The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 50
The guard glanced at Mo Qingcheng, and announced in a low voice.

"My lord, in front is the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the person on it is Miss Fifth, who wants to take a ride."

There was silence in the carriage for a while before a faint sound came out.

"Ah."

The voice was very soft, and the nurse was a little unsure if she heard it wrong. It's not that this kind of thing had never happened before. The prince was always crushed directly from his body. Why is he so kind now?

"My lord, are you letting Miss Fifth get into the car?"

"Ah."

Unusual, Di Jiuyang hummed again.

The guard felt that he must have met Di Jiuyang with the best temper in his life.

"Fifth Miss, please."

Mo Qingcheng was very happy when he heard that Di Jiuyang was willing to take her with him.

When he got into the carriage, he saw Di Jiuyang holding a book in his hand, leaning on the soft couch to read, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, my lord. If it wasn't for my lord, I'm afraid I'd have to walk."

When getting into the car, Mo Qingcheng was still a little uncomfortable thinking about what happened last night, but who gave her a ride!I can only speak first.

"It just so happens that the king is going too."

The guard driving the car was stunned. When is the prince going to the Taiyuan Academy, but the guard still didn't say anything, turned the horse's head silently, and walked towards the Taiyuan Academy.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, thinking that there was nothing strange about this, Xiaoxi and Linglong sat outside the carriage together, they were all surprised, what they made was the carriage of the Twelve Princes.

Seeing Di Jiuyang continue to study another book of medical skills, Mo Qingcheng asked curiously.

"Are you also a medical student?"

"No."

"Can you lend me this book?"

Glancing at the book, Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and he spoke softly.

Di Jiuyang finally raised his head, looked at Mo Qingcheng's shining eyes, and chuckled lightly.

"Why does the king want to borrow you?"

"We're friends, and you're my first good friend. I'll see if it's not ruined, and I'll return it to you after I finish reading."

Not knowing that those words pleased the aloof Twelve Princes, he directly threw the book in his hand to Mo Qingcheng.

"Take it and see!"

Mo Qingcheng quickly caught it with both hands, hugging it a little fondly.

Unexpectedly, a single copy about intractable diseases is actually in the hands of Di Jiuyang.

Di Jiuyang looked at Mo Qingcheng and spoke lightly.

"Remember what you said, we are friends, since I helped you, you have to help me."

Mo Qingcheng raised his head and looked at Di Jiuyang strangely. He always felt that this sentence was a trap, but seeing his erratic complexion, he nodded.

"Of course, if you show me such precious medical skills, I will definitely help you if you have difficulties!"

A smile flashed across Di Jiuyang's eyes, and he said silently in his heart: It's not in vain for him to ask the shadow guard to find some lonely medical books.

After watching for a while, the Tai Academy arrived. Mo Qingcheng put down his books, and opened his mouth with sparkling eyes.

"As expected of intractable diseases, I have never heard of many diseases in it."

In the arena, Zhu Qiqi saw that the stick of incense was about to burn out, and the match was about to start. Gongxiyu was still sitting alone and taunted.

"Gongxiyu, don't you believe that Mo Qingcheng will come? Let me ask you, where is he now?"

Gongxiyu clasped her hands tightly. This competition requires two people to participate, and she and Mo Qingcheng have already signed up. If Mo Qingcheng doesn't come, it is tantamount to abstention. "

At this moment, there was a commotion throughout the arena.

(End of this chapter)