The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 45 The Twelve Princes
"Because you're damned."

Di Zihang said this sentence close to Mo Qingcheng's ear, and the surrounding guards didn't hear it. When Di Zihang stood up, he returned to his appearance as the eldest grandson of the emperor.

It's just that there is still a slight chill in the dark eyes under the eyelashes.

"Mo Qingcheng, those who stand in my way will be punished, so just keep kneeling here!"

After speaking, he left with people.

Mo Qingcheng looked around, but there was no one there, it was already dark, the groom was hired temporarily, and Di Zihang had already driven him away.

Touching the place where he was hit, Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed coldly: Di Zihang, I will definitely return the stick to you twice in the future, as well as Mo Tianlan!

Mo Qingcheng believed that it must be what Mo Tianlan said that Di Zihang would target her like this.

There was no one on the street at night, and Mo Qingcheng knelt alone in the middle of the road, looking terribly lonely.

Kneeling for about a stick of incense time!

An exquisite carriage drove over slowly, and the cart was pulled by a tall horse with red hair and a bit of arrogance.

Mo Qingcheng wanted to laugh, but she actually saw arrogance from a horse.

But that horse seemed to have a spirituality. It glanced at Mo Qingcheng faintly, turned its gaze back, and ignored her directly!

The coachman saw Mo Qingcheng and said softly to the people in the carriage.

"My lord, it's the Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Di Jiuyang propped his head, and lay lazily on the soft couch. Hearing this, he opened a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.

"parking!"

The carriage stopped beside Mo Qingcheng, and the groom got out of the carriage and came to Mo Qingcheng.

"Fifth Miss."

Mo Qingcheng nodded, although he was kneeling on the ground, he wasn't in any embarrassment.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the exquisite and luxurious carriage, and was a little puzzled. Could it be that she knew the people inside?

The curtain was lifted, revealing a monstrous face, wearing a yellow brocade robe, a jade-like face with the majesty of a superior, a pair of peach blossom eyes glanced at Mo Qingcheng, full of interest!

"Fifth Miss is really in a good mood. She won't sleep at night and come to pray to heaven and earth!"

Mo Qingcheng looked up at Di Jiuyang, the corner of her mouth twitched, she was not sick again, she came out to worship the woolen world at night.

"My lord is also very interested. I don't sleep at night and come out to parade in the street."

"Bold."

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was so rude, the coachman and guard immediately raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the coachman, from the way the coachman walked and the murderous look around him, Mo Qingcheng knew that the coachman was not an ordinary person.

Di Jiuyang waved his hand and stopped the driver, looking in a good mood.

After so many years, I finally encountered a fun thing, the beautiful peach eyes are shining a little bit of light!

"Originally, I wanted to help, but it seems Miss Fifth doesn't need it, so I'm leaving!"

Di Zihang deliberately punished her, if Di Jiuyang didn't help today, she would really kneel down until dawn, and immediately educated herself: Why do you have the same knowledge as a narrow-minded man.

Seeing that the coachman really got into the carriage, Mo Qingcheng immediately spoke.

"My lord, my lord, I need your help, I need it!"

Di Jiuyang opened the curtain and spoke lightly.

"Don't force it."

"Not reluctantly."

Mo Qingcheng gritted her teeth a little, is this teasing her?

"boarding."

Seeing Mo Qingcheng's appearance, he really couldn't hold on any longer, so Di Jiuyang opened his mouth lightly.

Mo Qingcheng stood up without thinking, but just as she stood up, her legs were weak, and she fell straight forward.

A gust of cool wind passed by, and the guard looked at Mo Qingcheng in surprise. The next moment, Mo Qingcheng was already being protected by Di Jiuyang in his arms.

Immediately, seeing Mo Qingcheng's expression, it changed. Seeing that the prince is so anxious, this woman's status in the prince's heart may be unusual.

Mo Qingcheng originally thought that he was going to fall, but fell into a cool embrace, raised his head, and bumped into a pair of worried peach eyes.

Mo Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the man in front of him from a close distance, which made him even more attractive.

With skin that can be broken by blows and bullets, and thin lips that are tightly pursed with coldness, looking at him with a frown, only a pair of peach blossom eyes revealed a little bit of Di Jiuyang's emotions.

Having wandered in dangerous places all year round, Di Jiuyang was quite sensitive to the smell of blood.

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, Di Jiuyang directly lifted Mo Qingcheng's clothes, and saw that the white underclothes was stained with blood, and immediately frowned even deeper.

(End of this chapter)