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

Chapter 28
Could this predestined hero be him?Prince Rui Jingyu.

"Nie Yuan?" Prince Rui picked up the Langhao brush, spread out the white paper, and stained the inkstone with ink, suddenly startled, his hand trembled, the pen in his hand fell, and fell straight onto the white paper.

Immediately, a few drops of ink clouded up, and Mo Ziyuan's heart tightened, she quickly knelt down, and said repeatedly: "My lord, forgive me!" After being heard by him, in the future, it seems that what I say can only be contained in my stomach.

"In the east, it seems to be the dawn of dawn. Looking back, the earth is already bright!" Prince Rui read such a sentence without beginning or end, which made Mo Ziyuan feel baffled.

"My lord, there is a decree from the palace. The emperor wants you to go to the Feilong Palace to discuss matters!" While she was thinking about it, a sudden voice outside the room woke Mo Ziyuan from her contemplation. She raised her eyes reflexively, only to find Rui The prince was looking at her with a smile, his eyes were like needles, as if they wanted to pierce her heart.

"Understood!" Prince Rui smiled slightly, his eyes fell back on the table, and ordered: "You also go down!"

"Slave and servant leave!" Mo Ziyuan knelt down and retreated to the door, and was about to step out when Prince Rui's clear voice came from behind him: "Tonight, you will serve me to bed!"

Mo Ziyuan's body trembled, and she said in a low voice, "Obey!"

After leaving the room, I was still worried about serving the prince to bed at night. It should be just a simple and literal service to bed, and it has nothing to do with sleeping or anything.

Suddenly, a man's thick voice came from far to near, "Mo Ziyuan, Miss Mo!"

Mo Ziyuan turned her head suddenly, looked at him coldly like frost, and hummed softly: "Master Wang! What's the matter!"

"I'm sorry for Taxue!" Wang Yu met her eyes, and there was no sadness or joy in his faint expression.

Mo Ziyuan burst into anger at this moment when she heard Taxue's name, and asked loudly, "I'm sorry? If it's useful, why do you need a servant? No matter what you say, he can't come back to life!" "

After she finished speaking, she turned around angrily, no longer wanting to speak to him anymore, she was afraid that she would not be able to control the urge to kill him.

"I just want to know, who are you...?" Wang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his voice gradually turned serious, and unknown emotions flashed in his eyes.

Mo Ziyuan was taken aback for a moment, then snorted softly: "The slave is Mo Ziyuan! Didn't Master Wang know why?"

As soon as the words were finished, she lifted the hem of her skirt and ran back to the west courtyard as if there was a wind under her feet.

Seeing Mo Ziyuan pushing the door in panting, Lan Yang couldn't help asking, "Sister Ziyuan, what happened? You ran so fast!"

Mo Ziyuan shrugged and said, "Well, I miss our sister Lan Yang!"

Lan Yang snorted and said, "Come on! Did something happen?"

Thinking of Prince Rui's last advice, Mo Ziyuan couldn't help but leisurely said: "My lord told me to serve him to bed tonight!"

Lan Yang's eyes popped out, his chin hit his feet with a bang, and he asked, "Would you like to go to bed?"

Seeing Lan Yang's surprise, Mo Ziyuan couldn't help asking anxiously: "What? What's wrong?"

Lan Yang waved her hand and quickly shook her head: "That's not true, I'm just surprised, the prince always doesn't like people approaching, especially women!"

Mo Ziyuan sighed secretly, and asked: "My lord, what kind of medicine is he selling in this gourd, he wouldn't think about it... take advantage of the dark night and high wind, and plot against me!"

Lan Yang chuckled and said, "Sister, why don't you want to serve the prince so much?"

Mo Ziyuan nodded repeatedly, and replied, "Well, I don't think about it at all!"

Lan Yang sighed again and again, and said: "Good sister, you can see it!"

Mo Ziyuan stretched out her hand to rub her forehead, looked at Lan Yang with shining eyes, but smiled silently.

Lan Yang handed the tea and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, there will be a poetry competition in the city tomorrow, and my sister will take you to relax!"

Mo Ziyuan took a sip of tea, suppressed her joy, and asked cautiously, "Really? Can we go?"

Lan Yang nodded, and said happily: "Tomorrow the prince is not in the mansion, so there is no need for servants to serve him!"

"Great!" Mo Ziyuan looked expectant, thinking that she could go shopping tomorrow, it really made people cheer!

The night was silent and the moon was dim.

Mo Ziyuan stood cautiously outside Hou Zai's house, raised her head, and looked at the sparse treetops in the distance. There were no leaves, the branches were empty, there was no language, and she had a stern expression.On the thick black night, there is a yellowish crescent moon, like a bow and knife, and then there are a few sparse and simple stars, which seem to be inlaid, distant and small, looking like nails nailed into the sky .

The moonlight is so cold, trembling like a gravel, gently hitting the bottom of her heart like a pool of gentle lake water, gently rippling, reflecting bits and pieces of memories of the past.

"Since you're here? Why don't you come in!" Prince Rui's tepid voice sounded from inside the room.

Mo Ziyuan came back to her senses, and timidly pushed the door open.

Inside the house, a lamp is like a bean, and the curtains hang down.

The dim light shone on the man, and his dark robes couldn't hide his extraordinary heroic appearance. He was born with the aura of a king who ruled the world. , Even standing there quietly, she is also magnificent and beautiful, with a unique charm.

Prince Rui's mouth curled into an unpredictable smile, he hooked his right hand lightly, and said, "Girl, undress me!"

Mo Ziyuan held her breath, lowered her head, and tiptoed to his side. Prince Rui was a full head taller than her. Ling Changsui gently untied the sash, and then slowly took off the cloak for him, and finally only the middle clothes were left. After finishing everything, he realized that his palms were covered with beads of sweat.

"My lord, please go to bed early!" Mo Ziyuan put her hands together on her chest, slightly bent her knees, and was about to withdraw.

"Stop! Did the king say to go to bed now?" Prince Rui habitually raised the corners of his mouth, and his voice contained a deep smile.

"What's the matter with the lord..." Mo Ziyuan looked back, frowned slightly, and stared at him strangely, but saw that he suddenly unbuttoned his jacket, and the streamlined and curved mermaid lines all showed that the man's figure was so sexy that it exploded!
Mo Ziyuan swallowed her saliva wordlessly, feeling her head was blank and her mind was in a trance, she hurriedly closed her eyes and shouted, "Ah...you...don't come here!" The deafening voice seemed extraordinarily eerie in this quiet night.

(End of this chapter)