The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 390 Your Majesty, Your Mask Has Been Lost 42
Yin Ran'er curled the corners of her mouth, in a good mood, and let Mo Qing go.

She held his hand, and the two avoided the group of people from the palace, walked along a remote path with few people, and soon returned to the palace.

Standing outside the high red palace wall, Mo Qing was wearing a black shirt and did not carry a palace badge with him, and was still thinking about how to get in.

Yin Ran'er let go of Mo Qing's hand, and took two steps to jump over the wall.

Mo Qing: "..."

She reached out to Mo Qing, motioning for him to give her his hand.

No matter how powerful the little goblin is at playing tricks, he is only a civil servant in this plane.To put it bluntly, there is no power to restrain the chicken.

After all, all schemes are vulnerable to absolute strength!
Mo Qing was silent for a while, and seemed to be unable to think of a better way for the time being.He didn't hesitate, he directly grabbed Yin Ran'er's outstretched hand, used his strength to climb up the palace wall, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

Yin Ran'er jumped off the wall, landed firmly inside the palace wall, turned around and stretched out her arms, "Jump."

The young man's face was reddish, his handsome face looked paler against the backdrop of the black shirt, and a suspicious blush gradually appeared on the tip of his ears.

It seems that I have to take time to learn martial arts...

Mo Qing thought.

One minute later, Yin Ran'er carried the boy back to Ziyuan Palace with satisfaction.

In fact, the boy was quite tall, and it seemed a bit weird to be hugged by Yin Ran'er like this, but in a sense, it was inexplicably harmonious.

The palace was bustling and bustling, and the fireworks continued.Ziyuan Palace was exceptionally quiet, with a feeling of indifference to the world, and the light from the windows dimmed.

In the sleeping hall, Yin Ran'er was lying on the bed, hugging the boy.

Mo Qing seemed a little uncomfortable at first, but after waiting for a while, he still took her into his arms, and soon fell asleep.

This time, I slept very peacefully.

The next day.

Early in the morning, a white carrier pigeon landed on the window and flapped its wings a few times.

Mo Qing woke up and caught a glimpse of the white carrier pigeon.He gently took away the girl's hand on his waist, and then got up and walked to the window.

——The flower picker appeared in the west of the city and committed crimes again, come quickly!

The handwriting is a bit sloppy, which shows how eager the messenger is.

After Mo Qing destroyed the note, he changed into a white dress like before, as gentle as jade.His fingertips paused on the black shirt from yesterday, and he put the black shirt away for storage.

Mo Qing opened the door of the dormitory, and before going out, he glanced back. The curtains on both sides of the bed were scattered, and a slender figure who was still sleeping soundly on the bed could be vaguely seen.

He smiled helplessly before turning around and going out the door, leaving Ziyuan Palace.

Lying on the bed, Yin Ran'er slowly opened her eyes. After a while, she closed them again, turned over and continued to sleep.

The little fairy has to learn to take care of herself, and she can't worry about everything...

South of the city.

The entire inn of Fumanlou was surrounded by the imperial guards, and the surrounding area was impenetrable, so one could tell at a glance that something serious had happened.

Ordinary people didn't know what happened, but they were a little flustered and curious when they saw such a big battle, and they stood and watched from a distance.

Soon, a low-end carriage stopped in front of Fumanlou, and a handsome young man in white came out from inside. Looking at his aura like that of an exile, one could tell that he was extraordinary.

Mo Zehua just came out of Fumanlou, saw him, and hurried over, trying to bring him in.

"What happened?" Mo Qing asked while walking.

Mentioning this, Mo Zehua's expression turned ugly: "Last night, the flower picker committed another crime with such audacity, and even found Princess Mingzhen..."

(End of this chapter)