The queen fell out of favor: male concubine, spoil me quickly

Lang Xi, don't get me wrong, this is just a metaphor. "

Before Mo Lanxi could say anything, Wen Renxiu was unwilling. He shook his hands, pointed at Le Xi's nose and scolded angrily: "You idiot, whoever has the same fate as you, and whoever tells you I will I will definitely lose to him."

Le Xie pointed at He Tianzi, and said to him seriously: "I'm serious, if you don't join hands with her, you will definitely not be able to beat Lang Xi, and I will only persuade you for your own good."

Wen Renxiu was impassioned, ashamed and indignant. He had long lost his previous elegant demeanor, tearing his throat and screaming, while leaning over to pat the table, pointing his fingers frantically: "Bah, who cares that you treat me well. Mo Lanxi, if you hit me today, my lord I will definitely accompany you to the end, whoever is cowardly will be the grandson."

Le Lian thought it was very interesting, so he laughed.

Mo Langxi in this room took a look at his wife-in-law, smiled, and put the long sword back into the scabbard.

The atmosphere in the inn was very mysterious. While fearful, all the people who were still waiting to see the show were obediently squatting on their respective hiding seats, refusing to blink for a second, for fear of missing this show that was even better than singing on the stage." A wonderful scene where a man fights for the crown and a woman fights for the crown and turns into a beauty".

Everyone's cognition can only reach this level.Anyone who looks at this picture will also be dreamy.Two young men in brocade clothes were about to fight, as the saying goes, the palm of the hand is flesh, and the back of the hand is also flesh. Immediately afterwards, a girl carved in powder and jade, who looked like a person in a painting, jumped out immediately.

Tsk tsk, this scene is really once in a thousand years, but I don't know if the one in black is the mistress, or the one holding the sword is the lover?

But see the newcomers laugh, but never hear the old ones cry, this is the law of the ages.

Not to mention the current emperor, but ordinary poor people, which woman doesn't have three wives and four concubines!

This is something that everyone in the world knows, but Mo Lanxi knows more.He knows that Le likes to be happy with a beautiful man, but it is like liking for flowers and trees, what he loves is his color, what he admires is his appearance, what he cherishes is a heart of admiration from afar, not a playful intention.

But now, Mo Lanxi somehow felt that the man in front of him was different, and he couldn't tell what was different.Only his intuition kept telling him that Le Xi seemed to have the idea that he could only play with this man but not watch him from afar, and that feeling was vague and unclear.

This realization made him very comforted.However, she didn't have any special feelings for him. Could it be that he was overhearted, or that after following her for a long time, now that he had a daughter, he was tired and wanted to shrink back?Or is it that the freshness of love can't keep up with the passage of time, she is already tired of herself, so what about that Luo Xingshu raised in the deep palace?Was she tired of him as early?Is the current Luo Xingshu the same as Mo Lanxi in the future?

All kinds of thoughts in Mo Lanxi's mind were tightly entangled like water plants. It was okay if he didn't think about it, but it would be even more chaotic if he thought about it. The more he struggled, the more he couldn't get rid of it.

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The furious and arrogant Wen Renxiu, because of Mo Lanxi's silence, became even more angry, jumped up, landed on the square table in front of him, and said condescendingly: "Today, it's not that you won't fight if you don't want to fight!" call taxi."

Mo Langxi's heart was flustered, his eyebrows were cold, and he grabbed the hilt of his sword.