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

Chapter 25

"These women include you?" Mo Ziyuan smiled slyly.

Lan Yang blushed pretty, and retorted: "Sister Ziyuan, I only have respect for the prince!"

"Admiration is the first step of love! Congratulations, you have stepped into the ranks of women who have broken through the threshold!" Mo Ziyuan nodded, looking at the beauty in the bronze mirror with muscles like gathered snow, temples like clouds, and curving emerald green, I couldn't help muttering in my heart: Is this still me?

"Hush! Sister Ziyuan, you can't chew your tongue in the palace, be careful if others hear you, we will suffer!" Lan Yang made a silent movement, then pulled Mo Ziyuan up, and said softly: "Sister, You are on duty today, I will watch from the sidelines, try to say as little as possible, and don’t anger the prince! My sister knows that my sister is a person of true temperament, but the prince has a noble status. If you disobey once, he may find it new and won’t be with you Care about, but if you still act according to your temper, sooner or later the prince will kill you!"

This elder sister Mo Ziyuan, although she has a carefree personality and acts recklessly, is very kind. Last time she did not hesitate to offend the twelve princes for herself, and she has already regarded her as her own sister in her heart.

Mo Ziyuan's body trembled, and Lan Yang's words made her feel a basin of cold water pouring down her body from top to bottom, which was icy cold.

Thinking about it carefully, what Lan Yang said is true. The battle for the throne in ancient times has always been bloody and bloody, with swords and swords. How can she stand in this intriguing court for so many years and become the only prince who can be crowned king? What can such an ignorant man stand against.

Therefore, Mo Ziyuan solemnly agreed to Lan Yang and said: "Lan Yang, I promise you, I will abide by my duty today, and I will be proud of serving the prince, and I will do my best until I die!"

Lan Yang nodded in satisfaction, and said, "That's right! Have you clearly remembered the prince's habits, hobbies, and taboos that I told you last night?"

Mo Ziyuan patted her chest and said resolutely, "It's all here!"

"The lord should have gotten up now, let's wait for him outside the courtyard first!" Lan Yang took Mo Ziyuan's cold hand, and said in surprise, "Sister, why are your hands so cold?"

Mo Ziyuan felt warm in her heart, and said with a smile: "It's okay, my hands and feet will be cold in winter!"

"Well, sister, let's go!" Lan Yang smiled brightly, and her steps were methodical.

Mo Ziyuan asked suspiciously: "Lan Yang, don't we want to wait for the prince to get up?" The men mentioned in ancient TV dramas seem to stretch out their hands with clothes. Since they are personal maids, they should be asked to wait for the prince to get up.

Lan Yang replied: "My lord doesn't like people to wait on you and get up!"

"Why doesn't the lord like to be served? Is there some secret? Hiding a woman? Or..." Mo Ziyuan leaned close to Lan Yang's ear and said mysteriously: "Masculine features are not obvious?"

Frightened by her words, Lan Yang jumped up and said in a low voice: "My good sister, can you stop talking nonsense! This is something we slaves can talk about!"

Mo Ziyuan made a face at her, frowned and said in surprise, "It's normal for us to discuss in private!"

Lan Yang shook her head with a broken smile: "Sister, don't say this to the second person!"

Mo Ziyuan assured: "Of course, I only dare to tell my sister!"

Lan Yang said that the prince often practiced sword under the plum tree outside the courtyard, and they, as poor servants, would make tea and pass handkerchiefs for him, lower their heads and eyes, and wait quietly.

Today, snowflakes are flying, Mo Ziyuan silently looks at the white snow that looks like white lotus, catkins, and pear blossoms, gently falling down, and stretches out her hands to catch the crystal clear snowflakes, watching it slowly falling in the palm of her hand. Melting, pure white in my heart, although I have seen snow in modern times, but this is the first time I have seen the snow scene with beautiful makeup and Yushu Qionghua like this, it is really refreshing.

After standing for a while, her legs and feet were a little sore, Mo Ziyuan whispered, "Your lord, why are you so unpunctual for sword practice, making us wait so long?"

Lan Yang cleared her voice and said, "Sister, when you get up, the prince will read the book first, and then come to practice swords!"

When Mo Ziyuan heard this, she really wanted to cry, "Ah... If you hadn't said it earlier, if I had known, I would have dreamed about Duke Zhou. I didn't eat any food, and I drank the northwest wind here!"

Lan Yang shrugged and said, "It must be prepared in advance, there is no reason for the master to wait for the servants!"

Mo Ziyuan curled her lips helplessly, "You are right, but the prince is not here, why don't we... make a snowman to play!"

Seeing such a beautiful scenery in the morning, I couldn't resist the urge to build a snowman. I squeezed a snow ball in my hand and threw it at Lan Yang who was looking anxious. I couldn't help laughing. : "Hahaha, Lan Yang, look at the trick!"

Lan Yang didn't dodge, the snowball just landed on her body, Lan Yang said helplessly: "Sister, be careful of catching a cold."

"Where is it so easy to get sick?" Mo Ziyuan started to build a snowman with a smile on her face. First she made a small snowball, then rolled a big snowball as the snowman's body, then made a snowman's head, and let Lan Yang found some small stones and twigs, and in this way, a lifelike snowman came into being.

And not far away, all this has already fallen into the eyes of Prince Rui. The light and bouncing figure under the plum blossom tree, and the clear and clear laughter like a nightingale's light cry, made him unconsciously raise the corners of his mouth, not wanting to be a little bit After dressing up, she turned out to be so bright as a spring flower. I saw her starry eyes slightly angry, her pupils cut water, without makeup, but her color was like the morning glow reflecting snow. It can be described as extremely pure beauty. It seems that since meeting her, he has always been cold The calm heart gradually became a little eager and restless.

"Lan Yang, who do you think this snowman looks like?" Mo Ziyuan looked at her achievement, her eyes rolling, the more she looked, the more she couldn't stop smiling.

Lan Yang looked at it for a long time, pouted her small mouth, and said distressedly: "I can't guess it!"

Mo Ziyuan raised her eyebrows and continued to smile: "Isn't it like a prince? You see, this eyebrow is always horizontal, and this face often has a poker face, hahaha..."

"What do you mean by poker face?" Suddenly, a clear male voice came.

"I don't even know the poker face, but the poker face is..." Mo Ziyuan turned her head suddenly, and a black figure came into view. When she saw the person coming, she was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned pale.

The visitor was none other than Prince Rui Jingyu.

Lan Yang came back to her senses, and immediately knelt down to salute, "Your maidservant sees the prince!"

(End of this chapter)