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

Chapter 223
Mo Ziyuan sat in a spacious black-painted carriage, thinking of meeting her long-lost relatives, her mood became very good for no reason.

But there was a person sitting on pins and needles in the carriage, not for any other reason, but because the princess in front of him left the palace without authorization, and brought her along with her.

After taking a bite of the fragrant pear, Mo Ziyuan leaned lazily on the cushion, and glanced at her from the corner of her eye, "Lan Yang, what expression do you have? Do you want to show respect?"

Lan Yang blushed, and asked again: "Princess, do you really not need to tell the prince?"

Mo Ziyuan glared at her angrily, "I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so verbose, where am I going, and I have to report to Jing Laoqi? I'm not his prisoner."

"..."

Seeing her dignified appearance, Mo Ziyuan gave her a look of "I'm here, you can rest assured" and changed the topic, "How's the time going?"

"Princess, servant girl, it's fine, I just miss you so much."

"Lan Yang, don't you..."

Seeing Mo Ziyuan's ambiguous smile, Lan Yang frowned, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be something?"

The corner of Mo Ziyuan's mouth twitched slightly, "Lan Yang, actually you really love me?"

Lan Yang couldn't help shivering Lingling, and said angrily: "My good princess, don't make fun of your slaves."

"There is no one else here, if you don't make fun of you, you will be bored to death, okay, let's get down to business, hurry up!"

Listening to her urging, Lan Yang herself was fine. Thinking of Prince Rui, she couldn't help but said: "Princess, since you left that day, slaves often see the prince in a daze alone, looking at your precious books for a night .In the past, people who didn’t drink too much often got drunk. One day, I heard him calling you from a distance.”

After listening, Mo Ziyuan just said "oh".

After listening to her, she fell into deep thought. In fact, even though Jing Yu had no love for Dong Jingxuan about today's matter, at least she had been with him for so long, and he would have some affection for him, otherwise he would not have loved Dong Jingxuan before. She would be afraid that Dong Jingxuan would not be able to bear being defiled by the prince and would admit the child in her belly.

This time, Jing Yu reckoned that he wanted to make himself feel at ease, and that's why he was so resolute to Dong Jingxuan, but, no matter what, he couldn't belittle his life like that.

How the future will develop, she can't predict, she only hopes that the two will grow old together without illness or disaster, and Dong Jingxuan, in terms of love, there is no such thing as giving in, she loves him, unless he gives up on her, otherwise, no matter what , she won't let go.

Thinking of this, the carriage suddenly stopped with a "wheeze", followed by a sharp female voice.

"Baoqin, go and see who doesn't have eyes!"

Mo Ziyuan opened the corner of the curtain to look, and met the eyes of the woman with her hands on her hips who was about to question her.

Mo Ziyuan glanced slightly, and saw that the woman was wearing a green shirt, although she was dressed as a maid, but the material of that dress was not something that ordinary people owned, and beside the woman stood another girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate appearance Beautiful, with a fair complexion and a beautiful face, and her lower abdomen is already slightly bulging.

"What's going on?" Mo Ziyuan retracted her gaze and asked softly.

The groom replied tremblingly: "It has been raining heavily recently, and there are many potholes on this road. Just now our carriage passed by and splashed the corner of this lady's skirt."

After the groom finished speaking, Mo Ziyuan looked away, and sure enough, she saw that the pregnant lady's Luo skirt was stained.

"Ma'am, I'm really sorry for soiling your clothes!" Mo Ziyuan jumped off the carriage and walked to the lady.

(End of this chapter)