Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 89 The Prince Is Hard to Find (21)

Murong Yuebai was very obedient, after that she was either practicing in the small bamboo forest or in her yard, and had no chance to communicate with any unknown woman.

Mo Xiaojiu felt relieved.

until one day.

She felt itchy for a while, and wanted to drink peach blossom wine again, so she went to the small bamboo forest to find Murong Yuebai.

Who knew that when she first arrived in Xiaozhulin, she saw a scene that made the corners of her eyes twitch.

Erqian sat on the floor playing the piano, and Yuebai stood beside him playing the flute.

When she arrived, the song had already ended, they stopped the sound at the same time, looked at each other and smiled.

Erqian seemed to have thought of something, suppressed the smile in his eyes, stood up and took Yuebai's hand: "Master, she...didn't do anything to you, did she?"

Yuebai shook her head lightly: "Never, maybe Shishu really just lacks someone to take care of him, so it's fine for me to do this kind of thing."

"Then why did she ask you to take a high-level spiritual oath?" Erqian's eyes became more worried, "Why don't I ask the master..."

Mo Xiaojiu couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and said coldly: "It's useless even if you go and beg your master."

Erqianyi trembled, and let go of Yuebai's hand with a guilty conscience: "Master, Master Uncle..."

Yuebai's clear eyes also showed a moment of panic: "Uncle, brother just made a slip of the tongue, and did not mean to offend uncle."

Mo Xiaoyu frowned slightly: "If you promise me one thing, I won't care about his offending me."

Just as Yuebai was about to nod, Erqian stopped him: "Junior brother, no!"

Mo Xiaojiu's eyebrows twitched, a little annoyed: "Offend the elders, are you sure you want to take this responsibility?"

Yuebai said before two thousand: "Master, I agree."

Erqianyi looked sad and blamed himself.

Mo Xiaojiu felt like a villain beating a mandarin duck, and said bravely: "You and Erqian can't meet again until the spiritual oath is broken and I let you leave."

"Uncle!" Erqian exclaimed.

Yuebai's face was complicated, but he finally nodded: "Okay."

"Then come back with me. Don't go out again if you have nothing to do."

"Yes."

Seeing the backs of them leaving one after another, Erqian took a breath, and looked pitifully: "My poor junior..."

Bringing Yuebai back to the yard, Mo Xiaojiu was a little worried that he would be more sad than heartbroken, and turned to look at him: "Do you have any complaints in your heart?"

He bowed his head: "Disciple dare not."

"I know that you are the prince of Forgiveness," she said earnestly, "I met Emperor Forgiveness before I came to Lingyu, and they only have you as their son. You have been away from home for more than ten years, and they miss you so much. "

He raised his head, his usually clear eyes were a little cloudy at this moment.

She paused: "What I mean is that your parents are still waiting for you to return home. You need to inherit the throne, and it is your responsibility to carry on the family line. You and Erqian... are really not suitable."

He understood what she was talking about, the corners of his lips curved, and then he quickly said, "I have no intention of inheriting the throne."

She stared: "For the sake of two thousand, you actually abandoned the country and your parents."

He pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "I went back to Forgiveness two years ago, and they adopted another adoptive son, and I have already entered the path of cultivation, so naturally I don't want to be an emperor, so I handed over the position of crown prince to you." killed him."

Adopted another adopted son?
Didn't Yuebai forgive the emperor himself?
Could it be that her mission target should be the current Crown Prince of Forgiveness?
She got it wrong?

Mo Xiaojiu was stunned.

"Uncle Master?"

Mo Xiaojiu supported his forehead: "Give me a few jars of peach blossom wine, go wherever you like, and let me be quiet."

Yuebai took out five jars of peach blossom wine in one breath: "This is the last five jars."

She nodded weakly: "you go."

leave me alone!

Yuebai glanced at her and left as promised.

Mo Xiaojiu hugged the wine jar and started pouring directly, feeling very aggrieved.

So, she has to leave Lingyu and go to forgive the country to look at the prince?
Madan!

Before she knew it, after drinking five jars of wine, her thoughts were already confused, and her head was a little dizzy. She couldn't help leaning against the tree trunk, her eyes blurred.

In a daze, a familiar face came into her eyes, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand: "Husband..."

(End of this chapter)