Chapter 70 1

Mo Qingwu and Shen Muqi didn't come out until the banquet. Her pretty face was still a little red. She shyly took Shen Muqi's arm and sat down with him. An Yan glanced at the two of them, and her faces were a little ugly. Naturally, she knew what they had done.

Mo Qingcheng sat next to He Liancheng, but the two ate separately like strangers and did not communicate with each other.

Other tables are talking and laughing, only this table is very deserted. Several big men drink wine separately, and only Shen Mushu occasionally drives the atmosphere.

"Madam, the fourth princess said she had something important to tell you!" Halfway through the meal, a girl ran to Mo Qingcheng and said.

The girl's eyebrows are not long. It was faint like a small arc circle, which looked a little clever. Mo Qingcheng felt familiar and couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.

"Ruyi, what's the matter with the fourth sister looking for your wife?" Shen Mushu raised his eyes slightly, and there was a domineering air between his eyebrows.

Would it be? Mo Qingcheng suddenly remembered the maid who had just peeked out of the window with the fourth princess. What is she looking for herself to do?

"King Huiwen, I don't know!" Ruyi's black eyes suddenly panicked and trembled a little. Originally, she was going to quietly tell Mo Qingcheng, but she was heard by King Wen.

"Let's lead the way!" Mo Qingcheng got up and the soldiers came to cover the water. She was also afraid that Shen Murou would not do it!

He Liancheng and Shen Mushu frowned at the same time. The four princesses were stubborn and might not know how to deal with Mo Qingcheng!

"That's it, madam, please!" Ruyi stood at the door and opened the door for Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng did not go in immediately, but paused for a moment. Isn't this room the room where Mo Qingwu and Shen Muqi just stayed? This is a lounge, not a reception room.

"Madam, please!" If Mo Qingcheng refused to go in, he urged, "The princess has been waiting for a long time!"

Mo Qingcheng raised the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, collapsed, and looked around. The room was very simple, with a beautiful couch, a set of tables and chairs, a dressing table, and a basin of unlit bliss.

Suddenly, the door was closed with a bang. Mo Qingcheng sneered, and a door just wanted to tie me up! I'd like to see what Shen Murou can play!

"Princess!" Mo Qingcheng didn't see Shen Murou's people and shouted a little impatiently.

"Madam!" A rough man's voice came from inside.

Mo Qingcheng turned around, and a young man with a purple and gold crown on his head and a black robe came out. He was about 23 or four years old. His face was thin and long, his face was dry and yellow. There was a protrusion on his forehead, his chin was sharp, and his expression was flickering, and he looked at himself.

"Who are you, princess?" Mo Qingcheng looked at him coldly and said in a rather cold tone.

The man didn't care and came out with a smile and said, "My son Zhang Meng is outside Zhang. Last time my father entrusted someone to send a white horse to the prime minister's mansion, do you remember?"

"It turned out to be Zhang's son! Why are you here?" Mo Qingcheng put away his indifference and put on a fake smile, but there was keen alert and deep contempt hidden in his deep eyes.

When Zhang Meng saw Mo Qingcheng smile at him, he felt that his body was crisp, and his eyes were more naked. "I want to talk to my wife about the quick whip!"

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, "How do you know my store?"

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was interested, Zhang Meng stretched out his hand, motioned her to sit down, poured a cup of tea for her, and said slowly, "I am very interested in my wife's shop and want to open a room, but I don't have enough experience in this field, so I asked my wife to ask for advice in the name of the princess. Please don't mind!"

How can his little son touch the princess's maidservant! Presumably, this is also the princess's acquiescence. Mo Qingcheng smiled lightly and politely took the teacup and didn't drink it. "I'm just a layman. How can I talk about asking for advice!"

"Madam is modest. Madam's shop was popular all over the capital before the accident!" As Zhang Meng flatted, he inadvertently went to the dressing table to light incense.

Mo Qingcheng sneered, and a cold murderous intention suddenly flashed in her cold and fierce eyes. She quietly pulled out the dagger on her leg, quickly moved behind Zhang Meng, and put the knife on his neck. Say, what on earth did the princess send you here?"

The action in Zhang Meng's hand stagnated, and the burning match fell to the ground. His voice trembled and said, "Madam, I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"I don't understand. I'll cut off your head and carry it to see the princess, so that I can ask!" Mo Qingcheng tightened the dagger in his hand, and a blood stain was immediately drawn on Zhang Meng's neck.

Zhang Meng's forehead oozed into a thin cold sweat. He realized that Mo Qingcheng was real and said with a crying voice, "Don't kill me, I said!"

"Well, it's your acquaintance!" Mo Qingcheng took away the dagger and kicked him to the bed.

Zhang Meng was in pain, moaned/groaned, covered his neck and said, "The princess told me that as long as I told you about the store and then lit this incense, you would be at my mercy! I don't know anything else! Please let me go!" Zhang Meng's face turned pale, and he cried as he spoke, and his body trembled.

Bear! Mo Qingcheng looked at him coldly and didn't know how the princess found such a timid person! Not only did it not work out, but also rake it!

"It's all the princess who asked me to do this. Please let me go!" Zhang Meng felt the fierce murderous intention, and there was a bang in his mind. There was a cold war, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Shen Murou, if you are not kind, don't blame me for my injustice! Mo Qingcheng's eyes were awe-sed, and a scheme appeared in front of him. She knocked Zhang Meng unconscious with one palm, then put him on the chair and suddenly looked as if he was asleep.