stocking the prince to death

Chapter 500 Can't Be a Husband?

Mo Qi secretly rolled his eyelids, "You have a big face."

Although it is said that the matchmaker's words were ordered by the parents in ancient times, the relationship between her and Ji Ruyue was originally of the kind that shocked the world. If I add another one, I am afraid that there will be a few more things to talk about.

Think about Ji Ruyue refusing to respect Lan Yan's confidant in the future, and then exempting herself from the death penalty because she is the emperor of the nine clans...

Gee!
Enough people in the capital said that they couldn't stop doing that for three days and three nights!

Mo Qi pursed his lips, and the smile in his eyes suddenly grew stronger, "So, what are you going to do?"

"Xiao Qi just looks at it!"

"Hey!" Mo Qi pulled the quilt up, she looked at the top of the bed, feeling a little worried, "What if I accidentally drive Mo Cang to death... Then I'm going to be the emperor?"

"My deity helps you."

"Cut! I don't care about these things. It's just that if you become an emperor, you will be exhausted and have children in groups, fighting for that position... don't be too..."

"Too much?"

"Too excited!" Mo Qi became excited all of a sudden, not noticing Ji Ruyue's gloomy gaze.

At this time, the three of Yuehuo had already left, and Mo Qi directly lifted the quilt, "Thinking of Mo Cang's current state, I always feel very happy."

Mo Cang was obviously her father, and this body was also fought for the throne.

But now, seeing that Mo Cang turned his father and son against each other for his own throne, and his princes also have all kinds of schemes and tricks, just for that position.

The Mo clan, the great heavenly sage, can't find any warmth.

This kind of life is so hard that it explodes!

And Mo Cang is obviously the one who suffers the most!

Hearing this, Ji Ruyue smiled softly.

Mo Qi glared at him, "I'm not wrong!"

"Well, that's right."

Seeing that Ji Ruyue was subdued, Mo Qi smiled and covered the quilt again, lay down and closed his eyes, "I'll sleep for a while, it's not good to be tortured by you."

Hearing this, Ji Ruyue paused, "You haven't started to toss about your husband, so you can't do it?"

"You can't do it!" Mo Qi turned sideways.

"My husband... can't?" Ji Ruyue didn't speak for a long time, so long that Mo Qi almost fell asleep, but before she fell asleep, Ji Ruyue suddenly lifted Mo Qi's quilt.

Then he grabbed Mo Qi's belt, and with one force, the belt, which was not tight at all, suddenly fell apart.

Because it was for sleeping, Mo Qi only wore a thin undershirt, which was only secured with a belt.

Now being pulled by Ji Ruyue like this, her clothes fell apart immediately.

Ji Ruyue's deep eyes fell on Mo Qi's thin chest.

Her chest, which was as white as jade, was as white as snow, and her icy muscles and bones didn't look like a man's skin at all, and the two red beans entered Ji Ruyue's eyes in an instant, making Ji Ruyue's eyes darker for an instant.

This is the body of a boy.

Ji Ruyue, who was a little shaken by Xia An's words before, is now a little bit convinced.

His Xiaoqi is really a man.

Mo Qi's face turned red, and she quickly gathered her clothes together. She gave Ji Ruyue a white look, and gritted her teeth, "Why are you fussing?"

Covering the demonic charm in her eyes, Ji Ruyue said in a low tone, "If you ascend to the throne, will you be the Sangong and Liuyuan, the three thousand beauties, or the three thousand male concubines?"

Mo Qi choked, the words stuck in her throat, unable to utter or swallow, she cleared her throat with a look of disgust,
"What the hell is going on in your head!"

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(End of this chapter)