The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 168 Give it to me willingly

"Home..." The words choked in her throat, and her heart ached like a drop of blood.

Seeing that her complexion was no longer as rosy as before, her heart ached and she blamed herself for a moment, "Little girl, it's all my fault. If I had known that Lu Feng was Tuoba Yi, you wouldn't have suffered like this."

Mo Ziyuan forced a smile, "How can I blame you!"

The twelve princes glanced at each other with distressed eyes, "Little girl, let's go! General Xiao is waiting for us!"

Mo Ziyuan said in surprise: "What, you said... brother is here too?"

The Twelfth Prince nodded, scolded in a low voice, and said: "Well, we have been looking for opportunities outside the palace, and Tuoba Yi surrounded the palace with three floors and three floors outside, and I managed to get in!"

"How about my brother? How about Lan Yang? Have you been implicated?"

A series of questions were asked like a cannonball.

The twelve princes smiled gently, and said: "They are all fine, but, little girl, it's only been a while, and you've lost weight again!"

Mo Ziyuan's complexion changed, and she smiled awkwardly, "I'm trying to lose weight! I used to be too fat!"

The Twelfth Prince knew that she was trying to be brave, so he smiled wryly and said: "Little girl, you have suffered!"

There was a deep warmth in Mo Ziyuan's heart, and she suddenly had the urge to cry, she smiled at him and said, "Thank you, Jing Xiao!"

The eyes of the Twelfth Prince were full of joy, and his bright smile was radiant. Mo Ziyuan had never called him like this before, and this 'Jing Xiao' made him feel so happy that he was about to suffocate!
He asked again in disbelief, "What did you call me?"

Mo Ziyuan repeated: "Jing Xiao!"

The Twelfth Prince couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, stepped forward, held her arms tightly, and said pleasantly: "Little girl, I really like it when you call me like that!"

Mo Ziyuan sneered and said: "You like it, so I will call you like this in the future?"

The Twelfth Prince nodded repeatedly, as if he was afraid that she would go back on his word, calmed down, and immediately said: "See if there is anything you want to bring, we will leave immediately!" After saying this, he handed her a set of palace clothes: "Little girl, Just put on your clothes!"

Mo Ziyuan turned her eyes sideways, but didn't take it, "I'm sorry, I...I can't go!"

Hearing the words, the Twelfth Prince's mind was flustered, and he couldn't help saying: "Little girl, don't worry, I'm here this time to take you away, not to bring you back to Seventh Brother." After a pause, he asked in a low voice : "Are you willing to come with me? From now on, wander the world with me!"

Mo Ziyuan was stunned, and looked at him with her mouth half open, with disbelief written all over her face, and said, "Jing Xiao, you...?"

The Twelfth Prince nodded slightly, and said again: "Follow me!" His eyes were full of expectation.

Mo Ziyuan's eyes sparkled, "I'm sorry, Jing Xiao!" I want to stay, I want revenge.

The latter sentence is just in my heart.

"Why?" The Twelfth Prince frowned worriedly.

As soon as the words fell, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the hall, "Because she promised to marry my highness!"

Tuoba Yi stood outside the hall, looking at this scene mockingly, with a half-smile on his face.

The Twelve Princes stood in front of Mo Ziyuan, with a vigilant expression, and said: "You... nonsense!"

Tuoba Yi came at a leisurely pace, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her, and said indifferently: "Nonsense? My Highness will marry her next month."

Mo Ziyuan glared at him, noncommittal.

The Twelfth Prince grabbed her arm, shook his head and said, "Little girl, did he persecute you?"

"Jing Xiao, I beg you, you go, okay?" Mo Ziyuan could hardly stand, her heart ached so much that she lost consciousness.

Jing Xiao, hurry up, don't let Tuoba Yi hurt you.

The Twelfth Prince turned her around, held her face, and said softly: "Little girl, no matter what happens to you, I don't care, you come with me!"

"The Twelfth Highness of the Xia Kingdom, you are unreasonable to my wife. Even if you have a special status, this Highness will not let you go!" Tuoba Yi roared, and several cold-faced guards appeared in the palace like ghosts. , surrounded the twelve princes.

Although the Twelve Princes' martial arts skills are excellent, they are no match for four hands with two fists. After fighting for a while, they were captured.

Mo Ziyuan's heart twitched, and she shouted loudly: "Tuoba Yi, let Jing Xiao go!"

"Tsk tsk, my Highness's woman pleaded for another man, shouldn't my Highness kill him?" Tuoba Yi laughed evilly.

Mo Ziyuan took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, and said: "I have already promised to marry you, what else do you want?"

"What else do you want? My Highness, I want you to give it to me willingly." Tuoba Yi dragged out his voice and smiled ambiguously, "If you can serve my Highness comfortably, maybe I can think about it !"

The Twelfth Prince gave him a sip, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Little girl, don't promise him, I'd rather die!"

Mo Ziyuan held her breath and replied, "Okay!"

Tuoba Yi smiled deeper, but there was no smile in his eyes, he took her hand and walked towards the bed.

Finally, listen to his order: "lock him up."

Mo Ziyuan carefully followed Tuoba Yi's footsteps, she didn't dare to look back at the eyes of the Twelfth Prince, and she didn't want to see his guilty expression, but she could feel the eyes of the Twelfth Prince pressing her tightly.

There was his unique breath in his nostrils, and the faint and bitter Du Ruo fragrance rushed towards his face.

Startled, Mo Ziyuan flung herself back.

Tuoba Yi snorted coldly, stared at Mo Ziyuan sharply and said, "Why, don't you want to?"

Mo Ziyuan came back to her senses, shook her head like a rattle, and said softly: "Yes!"

"Then why are you still standing there?" Tuoba Yi's voice gradually turned serious.

Mo Ziyuan was startled, and scorned her for a while. Under the blue sky, she walked slowly to Tuoba Yi's side, and tried to untie his robe jerkyly, but she didn't untie it for a long time. Funny said: "How can you please Prince Rui like this? No wonder..."

Mo Ziyuan's fingers were fixed in the air, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously.

Seeing her face change slightly, Tuoba Yi whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice: "However, His Highness likes you like this!"

As he spoke, he opened his thin lips, inserted his fingers into her hair, held her pink face and kissed her.

Mo Ziyuan's mind was chaotic, she wanted to refuse.

But the Twelfth Prince was in his hands, so she had no choice but to close her eyes slowly and let the tears flood.

Feeling the bursts of cold liquid on his face, Tuoba Yi chuckled and said, "You didn't cry that day, but you shed tears because of him? Could it be that I'm not even as good as that Jing Xiao?"

Mo Ziyuan said these two words with trembling lips: "No!" But she added in her heart: He is human, and you are not human, how can you compare?
(End of this chapter)