The most favored concubine in the prosperous age is arrogant

Chapter 17: My Son, Please Respect Yourself (1)
"Hua Hua, Brother Mo Chen misses you very much, Brother Mo Chen is useless, he didn't protect Hua Hua properly, do you blame Brother Mo Chen for Hua Hua?" She didn't see the ferocity on Jun Mochen's face when he said 'protection',
The more Jun Mochen thought about it, the tighter his hug became. Those people were all dead, the red clouds in his eyes were rolling violently, and the veins on his hands and forehead were bulging, but he was afraid of scaring the people around him, so he tried his best to suppress the violence rising in his heart , if you have enough time....

'Let go of me, let me go first' Ruhua felt that she could hardly breathe, her face was blushing, and when she heard her voice, Jun Mochen's red eyes immediately turned dark again, as if it was just an illusion before.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was Mo Chen who was wrong" Jun Mochen hurriedly explained, looking carefully at Ruhua
Ruhua rolled her eyes, and just started to look at the person in front of her, the clothes were torn, her face was covered with mud, and she couldn't see her original face clearly.
But which pair of eyes is the most eye-catching, clean and clear, with rippling water, like a lake, but I seem to have seen it somewhere,
'Hiss' Ruhua covered her head with both hands, why is it so familiar, why can't she remember it.

'Huahua' What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you" Jun Mochen saw that Ruhua suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and suddenly panicked, remembering eight years ago,

"Huahua, don't leave Mochen behind, Mochen will be obedient." He hugged Ruhua again, afraid that Huahua would leave like many years ago and leave himself behind, and he had been looking for it for a long time, so long that they all Said she was dead,
But he didn't believe it, his paintings were so powerful and excellent, they would die first if they were to die.

"I'm fine, let me go first, let me slow down for a while" Ruhua raised her head, looked at him with complicated eyes, frowned,

Have I really met him? Few people know my name. The world only knows Linglong from Sanssouci Palace and Master Wushuang from Juesha. My boudoir name will not be revealed.
Then, he must be related to the memory he lost, and he may be a key person.

Jun Mochen was obedient, so he really didn't bother, letting Ruhua take his time, but his clear eyes were full of worry,

"Is Huahua sick?" Jun Mochen expressed everything in his heart, so straightforward, so defenseless, it would be really stupid to say that Ruhua still can't see his strangeness now.

"I'm fine, it's just an old illness." Ruhua pulled out a smile to comfort the person in front of her, she was not afraid to tell him, for some reason, she just believed that she would not harm him.

"Huahua, I'm sorry for causing you such a serious injury." No wonder you have been raising me for so many years, and you haven't come back to see me

'Do you know me from the past?' Yes, do you know me from the past? When I think back to the past, I feel that things have changed.
Young and ignorant in exchange for nothing but the backboard, the lessons of blood are enough, from now on only the Linglong Palace Master of the Palace of Sanssouci
Ruhua looked at the simple person in front of him, smiled, maybe this is really good, it makes people involuntarily put down their guard, it's so much easier
'Huahua, how do you.... 'Jun Mochen thought for a long time and didn't know how to describe it. He doesn't like this kind of painting.

In his impression, Huahua should be relatively wanton, it's not like that, it's not like that, Jun Mochen is a little sad, but what kind of harm has his Huahua suffered, who is it....

Ruhua looked at the people who were anxious for her, and couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart. It's not that no one cares about her,
(End of this chapter)