of being raised by the Shizi Mansion, and even the guard in the room is so professional.

By the way, Mo Xian has a guard around him. Why was he injured twice? Did he leave guarding himself alone in order not to let others guard him?

I secretly analyzed myself in my mind, and the idea of acting alone in my heart has confirmed seven or eight points.

After all, if his guard is there, where will Mo Xian be injured? Even if he broke into Mo Shaolian's boudoir, or if he was injured in Yihongyuan this time, he should be able to retreat completely instead of being seriously injured to toss me.

I'm a little depressed about this.

Think about it, if you meet someone who makes you unlucky every time, can you not be depressed?

With a little entanglement in my heart, I continued to listen to Mo Xian and his escort.

In the house

Mo Xian leaned lazily against **, with a thoughtful look. His fingers unconsciously tapped on the edge of the bed and made a "bang" sound in the silent room. One by one, it hit people's hearts.

The man half kneeling on the ground and attacking the black night clothes lowered his head, with dense sweat on his forehead, winding down the corners of his temples, but did not dare to wipe the uncomfortable sweat on his face with his hands.

The momentum of the prince is really getting bigger and bigger.

The man in black was so frightened that he couldn't figure out why Mo Xian's temperament had changed so much in such a short time. If he used to be a young tiger, now he is a lazy tiger king basking in the sun, but has his own majesty.

This change is also good, and it has lived up to the prince's expectations. However, Mo Xian's injury has become the most frightening thing for people in black.

As the guard of the royal palace, the idea indoctrinated since childhood is to do everything to protect the safety of the prince. Although the prince comforted him and had nothing to do with him, he could imagine how he would be punished when he returned to the palace.

Alas, at that time, he could not agree to let him act alone. Fortunately, there was no big disaster. Otherwise, the royal palace would definitely make an uproar. The man in black knew that the prince was valued by the prince, almost the prince's eyes.

The man in black lowered his head and smiled bitterly, but he was relieved.

Mo Xian didn't know that the people in black had turned around so many thoughts in such a short time. At this time, he was thinking about the thing I just mentioned to him.

Mo Xian also felt strange that Linfu should be the time to be concerned by all forces. Who will drive out by horse-drawn carriage at night at this time?

After thinking for a while, Mo Xian stopped tapping on the bedside, raised the peach blossom eyes, and said indifferently:

"Mo Si, who is going out tonight? Do you know the trend?"

Mo Si replied calmly:

"Today, the master of Lin Mansion went out, and the destination is Yihongyuan."

After listening to this, Mo Xian pondered for a while and said:

"Who knows how to meet?"

There is great interest in the tone. After all, it is definitely not a general person who can let Master Lin go out to meet guests at this peak of the storm. He would like to see who has such a big face.

Mo Si hesitated for a while and then replied with a ashamed face:

"I don't know!"

"I don't know?"

Mo Xian's face was moved. He knew Mo Si's ability, not to mention his delicate mind, and his ability to listen to news was even more unique. Now there is a situation that he didn't know. Does it mean that the other party has a great source and a strong sense of prevention?

Mo Si knew that Mo Xian was interested in this matter and hurriedly said:

"Although I don't know, Yihongyuan has the eyeliner of our royal palace. Now it is estimated that something has been found. Do you need me to call me..."

"No, it's a little difficult for you to find out. They shouldn't be able to find out anything."

Mo Xian interrupted Mo Si's speech, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said in a low voice:

"You can go in later and try again to see if you can find out something. If you find out, come to me as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Then, Mo Xian waved to Mo Si and motioned Mo Si to come forward.

Mo Si stood up quickly and put his ear to Mo Xian's mouth.

"Bum!"

This sound scared Mo Xian and Mo Si and stared at me who fell to the ground.

I was a little embarrassed by their strange eyes. I touched the back of my head with my hand and said with a bright look:

"Hey, just keep talking. Don't worry about me."

With that, I wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

Mo Si quickly came to his senses. He stood beside me quickly without waiting for Mo Xian's order and put a dagger against my neck.

I froze and didn't dare to move.

Seeing this, Mo Xian looked at the scene of Mo Si threatening me with a dagger with great interest and smiled:

"Didn't you leave? Why are you back again?"

It looks like a good time to watch the play.

But I was a little speechless. I didn't expect that when I heard a corner, I would accidentally push the door. I blamed this dead demon for talking. Why did I have to whisper? I couldn't hear it, and I felt itchy. I accidentally pushed it to the door.

However, looking at the sharp dagger under Mo Xian, I dared not move at will and said with a dry smile:

"Mo Xian, can you let your brother let go of the dagger? You can see how unsafe it is?"

He wanted to move the dagger away with his hand, but he was shocked by Mo Si's sharp eyes and did not dare to move at will.

Mo Xian's face was more interesting, but he did not continue to embarrass me and gave Mo Si a wink.

Mo Si got the order, let go of the dagger and quickly returned to Mo Xian's side, like a statue with no expression on his face.

I breathed my breath and was about to explain why I came here when Mo Xian's joke came to my ear:

"Say it, what are you doing when you come back? Don't say it's a coincidence that I passed by or something. I've heard these reasons tens of thousands of times.

There is a faint disdain in the tone.

I suffocated. Knowing that these reasons could not satisfy Mo Xian, he would definitely have other tricks to deal with me. He remembered that the poison he had given me had not been solved, so he said calmly:

"I came here to get the dustpan. I'm afraid that when you get up at night, your feet will step on the broken glass on it."

Mo Xian heard the words, his heart was warm, his expression on his face was unchanged, and he said faintly;

"This reason is barely approved, so you go back!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then hesitated for a moment and said cowardly:

"Can I go with your guard?"