Concubine Meng drove to the prince to take a detour

Chapter 94 What Can I Do If I Hug You
"Miss?" Yue'er looked at the lady worriedly, but she could feel that the lady didn't want to talk, so she could only silently watch over the bed.

Qiao Mo was so bored by herself, she lifted the quilt again, and looked at the top of the bed.

Chu Yuyan should take the initiative to return the hairpin to her, after all, it belongs to her.

But what if Chu Yuyan doesn't pay back?
Qiao Mo reached out and touched her neck, even if he didn't give it back to her, she had to find a way to get it back!
Qiao Mo thought about it, but she didn't expect to fall asleep soon, probably because of the medicine.

Chu Yuyan stood in the hall, looking at the corpse being carried up, with his hands behind his back.

Although Leng Fengchen was injured, he still followed Chu Yuyan.

"Prince, when we arrived, he was already dead." Leng Fengchen said in a deep voice, he could not think of anyone else who could snatch someone away in the palace, except for the Ouchi guards.

Chu Yuyan looked at the corpse for a while, then raised his hand and waved: "Take it out, if the queen mother comes to ask, she will say that Chu'er is seriously injured and cannot see guests."

"Yes." Leng Fengchen took the order and watched Chu Yuyan go out.

Qiao Mo has the Lan Mei Jue by her side, so any skin injuries are not a problem.

Except that the ankle is a little serious, the rest of the place has almost healed.

Qiao Mo sat at the window and looked outside with her chin resting on her hand.

"Xiao Cailan, take me out to play when you have time." Qiao Mo felt that her IQ was not enough here.

The people who once crushed a school with IQ are now completely crushed by others.

"I can't get out, you are the future princess." Lan Meijue refused while sitting at the table eating some fruit.

Qiao Mo turned her head and gave him a cold look, why did she insist on adding the latter sentence.

Lan Meijue continued to eat: "You said that if you were in the general's mansion, I could still take you out. It's difficult in this deep palace compound."

"Stop pretending." Qiao Mo said, limped over and sat down directly opposite him: "Hey, Chu Yuyan never returned the hairpin to me, you said he wouldn't see anything Bar?"

"Isn't the things in the palace just like that? The emperor rewarded you with so many things last time. If he asks, you can just say that the emperor gave it to you?" Lan Meijue despised her.

"That's right." Qiao Mo slapped her forehead, not knowing what she was struggling with.

"By the way, did you help me with what I asked you to do last time?" Qiao Mo took the orange he had picked up and ate it rudely.

Lan Meijue trembled slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

"Buy it, it's a prosperous area in the south of the Yangtze River. It's just that I don't understand why you bought a house and land in the countryside?" Naturally, Lan Meijue didn't tell her, if Chu Lichen didn't let her go, how could she leave?

"Planting the land, my sister's IQ is not enough here, and she has to recover from her injuries." Qiao Mo said as a matter of course.

"Pfft..." Lan Meijue, who has always been calm, vomited decisively, and looked at Qiao Mo with a terrified face, "Planting...planting the land?"

"That's right." Qiao Mo looked at him with disgust, despising his restlessness.

Lan Meijue realized her disrespect, coughed lightly and wiped the corner of her mouth: "Don't forget, the poison on your body has not been cured yet."

"When he becomes the emperor, I will naturally get the antidote." Qiao Mo said as a matter of course.

"You have confidence in him." Lan Meijue snorted coldly.

"It's not that I have confidence, okay? It's that Chu Yuyan is obviously not Chu Lichen's opponent. Let's not talk about Chu Lichen's fox himself. It's the people behind him. You are the number one village in the world, right? My father , I don’t know who to help.”

Lan Meijue looked at her appreciatively.

"But how do you know that Chu Lichen will definitely give you the antidote?"

Forehead?
Qiao Mo was startled and blinked at him.

"He...he can't count what he says, can he?" Qiao Mo has always trusted Chu Lichen for granted.

Lan Meijue looked at her deeply, afraid that when the time came, the person who didn't want to detoxify would become her.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm scared." Qiao Mo's back was sweating coldly when she saw Lan Mei's farewell eyes, she felt more scared than seeing Chu Lichen.

Lan Meijue got up calmly, and patted herself, "It's not me you're afraid of, look back."

Qiao Mo looked back puzzled, and saw the tall figure standing behind the screen.

"My mother." Qiao Mo jumped to Lan Meijue's side with one foot, and put one hand on his shoulder: "When did he come?"

"Come when you said you want to farm." Lan Meijue said with a smile.

Qiao Mo kicked him directly with her injured foot, but she was the one who hurt.

"It's not moral." Qiao Mo said angrily.

Lan Meijue took a step back in a good mood, "Little sister, let's go first for brother."

"Hey..." Qiao Mo watched him leave, angry welling up, this is unreliable.

Lan Meijue left, only the two of them were left in this room.

Qiao Mo sat down directly at the table. Anyway, Chu Lichen didn't care about the Prince's East Palace. What he liked was the Golden Palace.

Chu Lichen came out from behind the screen, but the coldness around her body showed that she was burning with anger at this moment.

Qiao Mo hadn't seen him since she came back. It was said that the last time he entered the palace to ask An to pass by the East Palace, but she was recovering from her injuries, so naturally she wouldn't see him.

The most important thing is that in Qiao Mo's heart, there is still anger. Chu Lichen is really the worst partner she has ever seen in this world.

Chu Lichen sat beside Qiao Mo, and Qiao Mo did not pour tea for him.

There is anger in everyone.

Chu Lichen was because of that letter; and Qiao Mo was because of Xie Molin, who left him behind.

The whole room was so quiet that no one spoke first.

Chu Lichen poured the tea by himself, making it clear that he would spend it with her just like that.

The quiet atmosphere gradually took on a feeling of suffocation.

Finally, Qiao Mo couldn't bear it anymore and got up, and turned to leave.

However, Chu Lichen held her wrist the moment she stood up, exerted a little force, and made Qiao Mo sit on his legs.

"What are you angry about?" Chu Lichen said in a deep voice, even if she didn't say anything, Chu Lichen could tell that she was angry.

Qiao Mo looked down at him coldly, "My lord, our contract does not include hugging."

What is she mad about?
Qiao Mo also wanted to know why she was angry?
"What if the king hugs you?" Chu Lichen said, feeling a little better.

Qiao Mo still didn't want to pay attention to him.

Chu Lichen checked the wound on her body, and it was basically healed.

Since this is the case, it is time for him to settle the score.

Chu Lichen wrapped her struggling body with one hand, and took out the rice paper with the other.

Qiao Mo looked down, and took it over at Chu Lichen's signal, and knew what it was after reading the beginning.

"Isn't it for An Xinyue?" Why is it where he is?
"The reason why I asked you to practice calligraphy is to write these shameless things?" Chu Lichen frowned and blamed, if he didn't look carefully at the handwriting, it was indeed from his hand.

"Who is shameless?" Qiao Mo was angry, and turned to stare at him, "You know shame, why did you push this on me? Besides, isn't that your future princess, and it's not like you haven't done it before."

Chu Lichen looked at her deeply, "Read it to me."

"No." Didn't she say it as a confession, and she wasn't a brain twitch.

Chu Lichen raised his eyebrows, "If you read it, I can promise you a promise."

"Really?" Qiao Mo looked at him distrustfully.

"Has this king ever lied to you?" Chu Lichen said in a low voice.

"Any promise is fine?" If he agrees, it will be a blank edict, and it doesn't seem to be a disadvantage to pay it back with a love letter.

Chu Lichen nodded, the promise he made naturally counted.

Qiao Mo looked at him with a frown, and then searched for him.

"What are you looking for?" Chu Lichen frowned, but did not stop her.

Qiao Mo finally pulled off the jade pendant from his waist: "That's all, use this as proof, and I'll return it to you when I ask you to fulfill my promise."

Chu Lichen wanted to take the jade pendant back, but seeing her frightened look, he let her go.

This jade pendant was left to him by his mother and concubine back then, and he never left, but now this girl took it away.

"Chu Yuyan knows this jade pendant." Chu Lichen just reminded him lightly.

"I'll put it away, don't worry." Qiao Mo said with a smile, obviously still angry, but at this moment she was very happy because of this blank promise.

Putting away the jade pendant, Qiao Mo opened the rice paper and read it with a smile. Anyway, such things are not uncommon in the 21st century.

Dearest Moon Baby:
My life has changed because of you. I once thought that what you brought me was just the warmth of home.However, after a few days of retreat, I realized that Yue'er is so precious to me.My king had countless dreams, and you were in every dream, and you were nestled in my arms, so intimate; this king had countless fantasies, and you were in every fantasy, fantasy You, enchanting and charming, make this king want to go crazy.Now it is the third watch, the moon is in the middle of the sky, bright and clean, why does my king miss Yue'er as much as Yue'er, when I am healthy, I will definitely take Yue'er into my arms and talk about kissing.

Qiao Mo's voice is elegant, and her tone is even more pure when she reads these words.

After Qiao Mo finished reading, she looked back at Chu Lichen: "How about it, my sister's writing is not bad."

"You have had countless dreams, and every dream has this king, in which you are nestled in the arms of this king, so intimate; you have had countless fantasies, every fantasy has this king, You in the fantasy, enchanting and charming, make this king almost go crazy."

Chu Lichen's voice was low and hoarse, with the grace of a violin, but he tampered with the content.

"I don't even know that Mo'er has coveted me to such an extent?"

The voice was hoarse, teasing, and in an unprecedented good mood.

The corner of Qiao Mo's mouth twitched, what did he say?
She, Qiao Mo, will covet him!
What an international joke!
(End of this chapter)