Chapter 470

"No need." Mo Qingge rebuffed and said, "just take it as if I paid you back."

"How can we..."

Mo Qingge directly interrupted him: "well, I should go back, you have a good rest."

It's almost time for her to return to Qingcheng Pavilion. Uncle Huang should just wake up.

"Qingge, Qingge!"

Helian Rongjin looked at her back, how to call also can't call back: "this wench, so anxious to why?"

"Rong Jin?" At this time, Wu Yan came closer and asked anxiously, "how are you?"

"I'm fine." Helian Rongjin subconsciously dodged a little, and then asked, "by the way, where are we?"

The surrounding environment is really strange.

"East capital, Qiyun hall." Wu Yan blurted out.

"Qiyun hall." He Lian Rong Jin whispered again.

However, it doesn't matter where he is. As long as he can see Qingge every day, he will be satisfied.

……

Qingcheng Pavilion.

The air pressure in the inner hall was cold and low. Even Feng Xi and Mo Liang did not dare to speak loudly.

Probably aware that your majesty is angry.

"My Lord, your majesty..." the maid was so frightened that she couldn't say a complete word.

In desperation, Fengxi had to take the medicine and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."

She did not dare to look her Majesty in the eyes.

"Take it away!"

Gu Mo tone indifference, will just repeat the words, obviously some impatient.

Feng Xi face dew a little helpless, worried about his body, but dare not hit the muzzle.

For a moment, he was in a dilemma.

She throws a look for help to Mo Liang. Mo Liang also shakes her head and doesn't dare to speak.

He is afraid of being beaten.

The atmosphere in the hall solidified to the extreme in a moment.

"Uncle Huang." At this time, Mo Qingge stepped into the inner hall, and his eyes fell on them. He said heartlessly, "Fengxi, Mo Liang, are you there?"

She didn't realize that someone was angry.

Mo Liang lowered his voice and said, "empress demon, he didn't sleep all night. He refused to drink medicine this morning."

His voice was so small that he could only see the shape of his mouth, for fear that someone might hear him.

Mo Qingge was slightly stunned and worried.

"I'll do it."

She took the medicine bowl in Fengxi's hand, moved it gently, squatted down in front of Gu mianmo, and said softly:

"Uncle Huang..."

"You know how to come back!" Gu quilt Mo coldly interrupted her words, sullen suddenly.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, and his tone suddenly softened: "Uncle Huang, I'm going to save people, aren't I?"

After that, he threw a pitiful look at him: "last night, Rong Jin's life was on the line. I had to. I didn't come back all night. Don't be angry."

The girl tone a soft, his anger dissipated most, no good airway: "not angry."

Still don't look her eyes.

Mo Qingge smile, tone slightly ridicule: "Uncle Huang don't drink medicine, also said not angry?"

"Isn't Ge'er telling you that you need to take good medicine to recover as soon as possible? Why did you forget the words of the song again? "

"Ask when you know it." He gave a cold hum.

"Will Ge'er feed you himself?"

Hearing this, Gu felt soft hearted, but still pretended to be proud and said: "no need."

"Really not?"

"No

He thought, one more coax, I'll try my best to forgive you.

Mo Qingge sighed a little, pretended to be helpless and said: "well, since uncle Huang said no, then I'll go."

Then she got up slowly.

"Come back!" Who knows just got up, was stopped by her.

Mo Qingge was pulled back by him. He couldn't help smiling and thought to himself that he was a man of duplicity.

Slightly angry and resentful tone, echoed in the ear: "you this wench, don't know to coax two more?"

At this time, he is like a child who wants to eat sugar. His happiness, anger, sorrow and happiness are all due to that piece of sugar, simple and clear.

As long as this little girl coaxes one more, he will be soft hearted.

Mo Qingge chuckles and drinks a mouthful of medicine, then turns to block his ice lips.

Warm medicine juice, slowly into his mouth.

The intertwining between lips and teeth, such as the warm summer and winter, Nanxi back to the boat, for a long time can not be scattered.

Mo Liang and Feng Xi look at each other and stare at each other, holding their breath.

Seeing his majesty being thrown on the couch, Mo Liang hurriedly pulls Feng Xi's sleeve and goes out: "go quickly."

If the two of them don't leave, the pestle will shine here.

For a long time, until breathing is a little difficult, Mo Qingge releases his lips and lies on his chest.

I saw Gu's ink clothes slightly bare, revealing the white and sexy clavicle.

Take a look, you can't move your sight any more.

Her husband is in good shape.

Mo Qingge can't help but reach out and touch it, thinking that it's not only good-looking, but also good-looking.

She couldn't help feeling a few more.

Gu Mian Mo stares at the little colored girl in front of him with great interest, and says faintly, "song, I'm responsible for touching it."

"Good." Mo Qingge smiles happily, "Uncle Huang drinks the medicine obediently, and Ge'er is in charge."

He felt a burst of joy and pretended to be proud and said, "I'll drink it if I feed it myself."

Mo Qingge was angry and laughed by him: "will you still threaten me?"

"Threatened, how?"

Mo Qingge sighed helplessly, thinking, even if you make such a beautiful husband again, besides coaxing, what else can you do.

So, without saying much, she took another sip of the decoction and gently kissed his lips.

Warm flowing, flowing into the heart.

He hugged the woman's slender waist and took the initiative to kiss back. He never wanted to let go.

Deep and magnetic sound reverberates in the ear:

"Do you know that uncle Huang missed you all night?"

Her heart slightly "clatter" for a while, some touch, hands hook his neck: "is the song is not good."

He reached out to pluck the soft green silk of the woman and asked in a low voice, "tired or not?"

After a busy night, should song be tired?

Mo Qingge shook his head: "seeing uncle Huang, I'm not tired."

He chuckled and pinched her face: "little girl, used to be sweet."

It's a pity, who let him do it.

Seeing that he was not angry at last, Mo Qingge was relieved and said with a smile, "I'm only sweet to Uncle Huang."

At this time, there was a sound of footwork, which seemed to be approaching.

She immediately wanted to get up: "Uncle Huang, someone is coming."

It would be a shame to see them so close.

But Gu Yinmo's face did not change, his big hand was tight, and he put her in his arms and refused to let go.

What are you afraid of?

"Cough." Mo Qingge said in a low voice, "Uncle Huang, let go first, let your subordinates see, how much..."

"No harm."

"Demon queen!"

At this time, a disciple rushed in from the outside. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw a scene of incomparable warmth and turned pale with fright.

Mom, what did he see?

Their majesty was crushed.

Did he do harm to your majesty?

"My Lord, your majesty, I'm leaving..." so he stammered to leave. He didn't dare to say more.