The devil is chasing his wife

Chapter 276

Among the several men present, only Mo Yanji had a calm expression.

However, only he himself knows how turbulent and turbulent his heart is.

People like them were born in the emperor's family, and there were endless battles in the palace, so it was easy to hide their thoughts and emotions.

What's more, now, they all have their own tasks and missions, so they will not reveal their true reflection to the people present.

Immediately, the corners of Mo Yanji's lips curled slightly, and he smiled lightly.

His naughty appearance, coupled with those peach blossom eyes, really shook people's hearts and made women mesmerized.

Mu Junhong glanced at Mo Yanji, looked at Meier, and nodded slightly.

Meier understands!

Holding the hem of the skirt, she floated to Mo Yanji's side like a weak willow supporting the wind, "My lord, can I see Meier serving you?"

On the other hand, Nan Xiansi and Helian Xiao laughed playfully.

Looking at the majestic and dignified person in front of him, Taohua's eyes shot out a cold light that seemed to be there, even though he quickly covered it up, he was still noticed.

Although they are all young, although they all have kind faces, and although they are all praised and admired by the world, they know in their hearts that they are not as gentle and gentle as they appear on the surface.

Harshness, for them, comes from the bottom of their bones, and they are born with it.

They even felt that Mo Yanji, who didn't like to be touched by outsiders, would reach out to block Meier's boneless waist, and with a push, Meier fell into Moyanji's arms.

And Mei'er didn't respond, just stared at him with a bewildered expression, until he couldn't help but gently squeezed her palm.

Then, Mo Yanji's joyful laughter was heard overflowing from his chest, and everyone present couldn't help being shocked.

However, everyone's thoughts were still pulled back by the sound of the music that followed.

The prince had to sigh from the bottom of his heart, this time the six spring buildings in Xuancheng were closed for a day, and it was surprising that there would be such a big deal!
After that, Yuan'er, Hui'er, Rou'er and Yue'er all amazed those present.

This has never been seen in other places in Chongming Mainland!

The last one to appear was Xi'er from Furongyuan, and the singing once again attracted everyone.

Moonlight is rare, who is making cold clothes

Look at the end of the world and think of Junsi's hometown

The snow fell overnight and the north wind was fast

Thousands of miles together

Playing the Qiang flute on the top of Ronghuameng
War is not a crime and the flames burn for several seasons
Tonight, Guanshan is covered with snow and the north wind is strong

Thousands of miles away, heart-to-heart connection
To be together in this life or to be cherished in the next life
why don't you always understand the riddle
Only when I look back suddenly do I remember silently
The end of the world only shadows who to follow
Zhiqing sends cold clothes from a thousand miles away
If successful, Guan Ling will return to his hometown
tonight

The blood-stained yellow sand, the soul returns to rest

The moonlight slant tonight like He Xi
Xue Huafei's return has not yet been announced
Tonight is even more leaking and tearless relatives
Green silk becomes snow and hairpins
If you want to live, you can't die, like love and parting
Someday you'll understand the riddle

Huangquan Biluo went from now to two places
Reminiscences under the snow and moon in thousands of mountains
To be together in this life or to be cherished in the next life
why don't you always understand the riddle
Only when I look back suddenly do I remember silently
The end of the world only shadows who to follow
Huangquan Biluo went from now to two places
Reminiscences under the snow and moon in thousands of mountains
Moonlight is rare, who is making cold clothes

The end of the world, the soul returns to its hometown
Tonight, no snow, no sunshine, no sadness

The two look at each other and the wind blows gently
The singing voice is poignant, ringing like dewdrops on bamboo leaves, and so intriguing.

If Meier's singing moved Mo Yanji's heart, then Xi'er's singing definitely confused him!

(End of this chapter)