Chapter 1257

It's a pity that none of the arbor Group paid attention to her. After eating, they felt that they had enough rest, so they cleaned up their utensils a little and continued to swim to the depth of the mountain.

Yi'an saw that no one asked her if she was hurt or frightened. Her heart was full of grievances.

Soon, the prince of Annam, under the pretext that the princess was frightened, cancelled the activity and ordered his party to go home.

He sent Princess Yi'an to the palace.

After Wang Shizi's farce, arbor and others continued to talk and laugh for a while until the afternoon.

The arbor that didn't sleep well all night is a little tired now.

After getting on the carriage, I found the prince to be the pillow. I just wanted to shut my eyes and have a rest. I didn't expect that I fell asleep with the prince for a while.

Mo Lian raised her hand and stroked the back of her head, taking a thin brocade blanket to cover her stomach.

One side of the little monk lying on his back, playing for a long day, he was so tired that he fell asleep.

Mo Lian simply let the coachman drive to stop, let the carriage stop at the roadside, let his Joe Joe mend his sleep well.

The tree slept for an hour before waking up.

When I saw that my carriage was still at the foot of Fushan mountain, I couldn't help being speechless.

"I didn't go."

"The carriage shakes, disturbing your sleep." The ink lotus extends the finger to brush away her to float on the cheek several wisps of hair, "now send you back."

The tree nodded its head, stretched out its hand and yawned a little. Turning around, it saw the little monk lying on all fours, sleeping soundly. It was funny.

The little guy has been tired all day, so let him sleep.

The coachman took a breath of relief and drove his carriage away from the mountain area to the city.

Mo Lian takes out the tea and snacks prepared in advance from the garage and feeds them to her little daughter-in-law for a while.

What does the tree think of? He asked curiously, "Mo Lian, you said that the son of Annam king, what is the purpose of making it? He wants to marry Princess Yi'an as his daughter-in-law? He likes her? "

Mo Lian couldn't help laughing. "What they like or dislike is the best interest."

The little guy turned his mouth and took a sip of tea. Suddenly, he felt that the carriage had a slight meal.

She came to the mouth of a sip of tea, almost all spilled out.

The prince was so quick that he quickly took her small hand and helped her stabilize her figure.

"What's the matter?" The driver's driving skills are OK. Usually he is not so reckless and drives the car bumpily.

"Your Highness, yes, yes..." The coachman's voice added a little surprised and helpless.

The tree reached out and opened the curtain, only to see a carriage stopped in the middle of the street.

The woman with four or five palace guards standing in front of the carriage with her hips akimbo is quite familiar.

"Mo Lian, come to see who this man is. He looks familiar." The tree couldn't help but reach out and pull at his sleeve.

Prince Mo put his head next to her and looked out. His face darkened almost instantly.

When arbor saw his expression changed, he asked curiously, "who is this man?"

Four princesses Mo Shuang, it's this woman who is standing in the middle of the road!

I don't want even a bit of Royal decency. I've lost the face of Mohist school! Mo Lian, with a dark face, was just about to lift the curtain and get off.