Chapter 90: Raiders of the Darkened Prince (12)

Not only those officials, but also several other princes who couldn't hold back, they also made a post on Mo Qianchen and asked him to tell something All of them were also dealt with by Mo Qianchen.
However, although Mo Qianchen has no regard for those people, but the Seventh Prince's Mansion, he is very strict in control, especially for these subordinates, the means is even more vigorous.
Mo Qianchen originally made these people heartfelt because of the love of the emperor during this time, and his way of killing a hundred and killing chickens and monkeys made these people be trained by Mo Qianchen within a few days. In front of him, each was as obedient as a quail.
The servants in the whole mansion were busy, and each returned to his own job.
After Mo Qianchen entered the room, the original cold look faded away instantly. In front of Xia Yichu, those cold and bloodthirsty eyes instantly became clear and black. The look was also very simple and harmless. Five-year-old fool.
At the moment Mo Qianchen went out, Xia Yichu had himself got out of bed, found clothes and pants, and put on.
Mo Qianchen reluctantly looked around Xia Yichu for a while, and finally had to look with regret and grievance: "Dye and dye, why did you change your clothes so quickly, I'd better help you get your hair done! "
"Will you have hair?" Xia Yichu turned his head and looked at Mo Qianchen with a look of surprise.
This bunch of hair is also meant to comb hair, but this ancient combing hair is much more difficult than modern, and hair accessories are also difficult to tangle.
Therefore, even though Xia Yichu has the memory of the original owner combing her hair, she still cannot.
During this time, Xia Yichu's hair was always combed by the girls.
"Of course, you sit down first." Mo Qianchen looked eagerly, eagerly looking, and pulled Xia Yichu to sit at the dressing table.
Xia Yichu did not refuse, he combed his hair casually.
Hongyue brought food from the kitchenette and put it on the table. Jasper also brought the other two girls to the room with the toiletries and clean water.
Mo Qianchen's eyes focused on the things in his hands. Xia Yichu didn't care, but gradually, his eyes didn't know when he fell on the bronze mirror in front of him. The serious Mo Qianchen was attracted to it.
The ink Qianchen who was combing her hair was serious, not only did she not have the slightest stupid breath, Xia Yichu also seemed to see the figures of Shen Jiaye and Gu Shen from his body.
Xia Yi was a little drowsy for a moment, and seemed to have doubts whether Mo Qianchen was reborn.
However, Xia Yichu's idea was broken in the next moment.
After Mo Qianchen reached out and held a tassels to fix Xia Yichu's hair, he took a step back and slap his hands, "Okay, OK, dye it, look, do you like it?"
Mo Qianchen's body was stupid and full of innocence, but there was a half shadow of Shen Jiaye and Gu Shen.
Xia Yichu smiled, his eyes fell on the bronze mirror, and the pretty girl in the mirror, with three thousand inks in her hair, drew behind her head. Don't make it into a delicate and simple hair accessory. Cute.
Xia Yichu's eyes glanced through her eyes, she didn't expect that Mo Qianchen's hair pulling technology was so good.
"Qian Chen's comb is so beautiful, I like it so much." Xia Yichu praised sincerely.
Mo Qianchen received her compliment, and she was so happy to walk around Xia Yichu, and she begged, "I'll let you dye and dye my hair after that, okay? I can guarantee that every day I dye my hair later so beautiful."
"Whatever you want, if you want, I have no problem." Xia Yichu said to him.
"Of course I do!" Mo Qianchen did not hesitate, and took Xia Yichu's words almost instantly. His eyes were black and bright, like stars in the night sky, gorgeous, with a trace of possession that Xia Yichu could not find. want.
Xia Yichu smiled. After washing well, he pulled Mo Qianchen together and sat down at the round table.
Because I have been in a coma for a few days and haven't eaten, the kitchen is not prepared with big fish or meat, but a simple lotus seed porridge, exuding a glutinous fragrance, which is very appetizing.
Xia Yichu ate slowly and ate two bowls of porridge before stopping.
Mo Qianchen sat beside her and ate a bowl with her.
After eating, Mo Qianchen looked at Xia Yichu distressed and let her rest for a while, but Xia Yichu shook his head and refused.
She has been sleeping in bed for so many days, and if she continues to sleep, she will become a mummy.
Moreover, she now has internal strength to protect her body. As long as she does not act aggressively and overwork, nothing will happen.
Xia Yichu looked at the wind and sunshine outside, but there was no sunshine. He took Mo Qianchen to take a walk in the garden, to eliminate the accumulation of food, and exercise by the way.
Red Moon and Jasper followed a long distance behind them, deliberately separated from them a short distance. You can see Xia Yichu and Mo Qianchen, but you can't hear the conversation between them.
Especially when seeing the silly smile on Mo Qianchen's face, Hongyue and others were shocked from the beginning to the numbness of today.
It can only be said that it is good for the master to wake up, and the seven princes will not be cold every day to scare them.
After taking a walk, Xia Yichu intends to start to deal with the things she hasn't dealt with since her coma.
However, after coming to the study, Xia Yichu, who had read the above things, looked inconceivably at the steward standing below and asked, "Is that so?"
It's too few for two such books.
But she was lethargic for five days, not five hours!
"Yes, Madam, during your sleepiness, everything in the mansion was calm and everything else was not a big deal. So, the old slave took care of it, both of which were old dare He made a verdict. "The steward over half a year old wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Xia Yichu.
"Okay, I know." Xia Yichu nodded, and didn't plan to pursue further.
Anyway, she will go back and look through the account books handled by the housekeeper these days.
Xia Yichu waved his hand to let the housekeeper go down, and sat down at the desk carefully handling the thin books.
Mo Qianchen next to him has been staring at Xia Yichu, his eyes are focused, the bottom of his eyes, and the bottom of his heart, only Xia Yichu is alone.