The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 138 For the sake of a beautiful woman, why not be shameless [1]

Yin Luo left Mo Yuxuan with a disappointed face, and stretched out his hand to close the door. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something. He reached out from his sleeve and took out the obsidian that helped her set the steel dart before, and threw it at Mo Yuxuan: "Take it!" go back!"

Mo Yuxuan subconsciously grabbed the obsidian tied with a red wreath knot, and with just one glance, his handsome face became a little weird, and he hurriedly squeezed the obsidian into his palm: "The prince has a lot of these gadgets, I don't like to throw them away. Just do it!"

Yin Luo, brushing away the plan to help Lan Yu with the medicine just now, turned around and left.

Seeing his decisive action, Lan Yu was slightly taken aback. This way, it was really a little bit wrong with that ruffian who was lingering on nothing.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Mo Yuxuan's figure slowed down, and when he turned his head to see the faint surprise in Lan Yu's eyes, his handsome face was rarely hot.

The expression on his face did not change at all, and he did not forget to smile extremely brightly at Lan Yu: "Xiao Yu'er, that medicine is the emperor's favorite, and usually no one will give it to anyone, and it has special effects on various traumas. Going back to the palace and risking your life to steal it for you, you must remember to apply the medicine!"

After finishing the words, he suddenly realized something was wrong, smiled at Lan Yu's hippie smile, raised his feet and walked away quickly.

After walking forward for more than ten steps, the curve of the corner of the mouth gradually subsided, and quietly pulled down a pendant hanging from his waist, spread it in the palm of his hand, and looked at the two obsidian, which had different knots but looked almost the same on the outside!
This kind of obsidian, when each prince was born, the emperor tied it with his own hands. If he guessed correctly, the one that Lan Yu threw to him just now was...
Immediately after, he grabbed the obsidian with an extra hole in his backhand, and lazily walked through the still brightly lit flower forest. In his narrow peach blossom eyes, there was a cunning brilliance, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Non-toxic!" Not a husband! Just for the sake of a beautiful woman, I’m shameless once!”
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windy night
"Prince, do you think Lan He will?"

Mo Xuan stepped on the moon and strode back to Fulin Palace where he lived, listening to Logitech's courageous questioning from behind him, and thinking about the discussion with Lan He just now, his chiseled face tightened even more.

(End of this chapter)