Zhang Qis small face and big eyes, her skin as white as tender, this cry, her long eyelashes with big drops of tears, one by one rolling down on her cheeks, reflecting the colorful sunlight, is really beautiful.

  In order to see more clearly, King Guangling even stretched out his hand and helped her brush aside her bangs!

  Facing his gaze, Zhang Qi couldnt cry anymore.

  She blinked her eyes repeatedly, slowly stopped crying, and sobbed softly.

  "Are you done crying?"

  Zhang Qi nodded with a sob.

  "Very well," said Prince Kuang of Guangling, "I dont like a crying girl."

  Really?

  Zhang Qis eyes widened.

  Seeing her bright eyes, King Guangling couldnt help but want to smile again. He said in a cold voice: "Especially those who pretend to cry, as soon as I see them, I want to kill them with one sword!"

  The bright light in Zhang Qis eyes disappeared.

  The Prince of Guangling slightly curled up the corners of his mouth and stroked her face, "After returning to the mansion, pack your luggage quickly, there wont be time to wait for you later."

  Zhang Qis eyes widened in shock!

  Her lips trembled and she finally said weakly: "But, but I dont want to."

  "I said, your eyes are very clean. And your face is not bad, it wont make me feel annoyed when I look at you. So, whether you want to or not, you have to think about it." With that, the King of Guangling took out a handful of gold from his sleeve and threw it at her, "Go back and prepare, pack whatever you need to bring."

  Having said that, he turned around and got on a carriage with two men in black clothes.

  It wasnt until his carriage had gone some distance that Zhang Qi finally called out in a low voice. In the blink of an eye, she then shut her mouth tightly.

  According to legend, he was a broad-minded and magnanimous person. Such a person should not be fond of making things difficult for others, so why is it actually not the case?

  She didnt think that the magnanimity of the Prince of Guangling was directed at her. What was she, anyway? In the eyes of men everywhere, a little girl like her who threw tantrums had a bad temper, and talking about her wishes was just a silly little girls fantasy. Anyway, whether it was this person or that one, they were all lowly people who would take advantage of her, and once she had a good life, she would know to be grateful.

  Zhang Qi stood there stupidly for a while before turning her head around.

  As she turned her head, she saw Xiao Mo standing twenty steps away, staring at her coldly.

  Xiao Mo? When did he come?

  Jian Zhen finally noticed herself, Xiao Mo strode towards her with big steps.

  He stared at her for a while before turning his head to look at the departing carriage of Prince Guangling.

  Looking back, Xiao Mo saw Zhang Yi with his head down and a bitter face, his hair had been re-combed by her earlier. He slowed down his voice and said: "Take it?"

  "What? What?"

  "Gold." Gold? The gold given by the King of Guangling? Zhang Guis hand trembled for a moment, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and handed the gold to Xiao Mo.

  As soon as she handed over the gold, she smiled with her eyes curved like crescent moons and said to Xiao Mo: "Mo, can this gold be used to buy some good land? Can you help me buy some more?"

  Hes really quick-witted!

  Xiao Mo stared at her, his voice low and deep, "What do you want so much good land for? Are you afraid of not having enough food to eat?" He put the gold away in his bosom and took out another oilcloth package.

  Handing over the oilcloth package that Zhang Qi was extremely familiar with to her, Xiao Mo said: "Jinzi, you can forget about it, take this instead."

  Zhang Qi took over.

  She didnt have to look to know that there was a deed inside this oilcloth package.

  She had just given it to Xiao Mo, and now he was returning it to her hands again.

  Zhang Qi looked down at it.

  She wanted to grit her teeth, throw it back in Xiao Mos face, think... but she didnt want to do anything anymore.

  Whats the use? Her words are the most stubborn, but no one listens; her ambitions are the greatest, but they are ridiculed by others. Its also true that those courtesans who come and go, those prostitutes who live and die in turmoil, how can they possibly have men willing to listen to their thoughts?

  Its like "The Beauty Ode", as long as the beautys clothes and appearance are written vividly, who cares whether her smile is tears or hatred?

  Zhang Qi lowered her eyes and put the deed into her bosom.

  Its all right, she herself had no way to resist King Guangling, lets see if Xiao Mo has any good ideas.

  Seeing her withdraw, Xiao Mo finally unfolded a smile, he stroked her cheek and said in a low voice: "Hide yourself better, there cant be another time like this." As he spoke, he gazed deeply at Zhang Qi again. From the conversation between her and the King of Guangling just now, it could be seen that this little girl had hidden many things.

  He said her face cant be seen by others anymore, and he has no time to deal with the troubles she causes again and again?

  Zhang Qi lowered her eyes and didnt respond. She turned around and was about to climb onto the carriage.

  Xiao Mo glanced at the car curtain and beckoned to Xiao Lu in the distance.

  Xiao Lu ran over and after arriving, Xiao Mo pointed at the carriage curtain and said: "Immediately have someone make a same one and send it over."

  Xiao Lu looked and said with a bitter face: "Lang Jun, Im afraid it wont be that fast." Its unlikely to arrive before Zhang Jin discovers it.

  Xiao Mo nodded and said, "Its okay if its slow."

  "Yes."

  Xiao Lu walked away, Xiao Mo put his hands behind his back and quietly looked at the distant green hills, but didnt make a sound.

  Zhang Qi stood behind him with her hands and feet shrinking back, not daring to make a sound.

  After a while, Xiao Mo said in a low voice: "What did King Guangling just say to you?"

  "What? Prince Guangling? He gave me gold and told me to get ready."

  Listening to her soft and gentle voice, Xiao Mo turned his head around.

  He stared at her and asked: "How did you get to know him?" Why was he so concerned about her?

  Zhang Qis ten fingers touched each other, and she said in a low voice: "It was that day when Lang Jun had a banquet at his house. I washed my face by the pond and he saw me. He said my eyes are very clean, and when I look at him, I dont have any evil thoughts, and he likes it."

  It is possible with the appearance of Prince Guangling.

  Xiao Mos face sank even further.

  "After a while, he said: Go back and rest assured, I will handle this matter."

  Zhang Qi didnt make a sound, seeing him staring at her, she said in a low voice: "Ah Qi still likes that poem."

  Isnt it that sentence "Id rather be a pair of mandarin ducks in the wild, than a lone crane in the clouds"? Xiao Mo stared at her.

  "He slowly said: Thats impossible, you dont have to like it."

  Zhang Qis face turned pale, and she finally closed her mouth tightly.

  Since words are useless, lets use actions then.

  At this time, a burst of chatter came from behind.

  The young master and his wife have returned.

  Zhang Qi hastily bowed towards Xiao Mo and said, "I bid farewell." After speaking, she crouched down and flashed behind a horse carriage.

  She saw him with a timid and respectful expression, his big eyes blinking at her as if begging, and Xiao Mos heart softened slightly.

  He nodded at her in the morning and turned back, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face that made people feel like spring breeze, he walked towards her.

  Before long, a cry of surprise made Zhang Ji tremble, "This, this carriage curtain is..."

  Then, a voice of surprise came from Lang Jun, "This is clearly cut by a sharp blade! Could it be that there are thieves eyeing us?" As soon as this was said, the surroundings buzzed. Zhang Jins two maidservants quickly climbed up, and after a while, one of them said inside, "The things are all here."