When Mo Zhu heard this, he clapped his hands excitedly and gave Mo Li a thumbs up.
"Brother, you are so powerful. You are worthy of being my eldest brother. This plan you came up with is perfect and very comprehensive. How come I didn't think of letting the princess replace Nangong Rou and consummate the marriage with the prince? This is a great move. Nangong Rou is so scheming.
She is not worthy of the prince, and I don’t want her to taint the prince, so we will do as you do." Mo Zhu said excitedly.
"Okay, the prince is already drunk, so let's help him to the bedroom quickly to prevent him from waking up," Mo Li said.
"Okay, I agree with your idea, Mo Li, you are so smart, your little head is so thoughtful. You two go quickly, I will give you a break here." Feng Qingyang shook the folding fan and reached out to knock on it.
He tapped Moli's little head as a compliment and smiled at the two of them.
"Why do you let him go? Do we need to let him go? We are helping the prince in in an upright manner. Come on, Mo Zhu, let's each help one side. Lao Feng, you come and lift the prince's leg," Mo Li said.
When Mo Zhu saw this, he quickly went to help Chu Xuanchen.
The two of them supported Chu Xuanchen and walked forward, but Chu Xuanchen was too tall. When they supported him, both of his legs were dragged to the ground. When Feng Qingyang saw this, he was afraid that the prince's legs would be knocked by the stone slabs.
It was bad, so I had to run over and lift his feet.
"God, I dare to swear that this is the first time I have done this kind of thing, and it is also the first time I have lifted someone else's feet. Although these feet are the feet of the noble prince, why do they have the same smell as Mo Zhu's?" Feng
Qing Yang frowned and said.
Mo Zhu immediately glared at him angrily, "Old Feng, who said my feet smell? Have you come closer and smelled it? Also, how can you say this about the handsome, elegant prince? Let readers see how
manage?"
"That's right, whose feet don't smell? Even the feet of immortals, even if you don't wash them all day, they still smell, right? Besides, why don't I smell them?" Mo Li also said eagerly to protect the master.
Feng Qingyang nodded quickly, "Yes, it's my fault. The prince's feet are fragrant, and his whole body is fragrant. He is the banished immortal who came to earth, and the fragrant concubine was reincarnated. He is the fragrant one."
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"That's pretty much it." The two of them nodded with satisfaction.
"Where are you going to take me... I want a princess, I want a princess..." At this time, Chu Xuanchen suddenly shouted, startling the three of them.
But after he finished speaking, he shrugged again.
"My lord, you are drunk, we will take you into the palace to rest," Mo Li said.
Chu Xuanchen closed his eyes and said sadly, "I don't want a concubine, I only want a princess...don't force me, I will kill whoever forces me..."
"Look at him, in this state, do you dare to call Nangong Rou?" Moli said.
With great difficulty, the three of them carried Chu Xuanchen into the bedroom. As soon as he got on the bed, he fell asleep.
Mo Li then said to Mo Zhu, "Mo Zhu, go and bring Concubine Rou quickly. She probably can't wait any longer."
"Dele, I will send her over personally." After Mo Zhu said that, he left.
Moli quickly directed Feng Qingyang to hide all the oil lamps, candles, horse lanterns and other lighting tools in the main hall. He only opened one window to let the light moonlight shine in, so that the main hall would not be too dark.
Pitch black.
"Old Feng, do you have any cigarettes there?" At this time, Moli was lying under the bed hiding, sticking out his round and firm buttocks, and asked Feng Qingyang, who had a weed in his mouth next to him.