stocking the prince to death

Chapter 527 There is a hole in the brain! ! !

A smile flashed across Ji Ruyue's eyes, his voice was gentle, but it couldn't conceal the charm of his metal texture, and his coquettish words,
"Although I want to find the extremely low blood scorpion this morning, my husband doesn't want to wrong Xiaoqi."

The man paused, his voice was low and drunk with sunshine, and he said with a smile: "I heard that today is the temple fair in Yulan City, Xiao Qi doesn't want to go for a stroll?"

When Mo Qi heard this, she straightened up immediately, and she nodded her head pretending to be serious, "You actually said it sincerely, so I will reluctantly agree to go shopping with you."

There was no rush to go to northern Xinjiang, and she never wronged herself.

Life is alive, you should enjoy yourself in time.

Mo Qi curled his lips, looking forward to the so-called temple fair.

Magnolia City is the closest big city to the capital, and its prosperity is no less than that of the capital.

Its temple fair is still extremely grand.

Mo Qi tugged at Ji Ruyue's sleeves, and Ji Ruyue's eyes were reflected in his eyes, which were deep, but couldn't conceal the deep feeling in his eyes.

She hooked her lips, "Are you sure you're not a good one?"

"Hmm." Ji Ruyue didn't hide it, his fingers were intertwined with Mo Qi's, and his voice was loose, "In the past 50 years, every temple fair in Yulan City has been held by Rong Cuiwei."

After saying that, he glanced at Mo Qi, saw the surprise in her eyes, and immediately hooked his lips, "The Rong family has three generations of queens, this is the temple fair set by No.1 Empress Yu Ren."

Mo Qi looked curious, "And then?"

Although she is the prince, she doesn't know everything.

Ji Ruyue took a look at Mo Qi, and said in a low tone, "Empress Yuren's intention was to commemorate her meeting with Emperor Yuanxi at that time, but the temple fair will become bigger step by step. But the host has always been the head of the Rong family. "

"Oh..." Mo Qi nodded with anticipation in his eyes, "That means my grandfather is here now?"

"Actually, that's right."

Mo Qi curled her mouth, she hadn't seen Rong Cui Wei for a long time.

In her previous life, her grandfather was such a loving old man.

Mo Qi pursed her lips, and nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

Ji Ruyue only thought that Mo Qi wanted to accommodate Cui Wei, she didn't say anything, but just squeezed Mo Qi's hand a little tighter.

Mo Qi smiled back at him.

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The carriage moved forward slowly, and suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Mo Qi accidentally jumped forward, and Ji Ruyue grabbed her into her arms again.

She frowned, "What's going on?"

Ji Ruyue also turned cold, "Yuehuo!"

Yuehuo lifted the curtain, "Master, you are the leader of the Demon Cult."

Demon Lord!

As soon as these four words came out, Ji Ruyue's breath suddenly sank.

Mo Qi also narrowed her eyes immediately, and she looked out.

The corner of the curtain raised by the moon fire just exposed a corner of Si Bai's clothes.

The snow-white robe is not stained with dust, and even a gust of wind can't shake the corner of the robe.

Just as Mo Qi was about to say something, a gust of air flowed from Ji Ruyue's hand and hit Yuehuo's wrist.

Yuehuo was in pain, and the hand that raised the curtain retracted like this, and the curtain naturally fell down.

Mo Qi glanced at Ji Ruyue with a half-smile.

Do you also eat this kind of vinegar?
Ji Ruyue's face was stinky, and he looked at Mo Qi dissatisfied, "What's so good about him!"

Mo Qi: "..."

She was angry and laughed at the same time, Ji Ruyue was out of her mind!
It's still the kind of hole that can't be filled in 300 years!

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(End of this chapter)