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From Mo Rongshu's position, we can see kunqingluo's side face. Kunqingluo's expression makes Mo Rongshu realize that something must have happened outside that surprised him. Then he glances at the prince, who is wrapped with roast mutton. He moves in his heart and knows that it should be related to the prince.

But the next moment, the prince put the roasted mutton into Bai Qianfan's plate, and conveniently picked up the milk tea pot to add milk tea to her cup.

Mo Rongshu frowned and felt uncomfortable. He had two thick black eyebrows and the memory as cover. Bai Qianfan's appearance was safe. Was it the prince's aesthetic problem or did he have ulterior motives? Today, on the outskirts of the city, he noticed that the prince seemed to have a kind of inexplicable helplessness to Bai Qianfan. The prince, who was superior and extremely noble, had no choice but to a stranger. It's really unnecessary.

Doubts surge up in his heart, and he can't hold it down any more. He looks at it quietly. Bai Qianfan's eyes catch a glimpse of his expression and laughs in his heart. He calmly picks up the mutton bag and slowly sends it to his mouth. Mo Rongshu twists his eyebrows and suddenly raises his arm. Bai Qianfan, alas, hears the sound of mutton bag falling to the ground.

Mo Rongshu grabbed her and rubbed her arm. "Sorry, I hurt you. I didn't mean to."

If he didn't add the last sentence, it would be a little silver free. Bai Qianfan glanced at him and pulled his arm back from the palm of his hand.

"Boss Huang doesn't have to blame himself. I'm fine."

The prince looked on coldly and said that it was not intentional, but how could he see that it was intentional? It was his roast mutton, but Mo Rongshu didn't mean to make amends at all. He just rubbed Bai Qianfan's arm, and the two men were so rambling

He thought, is boss Huang good at this? Mr. Qian was born weak, but he didn't look very good. Just those two thick eyebrows failed him. Boss Huang has aesthetic problems.

In order to avoid a long night's dream, the prince wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and asked, "has Mr. Qian eaten well?"

As soon as Bai Qianfan heard that it meant to leave, he took a look at Mo Rongshu. The latter didn't respond, so she nodded, "well, I'm full."

"In that case, let's go back alone."

Kunqingluo came back from the window with a smile on her face and a gentle tone. "Is the prince's brother going to leave?"

"Well, it's time to go. There are a lot of things to see in the study."

"In this way, I won't leave the prince's brother," Kun Qingluo said to Bai Qianfan, bending slightly to salute. "Mr. Qian, go slowly."

Originally, everyone thought there would be a fierce fight, but it turned out to be such a peaceful farewell.

Bai Qianfan nodded, her eyes gently around, and then glanced at Mo Rongshu, who also looked at him, eyes straight black, she said, "boss Huang, see you later."

Mo Rong Shu grinned, "see you later." Of course, they will meet again, but at that time, they will not have to separate.

The prince left with Bai Qianfan. Kun Qingluo's face sank down. Without saying a word, he filled himself with wine. He took a gulp of it, and the cups were heavy on the table.

Mo Rongshu looked at him, "what's the matter with your highness?"

Kun Qingluo raised his chin, "you go to the window to see."

Mo Rongshu went to the window, and a group of soldiers surrounded the restaurant. These soldiers were different from Shanglin soldiers. They were straight and their faces were covered. They only showed sharp eyes. They were elite soldiers.

"What's this?"

"The men of the flag camp."

Murong Shu let out a cry. He knew that the flag battalion was the elite army of Mengda. When they were fighting in those years, the people of the flag battalion broke through their formation and lost a lot of troops. However, the flag battalion was not strong enough, so they could only be the vanguard and could not be the main force. Otherwise, Mengda would not lose so miserably when they were fighting with East Vietnam.

Mo Rongshu said, "I didn't expect that for the sake of Mr. Qian, the prince even sent out the flag camp. This Ha ha ha, "he shook his head and laughed, without saying any more.

Kunqingluo came to the window with his glass in his hand. "Boss Huang is also surprised?"

At this time, the prince and Bai Qianfan came out of the restaurant. When they got into the carriage, the Prince wanted to give Bai Qianfan a hand, but Ning shisan was faster than him. He took Bai Qianfan's arm first and sent her to the carriage.

Mo Rongshu hummed coldly, "it's not strange to say that it's strange. I think his highness is very interested in Mr. Qian."

Kunqingluo didn't understand for a moment, "what's the point?"

Mo Rongshu walked away with the prince's carriage, went back to the table and poured himself a glass of wine. He was so stuffy that he wanted to smash the glass. He restrained himself, squeezed the empty glass and put it on the table.

He didn't like to laugh at all. Kun Qingluo didn't notice. She filled the glass with wine and touched him. After drinking, she suddenly woke up and opened her eyes. "Do you mean No, I haven't heard that the prince has such a hobby. "

There was no expression on Mo Rongshu's face. "Even if there was, it would not be known. After all, he was the prince of high power. Did he have a good reputation?"

Kun Qingluo's depression was swept away, patting Mo Rongshu on the shoulder. "Boss Huang is still very experienced. I really can't see it. No wonder even the flag camp is out." He laughed and raised his mouth. "Look, this time it's enough for the prince to drink a big pot."Mo Rongshu asked, "what is your highness going to do?"

Kunqingluo said, "a prince who is not virtuous can not inherit the great rule. I believe his father will not ignore it."

Mo Rongshu was afraid that he would make trouble and involve Bai Qianfan. He said, "I don't think Mr. Qian is that kind of person. He keeps a distance from the prince."

"That's right. Although his highness and Mr. Qian have known each other for a short time, he also knows what he is," said Kun Qingluo. "It's obvious that the crown prince is very hot with his head shaved."

Murong Shu hung his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "the prince accepted the imperial concubine and had children. It's not supposed to be right. Would it be that he met Mr. Qian? Or is it because Mr. Qian looks like Stepmother

Kun Qingluo was stunned for a moment Why does boss Huang think so? "

"When I mentioned the empress just now, the prince was in a low mood. If suddenly someone who looks like his mother comes out, he will feel kind and naturally treat him well."

He also knew that it was ridiculous to say so, but it was just an opportunity. He had to find a way to bring the topic to the old palace affairs.

Kunqingluo frowned and thought, "I've heard from my mother that the prince was only two years old when she died afterwards. Such a small child won't remember what her mother looked like, will she?"

Mo Rongshu, "..." Maybe the prince has a portrait of his successor. "

Kun Qingluo touched his chin. "It's possible."

"If it's just because Mr. Qian looks like his deceased stepmother and the prince is eager to think of his mother, it's understandable that he's so devoted to him. If it's not," murongshu hums and laughs, "it's a bit of a glitch in the world."

Kun Qingluo didn't speak. Her eyes flashed.

Today is the first day. All members have monthly tickets in their hands. If they can ask for 100 tickets today, they will give you more money tomorrow. They will do what they say.

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