Marry instead, favor the first princess

Chapter 195 What Are You Afraid of 2
Even if all this was really caused by Mo Shangchen, she still relied on his existence from the bottom of her heart... What was different from before was that she lost her previous cautiousness and instead recovered her original nature.

"Besides the waist, where else?"

Mo Shangchen's questioning words interrupted Mingyue's continued meditation.

Startled slightly, then shook his head to show that there were no other wounds... Staring carefully at Mo Shangchen, he saw his three thousand whites scattered on her body, rendering a brilliant snow-white color, And his mask concealed all his face, so she never saw his face.

Mingyue, you are my concubine.

In the ears, the words Mo Shangchen just said just now echoed, and the bright moon suddenly took on the color of prying eyes... Stretching out his hand, he approached Mo Shangchen's mask bit by bit, getting closer, getting closer, but often It was only one step away, so he had to stop.

It was Mo Shangchen who stretched out his hand and clamped it down... And there was a hidden wave in his eyes instantly, and his tone suddenly cooled down: "You don't want to see it."

If there is no mistake, Mingyue clearly felt Mo Shangchen's trembling and the flash of panic... and the strength he held her wrist was so strong that Mingyue couldn't help but frown tightly.

"Mo Shangchen, what are you afraid of?"

This sentence should have been hidden in the bottom of my heart, but Mingyue couldn't help asking.

Mo Shangchen, he would be afraid... But he is no one else, he is Mo Shangchen, how could he be afraid?

She knew that in ancient times, appearances played a certain role, but that was for women... Mo Shangchen was a man, no matter how unsightly his appearance was, he shouldn't have to cover it up like this!

Furthermore, she always felt that it was not just about appearance.

The movement of Mo Shangchen's hands stopped, and then he sighed without looking up: "Girl, some things are painful to know."

Mingyue pursed the corners of her lips, Ruyan didn't say anything anymore...but it hurts to know?It seemed that every time she touched on some issues, he always used these kinds of words back and forth to her, leaving her no room to refute.

Pour out some ointment, and apply it gently on the wound... Looking at the densely packed marks on it, a cold light flashed in Mo Shangchen's deep eyes, and it disappeared quickly.

Mingyue couldn't help but uttered a word in a low voice, dripping sweat appeared on her forehead... Although the ointment was cool and cool on it, the wound seemed to be unable to touch even the slightest bit, even the lightest force would still shrink endlessly with.

Finally, spread the ointment evenly on the wound.

Afterwards, Mo Shangchen got up and got out of bed... Mingyue suddenly realized that the two of them had been in such an intimate and ambiguous posture all along, and that they had made up their minds to face each other before, but they were also dispersed by him invisibly. .

Useless, useless, I am really useless... Mingyue scolded herself in her heart, but at the same time she was helpless. After all, she thought it was really hard for her to resent Mo Shangchen, let alone when he was gentle under the treatment.

At this moment, there was a light and orderly knock on the door.

"Come in."

Mo Shangchen faintly uttered the word, and stood by the bed with his hands behind his back... Vaguely, it seemed to reveal a boundless sense of loneliness.

The next moment, the door of the room was gently pushed open... but the servant came in cautiously with a bowl of remade soup medicine. Purgatory.

Mo Shangchen took a look at Mingyue, then stretched out his hand to take the bowl... Finally, he turned around and said casually, "You should step back first."

"Yes, my lord..."

Immediately, the servant bent over quickly and retreated to the door as if he had been pardoned... and when he reached the door, Mo Shangchen suddenly added another sentence coldly as if thinking of something: "Wait a minute."

For a moment, the whole body of the servant trembled, thinking that he had made some mistake, he immediately stopped... And Mingyue on the bed also had some doubts on his face, he couldn't help enduring the pain, and slowly sat up .

But he saw Mo Shangchen put the bowl on the table beside him, and then walked to the servant's place by the door... Immediately afterwards, he explained something in a low voice, and the servant nodded and retreated again and again. out.

Turning around, he looked at Mingyue who was looking at him two by two, feeling dazed for a moment... Then, Mo Shangchen moved again and walked to the table to pick up the bowl, and handed it to Mingyue : "Drink it."

Obediently drink it obediently, doesn't it mean admitting defeat again?

Mingyue struggled with each other's thoughts for a while, but she didn't reach out to take it... But in Mo Shangchen's eyes, it was tantamount to a rejection.

Over the years, Mo Shangchen has never had any contact with a woman, and even met him very rarely... Now that he is making an exception, but he is treated with such indifference. vanished.

"Still refusing to drink?"

Mo Shangchen looked at the soup in the bowl, and asked in a low voice, mixed with a trace of unknown taste.

Mingyue's attitude was still stiff, and she gradually loosened up a bit, and her heart followed me a little bit more... I'm afraid one of the things Concubine Shu said was false, and that was to torture her with Mo Shangchen's permission. of.

After all, if it was really Mo Shangchen's instruction, it would definitely make her feel extremely uncomfortable... But now, why would he bother about her wound again and again.His temperament is extremely cold and indifferent, he will never be such a boring person!

But there are some things that may not be fiction... For example, is she the daughter of Nangongxue?Another example, if Mo Shangchen's ultimate goal in marrying her was not based on the prophecy that "the one who wins the heavenly woman wins the world", then what was it for!
All kinds of emotions, such as conflict, confusion, and anxiety, seemed to overwhelm her, causing her to mess up all her arrangements for a while... Inadvertently, she looked sideways at the bowl of soup medicine, and then looked at the person in white in front of her. I feel a faint feeling of irritability.

"I don't want to drink..."

Mingyue added a sentence without changing her expression, her brows were tightly furrowed, she didn't know what she was thinking... But when the words just fell, a white flash flashed in front of her eyes, but it was Mo Shangchen who took a step forward sat on the side of the bed next to her.

Immediately afterwards, under Mingyue's gaze, Mo Shangchen suddenly handed the bowl to his lips... Mingyue dared not look away in shock, but still suspected that she was delusional because the decoction was taken away by Mo Shangchen. Dust drank it.

The next moment, even before Mingyue could react, Mo Shangchen stretched out an arm to wrap around her waist, and then pulled her into his arms... When it settled down, Mingyue couldn't help subconsciously Raising his head, he happened to meet Mo Shangchen's drooping lips slowly, and then their lips pressed against each other tightly.

It was so sudden and violent that when the weird mask touched her cheek, there was a little coldness and slight pain... At the same time, the bitter soup in her mouth rippled, making Mingyue subconsciously want to spit it out, but it was Because Mo Shangchen never left, and from the corner of his eye he saw that he was still holding the bowl in his other hand, so he had to swallow bit by bit as if being forced.

After one mouthful of feeding, Mingyue was so choked that she couldn't help coughing a few times... After a while, just as she calmed down, Mo Shangchen took another mouthful of the decoction and slowly lowered her head. Mingyue wanted to resist, but at the same time With a trace of unknown emotion, this time he finally swallowed obediently.

For some unknown reason, he suddenly felt that the decoction was not as hard to swallow as before.

A bowl of decoction, just like this, was repeatedly fed by Mo Shangchen to Mingyue's mouth... Finally, an empty bowl was thrown from Mo Shangchen's hands, and then landed firmly on the table.

Looking back, they looked at the blushing bright moon two by two... For a moment, a silent tacit understanding was formed invisibly.

At the end, Mo Shangchen suddenly stretched out his hand towards Mingyue's face... Mingyue stared fixedly, knowing that she should dodge, but she never turned her head away, only feeling Mo Shangchen's fingers fixed on the corner of her lips. , followed by a light wipe.

Spreading out the fingertips, I saw some traces left on them.

(End of this chapter)