stocking the prince to death

Chapter 922 I Can't Believe
With Ji Ruyue's strong possessiveness towards Mo Qi, she absolutely didn't want to see Mo Qi singing in this situation.

And even though their roles are switched now, Mo Qi is a real woman.

Letting Ji Ruyue play the role of bride on the wedding day is already trampling on his self-esteem.

And in this situation, Mo Qi showed up again, but Yue Mu actually asked Mo Qi to perform his talents!
Yuemu Juebi definitely thinks that he has lived too long.

Sure enough, after hearing Mo Qi's words, Yuemu's smiling expression froze, "Forget it, I'm afraid, baby!"

Without Yuemu's obstruction, the entire Regent's Palace desperately hoped that Mo Qi could go in, so after Yuemu was settled, Mo Qi swaggered in.

The welcoming motorcade stopped in front of the Prince Regent's Mansion. They watched Mo Qi's red dress disappear around the corner, and they all smiled, "Your Majesty is too impatient!"

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But Mo Qi didn't care what happened behind her, she came to the prison palace with ease.

However, when she stood at the door, she hesitated a little.

This kind of hesitation is not the kind of regretful hesitation, but a hesitation similar to the more timid ones near the hometown.

However, when Mo Qi was standing at the door, hesitating, Ji Ruyue in the prison palace suddenly looked at the door.

The door of the prison palace was not closed, so Mo Qi could almost clearly feel Ji Ruyue's fiery eyes under the heavy red silk.

Through the heavy red silk, Mo Qi and Ji Ruyue looked at each other.

Almost instantly, Ji Ruyue rushed out.

Without the red silk, Mo Qi could clearly see Ji Ruyue's more seductive face than before.

With a coquettish face and deep charm, against the backdrop of the red clothes, the flower on the other side of his eyebrows became more and more alluring and dazzling.

If the black-clothed Ji Ruyue is the terrifying God of Death, then the red-clothed Ji Ruyue is the bright and dangerous manjusawa from hell.

The red dress is coquettish and eye-catching.

Mo Qi had never seen Ji Ruyue like this every day, and for a moment, she was a little crazy.

And Ji Ruyue was naturally a little crazy.

He had seen Mo Qi in white clothes and Mo Qi in black clothes, but he had never seen Mo Qi in red wedding dress.

With a golden jade crown, Mo Qi's face is exquisite and dazzling.

Dressed in red, she was a little more stunning than her usual gentleness.

Ji Ruyue almost couldn't wait to hold her in her arms.

"Little Seven...Little Seven..."

But Ji Ruyue was a little afraid to approach, he knew that the picture in front of him was too real, and it was often so real, which made him feel a little fake.

He was afraid that the scene in front of him would be a mirror image.

So he didn't dare to approach Mo Qi for a long time, he was afraid that if he made a move, it would break the beautiful scene in front of him.

Mo Qi suddenly chuckled, "Are you nervous?"

Mo Qi's words had a strange power, which dispelled the haze in Ji Ruyue's heart in an instant, and made his swaying heart seem to be injected with some unknown power in an instant.

Almost instantly, Ji Ruyue tightly embedded Mo Qi into her arms.

With the greatest strength in his life, he seemed to want to integrate Mo Qi into his own flesh and blood.

"Little Seven..."

He had waited too long for this day, and when it came, he couldn't believe it.

The scene in front of me is really beautiful!

(End of this chapter)