The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 367 Is it all a play?
The evening sun is gradually dimming, and the sunset glow in the sky leaps to the top of the mountain made of white clouds, dyeing the whole sky with magnificent splendor.

With Zhuang Jiang on his back, Mo Linyuan was speechless all the way.

The face that was not covered by the silver mask was gloomy, and it was about to drip water.What do you mean, finish the scene with him?

Could it be that all the previous experience, all the trust, was just a play in her eyes?
And what does the sentence "I don't know if it's still possible" mean?

He suddenly felt that Zhuang Jiang was very close to him, yet very far away.

Full of doubts and suspicions, they finally returned to the government office after several ups and downs.

Mo Linyuan was about to pull Zhuang Jiang down and ask everything clearly, but suddenly found that the girl on her back was breathing evenly and fell into a deep sleep.

In desperation, he could only follow Qingyan and bring Zhuang Jiang back to the room.

"Uncle, why don't you stay here and watch while I go out?"

Qing Yan put her hands behind her back and blinked her eyes quite wisely.Right now, she can't call Mo Linyuan His Highness the Ninth Highness, so she will naturally call her Young Master.

The young man's phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, and he had already taken off his mask.

It's just that there are layers of shadows between the eyebrows, which cannot be dissipated for a long time.

So much so that Qing Yan felt that the surroundings were eerie.

Miss, is this a quarrel with His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince?

Now that Yan Feng is not here, she doesn't even have anyone to share the joys and sorrows...

"You stay here, I still have something to do, I want to see the prefect of Lin."

After taking a few careful glances at Zhuang Jiang, a sarcasm flickered across the corner of Mo Linyuan's mouth.

He stood up, flicked his sleeves, and disappeared in front of the door.That icy aura seemed to dissipate as he left.

Just when Qingyan was trembling secretly, Zhuang Jiang who was on the bed slowly sat up.

Looking at the door not far away, he was silent and lost in thought.

"Miss, you, are you not asleep?"

Qing Yan was taken aback, but the way she looked at Zhuang Jiang was very strange.

The jade hand brushed against the ear, and rolled up the blue silk casually, Zhuang Jiang looked at the bright eyes of the door, with a wry smile.

She could even fool Qing Yan, but she couldn't fool Mo Linyuan after all.

This man is too smart, so smart that even a casual sigh from her can make him discover the clue.

Yes, she shouldn't have said those words.

"Qingyan, do you think Beicang is a secular place, okay?"

Looking up at Qingyan, Zhuang Jiang's voice was terrifyingly calm.Those clear and bright eyes seemed to have a faint purple light because of this.

"Good, not good."

Qingyan answered truthfully.

"People here are unpredictable, and there are traps and suspicions everywhere. But there are also a lot of delicious food here..."

Having said that, Qingyan paused for a moment, seemed to think of something, and said sullenly:

"Also, enthusiastic and interesting people who can accompany me in martial arts competitions."

"What if one day we have to leave here?"

Zhuang Jiang smiled, but asked this question calmly.

At this moment, Qing Yan was stunned.

Because she felt that Miss' words came too suddenly.

"Miss, do you want to..."

"No, I just suddenly remembered my identity and responsibility. I'm warning myself, and I'm also warning you. No matter how long it takes, there will be a day when we leave."

The delicate red lips raised a smile, a bit bitter, but decisive.

"So both I and you should understand."

So many things happened during this period, and she was so happy that she even forgot the crisis and responsibility.

Until today, she met Du Shi.

That cup of sweet-scented osmanthus tea is sweet and sweet, like the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus.But in fact, it is not sweet-scented osmanthus at all, but Mengpocao, a famous witch medicine.

The art of the witch clan can control mortals.

Using Mengcao as a guide, coupled with witchcraft to confuse the soul, you will get the person who has lost his mind.

(End of this chapter)