A hundred miles away? Did it turn out that I actually ran more than a hundred miles that night?
Naturally, she didn't want to tell him the truth, so she said: "I went out for fun and got lost. I just read a novel."
"Well, that's it. This Moling Mountain is a barbaric place. It's usually inaccessible. Even the best hunters don't dare to enter. I didn't expect that the girl would be so bold. She actually got lost in the mountain and came out unscathed.
,I admire you."
His voice is as elegant as a piano, but the words he speaks contain mysteries.[
Ye Xuanji's heart moved and she smiled lazily: "Even the best hunter dare not enter? Then how dare the prince play the piano leisurely here? Are you playing it for the birds and animals here? It seems that the prince is not only brave, but also has martial arts skills.
very good."
Mo Qingcheng lowered his head to pack up the instrument and put it in the piano bag.
Smiling faintly: "Sometimes, birds and animals are cuter than people. As for martial arts - if you indulge in the mountains and rivers, there are still some means of self-defense."
There is some truth in what this person said, but an answer means no answer.
Why would he, a pampered prince who only indulges in the mountains and rivers, say such cynical words?
This man looks as clear and elegant as water, gentle and gentle like a humble gentleman.
But for some reason, Ye Xuanji had an unfathomable feeling for him.
It's like seeing a pool of water in front of you. It looks sparkling on the surface, and there are countless fish swimming in the river.
But there is a whirlpool inside...
Full of unknown dangers.
There is a white horse tied to a big tree not far away, with four hooves like snow and a carved saddle and jade bridle. It looks very handsome.
Mo Qingcheng hung the piano bag on the saddle, and Ye Xuanji came over and patted his shoulder: "Your Majesty, do you have anything to eat?"
She walked most of the night and was really hungry.
Mo Qingcheng shook his head: "No. I haven't had time to hunt yet."