Chapter 47 Prince's Wedding Banquet

The prince accepted two concubines on the same day, which suddenly became the blockbuster news of Luo Yuguo. Everyone guessed which concubine the prince would sleep with tonight.

While combing Mo Qingcheng's bun, Yan'er couldn't help inking out, "Madam, which concubine do you think the prince likes?" Princess An, it is said that she is a gentle and lovely beauty embryo; although the lady's sister is definitely not as good as her, I think she should be bad. Rumor has it that she is well-versed and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting! If I were the prince, I didn't know who would hurt more!"

Mo Qingcheng smiled when he heard it. Looking at the appearance of comfort, An Yu should also have an orchid-like temperament and elegant manner. Mo Qingwu, although it is a little purple, it is selfish and narrow-minded. He likes to play petty, and may not always win the favor of the son.

"What's the lady laughing about?" Yan'er didn't answer when she saw Mo Qingcheng, but smiled and was very puzzled.

"I laugh at you for being nosy, even if the prince hugs left and right, what does it have to do with you? "Whoever they love is loved!" Mo Qingcheng has never been in charge of other people's private affairs.

"I'm just curious! I heard that the prince's appearance is extraordinary and romantic, and many ladies want to be the princess!" Yan'er tilted her head and looked at Mo Qingcheng expectantly, hoping that she could reveal more about the prince.

"I think you are really thinking about spring. I'll help you find a good marriage tomorrow!" Mo Qingcheng covered his mouth and smiled, gentle and charming.

"Madam hates!" Yan'er's two blushes were red, and she lowered her head to make the final ending.

"What are you talking about? Laugh so happily!" He Liancheng was dressed in white and snow. Under the thick and not light sword eyebrows, his dark eyes were like gurgling spring water, as warm as spring breeze, his nose was as long as a gallbladder, as straight as a blue mountain, his lips were light in color, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which seemed more free and unrestrained.

Mo Qingcheng did not turn his head and looked at him through the bronze mirror. Today, he seems to be more energetic and handsome! Thinking of this, there was a faint blush on both cheeks and asked hesitantly, "Are you ready?"

He Liancheng waved to Yan'er, and his warm and handsome face came to the front of the bronze mirror, "It's just a lady!"

"I'm fine, too. Let's go!" Somehow, Mo Qingcheng was a little embarrassed.

He Liancheng's eyebrows raised slightly, a little surprised and a little happy. When did the little lady become so shy?

Along the way, Helian Chengdu was very close to Moqing City. From time to time, she pinched her thin waist, encountered bumps in the carriage, and took the opportunity to kiss Fangze.

Mo Qingcheng squinted and took a nap and completely ignored him. He Liancheng felt bored and leaned against the car canopy to look at Mo Qingcheng's side face.

"General, here we are!" After a while, the groom stopped the car and respectfully lifted the curtain.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was not awake, He Liancheng picked her up and jumped off the carriage.

As soon as Mo Qingcheng opened his eyes, he saw everyone staring at this side. She bit her lip, blushed and whispered, "Let me down quickly!"

He Liancheng let go of his hand unhurriedly, put her on the ground, and then took her hand and walked in.

Shen Mushu stood at the door and saw Mo Qingcheng, who was like a heavenly girl, coming down to earth at a glance. She wore a pink silk embroidered skirt, and the bangs on her forehead floated casually. A head of green silk was only tied up with a wide pearl-white ribbon, exuding a fairy-like temperament. The manner is generous, and the demeanor adds elegance to the feet, and a smile touches people's hearts and soul.

Seeing her hand naturally holding He Liancheng, his black and thick eyebrows suddenly arched like two big brooms, unhappy and envied.

Not only Shen Mushu, but also other men also frequently looked at Mo Qingcheng, regardless of He Liancheng standing aside.

He Liancheng coughed twice and clenched Mo Qingcheng's hand, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly escape from him. Mo Qingcheng felt funny and clenched him with his backhand.

When the fourth princess saw that Mo Qingcheng was so popular, He Liancheng loved her again, and the hatred and jealousy in her heart were a little deeper. The original beautiful and delicate face looked a little ferocious at this moment.

Entering the hall, a group of civilian generals gathered around. You flattered He Liancheng one by one, praising him for being young, successful and brave and good at fighting.

Mo Qingcheng snorted coldly. These men were nothing more than seeing the emperor's reverence and wanting He Liancheng to help them say a few good words in front of the emperor!

If any emperor no longer looks at He Liancheng, I'm afraid that the tree will fall and scatter, maybe they will add a foot and fall into the well!

Mo Qingcheng pulled his sleeves and looked at Mo Qingcheng helplessly, saying that he could do nothing about the situation in front of him.

Mo Qingcheng gave him a white look, broke away from his hand and walked to the backyard. Although He Liancheng was reluctant to give up, he couldn't get rid of it.

This is a quiet place. Mo Qingcheng took out his handkerchief to wipe the snow on the swing and sat on it. With a gentle kick, the swing shook, and the snow particles on the rope loosened and fell into Mo Qingcheng's neck. Mo Qingcheng sighed and shivered.

"Ouch, wipe!" Suddenly, a handkerchief was handed behind him, and several fallen leaves were embroidered on the ink background.

Mo Qingcheng turned his head and saw that his comfortable thin lips were slightly raised, with a gentle smile, fresh but extremely sexy. He stretched out his arm and showed a pair of slender hands like a girl, like the tip of the new bamboo shoots after the rain.

"No, thank you!" Mo Qingcheng turned his face and shook his head left and right. The place wet by the snow suddenly became as warm as before.

An Yi did not feel embarrassed when he saw this. He put away his handkerchief and looked gently at Mo Qingcheng, which was as sunny and bright as the sun after the rain. Then he pulled the rope and said gracefully, "Do you want me to help?"

"I can do it myself!" Mo Qingcheng clenched his body on both sides, stood on tiptoe, and flew in the air. An Yi was taken two steps forward by the rope. Seeing Mo Qingcheng's smiling face, he let go.

"What are you doing here if you don't go to the front to drink?" When the swing swinged in front of An Yi, Mo Qingcheng turned his head and shouted at him.

"Is it boring to drink alone without a beautiful woman!" Standing comfortably, his white clothes are like snow, his temperament is elegant, emitting a soft and clean light like the bright moon in the sky. He is not as handsome as ordinary people, and there is also a kind of indifference and calmness in his expression.