Chapter 2100 (2/2)

As for her later turn to Yan Moli for help, there is no reply, let her almost think that he has become a waste son, full of despair.

...

he was detained in the palace for nearly a month until Yan Moli was about to get married.

She didn't feel much. She just felt the same inside and outside the palace.

The same intrigue, the same play.

But in Yan Beicheng's heart, it was very different.

Although he has been brilliant in the court recently, some words can't be said in the palace, and the flowers in the street love and ignore him, which makes him suffer incomparably.

Now it's not easy to get out of the palace. Before the carriage arrived at the palace, he went over and looked at the flowers with a smile on his face. ”Mo'er, now it's out of the palace. Just tell me what's wrong with you. It's better to vent, but don't chill me like this.”

Say, conveniently the soft and delicate plain hand of Mo Shanghua is wrapped into the palm of one's hand, and then pulled to one's heart, ”Mo'er, feel it yourself, my heart will be cold.”

Mo Shanghua frowned and drew her hand back. She looked at her quietly and didn't say a word.

Yan Beicheng was a little flustered and said: ”I swear to God, but I haven't done anything wrong to you. In the past half a month, I don't often see you, because I'm afraid you're angry and don't want to see me.”

As he said that, he could not help showing a bit of grievance on his face.

Indeed, Yanbei city is also busy this half month. Emperor Baorong has assigned him many things. He is busy, so he can't get away from it.

”Since you want to know, I don't have to be hypocritical.” Mo Shanghua looked at him for a long time. After all, he opened his mouth: ”I only ask you, why do you want to do something in the marriage of the thirteen princes?”

Yan cenxuan has been alone for so many years, and Baorong emperor has no intention to marry him. If Yan Beicheng hadn't instigated him, Yan cenxuan would not have been killed.

Mention this matter, Yan North City quite some guilty of turn round a face to go, ”also nothing, is, feel other princes all had marriage, leave him a person to be afraid is not good.”

The color of the flower eyes on the street is a little cold, and the ruddy lip petals are gently pursed, not talking.

”Well, well, it's my fault. I admit that I'm worried that he still has illusions about you. I'm jealous. Don't be angry with me, OK?” Yan Beicheng see this, also don't care about his face, hurriedly forward, careful apology.

The cold color on the flower face on the street didn't soften half a minute. He leaned over and didn't look at him. ”You know I'm not just because of this.”

Yan Beicheng was more and more guilty. After a second thought, he had come to this point anyway. He simply didn't have to hide it, so he simply admitted it all.

”Recently, I've been avoiding you a little bit, not because of others, but because of some headache. I want to coax you after leaving the palace. Good Mo son, I really know wrong, you don't want to be angry. ”

The flower on the street is still like a mountain, the ruddy lip is slightly pursed, and the face is cold.

Yan Beicheng didn't want to be half cheeky, so he went over and said, ”I really know I'm wrong. I'll never do it again in the future. If I do it again, it's bound to thunder in the sky...”

before he finished his sentence, the flower's cool eyes swept over, and the rest of his words choked back.

”If you are forcing me to forgive you in such a way, don't talk to me.” Just when the carriage stopped, the flower on the street dropped a word with a cold face and got out of the carriage.

To the surprise of Mo Shanghua, at the gate, Nan he had been guarding outside the mansion early. When he saw Mo Shanghua, he pulled out a smile.

”I salute the prince and the princess.”

The flower on the street nodded slightly, passed her without saying a word, and went straight past.

Yanbei city is even more wonderful. He never paid attention to Nanhe, so he chased the figure of flowers on the street eagerly, and begged for mercy.

The South crane Mou light on two people's bodies one before and one after turn, immediately understand to come over, in the heart quite some strange.

However, after a little consideration, he stepped up to catch up, and blinked at Yan Beicheng, which made him look pale.

Yan Beicheng's steps were a little, and he gave her a grateful look.

The two look calm, is not a bit strange, previously those special feelings seem never to exist in general.

After such a look exchange, Nan he followed Mo Shanghua on behalf of Yan Beicheng and said with a smile, ”princess, are you angry with the prince?”