Chapter 0012 Could this be the feeling of first love? (1 / 2)

I woke up early in the morning and didn’t see Qin Nian.

Xiao Ning told her that the Fourth Prince had been summoned to the palace by the Emperor because of what happened in Dongzhou.

Where he went she cared not a whit, touched compassionately the solid gold bedstead of her heart’s love, yawned lazily and fell asleep again the instant she rolled over.

By the time I woke up again it was midday.

Xiao Ning came to deliver the message, “Your Highness, Duke He has brought five boxes of silver to receive the King’s Mansion.”

Mo Shaohua excitedly climbed up from the golden collapse and hurriedly urged Xiao Ning to wash herself. In the bronze mirror, she smiled with a wry face, “The God of Wealth has come so quickly, it’s true that our Fourth Prince’s beauty is unrivaled, attracting the richest man in Jin to compete!”

“Quickly catch up Xiaoning, this time we must not let the God of Wealth escape again. We still haven’t negotiated exactly how much silver the king can sell?” Mo Shaohua ran towards the gate in a fiery rage.

Xiao Ning was left far behind. She bent down and came up for air and shouted, “Wangfei, you should slow down. Pay attention to your identity, or else His Highness will punish you for copying the women’s precepts again.”

However, Mo Shaohua was already over excited. Even Xiao Ning didn’t wait anymore, only thinking that he couldn’t let the God of Fortune escape again.

“The God of Fortune …… No, Mr. He has lost the distant welcome ah.” Luckily arrived.

As soon as He Wusheng saw Mo Shaohua, his face turned white with fear.

Hastily urging the horseman, “Hurry! Run away!”

Before the horseman could react, He Wusheng directly snatched the whip and lashed it hard on the horse’s buttocks. The horse whistled, and its front hooves took off into the air. It sped away!

“What are you running for? It’s not like I’m

Can’t eat you!” Mo Shaohua was furious and stomped her feet. It’s not like she’s like a flooding beast, as to be so scared?

But the monk can’t run away from the temple. As long as he still wanted to be with Qin Nian, he had to go through himself.

At this moment, the carriage stopped and Qin Nian returned.

He got out of the car, his phoenix eyes saw that Mo Shaohua was a little surprised, he didn’t think that forcing her to copy the women’s ring last night had such a good effect.

I’m actually able to go out and greet Sangha of my own accord today.

Not bad! There’s progress.

He gently hooked the corners of his mouth and reached out his jade-white hand to gently call, “Come here!”

She turned around and went back to the house without hearing anything, and in her heart she was still calculating how much silver to sell Qin Nian for. She simply treated Qin Nian as air.

In her eyes, Master Qin really didn’t have any presence at all.

Qin Nian withdrew his hand with incomparable resentment. He leisurely explained to the household servants, “From now on, if this king is not here, you will be responsible for watching the princess copy the women’s precepts. You will not be allowed to leave the house until you finish copying it!”

At this time, Mo Shaohua still didn’t know how she had messed with Qin Nian. Every day as soon as she is free, she personally guards her to copy the women’s ring. A copy or most of the night.

Candlelight flickering, Qin Nian one hand propped up his head, put down the hands of the scroll, look to the side of the writing crooked ugly words Mo Shaohua, lazy rise: “You go to the study to copy, this king to sleep.”

“Then I won’t copy, I have to accompany you, Master Qin. You said that you have been in the battlefield for a long time and killed so many people, what if there is an evil spirit taking revenge at night?” Mo Shaohua couldn’t sit still long ago, and very skillfully put away the female ring

Come on.

Taking off his shoes, he lay back comfortably on his little golden collapse.

If she didn’t know that Qin Nian is the god of war in Jin, and was worried that if she pissed him off he would pinch himself with his little finger, and thinking that her old flame was the richest man in Jin, she would have left her stall and quit.

This daily one wore her out like a dog.

“Who gave you permission to sleep. You’re not allowed to sleep until you finish copying!” Qin Nian propped his head with one hand, his ink hair pouring over his shoulders. The corners of his mouth were flirty and charmingly compelling.

What a bully!

Mo Shaohua was angry.