Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 45 Marrying the Princess

   "Chen'er, come, let mother see that she has lost weight." Yuan's mother gave Mo Chen a lot of weight, and said.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, as expected, children would only be thin in the eyes of their mother, "Mother, my daughter is not thin, but she has gained a lot of weight. The prince is very kind to her, and she eats delicious food every day." hand sit down

  Mother Yuan was a little skeptical when she heard the words, "Really?" King Mo was famous for being romantic and affectionate, and he frequented Hualou Tavern all the year round.

  Mo Chen nodded, "Those are just rumors, the prince will accompany me every day whenever he is free."

  The noble ladies around all listened with pricked ears, and whoever heard this sneered, "Who doesn't know, King Mo stayed in the Hualou last night. It turns out that there is no time to stay in the Hualou."

   Mo Chen frowned, and looked over, this person was the bride of the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, Mo Chen gave her a cold look, and turned his head when she saw her silently shut up.

   "Mother, how is your health these days, and how is your father." The cold voice was not as indifferent as before, but a little more concerned.

"Your father and I are fine. Everything in the mansion is fine. Don't worry if you are in the palace. If you are homesick, let the prince take you back to have a look. If the prince loves you so much, I think he will not object. Ting Yuyuan Keep it for you all the time." Yuan's mother tongue said earnestly.

   Mo Chen smiled and nodded, "My daughter will."

  Mother Yuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sharp voice, "The emperor is here, the queen mother is here, the empress is here, and the noble concubine Yao is here."

  Everyone stood up and saluted, "Long live the emperor, a thousand years for the empress dowager, and a thousand years for the queen empress." In the Northern Qin Dynasty when the emperor and queen were present, everyone did not have to salute to the noble concubine.

   "Pingshen, Gong Yan today, besides washing the dust for Beimo envoys, let's all get together well." The emperor is a wise king, but his ears are too soft.

   "Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone sat in their seats.

   "Please invite the Beimo envoy." A majestic voice came from a high position.

Not long after, Beimo envoys arrived, three men and one woman, the two walking in front were dressed luxuriously, the man was wearing a white robe, black hair hanging down, and his face was cold and handsome, but there was no doubt that he was extremely beautiful, he was the same as Huangfu Yijue Same type of handsome man.

  The woman is wearing a red dress, and she looks extremely beautiful. There is a trace of heroism between her brows, and there is also a hint of arrogance, and her whole body is clean and neat.

  The two people behind should be envoys, with ordinary looks, but elegant temperament, with smooth and sophisticated brows.

   "I have met the Northern Qin Emperor." The four saluted politely.

  The emperor said, "Excuse me, give me a seat." After that, the dancer came on stage to perform.

  Mo Chen didn't care about these things, but he was somewhat interested in the man in white, the third prince of Beimo, Yao Moran, as for the others, he seemed to be nothing special.

As if sensing Mo Chen's gaze, Yao Moran actually raised his head and looked at Mo Chen, his eyes flashed with amazement, he nodded politely at Mo Chen, then quickly looked away, glanced at the female relatives' mat as if nothing had happened, before facing Staring blankly at the teacup.

   Mo Chen chuckled, picked up the teacup and brought it to his mouth, things seemed to be getting more and more fun.

  As for the people who have been paying attention to Mo Chen, they have different ideas in their minds, and Mo Jichen's villainous person stabbed Yao Moran three hundred times.

  Yuan Qingchen also saw it, and thoughtful flashes flashed in his eyes, which were fleeting, and suddenly a smile appeared, which made Logan, who had been paying attention to her, feel a little flustered.

Huangfu Yijue followed Yuan Qingchen's eyes to see it. No doubt, even if Mo Chen sat there and did nothing, it was a sight, but I don't know if it was his illusion. If he didn't pay attention deliberately, it would be difficult to notice her. .

  Yao Yanran, who was always paying attention to Mo Jichen, also saw this woman who was so beautiful that she was not a real person. She was what Lin Xiner said in her letter, Mo Jichen's wife, no doubt, she was beautiful.

But unfortunately, she and herself are enemies. She is Lin Xiner's senior sister, and she is Lin Xiner's enemy, that is, her own enemy. Although she and Lin Xiner have a bad relationship, who made her suffer? Dust likes it.

   Mo Chen, who didn't know that he had an additional enemy, lowered his eyebrows, staring at the tea on the table in a daze, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched almost invisibly, and the deepness flashed in his blue eyes.

  I was just stunned for a while, and my cup was drugged, tsk tsk tsk, I can only say that this person is very promising, he threw the tea aside, turned his head, and went to watch the performance on the stage.

  Lolo shook his body. It sensed the emotional changes of the host. It was a little frightening. It felt like someone was about to suffer.

"Yanran has been fond of learning martial arts since she was a child. I heard that there are noble girls who learn martial arts in Beiqin. I don't know if I can ask the young lady of Beiqin for advice." Yao Yanran suddenly stood up, "I also know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Yuan Qingchen, Qin's most beautiful woman in the past, and now Princess Mo is very proficient in Qin art, I wonder if Yanran will be lucky enough to ask her for advice."

   "Oh? Is that so? Then Princess Mo will satisfy the fourth princess." The emperor said, which meant that Mo Chen would go up to put on a show even if he couldn't.

Mo Chen pursed his lips, his eyes were even darker, it depends on whether you can listen, I hope you don't regret it, Mo Chen got up, "It's not worth asking for advice, the fourth princess is very fond of Qin Yi , and Chen'er also likes it very much, so Chen'er will make a fool of herself first."

  While speaking, regardless of their reactions, he walked to the stage on his own, sat down in front of the piano that had already been prepared, adjusted the tuning, and then began to play, with a steady stream of internal energy flowing into the piano.

  At this moment, Luo Luo can probably guess what the host is going to do. He has experienced the host's music skills before, and it can make others doubt life.

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth slightly raised, strings sounded, and the notes flowed like a gurgling stream, flowing into people's ears and people's hearts. The piano seems to have no emotion, and it seems to have feelings for everything, but it is undoubtedly intoxicating.

  The woman controlled a trace of internal force that floated out with the sound of the piano, entered Yao Yanran's body, and then disappeared. Everyone in the audience looked at the woman on the stage bewilderedly.

  At this moment, they seemed to see a fairy, under the faint light of the lights, it seemed real and unreal.

Mojichen's expression was inexplicable, and his eyes were like torches. He stared closely at Mo Chen on the stage, stretched out his hand, and touched his beating heart. Take it away from your heart, stroke the tear mole at the corner of your eye, really want, really want to hide you.

  Huangfu Yijue held the wine glass and held it in his hand. His eyes were full of darkness, which made it impossible to see through or guess. He looked closely at the people on the stage.

  Mo Chen took a look at Moji Chen when he was on the radio, saw the wicked (infatuated) smile on his face, gave a silent chuckle, then got up and bowed to everyone.

  After a brief silence, "Okay, okay." With thunderous applause, the emperor's voice sounded, "Great, great reward."

  Er Yuan lowered his head early in the morning, with an inexplicable look on his face, the cup in his hand was tightly squeezed, and the tea overflowed under a slight shake.

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