Quick-wearing evildoer host online short guard

Chapter 59
As winter entered, the weather became cold day by day, and Mojichen still had no letter. Mo Chen knew that something must have happened.

That day, news came from the palace that the empress misses the concubine and wants to let the concubine stay with her in the palace for a few days.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Mo Chen's mouth, he should come, he will come, and he replied that he would go, so Mo Chen sat down and continued drinking tea.

"Host, there hasn't been any moths in Yuan Qingchen for half a year, why did it suddenly start jumping today." Luo Luo rubbed his little chin and began to conspiratorial theories.

Mo Chen shook his head, put down the teacup in his hand, put on a cloak casually, and went out. When he went out, he found that there was heavy snow falling on the ground. layer.

The cold wind was blowing on the face, with a slight tingling sensation, Mo Chen moved lightly, and Meng'er followed Mo Chen, holding an umbrella for her, separating the snow.

But because of the wind, the snow still fell on the hood of the cloak. Mo Chen had internal strength, so he didn't feel the cold, but Meng'er's face was turned red from the cold.

After leaving the mansion, the two got into the carriage, Mo Chen was silent all the way, and Meng'er just patted the snow on Mo Chen's shoulder and hat, without saying a word.

When he arrived at the palace, a eunuch took him to the imperial study room, saying that the emperor had something to ask Mo Chen for.

Hearing this, Mo Chen smiled coldly. For a moment, Meng'er felt that the aura of the princess was terrible. Before, she only knew that the aura of the princess would be lazy at times, remote at times, cold at times, and indifferent at times. , but didn't know that she could be so cold and thin.

There was a coldness all over his body, and, bad, was it his own illusion?Meng'er blinked, and found that Mo Chen's face had returned to indifference, Meng'er thought, maybe she was dazzled.

Luo Luo rubbed his chin. It seemed that the host hadn't smiled like this for a long time. Luo Luo felt a little scared, shrinking his neck, and finally chose to shut up.

"Your Majesty, Princess Mo has arrived."

Huangfu Yijue was holding a painting and looked at it carefully. Hearing this, he raised his eyes, "Well, let her in." Then he carefully put away the painting.

Following the eunuch's message, Mo Chen paced into the imperial study.

"My wife has met the emperor." The tone was indifferent, but respectful.

Huangfu Yijue had been staring at her from the moment Mochen entered the door. Just like half a year ago, she was still so charming, and her aura was intoxicating.

Hearing her claim, Huangfu Yijue frowned, "Mochen doesn't need to be polite, you are Qingchen's younger sister."

Hearing Huangfu Yijue's address, Mo Chen's eyes flashed with displeasure, and then he said flatly, "Courtesy cannot be discarded."

The corners of Luoluo's mouth twitched, how could it not know that the host is a person who respects etiquette.

When Huangfu Yijue heard the words, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "Sit down." But he just looked at Mo Chen and said nothing else.

Mo Chen was also happy to be at leisure. Although she didn't like Huangfu Yijue's gaze on her, she didn't like to talk to him either. She picked up the tea on the table by herself, but stopped halfway through, with a twinkle in her eyes. After a touch of sarcasm, put the tea back in place.

Huangfu Yijue's expression flickered, "What's the matter, but the tea doesn't taste right?"

Mo Chen chuckled silently and curled his lips, "No, I suddenly don't want to drink anymore. I wonder what the emperor is looking for with his wife today?" Mo Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Huangfu Yijue stared at the teacup for a while, then withdrew his eyes and looked at Mo Chen, every time he looked seriously, "If you have nothing to do, you can't find Mo... Is Princess Mo coming to talk?"

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, who wants to chat with you, but since he doesn't say anything, it's impossible for him to spend time with him, so he said flatly, "If it's okay for the emperor to find my wife, then my wife will go to see my sister."

Huangfu Yijue's eyes flickered, "Don't you complain?"

Mo Chen naturally knew what he wanted to ask, complain?Blame it, although Yuan Qingchen is the original owner's biological sister, she was also the one who killed her husband.

Mo Chen's silence, Huangfu Yijue knew her answer, "I will give you a chance to change your identities back. From now on, you will be my queen, and she will be Princess Mo."

I don't know if it's Mo Chen's illusion, but I always feel that there is a hint of caution in his cold and hard words, but what he said surprised Mo Chen, as expected, he is such a scum.

Luo Luo stared wide-eyed, "Wow ⊙? ⊙! Host, I just said that the male protagonist, this big pig's hoof, has no good intentions for you, and now he actually wants to grab a married woman."

Hearing Luo Luo's words, Mo Chen secretly twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked up at Huangfu Yijue with great interest, only to find that besides the majestic dragon aura, there was also some traces of aura on Huangfu Yijue's body. Nothing, black air.

"Don't forget, the Emperor and Empress personally arranged for me to marry into Prince Mo's Mansion," he said after a pause, then turned his head, no longer looking at Huangfu Yijue, but at the closed door, "I thought the Emperor I have a deep relationship with the Queen and his wife, I never thought that they would be so unbearable."

Standing up, not looking at Huangfu Yijue, "I will pretend that I have never heard what I said today. I hope the emperor treats my 'sister' well." Then she walked out without looking back.

Huangfu Yijue was originally taciturn, but when he heard Mo Chen's words, his face was cold, and he didn't know how to refute. It wasn't until he saw the door opened that he realized that Mo Chen had gone out.

Looking at the figure in the distance, there was a smile that was inevitable at the corner of his mouth, and he tightly held the pen on the table, "Do you think you can escape?" Thinking, boundless black flashed in his eyes, if the stranger If Chen is here, he will definitely find that the black color is slowly devouring the dragon energy on Huangfu Yijue's body.

"Kacha" the pen broke, and the broken pen pierced into the palm of Huangfu Yijue, gradually, blood dripped from the palm.

The father-in-law who just came in was stunned for a moment, "Your majesty, you, this slave is called Tai..." Before he could say the medical words, he was interrupted by Huangfu Yijue waving his hand.

"Get out." He said coldly and could not refuse.

The father-in-law's heart skipped a beat, knowing his temper, he went out as quickly as possible.

Huangfu Yijue looked at the red color of his palm, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, wrapped it casually, then took a painting from the side, opened it, and it was the one just put away.

Huangfu Yijue stared blankly at the painting. The woman in the painting looked indifferent, wearing a blue dress, standing at the gate of the city, exuding a remote and cold aura.

Huangfu Yijue knew that he only drew a tenth or two of her, but it was this one or two that made him forget about eating and drinking. He hadn't seen her for half a year. He knew he shouldn't like her, but , can't forget, and don't want to give up.

Looking at the painting, he sighed helplessly, and finally murmured, "Mochen." He looked at the painting in a daze, and finally, his eyes quickly turned black again, "You can't escape." Dangerous laugh.

　There used to be an opportunity for me to sit in the back row in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. Now, I can't sit in the back row even if I want to.

　　Cough cough cough, Chapter 67, I haven’t seen you for a day, do you miss me, hehe
　　Cough cough, um, no, from today onwards, I will be Gao Lengxian (☆_☆)
　　Puff ha ha ha!One second breaking power (⊙ o ⊙)
　　
　
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