Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1277
The faintly undulating mountains loomed between the half-unbuttoned skirts, and the man's lips, stained with a piece of rose petals, kissed her all the way along her fair neck.

It seems that the destination is the peak of that mountain.

The man couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see his side face, but the familiar eyebrows, needless to say, were also his appearance.

Watching the man's lips fall on her neck, his hands slid from her soft waist all the way to her thighs.

As soon as Xuanyuanchen's body became hot, he imagined in his mind the image of pressing Mo Xiaowan on the armchair in the study and kissing him all the way down. The blood in his body seemed to flow backwards and surge upwards.

After staring at the picture for a while, his breathing became more and more rapid.

He forced himself to turn off the light and tried to fall asleep, but in the end, he seemed to be possessed, his mind was full of unstoppable images of him bullying her.

Obviously the woman in the painting is not her, so why do you suddenly have the idea of ​​blaspheming her like this?

This painting is like throwing a huge stone into his peaceful heart lake. His heart is turbulent, and his body's reaction is also very strong. He can't fall asleep at all.

It was a long night, but he couldn't sleep.

The heat in his body made him think about wanting a woman for the first time. In order to calm down this terrible thought, he put on an unlined garment and left the bedroom, stepping on the night and on the snow to cool himself down.

Especially passing by the small side room where she lived, he actually stood outside the window for a long time, longing for her to suddenly open the window, like in the study, and give him a sweet smile.

What a hell!

Like a ghost, he turned several times in the snow, and wandered several times in the garden.

It wasn't until the icy cold penetrated into the body through the skin, and the chill hit, that terrible thought gradually subsided. After calming down, I tried not to think about the scene in the painting, and then I went back to the bedroom and fell asleep.

After tossing around like this in the middle of the night, he was busy going to court again early the next morning, and it was so cold that Xuanyuanchen was caught by the wind and cold, so he couldn't afford to get sick.

When he got sick, the people in the palace panicked.

Steward Li was afraid that he would not take good care of His Royal Highness, and would not be able to explain to the emperor, so when the imperial doctor took the pulse, he stood nervously by the side.

"His Royal Highness has caught some cold."

The imperial physician took the pulse and let out a long breath.

This illness came on urgently. If there is a serious illness and one is not cured, the emperor will definitely punish him severely.

"This minister will prescribe a prescription for His Highness the Crown Prince. Steward Li will send someone to brew medicine for a few days, and the disease will be cured. It's just that the disease comes like a mountain, and the disease goes like a thread, so it's better to live well. "

"Okay, okay, Miss Yan'er will wait in the room first."

Butler Li went out with the imperial physician to get the prescription, and had to rush to send someone into the palace to inform the emperor, but he was always thinking about it. He heard that if it wasn't for the critical juncture of practicing kung fu, he would have come to the prince's mansion long ago.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is Dijun's darling, and if he has a headache, the Dijun will definitely blame him.

In case of any good or bad, these servants, one by one, don't have a chance to survive.

With Xuanyuanchen's illness, Mo Xiaowan was also extremely nervous.

I was fine last night, how can I be sick?
In the Eighth Prince's Mansion before, except for the time when he was injured by an assassin, he hardly had any ailments.

Mo Xiaowan personally cooked the medicine and brought it in, trying to help him up to feed the medicine, but when he saw the bed collapsed, he was frowning tightly, as if he was still in pain in his sleep.

She felt distressed for a while, feeling like the sky was going to fall down.

When I touched his forehead, it was scaldingly hot.

I have a fever!
(End of this chapter)