stocking the prince to death

117 Chapter 3
The demonic breath lingers, the black is like a giant dragon hovering and swimming, with a domineering momentum, and the entire prison palace is filled with Ji Ruyue's hostility.

Yuehuo knelt down on both knees, with serious eyes, "All the people sent out have been lost."

He looked at Ji Ruyue's ugly face, and tentatively said, "His Royal Highness may have the ability to protect himself."

"So what?" Ji Ruyue's eyes were indifferent and cruel, with strong tyranny and hostility, and the irritability and dissatisfaction in her eyes were always surrounded from beginning to end. safer?"

Moonfire: "..."

The master is jealous, the master misses the prince!

Why did he take such an incredible thing for granted?

And the prince and master are both men...

Why did he actually think that the master and the prince are a good match?
"Master's side is the safest." Yuehuo nodded solemnly.

"Then why does she always want to leave the house?"

"Maybe...she's blind?" Yuehuo said with a serious expression.

"It's really blind! It's not enough to look at the deity every day, and I still miss Xu Zeling's face!" Ji Ruyue didn't know why, but then thought of how much Mo Qi cared about Xu Zeling.

The corner of Yuehuo's mouth twitched, he felt that the jealous person in front of him was not his wise and powerful master.

Lowering his head and eyebrows, Yuehuo's eyes flashed.

It was time to let the prison secretary and the group see what the master looked like now.

What does not eat the fireworks of the world... Hades, he is obviously an ordinary man with the breath of the human world, okay?
Such changes are obviously obvious to them.

Just thinking about it, Yuehuo looked up, only to find that there was no one in Ji Ruyue's place.
His expression was indifferent.

Oh, it's His Royal Highness who is back.

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When Mo Qi entered the Prince Regent's Mansion, her gaze was fixed. When she returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion last time, she also felt several powerful auras, but now...

The coercion at that time was far less powerful than it is now. Standing within the range of coercion, I felt a little suffocated.

Mo Qi licked her dry lips, wondering what Ji Ruyue was going to do.

Recruiting for horses?

Or was he the master of the jailer?
Mo Qi went straight back to Fanyin Pavilion, feeling a little exhausted from running around all night.

Only when she returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion did her tense nerves relax a bit.

Mo Qi pushed open the door of the dormitory, and walked into the bathtub without even looking at it.

After taking a shower, she brushes her hair, and even then she doesn't show her womanly side.

What if something happened in the middle of the night?
She was bleary-eyed and her hair was half-wet, and she went straight to her bed.

Lifting the curtain, she yawned and lay down directly.

only……

Her eyes suddenly widened.

There is something soft and warm under her body, don't tell her this is a person...

Thinking about it, Mo Qi's neck stiffened, oh my god!Ghost press? ! ! !
"How long are you going to lie on the body?"

Mo Qi: "...?!"

Ji Ruyue? !

She twisted her stiff neck and looked down.

The purpose of entry was indeed Ji Ruyue's face, which was disastrous to the country and the people.

But the hostility in Ji Ruyue's eyes did not hide it.

Mo Qi woke up suddenly, and quickly rolled over from Ji Ruyue, with a rosy and angry face, "It's midnight, what are you doing here?"

Under extreme anger, she didn't even use the word "Ben Gong".

　The soil-eating girl is trembling, tired of giving five-star praise for your recommendation tickets?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)