Sima Yi knew that what came next was definitely not good: "We are all in the car, Mo Ranran, should you let me go?"
"You lied to me!"
His eyes stared, with obvious anger in his eyes!
"Didn't you lie to me too? You are the prince's eighteenth wife, your name should be Yuan Yan, right?"
Sima Yi didn't feel guilty at all. In fact, he had already inquired about it. His people had lost her near the Prince's Mansion and the Third Prince's Mansion that day, so she must be from these two mansions, but he didn't expect that she was Yihua.
The eighteenth lady of the pavilion even went to work as a maid!
"My original name is Mo Ranran, believe it or not!"
She rolled her eyes at Sima Yi, "Oh, she has been holding someone hostage for so long, her hands are so sore!"
"Believe it, of course I believe you! Ran Ran, should you put down your hand? This thing doesn't have eyesight. If it hurts me, your life will be..."
Sima Yi looked at the silver hairpin. This woman was so cruel. His flawless neck was ruined. It was ruined!
"No, wait until I confirm that I am safe..."
Before Mo Ranran finished speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped, and someone asked for instructions: "Your Highness, the post house has arrived. Your Highness wants to get off now..."
Posthouse, this is where Sima Yi lives? He just ignores her like this? Mo Ranran was angry and was about to give him a hard time, but Sima Yi actually leaned into her arms, and Mo Ranran was stunned.
In a moment, he broke free from her control and grabbed Mo Ranran's hand holding the silver hairpin with his big hand. With a slight exertion, Mo Ranran's hand hurt, and the silver hairpin fell to the ground with a clang!
At this moment, the change was too fast, and the sound of the silver hairpin falling to the ground was also very small, but Mo Ranran heard it clearly!
"you……"
As soon as he pulled his hand, Mo Ranran was hugged into his arms! Mo Ranran used her original close combat skills to resist, and the two of them fought for more than ten rounds in the blink of an eye in the car!
"The master hasn't come down yet..."
When Sheng Guang came back and saw the rickety carriage, he raised his head in confusion!
"Um……"
If you haven't come down, what are you doing inside with Mo Ranran? This carriage is swaying very badly, could it be...
"Oh, Ran Ran, you don't have to throw yourself into my arms like this, I am somewhat interested in you..."
"Don't, don't be like this, you are a woman, isn't it good to be up there?"
"Hey, why are you so savage? This is my first kiss..."
"Woman, you... oh, it hurts me to death, please be gentle..."
…
Sima Yi inside was shouting happily, and Xiao Guangguang outside was blushing and heartbeating. Do they want to be so passionate? They are already at the door of the post house. If you have any impulse, wouldn't it be better to go back to the room and close the door to play?
But isn't that right? Their Highness is very vindictive. This Mo Ranran is still holding him hostage today, does he not hold any grudge at all? This is really not in line with their master's temperament!
"Sima Yi, shut up..."
With the last roar, everyone was startled. Sima Yi finally shut up. The sedan curtain opened, and a tall figure slowly stepped down, then turned around, with a trace of evil on his face.
Playfulness:
"Ran Ran, come down, don't be shy..."
However, after he finished speaking, no one came down. Sheng Guang looked up at his master in confusion, only to see a bruise on his handsome and picturesque face!