She also wanted to cry, but those smiles seemed to grow in her flesh and blood. Even if she was tired of laughing and laughing, she still couldn't stop...

At this moment, she suddenly felt that Gu Yanfeng actually knew her very well, knew that she had no heart, so she walked away early... Otherwise, why did no one teach her to taste the feeling of tears? Otherwise, how could she live so freely after her broken heart...

Mo Qingcheng's eyes hidden in the dark suddenly scattered a trace of unseen vastness, like duckweed, unable to find a place to take root and land...

After all, she was still too cold and never used all her feelings to bet on that place forever... She did not dare to use all her feelings to exchange for that life of lingering life...

When the quilt was lifted, there was a very familiar smile again, gently lifting and shrunk, but it was also shining...

Mo Qingcheng called his subordinates to take a bath water, prepared the clothes he had changed, and drove them out, locked the doors and windows, took out the petals he had grabbed when he was walking with Meise today, threw them into the water, and then soaked them in the bathtub and washed them beautifully...

The crystal water droplets condensed on the jade skin of Mo Qingcheng like mutton fat, which was white and flawless, crystal clear, and for a moment, it was also calculated that the water lotus was...

My breasts that were tied for a long time were not very powerful, but they were still a little flowing. Only at this moment, they were the most extended kind in the mountains...

Mo Qingcheng comforted herself, she was too big to know... and then she happily felt that she was the most knowledgeable one. One day, she would ask all those handsome men to bow under her pomegranate skirt...

As long as you have not been imprisoned, time will never be mentioned for people like Mo Qingcheng... Mo Qingcheng was already cold and woke up in the bathtub, it was already dark...

The palace people were not allowed to enter without permission by Mo Qingcheng. Even if they were curious, they would never dare... Mo Qinghan and Mo Qingcheng were angry and would not suddenly come to the door, so Mo Qingcheng slept in the bathtub, which was extremely pure...

The price of leisurely before was the moment of rushing...

Mo Qingcheng shook the light green gauze dress that was folded neatly on the side...

When she only shook open, she regretted...

Damn, what kind of clothes is this? The thin layer is worn by a man... And her dirty clothes were long been left on the ground like a rag, and then picked them up and put them on? Then why not run naked?

Mo Qingcheng stared at the clothes for a moment, and finally bit his lip, and with a cruel heart, he put it on his body...

After putting it on, she realized that although the material of the clothes was thin, the texture was very special. When not worn, it was transparent. After putting on it, it dizzy with a layer of golden light... The lapel of the clothes was a little larger, which was quite suitable for wearing in this season.

Thin, but not exposing, elegant, and quite shiny. The most important thing is that it is light and cool, it is most suitable for lazy people like Mo Qingcheng...

When Mo Qingcheng saw himself in front of the luxurious bronze mirror in the palace, a thought suddenly arose in his heart...

By the way, her outfit is quite cool and has the potential to be a playboy. If it weren't for the lack of some powdery smell, she would be the same as the romantic young man who dranks in a brothel... or a long gown that drags the ground. If the wind blows, it will always be exciting...

Mo Qingcheng saw that the front was slightly open, but it was just right to cover everything that should be covered. The ones that should not be covered are never covered at all. It is sure to be exposed cleanly... Mo Qingcheng looked around like this and felt infinite imagination...

Damn it, fortunately her sponge tissue is not very developed, otherwise, she would not have been able to identify the true body...

But when Mo Qingcheng came in a light blue dress, he once again became the focus of everyone...

Forgive her for oversleeping, but aren't there two seats left empty? You don't think of her like this. She was wearing a mask, not a fairy...

Although Mo Qinghan was silent, the darkness in his black eyes was a bit terrifying...

Who is it? He actually asked her to wear such clothes and wanted her to be the target of public criticism? Or is there any other purpose?

Emperor Feng seemed to have expected Mo Qingcheng to come late, so he only pointed to the small square table closest to him, signaling Mo Qingcheng to sit down...

Mo Qingcheng naturally didn't understand the meaning of the seat, so he just walked over and sat down casually...

Everyone was shocked, but they saw that Emperor Feng didn't say anything. They were now using the adaptability of the officialdom, and then they joked and drank as usual. Everyone thought to themselves, "Who is the origin of that young man, so much is so favored by the emperor...

As soon as Mo Qingcheng sat down, he heard the deep voice of Emperor Feng... It seemed that he was still looking at what he said, Emperor Feng smiled and said to her.

"Shang'er will come soon, you can see the beauty..." Emperor Feng looked very good when he smiled. Mo Qingcheng looked at him and felt like the uncle next door. He was so sharp that he was not annoying, but he heard that Emperor Feng had just finished speaking...

Mo Qingcheng only saw the begonia-like color like stars arching the moon, being supported by someone, as if walking in the hall...

The same stunning face, the same bright clothes... But her shangs never looked so weak... But even if her shangs don't like her, she will not ignore her... But her shangshangs will not say such a lingering voice

"My son wishes my father..."

The glass that Mo Qingcheng had just poured the wine swayed, and the wine spilled all over the table. Mo Qingcheng seemed to have never noticed it, just staring at the woman quietly, as if she wanted to see it from the woman's face and in her heart...

Emperor Feng smiled lovingly and actually came down to help the woman get up... But at this moment, another figure with a crabapple color rushed in...

The black hair without a high tie was just like what Mo Qingcheng saw on the ring that day, it was just bundled in a mess, but it was still amazingly beautiful. The clothes she wore today were the same material as her...

But when he saw the man, he was stunned at first, but it was just a fleeting moment. He turned his gaze again and looked at the Feng Emperor on the dragon throne, with a little sarcastic corner of his mouth and chuckled.

"What? My son will pay my respects in a few days, and my father will have such a big son?"

Emperor Feng's face darkened when he heard this. It was not easy to get angry because Mo Qinghan and others were present. Finally, he smiled and said softly.
Chapter completed!