My Goddess Chapter 310 Ah!

Have you ever seen Confucianism?

Ji Yunshu looked at him, and was not surprised.

He said, “Do you want to take her away?”

Moro smiled, "It's not going, it's running away."

"That night, I wanted to take her out of the palace and leave Beijing, so that she wouldn't have to marry the prince, and I promised her that even if I had to hide for a lifetime, I would not let her be hurt, but——"

Not yet finished, Ji Yun Shu picked up the past.

"But she does not want, because if she really left, the Kong family, Yuhua Pavilion, will be implicated, she can't let go, so she can't walk away, and more importantly, she does not want to live on the road to escape for a lifetime, and I don't want to spend that life...

One word, all will understand the thoughts in the heart of Confucius at that time!

Moro's mouth was full of laughter: "After all, I am just a friend of hers, and the deepest position in her heart will never be shaken."

"But she's lucky to have a friend of yours."

“Maybe!”Turning, he took a deep breath and asked Ji Yunshu seriously: "Can you tell me what she told you when she chose the last road she had to go?"

“Should she say something to me?”

"You'll show up at the dedication hall, and she must have given you tokens into the palace, so you must have said something between you, right?"

Yes!

That's right!

Moro asked again, “Can you tell me?”

Ji Yunshu's throat tightened and said, "I said, the prince is dead, she does not want to live, after all, a lifetime in the deep palace, is a kind of torture."

"You know that's not enough reason for me."

"But you just have to know this, and don't ask any more questions."

Ji Yunshu was resolute in his attitude and never mentioned the killing of General Lieutenant and Prince by Confucian.

In any case, as the murderer of the Confucian has already killed himself.

Why give her the title of a murderer?

If Mo is not a persistent person, he knows in his heart that there must be some secret hidden between Kong Yu and Ji Yunshu, and that secret is that Ji Yunshu will not say in any way.

So he didn’t ask either.

He smiled and said, “Okay, then let her rest assured.”

The topic was terminated by Moro, and he put up the cup of tea he had just poured and was bored.

“Didn’t you say no to tea?”

“I’ve been trying to change my taste lately.”

Turned out?

The cup was put down, and Moro put his hands back and went out.

In the courtyard, the defender holding his arm was still angry, kicking the stone with his feet, his head down, and his mouth was drummed high.

When he saw Moz, he snorted.

"Damn, come back with me."

Moo waved his wide sleeves.

And the guard ignored him at all.

“Son, kid, what’s the right?”

Or ignore him.

Susitively –

Moro went to him, sat down beside him, looked at the back of his hand, put his hand on his arm, touched it, and asked, "Still angry?"I didn't mean it, so I'll go back later, and I'll send you something, and you'll love it."

恩?

Give something to yourself?

It seemed to be the old unhungry, and the eyes were wide open.

“Send what?”

“What do you want?”

The defender touched his chin, just Ji Yunshu came out of the house, he stretched out his slender index finger and put it on the tone.

“I want Scully!”

The loud and saliva sounds, as if they had penetrated thick walls, and even the girls outside heard them.

Ji Yunshu couldn’t help but smile, walked over, and gently patted him on the head.

He said, “What are you doing so loud?Afraid that no one can hear?”

Where do you know –

He stood up and smiled, “Scully, I want you.”

poofing -

He turned his face reddened.

Mo Ru listened, almost pulled his belly and laughed, got up, grabbed the guard's collar, pulled in front of himself, said: "You boy, only two days have not seen, the ability to speak is so great, you see, you are embarrassed to make your family Shuer."

Looking at Ji Yunshu, he said innocently, “Shu Er, did I say the wrong thing?”

What do you think?

Fortunately, Ji Yunshu was very accommodating to him so naively.

Smiling, "No, we didn't say anything wrong, but you want to go back to Yuhua Pavilion today, so I won't be angry with you."

"But I don't want to leave you."

“Good, I’ll see you.”

A pair of imploring eyes looked at Moru: "Brother Moro, I don't like you anymore, can I not go back to Yuhua Pavilion with you?"I want to be with Scully, okay?”

“Not good!”

Moro is not Ji Yunshu.

One, not so good patience.

Second, love is not overflowing.

He hardened his tone: "Yuhua Pavilion these two days without you, it is really cold, and you let it go, you want... your Shuer?"Come back with me, and I'll give you your Shuel."

“Really?”

“Of course it is true!”

Ji Yunshu's face was "I'll wait to see how you can turn out a me" look like.

Finally, Moru left the Bamboo Creek Garden with his defense.

It’s like carrying a chicken.

It seems that the people who can really defend themselves must be Moro.

Back to the castle!

Just entered, the child left to meet up, full of face can not pull the emotional expression, pointing to the backyard to the back of the thugs said: "Master, you can come back, that... that..."

“That what?”

“That thing has arrived!”

Moro seems to know what it is.

And the defender tugged at his clothes and asked anxiously, "You said yes, I'll come back with you, you will give Shuer to me, Shuer?"What about Shuer?If you lie to me, I won't believe you anymore."

“Who lied to you!Come with me.”

Then Moshe dragged him to the back yard.

Next to the big tree in the backyard, there is a rich color... paper man.

Yes, the paper man!

The paper man who came from the paper shop and was ready to burn to the defender.

"No, that's your hull, you're going to take her for dinner, or you're going to sleep, whatever you want."

The paralysis!

The old man was angry.

His fists clenched and glared at him.

"I'll never play with you again, you're lying to me."

After shouting, the defender ran into his own house with fire, and Mo did not forget to shout behind him: "I did not lie to you, this is Shuer, the name is taken by me, if you don't like it, then call it Winter, Lan, or Xiang Er can do it, the name yourself, okay?"

“Not good!”

He said, “Shut up,” and closed the door.

Also at the end of the door, Moruo's funny appearance also stopped, staring at the door.

His eyes were full of inexplicable smells.