Chapter 52: Injury to His Highness

Mo Chunfeng pulled out a soft whip from his waist: "I will fight with you today, so that you know that my poisonous lady's name is not white!"
Mo Chunfeng spurred fiercely and forced Meng Eqi to face the door. Wherever the whip wind goes, the flowers fall, the dust rises slightly, and the yellow oriole flutters its wings. Fang Shu was swaying in the warm days.
Meng Wanqi laughed and avoided: "Good sister, your skirt can be more colorful than the flowers in the garden."
Mo Chunfeng's good male style is a well-known secret in the palace, and the person at the heart of Mo Chunfeng is the noble and arrogant Regent himself. Meng Eqi often pondered how Mo Chunfeng should have such a lonely taste. He liked such a cold-hearted person. However, Mo Chunfeng is not the only one in the Wangfu who likes Sheng Jiayan. Sheng Jiayan's men and girls are not deeply rooted in him.
Mo Chunfeng was hit by a whip and was evaded by Meng Eqi. He was chasing after him and his mouth was not forgiving: "It's good to see what's the use, Shiro is not in the mansion, and everyone's lovesickness is pinned on this thousand gold. The price of tea is up, but you ruined me!"
Listening to his mouthful of Shiro, Meng Eqi became more and more funny: "You are usually used to heavy makeup, and your highness Xu is tired of it. The next time you change the light makeup, you may enter His Royal Eyes. Maybe not at this time. Tea foam is that you want your golden prince to give it to you."
Mo Chunfeng snorted extremely sternly: "You only have the grace of your Highness, naturally you are not greedy for this friendship!"
In between words, the soft whip in his hand was already wrapped around Meng's ankle.
Seeing that it was about to be pulled back by Mo Chunfeng, a hint of cunning flashed in Meng's eyes: "Yeah, Spring Breeze, your cup--"
I saw a teacup just about to fall on the empty table around. Mo Chunfeng hurriedly turned around and stepped away, and the dress was so graceful that he could grab the teacup. During the period, he heard a cry of heartache: "My pastel green glaze!"
He placed the tea cup on the red table like a baby, and then he was angry at Meng Eqiu: "Cunning!"
Meng Xuqi spread his hand: "The soldiers are not tireless."
In addition to his good male style, Mo Chunfeng also has a hobby that is love of money, almost to the point of cherishing money. Meng Wanqi just used her thoughts to push the tea cups out of thin air. According to Mo Chunfeng's character, he must have lost his weapon and had to pick up the Warring States blue-glazed cups that he bought with thousands of dollars in the biography.
Meng Eqiu walked back with his hands and lifted the lid of the red furnace with one hand, sniffing the taste carefully: "Tea eggs are ready! You can eat them."
Mo Chunfeng saw that she had ruined her bowl of good tea and jumped up on the table: "You are so sorry to mention it!"
The two then fought together again, Man Feihua and the green leaves, Mo Chunfeng chased Meng Eqimangyuan the garden.
Suddenly, a strong man with a big waist and round body rushed in from the Huaihuamen. The person was solid and dark in skin. A pair of big eyes like brass bells were embedded in the face, with a straight and thick nose bridge. Such a face was like a magnificent mountain and river map. There is no embellishment in details, which is better than grandeur.
Huang Dingchen wiped Huang Khan from his forehead: "Don't fight! Your Highness was secretly injured, and has been carried to the room for treatment."
Meng Eqi and Mo Chunfeng changed their faces one after another. They no longer laughed and smirked. Meng Eqi had already taken the lead to go to Sheng Jiayan's bedroom, and Mo Chunfeng chased behind Ding Chen.
As soon as the three reached the door, Sheng Jiayan's personal guard Qin Kun brought out a basin of blood.
Meng's eyes fell on the blood-stained white cloth in the basin, and his pupils shrank.