Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 8
Fingers drunk, huh!The leader of the poison, the poisoner, will be in a coma as if he was drunk, but he is conscious, but unable to wake up, and can only die in a coma in the end.

Dare to play tricks in front of her poisonous ancestor, she is really courting death.

Just as Mo Qingli was about to get up to speak, a high-pitched communication sound came suddenly.

"My lord is here..."

I saw Mo Hong and Jun She Cang walking in from the courtyard stepping on the light.

Everyone hurriedly got up to meet them, and Mrs. Song quickly helped her unruly hair, and stepped forward, twisting the waist of the water snake.

Mo Qingli couldn't help smacking her tongue, this Song really made her not know what to say.

After a few breaths, the two had already entered the room, and saw that Jun Shecang was wearing a luxurious dark blue brocade robe today, wrapping his slender and strong body, standing tall and proud, also wearing a blue unicorn ribbon around his waist, holding a Folding Liuyun into a fan, he is personable, with a face that is shockingly beautiful and impeccable.

With a sakura-like smile on the corner of his mouth, Jin Boot stepped forward with steady steps, passing the crowd directly, walked to the chair that Mo Qingli had just made and sat down.

"It just so happens that the king is also hungry. I don't know if I can enjoy the delicious food on the table of the servant."

The deep and introverted voice came to mind in the room, and Song Shi was so frightened that he became alert and his face turned pale.

Mo Hong hurriedly greeted him with a low bow, and said with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty, please go ahead."

Mo Qingli raised her eyebrows suddenly, thinking about it.

"My lord, this white fungus and lotus seed soup is moist and fragrant, and it melts in your mouth, but my aunt specially prepared it. I wonder if my lord is interested in trying it." She smiled slightly, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Jun Shecang with hope.

Seeing Mo Qingli's reaction for the first time, Jun Shecang was stunned for a moment, his body froze slightly, what the hell was this girl thinking.

However, he still cooperated with her and said: "Li'er said yes, of course it is very good."

While speaking, Mo Qingli took a glance at the lotus seed soup and put it in Jun Shecang's hands.

Mo Zhiyan was already dumbfounded with fright, but stared straight at Jun Shecang.

Sweat dripped from Song's hands, his face was pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing that Jun Shecang was about to put the lotus seed soup in his hand to his mouth, Song suddenly yelled: "My lord."

Killing the royal family members is a serious crime, even if she has ten guts, she can't bear it if she wants to punish the nine clans!

Seeing Song's reaction, Jun Shecang understood instantly, and a trace of bloodthirsty coldness flashed through his dark red pupils.

"Why, can't this lotus seed soup be drunk?"

His eyes were burning, and two sharp eyes were directed at the trembling Song Shi. Song Shi was stared at by this cold gaze, his whole body trembled, and he was in a panic.

"No...I mean, the king of dishes... on this table can..."

"Presumptuous" Suddenly, an angry voice suddenly interrupted Song's unspoken words.

Song shuddered in fright, and knelt on the ground with a plop, trembling all over, with a face full of horror.

Jun Shecang flicked his cold sleeves, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped. He looked at Song Shi with cold eyes, and his thin lips parted slightly.

"Mr. Song, are you guilty?" I have to say, this suave prince does have the capital of arrogance.

Song Shi knelt on the ground trembling, she was too scared to speak, she just shook her head violently.

Seeing this, Jun Shecang snorted coldly, and the cold words in his mouth suddenly resounded heavily in this side of the world.

"First, in front of this king, claiming to be me, if you commit an offense, you will be punished. Second, in front of this king, question the decision of this king's concubine, what is your intention?"

One word hit the ground, causing a thousand layers of waves.

Mo Hong quickly knelt down, and said in his mouth, "Forgive me, for a moment, the maidservants are kneeling all over the ground.

Mo Qingli watched this farce with a cold face, indifferent, Song, you asked for this, you can't blame me.

"Since you question the decision of my concubine's love so much, then this bowl of lotus seed soup will reward you." The light words instantly made Song's pale face a little paler.

"My lord..."

"Drink!" The words are like gold, without any fluctuations, like the cold wind from the extreme north, icy cold.

Seeing that there was no way out, Mrs. Song tremblingly climbed to the side of the Eight Immortals, picked up the bowl of seemingly delicious lotus seed soup, hesitated, and drank it slowly.

"Haha, everyone get up, just now, this king was just making a joke with his wife!" Seeing Mrs. Song obediently drinking the bowl of lotus seed soup, Jun Shecang laughed out loud, and instantly returned to his flair Chic appearance.

All the people in the room couldn't help raising their hands to shake off the cold sweat. After a while, they were afraid. Are you kidding me? This is like walking around on the tip of a knife.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Mo Qingli burst out laughing.This Jun Shecang is not just useless!This irritating kung fu is really perfect, even better than her!

Suddenly, just hearing "Ai Ya", Song staggered and almost fell to the ground, but luckily Mo Zhiyan was holding her up.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Mo Zhiyan shouted anxiously, only to see Song's face was pale and her body was shaking unsteadily.

"Since Madam is not feeling well, go down and rest quickly!" Jun Shecang cast a glance at the staggering Song family, with disdain on his face, he spoke unhurriedly.

Mo Zhiyan seemed to be pardoning a great crime, and quickly thanked her with blessings, and helped Song to disappear from everyone's sight.

Mo Qingli smiled embarrassingly, the show is over, and she should go too, but the sky doesn't go according to people's wishes.

Jun Shecang seemed casual and lazy, but Mo Qingli's every move had already caught his eye.

Seeing that Mo Qingli was already showing impatience, he couldn't help but smiled in a low voice, and said calmly: "Your servant, don't bother, the king is here today to pick up the princess to play with."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Mo Qingli's pupils suddenly widened, and she suddenly looked at Jun Shecang. This Jun Shecang is insane, not to mention that unmarried men and women in ancient times could not meet privately before their wedding, let alone play together.

Seeing the playfulness in Jun Shecang's eyes, Mo Qingli paused and let out a cold snort.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to flood the earth, she, Mo Qingli, is not a character who can be bullied. If so, she will be this useless, flirtatious prince.

Hearing Jun Shecang's words for the first time, Mo Hong was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed embarrassment: "This..."

"What's the matter? Your servant has an opinion?" The cold voice instantly choked Mo Hong's unspoken words to death in his throat.

"No, no..." Mo Hong shook his head suddenly, even if he had an opinion, he would not dare to speak in front of this lord. Who doesn't know that the emperor favors the emperor and forgives the lord, and it is not as simple as losing his official position. , it seems that Zhiyan has to think of another way.

It was already evening, and the streets of the capital were still busy with traffic, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going.

Mo Qingli followed Jun Shecang to the bank of Liusha Lake in the capital.

The sky gradually darkened, and night fell slowly.

At this moment, the lights on the shore of Liusha Lake are bright and dim. From a distance, it looks like a crawling fire dragon entrenched in the most prosperous area of ​​Kyoto.

Mo Qingli took the lead in stepping out, standing on the embankment of the lake, sparks shining together, shining on her beautiful and delicate face, as if filling her charming face with another layer of mystery.

The clear lake below is rippling with blue waves and shallow reflections.She looked at the beautiful figure in the water, her red lips were tightly pursed, and the brows were tightly knit together.

What exactly does Jun Shecang want to do?Do you really want to marry him?

No!Mo Qingli instantly extinguished this thought in her heart, leaving aside her dislike of his flirtatious nature, she is not perfect, marrying him will lead to death sooner or later.

In my thoughts, I only heard a brisk and joyful music slowly rippling from the lake, and the blossoming lotus lanterns were washed back and forth under the control of the music, which is really beautiful.

Mo Qingli suddenly raised her head and looked along the source of the sound, only to see a brightly lit painting boat displayed in front of her eyes, and the long and winding jade embankment was illuminated by the light, like a silver snake leading straight to the boat gate.

The screen windows are fluttering, and the lights are against the background, and people are faintly visible inside.

"Let's go." Seeing Mo Qingli staring intently at Huafang, Jun Shecang stepped forward to grab her waist.

"Shua!" Mo Qingli turned around abruptly and dodged sideways, seemingly lazily and casually, but in fact she avoided Jun She Canggu's big palm with sharp fingers.

Jun Shecang obviously didn't expect it, he was startled suddenly, a pair of big palms stopped in mid-air strangely, and it was too late to retract them.

Mo Qingli saw his narrow frown, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his thin lips.

Tell you to take advantage of this girl, hum!This girl is extraordinarily merciful by not chopping off your hands.

Jun Shecang reacted suddenly and withdrew his hand, but his heart was already turbulent. He didn't even see how Mo Qingli escaped.

He didn't care about it, flicked his cold sleeves, opened the folding fan, ignored Mo Qingli, and walked briskly towards Huafang.

Mo Qingli was not in a hurry, she just stood there casually, she wished that this good-for-nothing prince would leave her alone to have fun!
Surrounded by brilliant lights, the sound of silk, bamboo and zither, there was an endless stream of tourists, all raising their eyes to look at her.

When Jun Shecang walked halfway, he turned around abruptly, and found that Mo Qingli was still in place, and suddenly became angry, and shouted: "I still can't keep up!"

Mo Qingli rolled her eyes speechlessly, if she could, she really wanted to prick her with a poisonous needle.

But after thinking about it, she still reluctantly stepped up to follow, it was really overwhelming.

The two walked unhurriedly to Fang's gate, and two or three young women quickly came out to greet them.

"My lord, you're here!" A series of charming voices sounded suddenly, and Mo Qingli couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

"Haha, um!" Jun Shecang stopped a woman in pink next to her, raised her hand and stroked the bridge of the woman's charming nose, and did not forget to take a look at her deep pupils like spring flowers and autumn moons. Mo Qingli behind him.

Mo Qingli sneered at Shen Tong who was looking over at Shang Jun She Cang, and then turned her beautiful face away.

(End of this chapter)