Chapter 103: Either the princess or the imperial concubine 3
Flowers are flying all over the sky, and the people under the flowers are hugging each other in the light fragrance of flowers.
"He is just the emperor," Mu Feng said this very calmly, but it made people feel a chill.
Mo Yan was hugged by Mu Feng at this moment. At this moment, she wanted to see Mu Feng's expression. That obviously calm expression made people feel like a storm.
The swirling pink seems to be telling their thoughts, hovering in the air and seeming to refuse to fall.
"My words are that you are a princess, not an imperial concubine," a sharp look flashed in the eagle's eyes, and the corners of his purple clothes fluttered with the breeze.
There was a faint sparkle in his eyes. Mo Yan closed his eyes, hoping to keep the drop of tears in his eyes.
For some reason, after leaving Yan Mansion and coming to the palace, Mo Yan felt a sense of loss, as if he was in another world.
"Wait for me," after thousands of words, it became this sentence. Mu Feng, a majestic person outside, didn't know what else to say at this moment.
"Yeah." Mo Yan seemed to have the feeling of Sister Lin. Mo Yan showed a faint smile, which seemed to be mocking. In just a few days, he became sentimental.
After that, Mo Yan didn't think the two people said anything real. They just stayed in Mu Feng's arms a few more times and were threatened by Mu Feng's domineering words.
"He's gone." After Mu Feng left, Mu Ling appeared in the plum blossom forest.
Although Mu Ling, a brother, doesn't know Mu Feng very well, he still knows this. Mo Yan is Mu Feng's property. Mu Feng will not put Mo Yan in the palace easily unless Mu Feng has something special.
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"I wonder what the Emperor wants?" Mo Yan wiped his eyes with his back to Mu Ling, "What do you need Mo Yan to do?"
"My beloved concubine is indeed a smart person." If possible, Mu Ling doesn't want Mo Yan to be so smart. If possible, Mu Ling hopes that Mo Yan is a woman, then Mo Yan can stay with her forever.
It was just that Mu Ling wanted to think about it, but he hid all this in his heart. He reached out and took a plum blossom petal and put it into the bamboo basket. Only then did Mu Ling look at Mo Yan.
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the palace has been a little quieter recently and it's more lively." Mu Ling turned his back to Mo Yan and walked a few steps, "Just let the palace people pick up the petals."
The air seemed to be a little depressing. It was a beautiful scene but it didn't feel alive at all. Mu Ling closed his eyes slightly and then opened them and left.