"This girl, this girl..." Manager Li was supported by Li Qingyu and watched as Mo Duoduo ran away like a wild horse. He held his waist angrily, groaning and complaining loudly.
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"Mr. Li, didn't you say that the little prince is not in good health? I see..." Li Qingyu saw the unhappy look on Mr. Li's face and couldn't help but offer words of comfort.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a tall black figure rushed over in an instant and hit Li Qingyu's arm with his arm. Because the opponent's momentum was too strong, Li Qingyu was knocked to the ground and sat on the ground. He was also knocked down beside him.
Manager Li, who was supporting him, was also brought down by him and fell hard to the ground.
"Hey, hey, hey..." This time, Manager Li screamed like a slaughtered pig.
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Mo Duoduo was drilled by Father Mo and her skin was thick and thick, so the pain was nothing at all.
She ran at full speed, running and running. After leaving Xuanyuan Chenye's bedroom, she quickly ran to the west of Jingyang Palace and arrived at Xuanyuan Chenyu's bedroom.
Across a high city wall, she wanted to see what was going on inside the wall while jumping. But unfortunately, she couldn't see anything clearly.
As she approached the gate, she subconsciously stopped. She stretched out her hand to straighten her hair quickly, and then stroked her collar and clothes. After arranging her manners, she walked into Xuanyuan Chenyu's palace.
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In the courtyard in front of the palace, there is a row of plum trees planted. It is late summer and early autumn, and the plum trees have only leaves and no flowers. We bypass the plum forest and then a stream. We follow a path paved with small stones.
Not long after walking along the trail, I saw Xuanyuan Chenyu sitting on the porch drinking tea.
Under the classical carved wooden window, Xuanyuan Chenyu was sitting there quietly drinking tea in a moon-white robe. There was no one around him, and his posture towards the lonely figure was as pure and noble as jade. The whole person was like a person embedded in a painting.
, the beauty is like a flower sitting on the clouds.
Mo Duoduo felt her heart beating faster for no reason, as if there was a little person on her chest that kept beating on her.
"Ahem..." She couldn't bear to break this picture, but she couldn't help but break it.
Xuanyuan Chenyu came to his senses when he heard the movement. He turned his head subconsciously, and when he saw Mo Duoduo's face, his gentle and handsome face suddenly seemed like water, and a smile spread out.
That smile was like the dawn breeze blowing over the moon, provoking Mo Duoduo's heartbeat to become even more intense. She had a feeling that if her heartbeat continued to beat like this, it might jump out of her chest.
"Miss Mo, come and sit!" Xuanyuan Chenyu invited with a smile.
"Ah!" Mo Duoduo was stunned for a moment. After she realized what she was doing, she quickly ran forward. At Xuanyuan Chenyu's signal, she sat opposite him.
"Your Highness, you are so happy!" After sitting down, Mo Duoduo shook his little head left and right, and finally said with a smile: "The horizons here are wide open, drinking tea here is really good!"
When Xuanyuan Chenyu heard this, he raised his lips and smiled slightly, saying, "It's just a quiet thing!"
"Haha, are you worried, Your Highness?" Although Xuanyuan Chenyu kept smiling, Mo Duoduo always felt that there was a bit more astringency in his smile.
"Everyone has troubles!" Xuanyuan Chenyu did not answer Mo Duoduo's question directly, but casually changed the topic.
Hearing this, Mo Duoduo glanced at Xuanyuan Chenyu. She thought to herself that something really unhappy happened to His Highness. So, how should she make him happy?