Mo Jiecheng finished bathing and changing clothes in the courtyard. He didn't even use dinner, so he went to Ji Wanrong's Chuyun Garden.
It's late summer and the nights are still a bit hot.
Mo Jiecheng had obviously just finished taking a shower, but he was sweating profusely because of the long walk.
He frowned and wiped the sweat, feeling dissatisfied with Chongzhou again in his heart.
In the past, he asked Chongzhou to assign the princess to the yard farthest from him. However, this Chongzhou didn't even try to persuade her, but just did it honestly.
Now every time he walks into Ji Wanrong's yard, he is asking for trouble!
At this moment, Mo Jiecheng had secretly decided to find an opportunity for Ji Wanrong to move to the courtyard, or to move directly to his main courtyard.
In this way, every time I go to her house at night, I only need to take two steps, which is convenient.
It would also allow the young prince, whom the Queen Mother and Aunt Li longed for, to arrive earlier.
Mo Jiecheng thought and couldn't help but giggle twice.
As he was about to reach Chu Yunyuan, he saw a huddled figure in the shadow of the corner of Chu Yunyuan's entrance.
"Who is hiding here secretly?"
Mo Jiecheng pressed his sword with one hand and roared.
The jet-black figure shrank for a moment, then raised his head, and Mo Jiecheng saw Chongzhou's face.
Chongzhou flattened his mouth and widened his tearful eyes, looking very aggrieved.
"My lord, you are finally here!"
He stood up suddenly and wanted to pounce on him. Mo Jiecheng's pupils trembled, and he quickly held the scabbard and blocked it.
"If you have something to say, don't cuddle between men. Where is your dignity and face as the first hidden guard of Prince Han's Mansion?"
Chongzhou stamped his foot heavily, looking angry: "The dignified first hidden guard in Prince Han's Mansion was driven out by the princess, who was beating and scolding him with his shoes!"
"While beating me, she also said that she doesn't care about second-hand goods!"
Mo Jiecheng's eyebrows suddenly knitted together, and he took a deep breath: "Is she talking about you, or this king's ruby head and face?"
Chongzhou lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I haven't even taken out my ruby head and face, but a shoe flew towards my front!"
If the ruby head and face have not been taken out, then the second-hand goods are heavy boats.
Fortunately...fortunately...
I'm talking about Chongzhou, not his ruby-red head.
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, his frown slowly relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then patted Chongzhou on the shoulder.
"It's okay, second-hand goods are second-hand goods. You are my king's subordinate. In the eyes of your princess, you are just a second-hand goods. It's not a curse. I'm a man. Just listen to it and be nice to your princess. , she takes her shoes and beats you with her own hands, you are lucky."
Ji Wanrong seemed to be in a bad mood tonight.
Fortunately, I'm talking about Chongzhou. Well, Chongzhou, I just said it.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiecheng straightened his chest and pushed open the door of Chuyun Garden with confidence.
After listening to Mo Jiecheng's comfort, Chongzhou nodded heavily, feeling that it made sense.
The master's comfort really had a miraculous effect. He was beaten with a shoe by the princess, but no one else had it! At this moment, he was in a much better mood, and he followed Mo Jiecheng bravely.
Just opened the door.
What flew in front of me was a shoe, heading towards the facade of Mojie City at an alarming speed.
An unpleasant sour smell rushed into the tip of Mo Jiecheng's nose, and he managed to avoid it with a quick flash of his eyes and hands.
"Master, do the princess's shoes still smell a little bit?" Chongzhou reached out and pinched his nose.
Mo Jiecheng frowned and looked at him seriously.
Then he glanced into the courtyard, turned up the volume, and spoke righteously: "This is called this place with a special flavor. Common people like you don't understand, but I like it very much!"
Mo Jiecheng's voice echoed throughout the courtyard.
A woman's sneer came from the silent courtyard: "Chongzhou, didn't I tell you before? Second-hand goods are not welcome in Chuyun Garden. Didn't you convey this notice to your master?"
When Mo Jiecheng heard what Ji Wanrong meant, he paused and froze on the spot.
Chongzhou's smiling voice came to his ears: "Master, it turns out that the princess is not talking about this subordinate. Thank you for your comfort just now. I feel much better now."
Mo Jiecheng's face suddenly turned dark, and he frowned and looked at Chongzhou.
Chongzhou suddenly came back to his senses, "Could it be that the princess is talking about you?"
After he said this, his eyes flashed suddenly, he took a deep breath, and covered his mouth in panic.
The corners of Mo Jiecheng's eyes twitched, his face became darker, and he was filled with evil aura.
Chongzhou mustered up the courage to comfort him, with some sympathy and pity in his heart: "It's okay, second-hand goods are second-hand goods. You used to like the second miss of the Ji family, and now you have Concubine Gu. She was originally a second-hand goods. This It’s not a curse word, please don’t get angry——”
Before Chongzhou finished speaking his words of comfort, he saw Mo Jiecheng's chest rise and fall suddenly, changed his steps, and walked angrily towards Ji Wanrong's house.
Chongzhou was weak, pitiful, and helpless, looking at Mo Jiecheng's back.
This is how the master comforted him just now.
Why is he so angry now after hearing this?
Mo Jiecheng made a "bang" sound and angrily pushed open the door of Ji Wanrong's house.
Then he saw Ji Wanrong lying on the soft couch, reading a book.
She was neatly dressed, with her feet crossed with a relaxed look on her face, obviously not ready for him to go to bed.
Mo Jiecheng scanned her whole body and found that she was wearing a pair of embroidered shoes!
"You have shoes on your feet. Where did the shoes you just threw at me come from?"
Ji Wanrong slowly raised her head from the couch to look at him: "It's the skinny monkey in my yard before. He was imprisoned after he assassinated you. There is still a pair of shoes in his house."
Mo Jiecheng was startled.
Just listen to Ji Wanrong continue to ask: "I just heard in the yard that you like them very much? I didn't know you had such a hobby. He probably has a few pairs in the house. You can take them back with you on the way."
The corner of Mo Jiecheng's mouth twitched suddenly.
"Why are you leaving? I came here to ask you to serve me. Not only did you offend me, but you also drove me away. Is this what you would do to a princess?"
Mo Jiecheng stepped forward with his thigh and walked a few steps, then walked to Ji Wanrong and sat down next to him.
He reached out and held Ji Wanrong's wrist, and suddenly pulled Ji Wanrong's reading hand away.
Mo Jiecheng was so strong that Ji Wanrong could only raise his head to look at him.
Ji Wanrong put down the book obediently and raised his head slightly, and Mo Jiecheng saw her white face, reflected in the candlelight.
She was still so beautiful, but there was no expression on her beautiful face.
Mo Jiecheng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he asked in a deep tone: "What is your expression?"
When Ji Wanrong heard this, she smiled slowly, and then said: "I don't have any expression. I am abiding by my duties as a princess in the palace now, and I will also divorce myself according to our agreement."
