Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 1642
"Aren't you afraid of running out in the middle of the night and blowing your body? San Huang's Wife is not worried about you?"

Nan Fengxun was taken aback, a trace of grief flashed in Mo Yu's eyes.

He folded the handkerchief, put it in his shirt, and sighed softly.

Does she worry about herself?
Even if you are worried, it's not because you care about him in your heart, so you are worried.

"She... didn't know I was here."

When he heard her calling another man's name, he could no longer act as if nothing had happened, and continued to hug her to sleep.

In my heart, it is very annoying and chaotic. .I really want to go out and get some air by myself.

So, I came here quietly.

No one will ever know. .Zhengxiang who is sleeping in Wanwan. .And those people outside the window left very satisfied when they sneaked into the room and saw him sleeping with her in their arms.

Late at night. .There are few people in Liuli Palace. .There is no one guarding it at all.

He is just an unfavored prince, no court lady is willing to watch outside the bedroom all night.

Except for Su'er who regards him as a prince, the others have already forgotten his identity.

He left Liuli Palace. . .No one will ever know. . .

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care where he was going at such a late hour.

A strange look flashed in Nanfeng Lianxue's eyes, and she walked to his side in a few steps, "It turned out that she came out without telling Mrs. Sanhuang's wife. Are you afraid that she will be anxious if she finds out that she is gone?"

Nan Fengxun smiled lightly, the smile was bitter and sad, "No... she... won't be in a hurry."

Not someone she cares about. .Will she be in a hurry?

"I don't think anyone would want to come here to blow the cold air on their wedding night."

Especially for a thin-bodied person like him, who has been sick all the time, if he catches a cold or something, his condition may become more serious.

He knew what kind of disease Nan Feng Xun was suffering from. It was almost impossible for him to recover from this disease. Even if he could live for decades, he would still be tortured by the disease.

Nan Fengxun looked into the distance with a sad expression, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his soft voice, "But, didn't the prince also come here to blow the cold wind on the wedding night?"

(End of this chapter)