Host special pet

Chapter 90

"Qiaoqiu..." Yang Mo nestled in its arms, arched, and said in a muffled voice, "When the merits and virtues are recovered, the identity of the executor is not far from the end."

Qiuqiu's body froze, and the executor obtained a sufficient amount of merit, which was enough to exchange for the executor's wish or information items, and then he could erase the memory and leave on his own.

However, because the NPCs have so much experience with their hosts, they are unable to bind new hosts, and most of them have been destroyed.

Over the years, the executors have come one after another. The executors have failed in the mission many times because of the merits and virtues.

Master no, C dies. The NPC can only be destroyed, and if its host leaves that day, it will be the one who destroyed it.

"May the host get what he wants."

Xiao Xuan walked to the door, the cold wind blew, his mood almost dissipated, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed softly.

It seems that the weather is a little cooler tonight, and I am afraid that there will be more snow this year.

After a cup of tea.

"Uncle Huang, do you want to stay with me today, or go to your own room?"

Yang Mo's voice came from inside. Xiao Xuan came here after receiving a report from the guards that she was unconscious. The yard was not cleaned up at all, and he was leaving tomorrow. He always wanted to be clean, but now he can't live for a while. , without thinking about it, turned around, went in, undressed, as if there was no difference between men and women, took another quilt and fell asleep on it.

Yang Mo has existed for a long time, although Xiao Xuan is old, but to her, he is not even a child, and she doesn't mind him sleeping beside her at all.

After all... Xiao Xuan's appearance is indeed pleasing to the eye.

Two days later.

When Yang Mo returned to Beijing, he went directly to the palace.

The queen has always loved Yang Mo, and when she heard that the regent was on his way into the palace, Yang Mo was injured and brought him into the palace. She was so anxious that she almost didn't have time to put on her clothes, so she ran away.

"Mo'er! Mo'er!" As soon as she entered the door, the queen rushed over in a hurry. After checking up, down, left, and right, she saw the shocking wound on her head, picked up a teacup from one side and threw it on the ground, and shouted at a father-in-law: "Go! Bring the first prince to this palace!"

"My daughter raised by this palace! Give him such a shove, and it won't get better in half a month! If Mo'er is fine, let it be today, if there is something wrong! Bengong will kill him!"

"Aunt..." Yang Mo gave her a headache from the quarrel, pulled her, waved his hand and complained: "This time, Mo'er fell by herself. Mo'er lived in the previous Zhuangzi these days, and accidentally caught a cold. King Yan and Chu Miss Meng also took care of Mo'er for a few days."

"That Zhuangzi from before?" The queen pondered for a while, she did remember that there were indeed many Zhuangzi in the family before she got married, and later Mo'er gave a lot as a dowry when she got married.

Those who don't pass, many have only one...

that seems to be...

"Huh? Why are King Yan and that country girl in your village?"

"Mo'er doesn't know." Yang Mo shook his head in confusion, tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "Mo'er was in a coma at the time, and when he woke up, he saw them there! Maybe everyone didn't know about reconciliation, so they let them in. "

The queen's eyes sank all of a sudden. The girl she raised by herself naturally knew what kind of temperament she was, and she didn't have any scheming in protecting her too well.

Judging by Mo Er's appearance, it seemed that they were not invited, but they came to Zhuangzi without invitation, maybe they had other plans because they knew Mo Er was there.

The former is more likely, but asking for forgiveness would not lead to taking a woman with him. Now that the country girl is here, then she has other intentions.

OK!And leave!Still thinking about the things in Mo'er's bowl!I want to rely on the things inside to connect with the big ship of the Yang family!It was a good deal.

What a country girl, she wants to step on my Mo'er fly!What a good son born from a low-class foot-washing palace!Mo'er who has repeatedly hurt me!repeatedly! ! ! ! !
"Aunt~ Don't be angry~ King Yan and Miss Chu Meng really treated Mo'er, but it's just that Mo'er and King Yan have a shallow relationship. Wouldn't it be a crime for Mo'er to let Aunt get angry at this time?" Yang Mo said, Began to hold her hand coquettishly.

The queen really cared about Yang Mo. Seeing her acting like a baby, she felt distressed and hated those who hurt her!
Sighing, fearing that Yang Mo still had feelings for Xiao Yan, he worriedly said: "Mo'er, the eleventh prince is not a good man."

Yang Mo lowered his head slightly, looking disappointed, and then looked at the queen with a forced smile: "Mo'er knows that Mo'er is a remnant now, and it is reasonable for him to like Miss Chu Meng when she is young."

"It's just a country girl! With Bengong here, the one who doesn't have long eyes dares to say no, I will cut them off and feed them to the dogs."

Yang Mo chatted with her for a while, telling her not to trouble Xiao Yan, and said that he was still in love, until the guards around Xiao Xuan came to call her.

"Girl, the prince asked his subordinates to come and ask you, but they want to leave the palace together."

She had come back from outside Beijing. She didn't have a carriage, so if she wanted to walk out, she might as well let Yang Mo die.In fact, even if Xiao Xuanmei didn't call her, the queen would send her back.

However, Yang Mo really didn't like his parents being short-tempered. He had a headache at first and had to listen to the queen's instructions. Now he was called and ran away after talking to the queen.

on the carriage.

Yang Mo looked at him with a smile. They ate and drank together during the two-day journey, and subtle changes took place in the relationship between the two of them.Xiao Xuan seemed to accept that Yang Mo was by his side and the guards called him Princess Yang Mo.As for Yang Mo, he didn't want to attack Xiao Yan, but he didn't resist, he let nature take its course.

In the final analysis, the two of them have basically done everything except that they did not perform the rituals of Duke Zhou, and they are no different from couples.

Now it's just that one doesn't recognize it, and the other doesn't care.

"Uncle Huang, Mo'er suspects that you beat me. Every time I get a head injury, I hurt my head. I'm really afraid that I will be stupid."

Xiao Xuanben was drinking tea, and when he heard her words, he saw that the teacup in his hand rested lightly on the low table, picked up a mahogany box on top, opened it, took out a porcelain bottle inside, and placed it in front of her, with his well-articulated hands lightly Lightly tapped the dwarf.

Yang Mo picked it up, opened it and smelled it, and threw it on Xiao Xuan without any hesitation.The ointment hit Xiao Xuan's body, and rolled to the fold between his abdomen and thighs with gravity.

"do not want!"

"This ointment is very good." Xiao Xuan frowned and picked up the ointment. It was offered in the foreign land. It was prepared with dozens of rare medicinal materials. It is rare and difficult to make. It has miraculous effects on wound healing. There are only three bottles in total. For the Liu family, one bottle has been used by herself, but there is only one bottle left, and this woman is so clueless.

Yang Mo didn't speak, he just didn't want it anyway.

For a moment, Yang Mo's petty temper suppressed the atmosphere in the carriage, and even the air seemed to be condensed so that the guards who followed the carriage secretly could not breathe.

The groom who was beating the horse outside and the guards on one side felt their bodies tense, their backs were sweating, and they didn't dare to vent their breath. The groom couldn't help but stop beating the horse.

In this way, go all the way, into the bustling streets, disappear in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)