Chapter 479: Love can't hold a grain of sand 5

479: Words Crush Normal-Expert Level 5 Answers
"Daner? Taner ... what are you thinking? You want to be so immersed." Mo Liancheng's eyes looked at her gently, and in the deep world of the eyes, all of them could only hold her alone.
"Chengcheng ..." Qu Taner rushed into his arms.
Tears couldn't stop, after waiting so long, did he finally understand?
"I've made you wait too long, I'm sorry," Murren said softly.
"No, soon, really soon ..." She had already planned to wait a lifetime, half a year, how could it feel long?
Qu Taner wrapped his arms around his waist and squeezed them tightly, but his eyes fell uncontrollably.
"Fool ..." Molian City scorned and drowned.
The Palace of the Eight Kings, because Zhao Qingyun and Yun were sorrowful, were extremely harmonious and peaceful.
The city of Merlian began early the next day.
There was a wave of waves in the North Korea, but it was also very tense.
The eighth lord who never paid attention to the political affairs of the court finally proposed to do something, and the emperor was particularly happy to hear it.
At the court, some of the quiet ministers who went to the DPRK on a weekly basis were as if they had been beaten with live blood.
The talents and brilliance of Morian City, as well as the unique insights and ways of governing the country, solved and eased several difficult problems in Dongyue country one by one.
As if in a moment, the veiled pearl was lifted and the light was so bright that it attracted the Quartet.
The limelight can be described as unparalleled, and it has already covered countless children.
Today, backwards.
Outside the hall, two figures walked past.
"My brother, you just didn't see Brother Wang's face, huh, father Wang just praised you, and his face turned green." Mo Jingxuan smiled comfortably. Recently, the scenery of the city of Merian also exclaimed. . I felt sullen for a few years, and I vomited abnormally.
Mo Liancheng looked up at the sky, pondered for a while, and continued to move forward. "Fourteen, convergence."
"Okay, now you are the only one, is it necessary to converge? By the way, my brother, is that soldier book still yours? Otherwise, why does he always help you speak? But it is too obvious for him to help, it seems to be Intentionally. "Mo Jingxuan said the question that had been lingering in his heart.
Morian City smiled softly.
"He is the brother of the second king?" Mo Jingxuan guessed.
"He is the King's person. If anyone knows that even he is already the King's person, will it be anxious? As long as the person is in a hurry, he will inevitably do something dangerous and risky."
Wen Yan said that Mo Jingxuan was a bit surprised, but he didn't fully figure it out.
He wanted to say something more, but hadn't had time to say it, and found that there was a person standing not far away.
Mo Yihuai, a splendid robe, is luxurious, but reveals deepness.
"Prince, why do you want to go out with me and have a drink with my elder brother? However, it's a pity that my elder brother always rushes back to the house as soon as the sky falls. Hehe." Mo Jingxuan smiled ambiguously. As for why the city of Merian rushed back to the government in the next dynasty, it is also unclear why it can be guessed.
And Fourteen said so, obviously, it was a deliberate pastime.
As for who the pastime is and who is listening, that's who.
"Today, let's have a good talk." Mo Yihuai's face was calm, but his eyes were hard to hide.
Mo Liancheng didn't speak, and Mo Jingxuan smiled and said, "Haha, sir
What does Your Highness want to talk about? National affairs, or small things at home, but whether it's big or small things? No matter how big my brother is, I can accompany me. With you. "
(End of this chapter)