Mo Yang was a little stunned. Why didn't she know that there were so many women's clothing in the closet
"No need, I have to change my clothes and have to comb my complicated hairstyle, which is very troublesome."
"No trouble, you just need to sit down." He will do everything by taking care of it.
"Is there any blue?" Mo Yang swept over the clothes one by one
"Mo Yang, you are not suitable to wear blue." He deliberately did not take out the blue. Blue is the color of Mo Yang's amnesia, and when he saw blue, he thought of Sima Luoqing, and blue is Sima Luoqing's.
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"Then what color do you think is suitable?" Are there any black women's clothing here? She was uncomfortable with those colorful and bright colors.
"White, it's best to wear white," Gu Yue said, in fact, he is also selfish because he likes white clothes.
No wonder most of these clothes are white. She really doesn't like white very much. It's the holy color, and she doesn't suit her.
Wearing a piece of clothing takes a long time to discuss it. Finally, Moyang walked over and took an apricot color to the screen and changed it.
"Mo Yang, don't you consider wearing white?" Gu Yuexie was a little disappointed.
"Let's talk about it later" After a long time, Mo Yang put on the women's outfit.
Forget it, it was a good start. Gu Yuexi took the comb and wanted to comb Mo Yang's hair. Mo Yang quickly snatched the comb. She didn't believe in Gu Yuexi's taste.
Mo Yang combed half of his hair, tied it up with a ribbon, and the rest were spread behind him
Gu Yue looked sideways, feeling a little disappointed, Mo Yang didn't let him do anything
The two went out together, and they would meet many guards and maids when they left the yard.
Mo Yang knew that it would definitely attract attention, forget it, she wouldn't stay here for a long time anyway
Sure enough, the guards and maids greeted the Fourth Prince one after another, but they didn't know how to greet the woman who was originally named Mr. Mo, or Miss Mo?
In the past, they thought the Fourth Prince was a rumor, but now this rumor is self-defeating. The Untamed is a woman.
Xiahou Fenglin was also surprised for a long time before he came to his senses. He remembered that she was talking in the pavilion that night, and her reputation was ruined by Mo Yang's hand. No, it was not in his hand, it should be in terms of gender.
"Moyang, you hide it from me so much wronged." Xiahou Fenglin shook his head and said with a smile
"If this were the case, I would have kept it hidden if I had known it." Mo Yang said intriguingly
Soon, news came from the palace that Your Majesty was critically ill. The whole Chaoyang City was panicked, and there was always a depressing and low atmosphere surrounding it.
The princes of Xixia were already ready to move, and the ministers expressed their positions one after another. Of course, most of them stood on the side of the Sixth Prince Xiahou Aotian, but there were also neutral ones, such as General Yuchi who supported half of the Western Xia Dynasty.
The third princess of the princess's mansion is playing chess with Moyang at this moment. She is still calm and calm, neither anxious nor impatient
"Don't you consider staying?" Xiahou Fenglin said, dropping a white piece and said
"No, I feel bored and come back to find you."
"So I'm your boring pastime," Xiahou Fenglin pretended to be sad.
"It seems you insisted on leaving me."
Xiahou Fenglin smiled, too, it was she who insisted on leaving Feng Xiao and Mo Yang, but now the situation is different
The Xixia Kingdom ushered in another spring, with all things reviving and full of vitality. This year's spring will write the most glorious chapter in the history of the Xixia Kingdom.
The plum blossoms in the yard have withered, and tender green buds are sprouting, full of spring
"Don't you go and see your father?" Mo Yang glanced at him.
"No, let's go." Gu Yue shook his head slantedly. He never wanted to go back there again
“Where are you going now?”
"Go back to the North and get married" Gu Yue looked at her with glancing eyes
Mo Yang stroked his forehead and said, "Can you stop talking about getting married all day long? I'm annoyed when you say it,"
"As long as I get married, I won't say it."
"Gu Yue, I will tell you solemnly that I don't have this idea at the moment. We are too young now and it takes a certain amount of time to get started."
"I'm not young anymore. I'm already twenty-six years old. I think we're very suitable and don't need to get into it anymore."
Moyang stroked his forehead again, and he would never get married until he was thirty in the 21st century.
"I'll talk about this after a few days." She didn't want to discuss this boring issue, with different ideas.
"How long?"
"In a few years"
"What? How many years? How many years?" Gu Yue said in shock. He didn't want to wait any longer. What if the Zhongfei flew in the end.