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

Even if you relax early in the morning, you can meet annoying people. The seventh prince changed into red and purple clothes, and imitated the style of a white-faced scholar. He wore a plain gown, and replaced the valuable hair crown with a jade hairpin. Holding a book, he looks like a dog.

He recited the verses in the book eloquently, imitating the favorite set of ancient masters, shaking his head to show that he is full of knowledge.

Ji Nanfeng was chatting with Mo Ling, and he insisted on coming here, fearing that others might not be able to hear him clearly, so he deliberately raised the volume to explain why he came.Mo Ling didn't know what kind of person he was, he only knew that he was the Seventh Prince, Xi Mojiu's elder brother, and he had to say hello to him both emotionally and rationally.

Before raising his head, Ji Nanfeng frowned and grabbed his sleeve, shaking his head at Mo Ling: "Don't pay attention to him."

Mo Ling asked softly: "I haven't met him a few times, and he's Xi Mojiu's brother, so I'm going to call the meeting. Why, did he offend you?"

Ji Nanfeng clicked his tongue: "Annoyed me? Don't put it simply, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a shameless bastard. After you left last night, he actually molested me."

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment. He saw that the Seventh Prince looked like a human being, but he didn't expect it to be like this in his core. He asked, "It's just words? No hands?"

Ji Nanfeng said disdainfully: "Dare to move, do you think he can still stand here safely? Abandoning him is completely a matter of little effort."

Mo Ling and Ji Nanfeng have a good relationship, wear a pair of trousers, talk about things casually, no one cares.Mo Ling was the first person Ji Nanfeng could tell about the seventh prince harassing him. As for the fifth prince, it's better not to mention it, because it might cause some trouble.

He has the burden of status, so it's not easy to do anything, but as an outsider, Ji Nanfeng can't talk about pressure, the big deal is to disassociate himself from the fifth prince.Anyway, their name is not right, there is just a rumor that they are in love.

Fuck, Ji Nanfeng beat his head, what the hell is he thinking!Rumors of falling in love, bah bah bah, must have been provoked by the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince involved had no supernatural powers, so naturally he didn't know what they were talking about, and he still maintained a handsome gentleman, with his bent arms hanging down and his hands next to his legs.

"Lao Qi is so polite!"

When the Seventh Prince bowed his head and folded his fists, Mo Ling and Ji Nanfeng quickly exchanged glances, Mo Ling stood up, nodded with a smile like this: "Mo Ling has seen Brother Seven."

"Ninth brother and sister, when we met for the first time, Brother Seven is really ashamed for not bringing any gifts. He will definitely make up for it when he returns to Beijing!" The Seventh Prince looked embarrassed. If Ji Nanfeng didn't know about it, Mo Ling would really You will be deceived by him into thinking that the person in front of you is a shy and polite gentleman.

As expected of being born by a father, they can all compete for the position of actor.

Mo Ling moved his mouth and stood beside Ji Nanfeng. It was as if Ji Nanfeng was seeing the Seventh Prince for the first time. He patted the hem of his clothes, glanced at the book next to the Seventh Prince's leg, and said, "Seventh Brother is so elegant, Reading by the lake early in the morning is really hard work. Your fifth elder brother should also learn from you, eating, drinking and having fun all day long, even if you persuade him, he won’t listen. Sigh.”

Ji Nanfeng's tone was like that of a wife who was distressed because of her husband's lack of education and self-motivation. He said "Seventh Brother" freely, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The Seventh Prince's expression changed, and he said "ah": "Nanfeng was joking. Fifth brother has a romantic temper, and he will marry a gentle and virtuous wife in the future, so he will restrain himself a little bit. Nanfeng is definitely a fifth brother." Brother's good brother, he always thinks of Fifth Brother in everything, Old Seven is really envious."

Word by word, he disregarded the relationship between Ji Nanfeng and the Fifth Prince in a high-sounding manner, casually named him a good brother, and revealed that the Fifth Prince would marry a woman.

The brazen person was talking about the Seventh Prince. Mo Ling jokingly said: "Pfft... Seventh Brother knows that we are bored, so he deliberately said something to have fun. Nanfeng, do you hear me, you have to be gentle. Gentle and virtuous man, from now on, quickly put away your carefree temper!"

Ji Nanfeng answered his words: "Is gentle and virtuous still a man? He doesn't know what I am like. If he dares to find a dog in the future, he should kill it first."

The two sang together and explained their relationship with the Fifth Prince calmly.Ji Nanfeng and Mo Ling bickered happily, while the Seventh Prince, who had ignored him, clenched the poem and book with hatred, and the writing was wrinkled.

The mist by the lake cleared away, and Mo Ling seemed to realize that the Seventh Prince was still standing there, and asked in surprise, "Is Brother Seven still there?"

"What kind of eyes do you have, the seventh brother is always there, can't see anyone with his eyes open, waiting to see the dog?" Ji Nanfeng jokingly pushed him.

"I can see dogs very clearly." Mo Ling pointedly glanced at the seventh prince who was as stable as Mount Tai, with the word contempt in his eyes.

Then there was the thick-skinned person, blocked by a conversation with a gun and a stick, the Seventh Prince couldn't bear it, he hesitated to speak, and simply cupped his fists and said goodbye in a upset.

They didn't go far, the words of Mo Ling and Ji Nanfeng drifted away with the breeze.

"The toad wants to eat swan meat." Ji Nanfeng spat on the ground with a sneer.

"Don't be like this, maybe it's a green-skinned frog." Mo Ling sarcastically.

The Seventh Prince walked faster and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Okay, it's gone. We're too weak." Ji Nanfeng said dully.

Mo Ling agrees: "It's not good. Just say a few words and run away, and still want to chase after you, an overlord flower. It's really unworthy of a beating. You see, the Fifth Prince's shamelessness is used to build the Great Wall, so he will embrace the beauty."

"You want to say that Tang Monk learns scriptures." Ji Nanfeng sat down on his buttocks: "I can't talk to him. Okay, you bet right. I seem... a bit like a mosquito coil."

During the reunion in the ancient times, Mo Ling said categorically that Ji Nanfeng would one day bend under the attack of the fifth prince, but he didn't expect it to be a little too fast, it seemed to be faster than him.

He suspected that this guy was the deep cabinet.

"By the way, I have dark circles under my eyes because of this. What about you? Don't talk about sleeping, you don't have this problem."

Mo Ling's smile froze, he also planned to find Ji Nanfeng later and tell him about Xi Mojiu's acting stupid.Now that Ji Nanfeng asked, he sighed, and sat next to Ji Nanfeng: "You are not stupid anymore."

"What!" Ji Nanfeng blinked incredulously: "You cured it? Didn't you control plants?"

"I didn't do it."

Mo Ling sorted out his sentences, and told Ji Nanfeng everything he knew, and Ji Nanfeng listened carefully.

When he heard Xi Mojiu pretending to be stupid, his expression froze for a moment, and then he remembered that this was in ancient times, intrigues, and anything was possible, so his expression softened.

He understood the ninth floor, figured out the ins and outs, and said the entanglement in Mo Ling's heart: "Are you unhappy that he lied to you?"

"It's not that I'm upset, it's just that I can't accept it for a while. In comparison, I'm a fool. I've been tricked around, and everything I do may be a laughing stock in Xi Mojiu's eyes."

Ji Nanfeng put his shoulder on his shoulder: "The most important question is whether you plan to forgive him?"

The things Mo Ling hid in his eyes trembled: "I will forgive. After all, I am not a liar. He is at least the real Ninth Prince, and who am I? It is FRL code-named king, a counterfeit."

"If you say it's a liar, I should stand in front." Mo Ling's voice was very soft, his mind was in a mess, and mist floated into his eyes.