Chapter 43

When he was hugged by Mo Li in his arms, Yan Qingyu felt a sense of incongruity, and inexplicably felt that this embrace was very familiar, as if it was not the first time he was hugged.

And the smell on this man's body... was faintly, with a trace of medicine, bloody smell... and other smells mixed together, and it seemed that I had smelled it somewhere...

In order to confirm this, Yan Qingyu lowered her head and buried her face in the man's arms, and took a deep breath.

"This palace is very fragrant, but Xiao Qingyu, don't smell it like this, how embarrassed?" The playful and joking voice was filled with a strange stickiness, which made Yan Qingyu feel hot all over, but it made Yan Qingyu feel excited involuntarily.

There was a kind of cold and cold air that rushed down from the top of her head, making her blood as frozen.

The coldness is so deep in the bones.

Yan Qingyu immediately looked up and met a pair of unparalleled and gloomy eyes. The eyes made her think of someone involuntarily.

Si Yucheng!

The same eyes...the same sinister and suffocating feeling, the thrilling and scattering black eyes have the same twist.

"Who are you?"

Why do she feel so similar?

"Who is this palace?" Mo Li seemed to hear something very interesting. His bright red lips curled up gently, and his stunning eyes flashed through a huge black wave, as if there was a creepy creature trying to break through the virtual door and step into this vivid world.

"Moli, your fiancé!"

Mo Li...

Yan Qingyu looked at the beautiful man in front of him, and looked at his burning and enchanting face but with bloodthirsty cruelty. This contradictory charm and poisonous spirit intertwined and intertwined, making Yan Qingyu suddenly feel that this man is not very similar to Si Yucheng.

Perhaps, the eyes are just similar... the exact same phoenix eyes smile, but the murderous intent is infinite and blood spreads.

besides……

It should be an illusion?

After coming to his senses, Yan Qingyu struggled and said softly: "Please let your prince down, men and women will not be able to understand clearly!"

"You can put you down, are you sure you want to crawl back?" Mo Li did not obey her opinions, hugged her in front of everyone, and then looked for her wheelchair.

Yan Ziran also looked around when she disappeared. She happened to see her coming in Mo Li's arms. Without saying a word, she rushed over: "Whisper!"

"Brother..."

"Are you okay? Why are you lost again? If you want to play, you must tell me that I will accompany you..." Yan Ziran's tone was very anxious. Obviously, this time he was so scared that he lost his soul and almost went to report to the official to find someone.

"sorry……"

"It is absolutely impossible to leave alone again next time, do you know?" Yan Ziran's tone was solemn. When he was not paying attention, he disappeared. What if he was kidnapped?

She can't resist.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for finding your sister!" Yan Ziran carried Yan Qingyu from Mo Li's arms with a tiger face, quickly put it on the wheelchair, and then opened the distance.

He had no good expression on this fourth prince with a name outside.

Mo Li shrugged, not minding, but left very freely, as if the scene just now was an illusion.

After Mo Li left, Yan Ziran squatted down with a serious tone and warned: "Gentleman, stay away from the Fourth Prince in the future!"

"Why?"

"There is no reason. He is not a good person. Don't get close to him!" Yan Ziran disliked Mo Li very much. Not only him, but many people in the royal family also viewed Lu Mo Li.

Your Majesty is very disliked because of his romantic and fickle style. He has no strong backer, no power, no power, and no power, and is only intoxicated by the wind, flowers, snow and moon. What can he do if he is beautiful?

"Oh, I understand!" Yan Qingyu lowered her head, with a well-behaved and gentle expression. Suddenly she thought of something, and she asked, "By the way, brother, is the ring match over?"

"Cancel temporarily, I'll take you home!" Yan Ziran lies quietly. She didn't see him from time to time, and where did he feel like he was going to play chess competition? It would be better to go home earlier, which is safer and relieved.

"Oh, OK!"

Yan Qingyu stopped asking more questions.

Behaved, he was escorted back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

...

She didn't know that not long after she left, a dark and weird ghost-faced man stood in the air, looking down at everything from top to bottom, staring straight at Mo Yan, who was chanting and joking among the crowd below.

The empty and strange gaze was like a purgatory with white bones, and wherever the gaze went, it had to turn into hell.

Si Yucheng looked quietly, and the gloomy ghost star beside him knelt on the ground without saying a word for a long time.

Until Si Yucheng ordered coldly: "You... forget it, I will go in person!"

Guixing raised his head violently, then lowered his head; "Why should the master take action personally? The subordinates will definitely complete the task perfectly..."

"It is necessary to let someone know the consequences of the property that has moved!"

Si Yucheng's cold voice was filled with a strong sense of possessiveness, but this possessiveness would not make people feel excited if they were a special existence, but would instead be afraid.

A distorted possessiveness will destroy everything, and being included in the name of this man is equivalent to losing the qualification to die.

Including everything she has.

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