Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 163 Improper Arrangement
However, Feng Yue did not expect that Mo Zicheng really began to trust the jade hairpin in Huang Xi's hand.

"Impossible! You lied!"

Feng Yueyuan stared at Huang Xi, and uttered these words firmly.

Hearing Fengyue's rebuttal, Huang Xi was not annoyed, she just smiled, and continued: "If you don't believe me, you can ask, and there is this."

Huang Xi smiled very triumphantly, her pupils glowed with brilliance.

I saw that he opened his wide sleeves, and saw that the small and delicate purple sun pattern outlined with gold thread inside the wide sleeves was so beautiful, the technique was exactly the same as the ones on his cuffs.

Mo Zicheng was a little stunned, his already indifferent face was gradually occupied by paleness, with a glimmer of hope, he quickly walked up to Huang Xi, pinched his wide sleeves, and then looked at his own cuffs, really very similar.

Feeling extremely frustrated, Mo Zicheng pursed his lips.

"what are you doing here."

A soft girl sounded from behind.

"I have seen the king."

"Well, get up!"

Mo Zicheng then turned his head, his eyes were as cold as ice and swept over the chime, he turned his head and let go of Huang Xi's cuffs, walked straight into the house, and closed the two vermilion doors.

His heart was churning but it was full of anger, bit by bit devouring himself.

He will never admit that this feeling in his heart is called jealousy.

After a while, the two who saw him rushing to the ground said coldly: "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

Yin Qing's gaze has been on Mo Zicheng since he came in, watching his back intently until he closed the door with a cold face.

He finished this series in one go, and Feng Yue didn't even react.

He really couldn't figure out why the young master ignored the prince and entered the room as soon as he saw the prince.

Could it be that the young master still hates the prince?

But these days it's not...

The way the two of them got along in the past few days popped up in Fengyue's mind, and he was a little confused at first.

"What are you here for?"

Yin Qing's eyes glued to Mo Zicheng's back were finally blocked by two vermilion lacquered doors, and she turned her bright eyes with some reluctance to meet Huang Xi who was leisurely sitting on the stone bench.

Sure enough, it was the owner of Yuanxia Palace, who quietly avoided the hidden guards of Mu Palace and sat in Ziyang Garden.

Hearing this, Huang Xi casually glanced at Yin Qing, with a suppressed fire in her eyes.

As if this was her own territory, Huang Xi unceremoniously stretched out her hand and poured herself a cup of tea, with a charming look in her eyes and a smile on her lips, "I'm just here to see where I'm going to live in the future, why bother my lord?" mind."

Oh, is that why you don't want him to come?
Seeing her frowning almost suffocated herself to death.

"The prince is optimistic?"

Yin Qing also said polite words, with cold arrows mixed in the words.

Judging from Mo Zicheng's reaction just now, that person must be secretly sulking with her in his heart at this moment!
Huang Xihua's pupils were fixed on Yin Qing's warm and jade-like face, her smiling lips froze calmly, and her heart became angry and irritable because of hearing her words, but she still patiently Temperament, smile unchanged, eyes a little dark, "Look good, I want to live here today."

He just wanted to let Mo Zicheng see clearly the difference between him and what he saw.

He also wants to let him know that it doesn't matter what he thinks first, he, who is later, can also win his title.

There was a spring-like smile on Yin Qing's face, and her lips slightly lifted, "Then follow the prince's wishes. Hongxing!"

Yin Qing's tone suddenly turned cold, and even her bright eyes turned cold.

"Red apricot is here."

Hong Xing slightly bowed and saluted, without much expression on his face, like a well-educated young master, who would have thought that he would be a servant?
"Take good care of the prince, the visitor is a guest, so stay in the Laiju Pavilion."

Laiju Pavilion, just like its name, Laiju, Laiju, Kelaiju.It is the attic specially for guests to live in, it is elegant and quiet, and it is separated by hundreds of thousands of miles from Ziyang Garden.

Huang Xi, who has been inquiring about the Mu Palace for a long time, naturally knows where to live in the pavilion.His eyes were flickering, and he leaned lazily on the stone table, with a casual posture, "I am the prince of a country, no matter how bad it is, I am the master of a party. Is there something wrong with King Mu's arrangement?"

(End of this chapter)