Enchanting Ugly Princess

As soon as they rushed in, they were stunned. Mo Lin was standing beside a huge ice coffin, looking at Princess mordu, who was lying dead inside.

Mo Lin's tears fell down, and he didn't care to wipe them. He just gazed at the ice coffin.

Zhu Zimo glanced around, and saw that the small wooden house was spotless, especially a cup of chrysanthemum tea just made on the table. The light fragrance of chrysanthemum came out of the small tea bowl, which made people relaxed and happy.

"Who put her in the ice coffin?" Mo Yunxiao opens his mouth doubtfully.

"It's like someone just left!" Zhu Zimo pulled Mo Yunxiao's sleeve and pointed to the tea bowl.

Mo Yunxiao raised his eyelids and looked at Zhu Zimo. Their eyes swept behind the window.

Faintly, it seems to be able to see the reflection of things flashing, Zhu Zimo is very clear, it is a girl's headdress, in the sunshine outside, the bright light.

Zhu Zimo nodded to Mo Yunxiao, and then without saying a word, he jumped out of the open window. Then there was a girl's scream in his ear. Then Mo Yunxiao jumped out of the window, spread his arms and stopped the girl's escape.

"Why? Why are you Mo Yunxiao and Zhu Zimo were stunned there at the same time, and a strange color flashed across their eyes.

"Who is it?" Mo Lin, who heard the movement, ran out from the inside. When he saw the girl's appearance, he exclaimed in surprise: "Jiang Xiao!" Then he rushed over and held her in his arms.

"Mo Lin!" The girl, who is called Jiangxiao, was very happy when she saw Mo Lin.

"Is she Jiangxiao? Why as like as two peas Shanghai? Mo Yunxiao frowned and muttered.

"I see. They must be twin sisters!" Zhu Zimo had an idea and said.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhu Zimo's words, the red gauze raised her head from Mo Lin's arms, and her smart eyes looked up and down at Zhu Zimo.

"Tell us, are you and Princess Mordor twin sisters?" Zhu Zimo came to her side, smiling at her with curved eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Mo Lin saw that Jiang Xiao was a little afraid, so he raised his face and scolded Zhu Zimo.

"Why are you so fierce? I won't eat her again Zhu Zimo didn't give Mo Lin a white eye curiously.

At this time the red gauze seems to be worried about Mo Lin trouble, carefully pulled Mo Lin's sleeve.

"Xiao'er, tell me what's going on? Who's that guy in there? As like as two peas? " Mo Lin also had doubts in his heart, so he asked first.

"She's my sister!" Said Jiang Xiao in a low voice.

"Your sister?" Mo Lin is a Leng, anxious again ask: "how did not hear you to say?"

"My sister forced me. Don't let me tell you!" Crimson gauze said with red eyes.

"Who met me that night?" Mo Lin suddenly calm face asks a way.

"It's me! it's me! You don't have to doubt that it's me who will meet you in the evening! " Jiang Xiao's little hand tugged at Mo Lin's skirt, as if for fear that he would be angry and leave.

"Xiao'er, tell me what's going on?" Mo Lin was slightly relieved. The uncomfortable feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Who are they?" Jiang Xiao's vigilant eyes looked at Zhu Zimo and Mo Yunxiao, as if with a strong guard against them.

Zhu Zimo was amused by her vigilant expression and said: "who do you think we are? Is it not that you and your sister made a game and brought us here just to redeem the fifth prince with grain? "

"We have to. Don't blame my sister!" Jiang Xiao pursed her little lips to argue with her sister.

"What is the last resort? What do you want to say for your sister when she has done all those shameful things? " Mo Yunxiao's cold voice made Jiang Xiao shiver and get into Mo Lin's arms.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao'er. He's my brother. He won't do anything to you!" Mo Lin comforts her.

"Well!" Jiang Xiao nodded, summoned up courage, looked up from Mo Lin's arms and said, "my sister did this for the people of mordu. In the past year, we mordu suffered the worst drought in a hundred years, and the people were suffering. Then one day, the commanders who went out to look for food came back and said they met the fifth Prince motorcade of Mo Yin, Considering that Mo Yin is a big grain producing country, my sister would like to hijack Mo Lin in exchange for our food needs for a year! "

"If it's just food, it's all right, but your sister is shameless enough to give me medicine!" Mo Yunxiao cheered coldly."I'm sorry!" Jiang Xiao scared a small face white, hurriedly to Mo Yunxiao apology.

"Brother Huang, don't you talk about Xiao'er. Haven't you already got revenge?" Mo Lin looks up at Mo Yunxiao, and the warning is obvious.

As clever as Zhu Zimo, he naturally understands what Mo Lin means. That is to say, he has killed Princess mordu, but he is guarding Jiangxiao. He can't say it, so as not to increase Jiangxiao's hostility.

"I know that my sister has done a lot of bad things, so God will revenge the people of Mordor, but she still cares about the life and death of the people, so she came up with such a way!" Jiang Xiao hung her head and whispered.

"What did your sister do?" Zhu Zimo moved in his heart and asked.

"My sister, she!" It seemed that there was something hard to say about her, but she didn't say it directly.

"Xiao'er, if you feel embarrassed, you don't have to say it!" Mo Lin holds her shoulder painfully and says.

"It's not difficult. I just think it's something I can't look back on!" Jiang Xiao said bitterly.

"What did she do?" Zhu Zimo said impatiently.

"I told you not to ask, you have no brain?" Mo Lin can't help but scold Zhu Zimo.

On one side, Mo Yunxiao's face turned black and said in a cold voice, "who are you talking to?"

Mo Lin looks at Zhu Zimo and looks at Mo Yunxiao in fear. He drops his head and stops talking.

Mo Yunxiao turned his eyes to Jiang Xiao and frowned: "you demons have always been with me. No matter what happened to you demons, you shouldn't pay attention to me!"

"I know, I know, but this time I'm really in trouble. Without food, we can't survive. We can only starve to death!" Jiang Xiao said sadly.

"Don't be sad, Xiao'er. The grain has been sent to you. My brother is here to redeem me with grain this time." Mo Lin comforts Jiang Xiao.

Zhu Zimo rolled his eyes at Mo Lin in his heart. Son, do you think your father is really so generous and willing to take one year's harvest of Mo Yin to export you back? Don't dream, that grain except a car is real, the rest are stones!

"Thank you, Mo Lin, for saving our magic capital. Every member of our magic capital is very grateful to you!" The red silk flushes Mo Lin sweet smile, that cheek side of two small dimples, appear more beautiful.

"Miss Jiangxiao, now our grain has been delivered. Should you let Mo Lin go back?" In order to avoid a long night's dream, Zhu Zimo stopped worrying about what happened to the devil and asked her to let go.

"If I don't go, I haven't seen the people of Mordor get food. How can I go?" Mo Lin immediately refused.