The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 723 How to Talk to Your Grandpa

Mo Xiang'an led a group of people in the dark pavilion, and pretended to follow suit, but in fact he was extremely disdainful.

From the power of the dragon?

A group of rebels are quite good at putting gold on their faces.

Prosperity and wealth?

I don't even think about whether I have a life to enjoy.

Once you succeed, your bones will dry up, not to mention your master, tsk.

While raising their arms and shouting along with the rebels, they silently calculated the difference in numbers between the two sides in their hearts.

Hey, it's a pity that the Gusu Pavilion base camp is inside the capital, and Yingge and the others also have other tasks, otherwise they will wipe out these scumbags in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, he was a little annoyed——

It can't be done by their people alone, can Xiao Yunzhi come to meet up?

Judging from the number of people they have mixed in at present, the ratio of the number of people on their own side to that of the enemy is about one to five.

They are so good, most people can hit five at a time, and it is generally not a problem.

But it's only "roughly", isn't there still a small number of players who can only play two or two and a half?

Besides, there are too many people there and shameless, if there is a siege, right...

All in all, there are risks.

And this is only a part of Xiao Yunming's troops, more people still gather every day.

Assi, why is there still no movement from the prince?
What did the pavilion master write in the letter to the prince?

Hey, why is he so honest, he really didn't peek.

Could it be that the pavilion master blew herself up?

Didn't it mean that Mrs. Peony's love affair was too outrageous to let the prince know?
Oh no, the pavilion master concealed her identity because it was rumored that she was having an affair with all the shopkeepers?
What a big deal! Really, when he was still the eldest son of the Mo family, did he care about the many affairs?

The pavilion master just doesn't understand men well enough, why are they so stingy and easy to care about...

Just as he was thinking, an overly excited man next to him swung his arm and bumped into the thin figure behind him.

After realizing that he had bumped into someone, the man turned his head and looked at Zhao'er, who was wrapped in a loose men's clothes and changed his face, with disgust: "You don't have eyes, don't you know why?"

Mo Xiang'an became angry immediately, and as soon as he let go of his wrist, the knife weighing more than ten kilograms flew over and hit the man on the forehead.

The man let out a scream and was quickly drowned out by the excited shouts of killing. He stepped forward in two or three steps to settle an account with Mo Xiangan. The latter was faster than him, and kicked him immediately: "Are you blind? Didn't you see?" Did my knife fly out? I don’t know how to pick it up for me?”

The facial features of the masculinity twisted: "You hit me with a knife on a horse, and I picked it up for you? Do you think I'm a dog?"

Mo Xiang Ante spat on the ground with disdain: "It's not big or small, how can you talk to your grandpa?"

The man was enraged successfully, he raised his fist and swung it.

Zhao'er looked at this side worriedly, but because she knew that she was only adding to the chaos by going forward, she could only cheer Mo Xiang'an silently with her two small fists and eyes wide open.

Mo Xiangan: ...

Grass!
He punched the man on the bridge of the nose, causing blood to splash from his nose.

Damn it, the little girl is dry and thin, neither charming nor enchanting!
Obviously, he used to like the kind of big beauties with protruding front and back, the kind that feel particularly good when pinched!

He never hesitated to take a look at this kind of bean sprouts.

Later, when he stayed in Gusu Pavilion, aside from other things, all kinds of beauties were seductive enough. Logically speaking, his vision in this area should only increase but not decrease.

But why, why?

Why can't I stop looking at that shriveled little girl?
(End of this chapter)