Chapter 1607 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 158

After Qiao Ran transplanted the flowers one by one, she was about to lift up the flowerpot beside her, when a slender and beautiful hand stretched out and helped her take it over.

Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the familiar hand, raised her head in disbelief, and saw the person standing in front of her.

He came dressed in wind and frost, wearing a black cloak, and the snowflakes fell on him, falling coldly.

The cold and familiar face, such beautiful eyes, seemed to be infected with frost and snow, and looked at her indifferently.

Qiao Ran heard her heart pounding and falling... I don't know where it fell...

She was so frightened that she wanted to back up, but he grabbed her hand.

The moment Cheng Bianmo grabbed her hand, he clearly felt the coldness of her little hand, frowned in displeasure, and clenched her little hand even more.

He took the flower pot in the other hand to Chen Yi, and then took Qiao Ran's hand and walked towards the courtyard without any explanation.

Along the way, Qiao Ran was in a daze. The only thing she could clearly feel was the warmth from the ironing in his palm, which gradually warmed her hand little by little.

However, how did His Highness the Crown Prince appear here...

Isn't this the mansion of Mr. Mo?

Why did His Royal Highness come here...

Mr. Mo...His Royal Highness...

Qiao Ran's heart trembled suddenly, she raised her head in a daze, looked at Mo's cold profile by the side of Cheng, opened her mouth, and asked, "Your Highness... are you... Mr. Mo?"

Sheng Bianmo didn't answer her, let alone pay attention to her, but just walked in the direction of Tingtang.

Qiao Ran regarded him as acquiescing, her mind went blank, and she couldn't think of anything.

She was all in a daze, letting him lead her, until she finally reached the courtyard, he let go of her hand, and Qiao Ran clenched her little hand, not grasping the lingering warmth, her eyes flickered slightly. After a moment of disappointment, she held her small hand cuffs, stood with her feet together, then raised her eyes, looking in the direction of Cheng Bian Mo in a daze, waiting for him to speak.

She doesn't know why this is so...

Isn't it Mr. Mo? How did you become His Highness the Crown Prince...

Could it be...was it His Royal Highness the Crown Prince from the very beginning?

Then when she was confused, Chengbian Mopo's indifferent voice came, "Starting tomorrow, you don't need to plant flowers anymore."

"I... can't do anything well?" Qiao Ran heard what he meant, and clenched her fingers, unable to tell what it was like in her heart.

And Cheng Bian Mo directly cast his cold eyes on her round belly in a cloak, with a slight sarcasm in his eyes, "What do you think?"

Qiao Ran followed Cheng Bian Mo's gaze and looked down at her round belly, feeling an indescribable shame welling up in her heart, she seemed to understand something, and felt really aggrieved in her heart.

But the person standing in front of her is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, not anyone else...

Qiao Ran lowered her head, clenching her fingers for a long while before she nodded lightly, "Qiao Ran understands..."

But no matter what, she still wants to thank His Royal Highness for helping her...

However, she didn't know that, as soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Bian Mo's eyes instantly became more icy cold, and his tone was cold: "What do you understand?"

"Qiao Ran knows that the crime is serious... I won't bother His Highness anymore..."

After she finished speaking, Cheng Bianmo sat on the seat and smiled slightly,