You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

"What are you doing."

Mo Xi spoke expressionlessly.

Su Qiao's young man on the wall turned his head to the side, and when he saw Mo Xi, he was stunned, his eyes full of surprise.

When Mo Xi saw that familiar face, his mind went blank for a moment.

The one who haunted him in the nightmare...

Mo Xi took two steps back, feeling a little difficult to breathe.

Although it is the facial features of a teenager who has not yet developed, this face is... "...Han Jing."

Moshi's voice was barely audible.

But the boy heard it, put his hand on Su Qiao's shoulder, and tilted his head to look at Mo Xi.

"Do I look like someone you know?" The boy pointed to his face, seeming a little troubled, "Look carefully."

Mo Xi clenched his fists. He had seen this face for two lifetimes, even when it turned into ashes, he knew it.

Suppressing his emotions, Mo Xi bent slightly, saluted reluctantly, "Caomin has seen His Highness."

"Haha, it's so strange that my father would let someone like you teach me." The young man is a prince, but he has no pretensions. He even uses "I" when he calls himself, "Excuse me, sir. Speaking of it, it should be I salute sir."

Mo Xi straightened up, not expecting to hear such words.

In his impression, Han Jing would definitely force him to kneel down and salute.

"By the way, Mr. Baili, this girl," the young man still put his arms around Su Qiao, not feeling embarrassed at all, "is she Mr.'s maid?"

Mo Xi frowned, his voice was very cold, "Exactly. I don't know if he bumped into His Highness..."

"No, no," the prince waved his hand, let go of Su Qiao, suddenly looked left and right, and then whispered, "Sir, you are so beautiful."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to wink at Mo Xi.

Mo Xi felt a little ironic and said coldly.

"It's just a pet. If His Highness likes it, I will offer it to His Highness."

"Really?" The prince widened his eyes, looking very happy.

"Master." Su Qiao's eyes were red, and she ran towards Mo Xi and hid behind him regardless of the distinction between superiority and inferiority.

The prince was a little disappointed, but he didn't get angry, he just sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, forcing a beauty is not what a gentleman does."

Mo Xi just wanted to confuse this guy with the word gentleman.

What are you pretending to be, you pervert!

Do you have the guts to pretend to be the sunshine boy, you bastard!

Mo Xi's eyes became colder and colder.The prince smiled cowardly under his gaze.

"It's getting dark that day. Sir, go to bed early."

"Your Highness, please walk slowly."

After Mo Xi finished speaking, he went back to the house regardless of whether the prince left or not.

Su Qiao followed Mo Xi closely, but just glared at the prince before closing the door.

The prince rubbed his nose and smiled coyly, "I'm hated..."

Also blame him for being abrupt.

It's just... a rare beauty indeed.

Thinking of Su Qiao's face.The prince blushed, and walked away with a somewhat unnatural pace.

In the room, Mo Xi looked at Su Qiao's face that was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and suddenly became angry.

"Why do you still come back with me? If you follow the prince, you will be well-clothed and well-fed."

Su Qiao smiled and shook her head, her eyes were full of joy.

He could see that Mo Xi didn't want him to go with that man.

Mo Xi actually cared about himself.

"A slave has only one master in his heart." Su Qiao blushed and knelt at Mo Xi's feet.

Moshi lowered his eyes and glanced at him.

From this angle, Su Qiao is like a well-behaved little animal.

Look at how well this is said...

Too bad...it's all fake.

Probably before long, he will fall into Han Jing's arms.

"Bath."

Mo Xi's mood deteriorated, and he cherished words like gold.

Su Qiao still had a smile on her face, she replied foolishly, and then limped out.

When Mo Xi was taking a bath, he stood guard at the door, listening to the sound of water in the room, but his heart was full.

He had been bullied since he was a child, and only after meeting that person did he feel that life had some meaning.

As long as she can stay by his side and watch him all the time, Su Qiao is willing to stay like this for the rest of her life.

He does not expect to monopolize the gods.

I only hope that the gods will give him a few eyes for the sake of serving him wholeheartedly.

That's all.

After Mo Xi fell asleep, Su Qiao lay down on the simple couch in the outhouse.

Only then did he realize that the wound on his body was aching.

He didn't dare to light the wax, for fear of being discovered by that person.

Borrowing the moonlight, Su Qiao lifted up the dress bit by bit.

Gauze was wrapped around the base of his thigh, and when he carefully unwrapped it, the slender knife wound that had not yet healed was shocking.

Shaking his hands, he sprinkled the powder on it, and then wrapped it layer by layer with clean cloth strips.

Su Qiao's movements were quick, a little guilty.

Guiltyly, he lied.

The knife before had grazed that spot and hurt the thigh.

He didn't mean to.

It's just that when he was rowing down, his hand trembled and he deviated from his position.

If that person wants to check, Su Qiao is willing to draw a new knife.

However, the man didn't check it, only saw that he was bleeding, so he thought it was really castrated, and took him into the palace.

Taking out the snow-white handkerchief from her heart, Su Qiao lay down and covered her face with the handkerchief.

A faint fragrance lingered around him.

This is the smell of that person.

Breathing gradually increased.

Su Qiao stretched out her hand uncontrollably.

When everything was over, Su Qiao carefully cleaned up the sticky hands, and carefully put the handkerchief on her chest again.

The excitement in the body is like ripples on the surface of the water, gradually calming down.

In this silent night, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

It has been two weeks since Mo Xi entered the palace.

He was going to annoy this crazy prince to death.

To say why...

"Sister Qiao has become more and more beautiful recently."

"Although this flower is beautiful, it can't compare to sister Qiao."

"Why is Sister Qiao sighing? But what did His Highness say wrong?"

That's right, Mo Xi watched this kind of scene every day.

As in the book, His Royal Highness fell in love with Su Qiao at first sight, and then started chasing him like brown sugar.

"Your Highness, please focus."

"Ah, did you speak just now?"

"Your Highness, the master asked you the meaning of this sentence." Seeing Moxi's gloomy expression, Su Qiao reminded in a low voice.

"Oh! Sister Qiao, come here, I will secretly tell you the meaning of this sentence~"

"..." MDZZ

Mo Xi looked at the stupid son of the landlord's family vs the shy and good girl in front of him, and felt his head buzzing and hurting.

He deeply doubts whether Han Jing in this life has forgotten his personality?

If it weren't for that face, they wouldn't be the same person, would they?

"Ji Chen."

Moxi's low pressure attacked the surroundings indiscriminately.

Yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with the face of Han Jing, whose surname is Ji Mingchen, is only 15 years old, and he will have the nickname Han Jing after five years.

Ji Chen sat up straight in an instant.

"Mister called me?"

"...His Royal Highness will inherit the Great Reign from now on, so you must not delay the business because of the affection of your children."

Ji Chen curled his lips, "That's not necessarily true."

After saying this, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and added in a disguised way, "Mister is too serious! Father did not let Mr. enter the palace, so that Mr. really taught me something."

Thinking of something, Ji Chen's expression became a little gloomy, but he soon recovered his smile.

"It's fine for my highness to be like this. Don't you think so, Sister Qiao. Come here soon, and give birth to a son and a half for my highness in the future, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Sorry, he is a man and can't give birth.

Mo Xi almost said this sentence.

Frowning slightly, Mo Xi stretched out his hand towards Ji Chen.

"There is no respect for the eyes."

Ji Chen pitifully gave Mo Xi his hand, "Take it easy!"

Moxi's answer was to hit him three times with a ruler.

"Oh!" Ji Chen blew on his flushed palms, "Sir, you are so cruel! I want to marry Sister Qiao away, and you will die alone forever!"

Mo Xi felt his anger gradually rise.

He really wanted to kill this guy directly.

"Outspoken. Hands!"

"Don't!" Ji Chen jumped up from the stool, jumped several meters away, and made a face at Mo Xi, "I can't hit it, I can't hit it."

Moshi took a deep breath.

This guy is only 15 years old, still a child.

Don't be as familiar with him...it's strange!

Han Jing was not like this when he was 15 years old!

In this life, did Han Jing not take the medicine or did he take the wrong medicine?

"Oh. It's so lively."

A deep male voice sounded.

Ji Chen stopped his movements instantly, and knelt down in a panic.

It was the first time that Mo Xi saw such a frightened expression on the prince's face in the two weeks since he entered the palace.

The speaker was a man in a bright yellow robe.

He is not as handsome as a young man, it can be seen that he is not young anymore, he should be less than 40 years old, but there are already some fine lines around his eyes.

Somehow, however, the man was still eye-catching.

Maybe it's because of the temperament.

The majestic temperament of standing on a high place is mixed with the looming danger.

The tempter wants to fly moths to the flame.

When he saw Mo Xi, he raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a calm smile, but what he said was a little dangerous.

"The son of Baili's family is really clean." His eyes looked at Mo Xi, as if there was nothing to hide, "I don't kneel down, because I'm afraid of staining my clothes."

The author has something to say:

Su Qiao (blushing): Cutting is impossible, impossible in this life, the master still needs the service of the slave~

Mo Xi (I have nothing to love): Hehe, I'm so stupid, really.

Prince (curious): What are you talking about?can i play

Author: Cough ~ All the friends in the comment area are worried about Moxi’s □□ ah haha~ Don’t worry~ Jojo’s baby will not be easily taken with a dog~ Moxi’s □□ is already insured~ (Moxi : Who will kill me!) Hmm~ the next chapter continues~ someone can't wait~