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Chapter 462:Why Hang on One Tree?

The bells of the class unknowingly sounded, the students had left one after another, and there was only one Fang Yao in the classroom.

But she did not come out immediately, but slowly sorted out the textbooks on the table.From time to time, the rest of the light glanced outside the window, and Mo Chen was still waiting under the hundred pine trees, always smiling on her side, never urging, and never impatient.

Fang Yao thought to himself, but it is a good temper, I do not know that it is pretended, but it is so natural.

The heart sighed, and finally returned to this trip to the city is inevitable, promised him, it is always difficult to regret it.

Go back early and send him away early.

With that in mind, Fang Yao’s movements accelerated: “Let’s go!”

She went to the hundred pine trees, to the Mo Chen, the tone is very obedient!

“Is it finished?”Mo Chen did not have a little displeasure because she waited for more than two hours, and the curvature of the lip was deeper because of her performance.

It’s still slow, and it’s so fast now.Mo Chen thought that after all, she could not get rid of him.

“I want to come back before dark, okay?”Otherwise my mother will be worried."Fang Yao didn’t say much, just asked such a word.

“Naturally.”Mochen is happy.

As long as she is willing to stay with him, the length of time is not a problem.He also believed that an afternoon was enough time for Fang Yao to have a better understanding of himself.

"The carriage is already outside, please."Mo Chen made a gesture of invitation, Fang Yao did not push, and walked in front of him.

Outside the church, I saw a carriage parked at the door.The driver is a hundred holes, but looking at it not like a rough job, the air field that is full of cold and killing, let Fang Yao subconsciously guess his identity.

Mo Chen's Guard.

And he is still a master, not much worse than a thousand.

Fang Yao stepped on the stool and stepped on the carriage, and Mo Chen drilled in behind.Before she sat down, she took the gold-copper crane next to her and handed it to her.

“Really ready for this!”Fang Yao was a little surprised, she thought that Mo Chen was just talking.

"Of course, I heard that Yao girl is afraid of cold, how can she not prepare for this."If I am sick, Aunt Lan will find me to settle the account, and I will not be able to explain it."Mo Chen half is a funny tone, but in his hand is doing extremely serious things, even took down the cloak on his neck and surrounded Fang Yao's body.

This move was so sudden that Fang Yao, who had always been quick to respond, was somewhat unprepared.

When she returned to God, people were already encircled between their arms.

This distance, this kind of action, too ambiguous, if let outsiders see, even if there are hundreds of mouths, can not explain.

"Big brother, you..." Fang Yao subconsciously wanted to retreat, but behind it is the wall, there is no retreat at all.Fang Yao was very helpless and very angry, but before she could send out the fire, Mo Chen had already tied her.

“Isn’t that warm?”Mo Chen completely ignored the anger in Fang Yao's eyes, and admired the shawl of his tie.

“Brother, please don’t do that next time.”Then he said, and put his hand on it.Mochen tugged at her, “What do you want?”

“Take it back to you!”Fang Yao directly, half not because Mo Chen is the prince, leave him in love.

“It’s just a quilt, how about being so angry?”Besides, I don't mean anything else, I'm just afraid you're cold."The smile on Mo Chen’s face finally had a moment of stiffness.

She and Mo away how close she can do, he just put on a cloak for her is so unhappy, this difference is too big.

"Eighth brother, even if there is no Mo left, you and I are very different, and you are destined to be the opposite in the future, why should it be so, and provoke others to gossip."And I'm not used to being so close to strangers."Fang Yao spoke plainly.

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was even more ugly, but the curvity of the lip was raised again.

"You and the ninth brother, but also the identity of the difference, why with him in the future together with him, and I in the same way?" 」Again, even if there are nine brothers, you and her are not married, two undecided relatives, many things are unknown, why should the girl hang in a tree, take a long-term view, perhaps some people are more suitable for you than the nine brothers, more protective of you, to give you the glory and wealth is not certain.

Fang Yao heard the words, not angry and sneered out: "Eighth brother, I think you misunderstood, I am separated from Mo, not to covet any fame and fortune and glory."My feelings with Mo, the most fortunate is that although the identity is very different, but we value the same view of life, have a common interest and hobbies.The most annoying thing is that I am a civilian, he is not.The so-called princely identity, in our eyes, is an obstacle, not a blessing, a prison, not a rich.Even Mo left wondering how good it would be if he was born in the home of ordinary people.Those so-called imperial power, who loves to fight who goes, he does not want, he just wants to find someone to love, and then simply and plain life.Just like now, don't worry about the world, do what we just want to do."

Mo Chen Weiyan, always thought that Mo left in front of him to say something he wanted to get rid of the palace to be a civilian is just an angry word, did not expect Mo to leave Fang Yao also said so.

Does he really attach so much importance to this relationship, only love beauty, do not love the mountains?

“Do you believe in the twilight?”He asked.

“Which word?”

"Do not love the imperial power, only want to find one person, white hair old, simple and flat life."Moton reminded me.

“Of course, we believe that this is a promise we have made with our lives several times, and why we do not believe it.”

“How many times have you made a promise to your life?”Mo Xuan muttered this sentence, the last time Mo Wei also said to him like this, the words are not the same, but the meaning is almost the same.

He really wanted to know what Fang Yao and Mo had gone through in the end, so that a person did not love the imperial power and only loved beauty.Let the other person, do not love the glory and wealth, only want Tanaka to stay together.

Needless to say, he was so jealous.

Jealousy of ink, jealous of him can meet such an otherworldly, indifferent to the heart of the strange woman.More jealous of Fang Yao's death on the ground of ink.

Behind this jealousy, there is a hint of ridicule.

He believes that in the royal family, any royal child is not worthy of talking about feelings, nor is he worthy of having.The so-called true love is only the use of both men and women.

Where there is a real feeling, then real feelings, sincere love, in the face of rights, vulnerable, in the wave of beautiful women, quickly eliminated.

No emotion is eternal, it will be updated often because different people have different exploit effects.

The so-called bland and simple, but just empty talk.

It is nothing more than a word of hiding ambition.

He does not believe, and one day, when the mountains are available, he will give up for Fang Yao and will not want it.

Now to say such a dashing word, but to see clearly their own situation and situation, how to fight, but also to fight in the palace background and backing of the prince, rather than exhausting, finally hit the head to break the blood, it is better to retreat, seek a little peace, so that there can be more shelter.

The people's thoughts in the palace, he can see clearly, and no one can escape his eyes.

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