Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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In order not to be discovered by King Jing'an who was murdered and killed, Chasing the Wind hurried away without daring to look at it more, but a heart was still thumping.

The last time he went to preach in the palace of Dingyuan, he felt that King Jing'an's eyes were not right to see the princess.

Unexpectedly, when I was a younger brother, I actually fell in love with my older woman!

This is really interesting!

Well, I found such a big secret. Should I tell the emperor this matter?

Chasing the wind began to meditate.

Soon after Chu Shaobai left, a black figure walked silently into the Buddhist hall.

Mo Chuan walked to the collapse and saw the words and paintings that Chu Shaobai left on her face at a glance. He couldn't help but stunned. He quickly understood the meaning of the words and paintings. Junxiu's eyebrows were twisted up.

Humph! This stupid boy is so brave that she actually treats her face as drawing paper and writes and draws?

He quickly flashed out of the door, and when he returned, there was an extra towel in his hand.

Sitting in front of the couch, he slowly wiped the ink off her face with a towel, worried that she would wake her up, and he only dare to wipe it gently.

Her skin shattered, white and tender, and after only a few rubs, the thin cheeks turned red, as if the white camellia petals were stained with a faint blush, charming and moving.

He looked at it, only feeling perturbed.

Shen Ning only felt itchy in her sleep. She frowned and muttered: "Itchy, where are the mosquitoes."

As soon as she opened her eyes, she was facing the enlarged black pupil of Mochuan, and she froze for a moment.

It took a while for her to react: "Mochuan, it's you? What are you doing?"

She found Mo Chuan holding a towel in her hand and was resting on her right face, no wonder she felt itchy.

Mo Chuan looked at himself: "Your face is dirty, I'm helping you wipe your face."

He continued to wipe two more, and wiped away all the ink left by Chu Shaobai, leaving no trace of marks.

"Why is my face dirty? I washed my face at night?"

Shen Ning touched her clean cheeks wonderingly, and then looked at the towel in Mo Chuan's hand. It was gray and black, which was obviously wiped off from her own face. That's it. Isn't the water used to wash your face ink?

Mo Chuan threw the towel away, thin lips lightly, gazing at her smooth and jade face with a smile, he was in a bad mood, but when she saw her, she became inexplicably better.

Shen Ning's eyes rolled around his face, and he suddenly asked, "Have you encountered something unhappy?"

He stunned slightly: "How do you see that I am unhappy?" He smiled when he saw her.

"Of course I can see it from here." She raised her hand and pressed a finger in the middle of his eyebrow, warm and soft, Mo Chuan did not hide.

"You frowned not long ago. The Yiner here hasn't disappeared yet. Have you encountered any troubles? May you tell me? Maybe I can still help you." Shen Ning He held his chin and looked at him, posing with a deaf ear.

Mo Chuan shook his head: "This is a national event, you still don't know well."

"National events? I like to listen to national events, like the kind of intrigue in the palace where you hurt me and I hurt you. You have to tell me, I don't want to hear it yet." Shen Ning wrinkled her nose.

Mo Chuan couldn't help but squeeze the tip of her nose: "Do you really want to listen?"