This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

Mo bamboo a listen, immediately excited clap palm, he toward Mo from a thumbs up.

"Big brother, you are really good. You are worthy of being my big brother. You have a perfect plan. Let the princess replace Nangong Rou, and the prince round the house, why didn't I expect? This is a wonderful move. Nangongrou, a deep-seated woman, doesn't deserve the Lord. I don't want her to sully the Lord. Let's do as you want Mo bamboo excited way.

"Well, the Lord is drunk. Let's help him to the bedchamber so that he won't wake up." Mo Li said.

"Well, I agree with you, Mo Li. You're so smart. You're so thoughtful. Go, you two. I'll give you a break here. " The wind gently shakes the folding fan, reaches out and knocks the cerebellar pouch melon of the stranger to show praise, and faces the way of two people smiling.

"Why do you let it go? Do we need air? We are just helping the Lord in. Come on, Mo Zhu, let's help him on one side. Lao Feng, you can lift the Lord's leg. " Mo Li Dao.

Seeing this, Mo Zhu goes to help Chu xuanchen.

They helped Chu xuanchen and walked forward, but Chu xuanchen was too tall. When they helped him, his legs were all dragged to the ground. The wind was light and the wind was blowing. For fear that the king's legs would be damaged by the stone slab, they had to run over and lift his feet.

"Heaven, I swear, this is the first time I do this kind of thing, and it's the first time I lift someone's foot. Although this foot is a noble king's foot, how can it have the same taste as Mo Zhu's? " The wind gently said with a frown.

Mo bamboo immediately angrily glared at him, "old wind, who said my feet have taste? Did you come close and smell it? Also, how can you say such a handsome, romantic prince? Let readers see what to do? "

"That's it. Whose feet don't smell? It's the feet of the immortals. If you don't wash them this day, they will taste good, right? Besides, I didn't smell it. " Mo Li also protects the way of the Lord's heart.

Feng Qingyang nodded quickly, "yes, it's my fault. The king's feet are fragrant, and his whole body is fragrant. He is the banished immortal who comes down to earth. The reincarnation of Xiangfei is the most fragrant."

"That's about the same." They nodded with satisfaction.

"Where are you going to take me... I want a princess, I want a princess..." at this time, Chu xuanchen suddenly yelled and made a sound, which immediately scared the three people.

But after he finished, the head shrugged down again.

"Lord, you are drunk. We will take you to the palace to have a rest." Mo Li Dao.

Chu xuanchen closed his eyes and said, "I don't want a concubine. I only want a concubine... Don't force me. Who forces me? Who did I cut..."

"Look at him. In this state, dare you call Nangong Rou?" Mo Li Dao.

Finally, the three talents carried Chu xuanchen into the bedroom. As soon as he touched the bed, he went to sleep.

Mo Li then said to Mo Zhu, "Mo Zhu, go quickly and bring Rou side imperial concubine. She probably can't wait for a long time."

"Deler, I'll send her myself." Mo Zhu said and left.

Mo Li hastened to direct the wind to light up and hid all the oil lamps, candles, horse lanterns and other lighting tools in the main hall. Only one window was opened to let the light moon shine in, so that the main hall would not be too dark.

"Lao Feng, do you have any cigarettes there?" At this time, Mo Li was hiding under the bed, pouting a big round and upright son, and asked the wind blowing gently with a weed in his mouth.