You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

"Go away, and I will take you into the palace."

When Mo Xi said this, there was a bit of sarcasm.

He didn't believe that Su Qiao would actually do this.

The last lesson made him understand that Su Qiao is far more scheming than he imagined.

Su Qiao raised her head, as if she couldn't believe what she just heard.

Mo Xi looked at him expressionlessly, as if staring at the mud on the ground.

Su Qiao lowered her eyes.

Right.

They are the difference between cloud and mud.

Kneeling and climbing a few steps, Su Qiao grabbed Mo Xi's robe corner.

As if praying for the mercy of the gods, Su Qiao looked up at Mo Xi.

Obviously that person was as cold as ice, but for some reason, Su Qiao felt that that person should not say such words.

"Go away if you don't want to."

Mo Xi frowned, a little annoyed on his face.

He was actually hating himself.

Knowing what kind of person Su Qiao is, she still softens her heart.

Su Qiao saw Mo Xi's clenched hands with sharp eyes.

This small gesture seemed to tell Moxi that he was not as indifferent as he looked.

Su Qiao could hear her own heartbeat.

He was very close to Mo Xi, and a faint fragrance came to his nostrils.

Su Qiao couldn't help but said so.

"Slave... willing."

Mo Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then, in a fit of anger, he threw the dagger in his sleeve to Su Qiao's side.

It was a dagger the size of a palm, shining silvery in the snow.

Su Qiao knelt on the ground, slowly stretched out her hand, and grabbed the dagger in her palm.

The metal tentacles are cold.

His hands were trembling a little, I don't know why.

With his head down, Mo Xi couldn't see Su Qiao's expression.

The pause of Su Qiao's movements seemed to confirm Mo Xi's conjecture.

Sujo won't really do it.

He's still waiting for himself to stop.

Oh, but why should I stop it?

Mo Xi's mouth curled into a sneer.

In the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Su Qiao actually drew out the dagger, arched her body, and slashed downward.

He sat on his knees, blood spreading.

Mo Xi took a step back unconsciously, eyes full of shock.

"Owner."

Su Qiao leaned down like a pet dog, and rubbed her cheek against Mo Xi's snow-white shoe.

Due to blood loss, his face was pale, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

Holding the dagger in blood-stained hands, he handed it back to Moxi reverently.

"Slave is very good," he smiled flatteringly, as if he had lost himself, "I beg the Lord...people...reward."

Mo Xi looked at the blood spreading under Su Qiao's body, and took a few steps back in fright.

Su Qiao was still smiling at him.

It's just like...

"madman."

The word blurted out unconsciously, and Mo Xi almost ran away.

Su Qiao stared at Mo Xi's back obsessively, and licked the blood on her lips.

Mo Xi's shocked expression just now was probably only seen by him.

Sure enough, the man was not heartless.

Su Qiao laughed lowly, resisting the pain, and slowly stood up.

"we have a deal."

"You must bring your slave into the palace with you."

"Owner."

[Mission completion increased. 】

[Current mission target Su Qiao's happiness value: 51%, 52%...]

Mo Xi covered his ears, not wanting to hear the sound of the system.

He was really frightened.

When this happened, Su Qiao's happiness value actually increased.

What a pervert!

terrible!

Mo Xi deeply felt that Su Qiao's image in his heart was distorted again, and his changed attitude almost caught up with Han Jing.

What a match made in heaven!

"No, no, no, I have to complete the task quickly," Mo Xi was exhausted after being refreshed, "Su Qiao, hurry up and hook up with the prince, the farther away from me the better..."

However, the ideal is full, but the reality is...

"Presumptuous! Get out of here!"

The servant yelled sharply, but the man kneeling in front of the carriage remained motionless.

The servant yelled at the guards angrily, "If you don't come here, he will get it away! Don't delay the hour."

However, when the thin boy came to tease him in the nursing home, he showed full ferocity.

"You!" The boy widened his eyes.

He wanted to reprimand this shameless slave again, when he heard the man sitting in the carriage speak.

"Take him."

The boy thought he had heard wrong.

However, he immediately saw the young man who was as fierce as a wolf soften his body, and said softly.

"Thank you, master."

Under the servant's unfriendly gaze, the young man took the place of the groom.

When he reached the gate of the palace, the young man took the initiative to kneel under the car and let the man step on his back to get out of the car.The boy glared at him, then ran to his master's side diligently, and put on the fox fur for him.

The palace servant who had been waiting for a long time said in a thin voice, "Mr. Baili, please come here."

The servant followed the master obediently, but he heard the man speak.

"Wang Yi, you go back."

The boy froze for a moment and stopped in his tracks.

My young master didn't care about his stay, and still walked towards the palace with a gentle pace.

Just as the boy was about to say something, he saw the boy in rough clothes limping over.

The boy smiled at him, then followed his master and took his place.

The boy looked over and saw that his young master was all in white, and the young man behind him was like a dazzling stain, entangled closely behind him.

At that moment, watching the man step into the deep palace, the servant felt a palpitation.

It seems that something is about to be lost.

When he came back to his senses, the figure of the man had disappeared.

The gate of the palace closed slowly.

It seems that the inside and outside are separated into two worlds.

The boy blinked and suddenly realized that he was crying.

With a cold face, Mo Xi forced himself to ignore someone following behind him.

However, thinking of the man's staggering appearance, Mo Xi finally slowed down his pace.

A slight smile appeared on Su Qiao's pale face due to pain.

The palace servants led them to their residence, and bowed respectfully, "Mr. Baili is tired from traveling and traveling, and the servant will come to disturb you tomorrow."

Mo Xi ordered the palace servants to leave, and when he returned to the house, Su Qiao had already laid the bedding for him.

Mo Xi watched coldly, took out a bag from the luggage and threw it to him.

"Change it."

Mo Xi cherishes words like gold.

Su Qiao blushed slightly in surprise, opened it carefully, and found that it was a set of women's clothes.

"To avoid suspicion in the palace, you will wear this from now on." Mo Xi turned his head away, obviously wanting to humiliate Su Qiao, but he himself felt uncomfortable, "You are not considered a man at all."

After talking for a long time, I didn't hear Su Qiao's reply. Mo Xi looked over and found that Su Qiao was crying silently.

Mo Xi frowned, he really hated his conditioned reflex.

Throwing the handkerchief to Su Qiao fiercely, Mo Xi forced himself not to look, "Go outside and cry."

Su Qiao picked up the handkerchief, carried the package and went out.

Coming outside the icy and snowy place, Su Qiao wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, looking at the handkerchief embroidered with exquisite patterns, she burst into tears and smiled.

That set of women's clothes was exquisitely crafted. Su Qiao was a little ashamed, but she felt better thinking that she could stay by that person's side.

Carefully keeping the handkerchief in her heart, Su Qiao reluctantly glanced at the door behind her, then regardless of the cold weather, she changed into that thin set of clothes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Xi looked up and suddenly lost a beat.

The woman has a thin figure, her hair is like ink, her palm-sized face is slightly flushed, and she looks at herself shyly and timidly.That goose yellow dress perfectly outlined his figure, and his waist was full, as if he should be played with.

She is really a beauty, but unfortunately her name is Su Qiao.

Mo Xi didn't want to admit that he was blushing.

Su Qiao's appearance is indeed a bit feminine, but he didn't expect Su Qiao to wear women's clothing without any violation.

"Go out, I'm tired."

Moxi opened his mouth to chase away people.He was afraid that if he looked at this person one more time, he would be deceived by his appearance again.

Su Qiao blushed and responded cautiously.

's out.

It took Mo Xi a long time to calm down, and as soon as he stepped out of the house, he saw Su Qiao being pressed against the wall by a teenager in a standard wall-dong posture.

Mo Xi frowned and was about to say something when he heard the boy smiling.

"Dare to ask the girl's name," the young man was a head taller than Su Qiao, wearing a python robe, his voice was bright and clear, "Would you like to marry me as your concubine?"

The author has something to say:

#at this time#

Su Qiao (blush): For example, if the master likes, the slave can be in the following~

Mo Xi (staring coldly): Cut it off and get out.

#later#

Su Qiao (smiling): It's better not to bother the master, it's good for the master to lie down.

Mo Xi (crying and chirping): Somebody help!Prince!Your family is insane!

Author: Cough cough ~ the crown prince has come out ~ guess the attributes of this product ~ continue in the next chapter ~ huh huh ~