The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 232
Mo Qingcheng and his party went down the mountain together like this. The coachman at the foot of the mountain was still waiting at the same place. Seeing these people coming down suddenly, they were a little flustered. Fortunately, Wu Shuangshuang and the others had a carriage. Di Jiuyang, Mo Qingcheng and Situ Qi , and made the coachman's carriage.

When they arrived at the palace, Di Jiuyang, Situ Qi, and Mo Qingcheng got off the car, and the butler came out to greet him. He consciously stepped forward and gave the coachman ten taels of silver, and the coachman left happily. He never expected to earn so much money.

Wu Shuangshuang and his party stopped at the Twelve Princes' Mansion for a while, and Wu Shuangshuang jumped off the carriage. It was obviously a very vulgar action, but Wu Shuangshuang did it very freely.

Wu Shuangshuang came to Di Jiuyang with a bright smile on his face, which was a bit different from the gentleness of the women in the boudoir, with a hint of boldness.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, both of you are going back first, so let's say goodbye."

Wu Shuangshuang's return to the General's Mansion was originally not on the way, but Wu Shuangshuang followed the door of the house for the reason of sending Di Jiuyang and others back.

When Wu Shuangshuang left, she looked at Mo Qingcheng again, a deep meaning flashed in her eyes, and then left.

Mo Qingcheng watched Wu Shuangshuang leave with his bodyguards, stared at Wu Shuangshuang's leaving back in a daze, and did not regain consciousness until the housekeeper reminded Mo Qingcheng, looking back, Di Jiuyang and Situ Qi had already left.

Mo Qingcheng sighed helplessly, as long as there are people, she is a little guest, and Di Jiuyang is the noble Twelve Princes. It is no wonder that she is a beautiful woman by Di Jiuyang's side, and no one takes herself seriously.

Identity, grow up!
Mo Qingcheng urgently needs these now.

On the second day, Mo Qingcheng returned to the Mo Mansion, cooked some food himself, and brought Xiaoxi and Linglong back to the General's Mansion.

When Leng Bixuan heard that her granddaughter was here, she was overjoyed, the smile on her face never disappeared.

"Qing'er, you girl, it's been a while since you came here."

Leng Bixuan thought of letting Mo Qingcheng live in the General's Mansion, but because of the reputation of the General's Mansion, Mo Qingcheng disagreed. Leng Bixuan couldn't help but feel distressed when she was outside as a girl.

Her precious granddaughter, who is clearly the jewel in the palm of her hand, has lived a harder life than ordinary people. They all thought that Mo Qingcheng had a prime minister father who didn't distinguish between black and white, and his son and concubine.

Mo Qingcheng smiled and held Leng Bixuan's hand, and spoke coquettishly.

"Grandma, haven't you been busy recently, and my granddaughter is now with the Twelve Princes, no one dares to bully me."

What's more, the guards sent by my uncle are all elites, even if someone wants to bully him, it is impossible, not to mention that Mo Qingcheng himself is capable.

Leng Bixuan was shaken by Mo Qingcheng's arm, there was really nothing she could do about it, the grandsons and granddaughters in the mansion, as long as she lowered their faces, who would not be afraid, but Mo Qingcheng was not afraid at all, and always had a way to make her angry Can't get up.

You Ru knew that Mo Qingcheng was coming, so he didn't even go to the Taiyuan Academy. After knowing that Mo Qingcheng was coming, he came here directly. He didn't see him for a few days, and he seemed to think that Mo Qingcheng looked much better.

This is true. In the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Mo Qingcheng’s clothes are not good to eat, but when he arrived at the Twelve Prince’s Mansion, Di Jiuyang asked the kitchen to change his body to recuperate Mo Qingcheng’s body. Now Mo Qingcheng’s skin is fair and supple. The ink clothes, however, looked like noble fabrics, plus Mo Qingcheng's whole body style, he looked like a nobleman in the palace.

(End of this chapter)