The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 93 Stealing Fragrance, Moved to His Room

After saying that, Feng Qianya straightened up, looked sideways at Tong'er, her crescent eyebrows raised lightly, "Tong'er, follow me in."

Then she went straight into Xuanyuan Mochen's room,
Seeing her entering his room, Xuanyuan Mochen raised his crimson lips lightly, and picked out a smile that was not a smile, and an incomprehensible dark color formed in his seductive phoenix eyes.

Xuanyuan Liluo took the little changes on his face into the bottom of his eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his handsome and picturesque face was indifferent, he couldn't tell whether it was happiness or anger, his warm voice carried the usual lazy Lazy charm, "Sixth brother, it's time for me to go into the palace to feel the pulse of my father, and my sixth brother will go with me, no matter what, he will always be our father."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes darkened slightly, his handsome face became tense, and his thin-winged crimson lips pursed into a cold and charming arc.

But he didn't answer.

Seeing that he did not speak, Xuanyuan Liluo felt helpless on his brows, and his tone was tinged with sadness, "Sixth Brother, really don't want to go to the palace to see Father? Father's health is getting worse day by day, already..."

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Liluo stopped, and his light brown eyes stared at Xuanyuan Mochen with deep meaning, "Forget it! Do you want to follow Sixth Brother or not."

After Xuanyuan Liluo finished speaking, he got up and went straight out of Yihanxuan.

Looking at his leaving back, Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes were filled with complicated emotions like a sea tide, and it took a while before they returned to calm.

He glanced in the direction of his room with his deep eyes, and pursed his crimson lips lightly, "Fengying, prepare the carriage."

"Yes!" Fengying responded, and immediately went to prepare the carriage, thinking in his heart that their Ninth Princes had the ability to send their princes into the palace to see the old emperor with just a few words. In the past year, the number of times their princes have entered the palace It can be counted, including the last dinner, the number of times their prince entered the palace this year is less than five times.

Feng Qianyu, who returned to Xuanyuan Mochen's room, directly asked Tong'er to order her servants to move all her things from Muxiyuan to Yihanxuan.

And the things belonging to Xuanyuan Mochen in Yihanxuan, she asked Tong'er to clean them up, and threw them to Mu Xiyuan.

If Xuanyuan Mochen found out after returning home, he might be so angry again.

After taking a comfortable bath, Feng Qianya yawned and went to bed.

When she fell asleep, she fell into a deep sleep until night.

After Xuanyuan Mochen returned home, he learned that she had moved her own things into Yihanxuan, but had thrown his belongings to Mu Xiyuan. Although he was angry, he didn't get angry right away, but stayed still. The sensual ordered people to move his belongings back to Yihanxuan.

He turned the wheelchair very quietly and entered his room, breathing evenly into his ears, and his crimson lips fluttered indiscernibly.

Turning the wheelchair to the side of the nine-foot wide bed, with a light wave of the sleeve robe, he opened the brocade curtain, and quickly flipped onto the wide bed, for fear that when she woke up, his big white hand would touch the back of her neck , clicked her sleeping hole.

Gently embracing her in his arms, he lowered his eyes to lock her sleeping face tightly, and those coquettish phoenix eyes shone with a charming light under the burning candlelight.

His white and slender fingers gently stroked her pink lips, and his cold and sharp eyes softened a little.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips softly.

(End of this chapter)