Chapter 57： Uncle Emperor is jealous

Chapter 57

"Uncle Emperor, aren't you jealous?"

Mu Wushuang deliberately teased Long Moshen.

She was looking at other men, so he asked her to pour tea, which was too domineering, even men wouldn’t let her see it?

Long Mo was expressionless, did not say a word, but calmly took the poured tea from her hand and took a sip.

The corners of Mu Wushuang's mouth were curled up, and the emperor's uncle was too jealous, but he didn't know at all, except for her unique taste, she was a stunner in the world. In the eyes of outsiders, she was a big fat girl, who would have liked it. A big fat man!

She has to lose weight quickly, lest the emperor's uncle is too domineering and restricts her right to appreciate beautiful men.

"That's Mu Wushuang?"

The fourth prince Ximenkang who had just entered saw the girl next to Long Moshen and felt a little familiar. Hearing some people around, he realized that the girl with bloated body but delicate features turned out to be the straw bag of Mu Wushuang.

There was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

The two sisters Mu Ningxue and Mu Ningwei did not miss the surprise of Ximenkang's eyes. They looked at Mu Wushuang with cold eyes like poisonous snakes. They both dressed up carefully to make a blockbuster at the palace banquet, but at the gate of the palace, Mu Wushuang did not bring them. They went in, causing them to be stopped by the guards and embarrassed. They finally waited for the Fourth Prince to come, but they did not expect to be robbed of the limelight at this palace banquet.

The straw bag didn't know what it did, his face lost a lot, as if he had changed, and he was so close to the cold-blooded but dazzling man like the regent.

Who didn't know that the glamorous regent was not close to female for ten years, who would have thought that the first woman beside him would be the notorious Mu Wushuang?

Now even the four princes took a different look at that straw bag.

"The Prince of Dongchen Kingdom is here!"

Amidst the eunuch’s report, a man in a flamboyant red robe walked in. He looked strange and beautiful, with long phoenix eyes, and his eyes were black as obsidian. He really looked like a Mid-Autumn Moon. The color is like a flower of spring dawn, his posture is casual and suave, like a chaotic flower, and he gradually desires to be charming, attracting countless girls to embrace spring.

However, such a beautiful and enchanting man carries a half-human sledgehammer on his back, which is extremely inconsistent with his temperament and looks extremely inconsistent. Such a beautiful man should be accompanied by a long sword. The personable, arrogant and romantic is, people can't wait to throw this sledgehammer away from him!

When many girls saw this sledgehammer, the corners of their mouths twitched. Who made Prince Dongchen Kingdom use this sledgehammer to stand up and promise not to kill him!

When Mu Wushuang saw the red-clothed beautiful man carrying a sledgehammer in a special way, the tea he drank almost squirted out.

This beautiful man is too sincere, she said he is very suitable for this sledgehammer, he actually used it, and even brought it to the palace banquet.

Well, it's really enough to show off your personality.

Mu Wushuang was not surprised at his status as the prince of Dongchen Kingdom. After all, the man who could give her two million gold in one breath was naturally not low.

"Miss Wushuang!"

As soon as the beautiful man in red came in, his gaze fell on Mu Wushuang's body, his eyes were bright, the other women didn't even look at him, with a bewildering smile on their handsome face, they approached her.

Suddenly, Mu Wushuang felt hostile and jealous eyes swept toward her. If the eyes could kill, she would have died a hundred times now.

"Miss Wushuang, we meet again, I said, we will see you again soon."

Song Yiyang looked at her with bright eyes, with a bright smile on his face.

Enchanting, Mu Wushuang admitted that she really has no resistance to beautiful men of this level, especially when she smiles so foully.

She smiled and nodded, and deliberately pointed at the sledgehammer on his shoulder to tease him: "This sledgehammer is very suitable for your temperament."

"That's natural, you sent it. This prince likes it very much. You have to hug to sleep to sleep soundly."

When many young girls heard this, the look in Mu Wushuang's eyes became even more annoying. It turned out that it was the sledgehammer she sent, which is almost ugly!

"Fuck!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound interrupted the communication between Mu Wushuang and Song Yiyang. It turned out that it was a court lady who smashed the fruit jade plate.

The palace lady knelt on the ground, shivering, and the regent's eyes were too terrifying, as cold as if she was about to kill, and her whole body exuded a cold breath, scared her even the fruit plate was unstable.

Mu Wushuang almost forgot, the emperor's uncle was so jealous that he would be angry even when she looked at other men, let alone say a few words with other men.

Look, the lady of the palace was so scared that she was pale, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Come here, drag this court lady down for me, dare to be disrespectful to the emperor."

At this time, the emperor made a stern voice, and then said to Song Yi:

"Prince Song, please take a seat first."

Song Yiyang blinked at Mu Wushuang, saluted the emperor above, and then sat aside.

Mu Wushuang looked at Song Yiyang, and then at the emperor's uncle. One is on her left and the other is on her right. They are all handsome and beautiful, but one is passionate and the other is cold.

After thinking about it, she decided to appease the emperor first, after all, she had to rely on him to cover her in the palace.

"Uncle Emperor, do you want to eat lychees, Shuang'er will peel it for you."

She picked up a lychee, peeled it, revealing the tender and smooth lychee meat inside, and put it to Long Mo's deep mouth.

Long Mo looked at her with a deep and deep gaze, she showed a doggy smile, and moved the lychee closer.

"This king doesn't like lychees." Long Mo turned his face coldly.

Yo! This is a little emotion!

Mu Wushuang quickly picked up a bunch of grapes, and while peeling them, he said, "Uncle Emperor eat grapes. Shuang'er remembers that Uncle Emperor likes grapes the most."

I ate a whole bunch last time!

Long Moshen didn't speak or look at her. Mu Wushuang put Grape to his mouth and said coquettishly: "Uncle Emperor, both hands are hurting, you eat quickly!"

He turned around and took a deep look at her, as if to warn her not to get too close with other men, and then opened his mouth and contained her peeled grapes.

Mu Wushuang smiled slightly. Sure enough, this kind of trick is always unsatisfactory. The emperor's uncle is like this one!

She felt that she had grasped how to coax the emperor uncle.

The interaction between Mu Wushuang and Long Moshen has fallen into the eyes of many people.

Song Yiyang didn't underestimate Longmo because he couldn't do it with his deep legs. This man hid extremely deeply, and his methods were amazing. His father only vaguely found out that there are dragon ink behind such huge powers as Chixiaotang and Qiankun Pavilion. Deep figure, but more can't be found.

He was in a solemn mood, and it seemed that Long Moshen would be a strong enemy on his way to pursue Mu Wushuang.

Emperor Ximensheng captured Long Moshen's abnormal behavior in his eyes, and secretly calculated that his uncle with a different surname was like a sword hanging above his head. He could not sleep well without removing him. He always thought that the uncle had no weakness. Now it seems that Mu Wushuang is different from the emperor's uncle. If he snatched Mu Wushuang over and killed him with his own hands, what a relief would be.