Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 830

Such an ugly entourage is naturally Qu Changsheng.

The corners of Qu Changsheng's mouth twitched. Mo Jijiu had covered her with a layer of black and yellow powder when he came, covering up her original skin color, and then dotted her face several times.

He was wearing the clothes of the lowest servant in Shen's residence, and he followed Mo Hejiu like a scavenger.

This is also good, and it is convenient for her to observe.

Qu Changsheng tried his best to blend himself into the scenery.

The corners of Mo Hejiu's mouth hooked slightly, and he sneered back:
"It's better to bring an ugly one than a beautiful one. Don't be caught by some old pervert on the way, and you will be knocked out and carry it back and carry it home."

There are other meanings in these words, the eldest prince raised his brows without being annoyed, and looked at him with a smile, just at this moment someone came to tell at the door:
"Master, someone is here."

"Who?" Prince Chang's eyes were still glued to Mo Hejiu's face.

"It's your nephew."

The smile on the eldest prince's face gradually withdrew, and turned a little cold: "Let him in."

nephew?Qu Changsheng pondered for a while, then widened his eyes.

His nephew is either a prince or a prince!
But don't be the one she thinks!

Thinking to himself thousands of times when the door was pushed open, Qu Changsheng secretly averted his eyes and stared at the soap boots that stepped in.

The black ones were without a single embellishment, but the spotless snow-white soap boots that immediately followed behind him made Qu Changsheng's heart skip a beat.

She didn't dare to be sure who was the first one, but the one who could come with the first one, and it was still wearing white——

"I'm Shen Wansheng, and I've seen Prince Chang."

Ying Chen bowed respectfully.

Qu Changsheng trembled all over, like a little white rabbit, he leaned closer to Mo Hejiu's side, wanting to blend himself into the scenery completely and not attract others' attention.

"Changjue is surrounded by hidden dragons and crouching tigers." Prince Chang smiled and said, "Sit down."

It was a coincidence that he was sitting opposite them.

Ying Chen glanced lazily over Mo Hejiu, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly put his eyes on the little Douding next to Mo Hejiu, squinting his eyes.

Ok?
Qu Changsheng's back was tense, and she sneaked a glance, surprised by the stern eyes, she suddenly lowered her head, and swallowed uncomfortably.

Gu Changjue also noticed that the two men on the opposite side looked at Qu Changsheng carefully, and at the same time gave Mo Hejiu suspicious eyes, as if saying:
Give me an explanation.

Mo Jijiu never expected that he brought Qu Changsheng out once, and was actually seen by these two people.

He was also uncomfortable, especially when he felt Qu Changsheng squeeze towards him, Yingchen's eyes were almost like knives.

"Don't squeeze, I only have this big space!" He angrily reprimanded in a low voice.

Qu Changsheng lowered his head firmly, almost suffering from cervical spondylosis:

"But the two of them have been looking at me..."

"Both of them have been watching me too."

Mo Hejiu straightened Qu Changsheng's body, straightened his clothes, and Shi Shiran stood up:

"Since you have a distinguished guest, I won't bother you any more, and I will take my leave first."

As he spoke, he picked up Qu Changsheng, whose feet were limp, and stepped back.

"Hold on."

Ying Chen suddenly said: "I just came in, why are we leaving?"

Gu Changjue leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, and smiled at Qu Changsheng:
"Isn't that right? We're just here to catch up with uncle. Don't delay, uncle's guest, please sit down."

Mo Hejiu and Qu Changsheng were tense and straight, like children who did something wrong and were caught on the spot.

The eldest prince naturally didn't know the reason for this:
"You two sit down quickly, you have to eat later."

Qu Changsheng frowned, standing there, neither retreating nor advancing.

Yingchen hissed lazily, "It seems that I can't do it without invitation."

He walked up to Qu Changsheng and stretched out his hand. The wide sleeves just blocked the movement of the two of them, but in fact those cold fingers held Qu Changsheng's wrist tightly.

Qu Changsheng trembled all over, and raised his head.

Ying Chen smiled, "Stay here for dinner."

(End of this chapter)