Every world I die young

Several maidservants with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes filed in. Mo Yinglan used her little finger to draw up a strand of black hair, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her beautiful face filled the room with astonishment.

The maidservants kept their heads buried in their heads from the moment they came in, and from the corner of their eyes, they still inadvertently caught a glimpse of a corner of charming, and almost instantly, a few plain little faces all showed a blush, that shy and timid look Young and astringent, although it is a side dish of porridge, it should not be out of flavor.

Mo Yinglan didn't move at all, as if the goblin in the room was not him.

Mo Yinglan was sitting on a pear wood chair, not paying any attention to a group of unknown little maidservants moving around on her body, but this was normal, he was a prime minister anyway, and being served by others was a thing for him. The words are not too familiar, and there is nothing uncomfortable at all.

After washing and tidying up, before she had time to tie her hair, Mo Yinglan sent all the maids away, and sat on the side of the bed alone.

The smooth and slender black hair is like a waterfall, scattered behind the back. The long black hair is very pure in color, and there is no trace of variegation at a glance. It forms a sharp contrast with the moon-white robe.

Mo Yinglan let out a long breath. After experiencing so many worlds, his mental power is already strong enough to be used as his own powerful weapon. He could easily release it from his body, but because this world is just an ordinary ancient plane .

Because the restrictions are too great, Mo Yinglan can barely control her mental power within a radius of ten meters around her body, and she will lose control any farther away.

In other words, he can perceive any wind and grass within a radius of ten meters. This is only limited by the world, and with the passage of time and more experience, this range will become larger and larger.

Mo Yinglan slowly closed her eyes. Qiao Yinfeng is a gentle and easy-going person. To describe her in one word, he is a virtuous wife.

But his appearance is not the gentle and harmless type. If there is really a seductive fox goblin in this world, it must have the appearance of the only son of Qiao Kun, the first emperor of Southern Chu.

Perfect appearance, docile personality, and prominent family background, no matter how you look at it, I don't know how many men's dream lovers.

It just so happens that there is such a person whose heart is tied to General Xun Zhengxun's heart, and who he likes so straightforwardly and passionately.

In the entire Southern Chu Kingdom, everyone knew that Qiao Yinfeng liked Xun Zheng, even the emperor couldn't help it. After all, he couldn't just rely on his own likes and dislikes to force the prince to marry a man who had someone else in his heart.

If he did this, he would undoubtedly want to separate from the prince and plunge the entire country into chaos in the future.

The emperor knew very well that the prince was young and vigorous, and his subordinates were full of talents, like a sharp sword, if he was not careful, he would cut the person holding the sword.

Mo Yinglan stood up, and walked slowly outside the house step by step. His hair was not tied up, and the ankle-length black hair was floating gently.

Prince...

The emperor uttered a joke that made the situation so complicated. Perhaps, or maybe the emperor was not joking. After all, when he first rewarded Qiao's mansion, Qiao Yinfeng restrained his feelings very reservedly, lest his sweetheart would notice it.

I just don't know if the emperor really didn't see it at that time, or if he pretended to be confused.

The Xun Mansion is located in the southeast of the capital, and it is still some distance away from the Prince's Mansion in the center of the capital. It will take at least two or three hours to walk there.

Mo Yinglan stretched out his hand and pushed open the carved wooden door. The golden sunlight came in through the crack of the door and fell on Mo Yinglan's delicate face. He blinked uncomfortably, and his long eyelashes flickered.

The sunlight jumped between the eyelashes, Xun Zheng was taken aback, he felt inexplicably that Mo Yinglan's whole body seemed to be glowing.