The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

With five meters left to the destination, Mo Ling calmly counted three two one in his heart.

"Subordinates to join the princess." Sure enough, the three guards squatted on the ground in tacit understanding at the same time. In fact, they heard the voice as soon as Mo Ling came, but they just didn't want to face the truth.

After all, they are used to the ruthlessness of the princess in front of them, and the butler sent them to guard the door just in case no one would report the sudden arrival of the princess.

"Cough, get up." Although Mo Ling's ability to accept is quite strong, he still twitched the corners of his mouth involuntarily when he was called the princess.

"Princess, are you taking a walk?" the tallest guard asked guiltily.

"Of course...not." Mo Ling smiled slightly, cruelly breaking the expectations of the people present. While speaking, he had already walked to the door, and Mo Ling pointed to the closed door: "I'll come and see the prince."

"This..." The chubby guard was dull for a second, but he didn't intend to open the door: "Please worry about the princess, the prince is still in a coma."

"Oh." Mo Ling nodded thoughtfully, blinked, shook the flower in his hand and said innocently: "Then the door is still open? The flowers are about to wither."

The implication is that you all know that this is bothering me and wasting my time. What are you doing without opening the door! ?

"princess......"

"I said, open the door!" Mo Ling glanced at him, his tone was a bit cold, and the guard who stopped him broke into a cold sweat.

"...Yes" the guard finally compromised, and quietly gave his companion a look, meaning to find the butler quickly, maybe there will be a turning point.

But Mo Ling didn't give him such a plan, he half-stepped in the door, the other foot was still outside "That's right" he opened his mouth slightly, and said softly: "I don't want to be disturbed by anyone during my visit to the lord. The butler is getting old, It is good for him to rest early, but don't let some ignorant person ruin his dream."

A few words seemed to come out casually, and Mo Ling stepped into the room without giving anyone a chance to answer, threatening that everyone would know how to do it, and people outside would definitely not be so blind.

Mo Ling put the flowers beside Xi Mojiu's pillow, and he moved a small stool to sit by the bed, resting his chin to observe the sleeping people.

I have to say that Xi Mojiu is very handsome, and has completely inherited all the advantages of his mother and concubine's number one beauty. She looks as beautiful as the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale book when she is asleep.

"How scared are you of me?" He murmured in a low voice, complaining, "A single word from Mr. Xiang can scare me to death, and it makes my image even more frightening."

"Hey."

Mo Ling lightly poked the opponent's face covered with collagen, the soft touch in his hand made him couldn't help but curl his mouth, and poked a few more times.

"After waking up, everything will change. The former Mo Ling is dead, and the current Mo Ling will treat you well."

"Wake up quickly." Mo Ling repeated again.

After waiting for a cup of tea, Mo Ling adjusted the quilt for Xi Mojiu, stared at it for two seconds, then turned and left, and went back home.

After Mo Ling left, the person on the bed opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer ignorant during the day, but more like a bottomless abyss, deep and sharp.

The places on Xi Mojiu's right cheek that were poked by Mo Ling were still hot. This kind of feeling is not painful but it can still be remembered deeply.It seemed that the other party's gentle voice calling him "wake up" was still ringing in his ears.

Xi Mojiu got up halfway, and picked up the flowers on the pillow: "What kind of tricks are you playing again? Heh, since you want to play, I will continue to play with you."

Xi Mojiu said the last few words deliberately slowly, as if he was pondering slowly and seemed to be satirizing Mo Ling's hypocrisy.

At noon on the second day, it was supposed to be lunch time, but Mo Ling was still fast asleep, and the housekeeper hesitated to walk around, wondering if he should wake him up.

"Grandpa housekeeper, Jiu'er is hungry." Xi Mojiu pursed his mouth aggrievedly, rubbed his growling stomach, and became fussy with dissatisfaction: "Jiu'er wants to eat, Jiu'er is so hungry."

"My lord, please wait a little longer, the concubine will be here soon." The butler comforted him with a smile on his face.But Xi Mojiu continued to make trouble, he had no choice but to send someone to call Mo Ling for lunch.

Mo Ling vaguely heard someone calling Wang Fei, he sat up slowly, yawned, and babbled: "Who, what are you doing?"

"Princess, my servant is Huan'er, the housekeeper sent my servant to invite Wangfei to have lunch."

"Lunch." Mo Ling rubbed his eyes: "What time is it?"

Huan'er was stunned: "This servant does not understand what the princess means."

"Hey, let me ask you what time is it?"

"Back to the princess, it's noon"

Woc, isn't it twelve o'clock at noon?He had slept for so long, Mo Ling jumped out of bed and stretched, feeling a little hungry.

Glancing at the clothes hanging aside, he pushed open the door tiredly: "Changing clothes for me."

After washing and washing for a while, Mo Ling hurried to the dining room. Before reaching the door, he heard the voice of Xi Mojiu shouting hunger inside. He couldn't help speeding up his pace. He didn't expect that he slept so much better than he did in a coma. early.

"My lord is hungry, why don't you eat first?" Mo Ling said as he walked into the dining room, the tempting smell of food came over his face.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, Xi Mojiu, who was unwilling to let go and screamed hungry, immediately shut his mouth, avoiding his eyes and not daring to look at him.

Xi Mojiu shrunk his shoulders and tugged at his sleeves, the bad guy wouldn't hear him saying that he didn't want to wait for him to eat, would he?Then, will the bad guy hit Jiu'er?

Startled by his brain-filling, Xi Mojiu flattened his mouth and cried "Wow", tears as big as beans slid down his fair cheeks.