“Woof woof…”
As Xiao Hei barked wildly, an arrow flew through the air.
Yang Zhao's eyes darkened.
But before she could dodge with Xier, a figure dropped from the sky and blocked the arrow with a swish.
A crimson figure, holding a long sword, his clothes fluttering...
A spin in the air.
Floating down to the ground.
Very heroic.
"Ah, yes, it's His Majesty the Jade King!"
"Oh my god, so handsome..."
In the distance, one could faintly hear the maid's excited screams like a crazy fangirl...
After Mo Xi landed, he seemed to inadvertently improve his posture, which he thought was very stylish!
"Girl, are you okay?" he asked in a low, magnetic voice.
This style...
The corners of Yang Zhao's mouth twitched slightly.
I looked past him, towards the forest where the arrows had just been shot. I could vaguely see the shadow of a guard dodging with a quiver on his back...
Sure enough...same trick.
Prince Jade, son of the current Queen, and the sixth prince of the dynasty.
In fact, this was not the first time that Yang Zhao met these princes. When the Queen and the Imperial Concubine were fighting each other openly and secretly, they all set their sights on her. She was often invited to attend banquets such as chuiwan and polo.
This Jade King is the best among them.
But his appearance every time was always ridiculous, with the maids who always accompanied him screaming excitedly, and his self-proclaimed cool and lame hero-saving-beauty tricks...
Pretty brainless.
But who made him the son of the queen?
The mother's family is powerful.
He is one of the candidates with the greatest probability of inheriting the throne.
Others naturally cooperated with the performance.
"girl……"
"Your Highness, the blood plasma around your waist is exposed."
Mo Xi had just opened his mouth when he heard Yang Zhao pointing at his waist and he subconsciously lowered his head.
When he saw the bulging bag of chicken plasma exposed at his waist, his face froze slightly.
This Yang Zhao... is still as unromantic as before.
"Ha ha!"
At this moment, a warm laugh was heard.
Mo Yiman came over with his attendants and said to Prince Yu with a smile, "Sixth Prince, you really have a good time. You're playing the hero-saving-the-beauty game again."
Mo Xi's face darkened, and he looked at Mo Yi with dissatisfaction: "Why are you here, Third Brother? Didn't you go to see the Imperial Aunt?"
His people clearly said that he had just gone to Princess Yuchang.
Mo Yi raised the corner of his lips and said, "I just came back from the Imperial Aunt, but... since Sixth Prince came to Linyuan, has he not yet visited the Imperial Aunt? Although the Imperial Aunt may not mind it, if this matter gets to my father's ears, it will be a different matter!"
"you……"
Mo Xi's handsome face looked a little ugly.
Emperor Wenyuan valued filial piety and had great respect for Princess Yuchang, his elder sister who grew up with him. If it were to be spread that he was disrespectful to Princess Yuchang, it would certainly displease his father.
Mo Xi knew that Mo Yi wanted to send him away.
This is the only way to please Yang Zhao.
After all, that was Duke Yang of Qi... a woman with a great reputation and wealth that could rival a country... even he was moved by her.
However, Mo Xi still left.
Before leaving, he looked at Yang Zhao affectionately and said, "Sister Zhao, I will come to see you later."
A cold sneer flashed in Mo Yi's eyes.
This idiot who only has a good shell is worthy of competing with him!
Seeing Mo Xi leave, Mo Xi turned his gaze to Yang Zhao, his eyes softening visibly: "Sister Zhao, there is a peach blossom forest over there. The peach blossoms are in full bloom right now. Why don't we go there together..."
"Your Majesty, Prince Yu, are you not
As a frivolous woman?"
What!
Mo Yi didn't react for a moment.
"You are of noble status, and I am of low status. I am certainly not worthy of being His Highness's sister, yet His Highness calls me Sister Zhao. If others heard this, what would they think?"
"Now, Your Highness has invited me to go to the peach blossom forest with you..."
Yang Zhao knelt and saluted: "Please forgive my rude refusal."
"I'll take my leave."
After saying that, she turned around and left, taking Xier's hand.
"This Yang Zhao really doesn't know what's good for him."
"Your Highness, she couldn't be acting like this just because of Prince Jade..." Mo Yi's personal attendant said dissatisfiedly.
Mo Yi watched Yang Zhao's back, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly: "I did underestimate her a little. After all, she is the 'Duke Yang of Qi', so her ambition is naturally high. It seems that I still need to spend some 'sincere' thoughts on her in the future."
Having said that.
But there was still a hint of indifference and contempt in his eyes as he looked at Yang Zhao's back.
They are all withered.
He even held himself up high, not afraid of falling.
But... this is interesting. He has never conquered a woman like this!
But suddenly.
He suddenly turned his head and glanced into the woods.
"What's wrong, Your Highness?"
Mo Yi frowned slightly.
Is it an illusion?
Just now, he actually felt an inexplicable sense of creepiness...
Not long after.
"Oh no! Prince Yu, His Highness Prince Yu fell into a cesspool..."
A cry of surprise resounded throughout the garden.
Princess Yuchang and others heard the noise and rushed over. They saw that a dug-up manure pit had appeared at the back of the forest garden, and King Yu was rescued after being soaked.
That filth...
That smell...
Many people's faces changed.
Wei, who had just finished dealing with the odor on his body and rushed over after hearing the noise, was irritated by the image of the hanging strips before he could even see the face of the filthy person clearly. He vomited on the spot...
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