The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 486 The Abyss of Desire

In the carriage, Zhuang Jiang leaned against the carriage, yawning lazily.She was really sleepy, because what she did today was really exhausting.

But on the contrary to her, Mo Zhao was unusually energetic.

He lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the street, and watched the pedestrians coming and going, with a glint in his eyes.

With a smile on his handsome face, he was as dazzling as the rising sun.

As a result, a group of women on the street stopped and couldn't help casting shy glances at him.

For a moment, Zhuang Jiang felt that Mo Zhao seemed to like the capital city and his current life very much.

His cheerfulness and sunshine seem to be a sharp weapon to attract women, which is irresistible.

Of course, she was not included among these women.

Because she always felt that Mo Zhao was a little strange.It is a kind of intuition, which cannot be explained clearly.

Perhaps, she is overthinking it.

"Princess, where do you hang out on weekdays? I see that the streets over there are very popular with women. Have you ever been there?"

Mo Zhao pointed to a street of flowers, excited.

Glancing at Huajie, Zhuang Jiang's mouth twitched.Because she couldn't tell whether Mo Zhao was really stupid or not.

"Your Highness, that is Huajie Liuxiang. There are many women in brothels. It's not that they are very popular with women. It's just men."

Her casual answer made Mo Zhao suddenly realize.

With his back to Zhuang Jiang, Mo Zhao looked at the men swaggering into Huajie, his eyes seemed to be filled with darkness.

The gloom became more and more obvious when seeing the shoulders and backs of the men and women, and the charming smile of the woman.

The body tensed slowly, and then seemed to reach a certain limit, and relaxed a little bit.

Looking back suddenly, he looked at Zhuang Jiang with a smile, but saw the girl closed her eyes and rested, not paying attention to his actions.

This time, he relaxed, but with resentment in his chest.

Because it proved that Zhuang Jiang didn't care about him.

Don't care at all.

He is always deliberately attracting women's attention, watching them blushing, secretly shy, and then falling to the bottom in an instant.

He had been trying to use this move against Zhuang Jiang.

But he was surprised to find that Zhuang Jiang was like a rock, impervious to oil and salt.

The more she keeps doing this, the more she can arouse his competitiveness.

Zhuang Jiang's perfection made him want to destroy.

The carriage continued to move forward slowly, Zhuang Jiang was drowsy.She didn't have the energy to pay attention to Mo Zhao beside her.

She didn't even know what Mo Zhao was planning in his dark heart.

Because it was just like what Mo Zhao thought, because she didn't care at all.

The carriage arrived at the imperial city, and Zhuang Jiang and Mo Zhao went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation together.The two chatted softly on the road, and they were quite happy.

It wasn't until he entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation that Zhuang Jiang went straight to see Emperor Qing.And Mo Zhao was called away by the imperial concubine.

In the side hall, the imperial concubine looked at Mo Zhao carefully with her beautiful red eyes.

This handsome and handsome young man is very similar to the concubine Xian back then.That gentle, talented, kind-hearted woman.

"Mo Zhao, how have you been doing all these years?"

After choking for a moment, the imperial concubine asked.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, her dignity and elegance permeated every move.She was born noble and highly regarded.

But at the same time, she is also one of the culprits of his suffering away from the capital.

Concubine, Empress, Concubine Liang and Mo Yonghong.

All these ruined him and his mother and concubine, and lost everyone. Why should they get away with it and shine in front of others?

He is not reconciled, no, he has never been reconciled for a moment.But now, his resentment has turned into deep resentment, making him want to subvert everything.

Above ten thousand people, Ling Bu Qing Yun.

(End of this chapter)