Princess Consort Is No Pushover

When Mo Zhu heard this, he clapped his hands excitedly, and he gave Mo Li a thumbs up.

"Brother, you are really amazing, you are worthy of my eldest brother. The strategy you think is perfect and comprehensive. How could I not expect the princess to replace Nangongrou and round off with the prince? This is a great trick, and Nangongrou has a deep heart. A woman, she is not worthy of the prince, I don't want her to defile the prince, then we will do what you want." Mo Zhu said excitedly.

"Well, the prince is already drunk, then let's help him to the sleeping hall quickly, lest he wake up." Mo Li said.

"Okay, I approve of your idea, Mo Li, you are so smart, your little head thinks so well. You two go quickly, I am here to let you out." Feng Qingyang shook the folding fan and reached out to knock He knocked on Mo Li's little head to show his praise, and said with a smile at the two.

"Why do you let the wind go? Do we need it? We are the upright and upright prince to help the prince in, come on, Mo Zhu, we two will help one side, old Feng, you come and lift the prince's leg." Mo Li said.

Mo Zhu saw this and hurried to help Chu Xuanchen.

The two of them helped Chu Xuanchen and walked forward, but Chu Xuanchen was too tall. When they were supporting him, both of his legs were dragged to the ground, and the wind lightly saw him, for fear that the prince’s legs would be knocked on the stone. Bad, I had to ran over and lifted his foot.

"City, I dare to swear, this is the first time I have done this kind of thing, and it is the first time to lift someone else's foot. Although this foot is the foot of the noble prince, how can it taste like Mo Zhu's?" Feng Qing Yang frowned and said.

Mo Zhu immediately glared at him with annoyance, "Old Feng, who said that my feet smell? Have you smelled it? And, how can you say that about the handsome and suave prince? Let the readers see how. manage?"

"That is, whose feet don't smell? It's the feet of the gods. If you don't wash it this day, they will smell. Besides, why didn't I smell it." Mo Li also protected the Lord earnestly.

Feng Qingyang hurriedly nodded, "Yes, it's my fault. The prince's feet are fragrant, and his whole body is fragrant. He is the banished immortal and the reincarnated concubine, he is the most fragrant."

"It's pretty much the same." The two nodded in satisfaction.

"Where are you going to take this king... This king wants the princess, and the princess..." At this moment, Chu Xuanchen suddenly mumbled, and the three of them were startled.

But after he finished speaking, the other end shrugged again.

"Master, you are drunk, we will take you into the hall to rest." Mo Li said.

Chu Xuanchen closed his eyes and said uncomfortably, "I don’t want to be gentle with my concubine, I only want the concubine... Don’t force me, whoever forces me, who did I cut..."

"Look at him, in this state, do you dare to call Nangong Rou?" Mo Li said.

Finally, the three of them carried Chu Xuanchen into the sleeping hall. As soon as he touched the bed, he fell asleep.

Mo Li said to Mo Zhu, "Mo Zhu, go and bring Concubine Roubian. She probably won't be in a hurry."

"Dele, I'll pass her over by myself." Mo Zhu left after speaking.

Mo Li hurriedly directed the wind to rise and hid all the oil lamps, candles, lanterns and other lighting tools in the hall. Only one window was opened to let the light moonlight shine in, so that the hall would not be too light. Pitch black.

"Lao Feng, is there any smoke in your place?" At this moment, Mo Li lay down under the bed to hide, pouting a big, round and straight scorpion, and asked the breeze with a weed in his mouth.