Feng Moge held Mo Lian's hand and strolled down the street.

''They are selling candied haws on a stick. Delicious candied haws on a stick.'' A dark-skinned vendor carried a large pole of candied haws on his shoulders.

Feng Moge's eyes moved, he took out a few copper coins from his waist, stepped forward and bought two bunches of candied haws. He gave a bunch to Mo Lian, "No. Mo, I remember you also like to eat them. Come on,

Just smile.''

Mo Lian stared blankly at Feng Moge, who was smiling. She was dressed in white, which made Feng Moge look even more indifferent to the world. Her black hair was flying freely. She took the candied haws and put it in her mouth. It tasted sour and sweet.

It brought back Mo Lian's memories and missed Ye Tian.

Feng Moge also had a candied haws in his mouth. I don’t know why. In the 21st century, I didn’t really like eating candied haws. However, when I saw this candied haws today, for some reason, I wanted to buy it and eat it. Hold it in my mouth,

The taste spreads in your mouth.

''Hey! Whose girl is this? She's as beautiful as a flower!'' A handsome man in white opened his folding fan to block Feng Moge's path. He took four maids with him.

Although the maidservant is a shy flower, compared with Feng Moge and Mo Lian, she has lost her beauty and is dull.

"Your Excellency, please step aside." Feng Moge said calmly, without even looking at the man.

Xiao Henjun curled his lips and smiled, grabbing Feng Moge's waist and smelling her scent.

Feng Moge's eyes flashed with anger, and with a flick of his hand, he got out of Xiao Henjun's arms and looked at Xiao Henjun indifferently. Is he looking for death?

Mo Lian's eyes were stained with blood. She flicked her sleeve and the bloody piano appeared. Her thin fingers were wrapped around the strings, and her index finger and thumb clasped a string.

Mr. Xiao Hen curled his lips and smiled; "These two girls are quite hot-tempered. But I want it."

Feng Moge stopped Mo Lian's hand; "This young master, I'll give you one last chance, get out!"

Xiao Henjun opened his folding fan and fiddled with his hairstyle; ‘Girl, this young master...’’

‘‘Zheng.’’ The strings of the piano vibrated, and Lord Xiao Hen spit out a mouthful of blood. The four maids were all thrown several feet away.

''Why don't you get lost?'' Mo Lian said quietly, looking at Mr. Xiao Hen with blood-stained eyes.

Xiao Henjun opened his folding fan and threw it towards Mo Lian. He turned around and pulled Feng Moge's sleeve. "Is the girl okay?"

Feng Moge didn't like being led by others, so she flicked her hand and folded her wings, "Young master, please respect yourself. This little girl is already a wife." Looking at Mo Lian, he took a few steps back and cursed secretly.

The man's skill is quite good. He can actually force Mo Lian back a few steps. It should not be underestimated. With the four maids, could it be that he is Lord Xiao Hen? The ghost doctor is also Lord Wuhen. He has financial resources that rival those of the country and is as rich as anyone. Look.

Xiang Xiaohen was a little wary and pulled Mo Lian away. This person should not be underestimated.

When Xiao Henjun heard that the plain-clothed woman in front of him had a husband, his eyes darkened; "I don't know the girl's name."

''Young Master Wuhen, please call me Madam, my husband is...'' Feng Moge glanced at Mr. Xiao Hen and continued, ''A small official from Jiulan.''

Xiao Henjun laughed loudly after hearing this. When he looked at Feng Moge, his eyes were filled with desire: "Then the girl should follow me. Besides, girl, don't you know my identity?"

''Haha. Mr. Wuhen, you are really good at joking. You really think highly of me. If I follow you, my husband will hunt you down everywhere.'' Feng Moge covered his mouth and smiled,

Just a cruel look flashed in the fox's eyes.

Mr. Xiao Hen closed his folding fan and said in a Confucian voice: "Since Madam knows Wuhen's identity, she should have guessed Wuhen's status." Those eyes were shining as she looked at Feng Moge.

Childlike.

''But if I really follow you, my wife's husband will really hunt you down.'' Feng Moge chuckled, I can't help it anymore~ Why is Mr. Xiao Hen so funny? If he knew that his husband was

Who, what will happen? Although I was very angry with Ye's identity just now, but after a while, I felt an inexplicable yearning again. I felt a little uncomfortable. Hum hum, my dead husband didn't even come to find me. However,

For this Mr. Xiao Hen, we can make use of Ye's identity.

Xiao Henjun chuckled: "'Just a small official from Jiulan, I can easily crush him to death."' He didn't care.

''Wow. Is that true?'' Feng Moge chuckled at the corner of his mouth and looked at Xiao Henjun with hope. Mo Lian behind him also seemed to be looking at his master's show with amusement.

Xiao Henjun's face was full of arrogance: "Don't be afraid, girl, I will kill your husband for you immediately. In this way, the girl can live with me. Girl, who is your husband?"

Forehead. There were several black lines on Feng Moge's forehead. Killed. Killed her husband?

''Ahem. Mr. Wuhen, the little girl's husband is Jiulan.'' After a pause, he folded his wings and his black hair drew a beautiful arc; ''A prince, well, is called Jiulansi.

night.''
Chapter completed!