The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 58
Mo Ziyuan leaned over to support him, and stroked his forehead, the tentacles were hot for a while, it seemed that the wound was inflamed and caused the fever.

Looking around, there is indeed a sunken cave a few feet away. The director should have visited many plots of the TV series.

Although the cave was not far away, Prince Rui was a tall man. Relying on his small body, it took Mo Ziyuan a lot of effort to drag him into the cave.

The man who put down the unconscious man, although it was winter at this time, his forehead was still covered with a thin layer of sweat due to the intense exercise, and without taking a moment to rest, Mo Ziyuan found a large pile of tree branches from around. Chai lit a big fire in the cave.

Both of them were drenched to the ground, and the cold wind was fierce. The most urgent thing right now was to dry their clothes.

Fortunately, she had the experience of disguising herself as a man before, and she is no stranger to men's attire. It was just that she was so close and blatantly peeking at the handsome man in front of her. It still made her breathe hard, and her beating heart felt like it was about to jump out of her body. Besides, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I was completely at a loss.

Putting his heart on the line, acting like a strong man with the determination to cut his wrists, squinting his eyes and silently saying "see no evil" in his heart, he hurriedly undressed Prince Rui, and touched his body with his fingertips. At this time, he was naked all over, The perfect body was completely outlined under the firelight, with a strong chest, honey-colored skin, clear and hard stripes, although she was in a coma without any movement, she was full of charm.

Mo Ziyuan's heart thumped, and suppressed the frantic heartbeat, only to find that Prince Rui had several stab wounds all over his body. After soaking in the river water, the wounds had turned white. Although there were several small porcelain bottles in his inner robe, But she couldn't tell the good from the bad, and she didn't dare to use it rashly. She simply wiped it and wrapped it with a clean brocade handkerchief.

Finally completed this great project, Mo Ziyuan took a deep breath, it seems that she is really not the material to serve a man, to prevent him from catching a cold, Mo Ziyuan covered him with the cloak that had been dried before, and then started baking Looking at his robe, he caught a glimpse of a purse full of plum blossoms hanging on it, Mo Ziyuan rolled his eyes, "A man so manly, actually carries such a purse!"

After drying his own clothes, he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, soaked it and put it on his fiery forehead to cool it down. After wiping the scum on his face, his body suddenly felt weak and sleepy. When the attack came, he put Prince Rui's head on his lap, closed his eyes and was about to take a nap.

"Mother!"

"do not leave me!"

Suddenly hearing a painful voice that seemed to come from the distant past, Mo Ziyuan opened her eyes suddenly, seeing Prince Rui talking to herself like a child-like helpless dreamer, holding back the soreness in her heart, she silently opened her arms and hugged her. Hold her, pat her back, and say softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay!"

After comforting for a while, seeing the breathing of the man in his arms gradually stabilized, Mo Ziyuan's face softened slightly, and gently smoothed the word "Chuan" between his brows, looking at the quiet and timeless delicate face, an inexplicable palpitation arose in his heart. move.

When I first met him, I thought he was as cold as ice and lonely, but after getting along with him, I found that although he was frivolous and conceited, he was also warm and affectionate. Now his lonely appearance also makes people feel pity, and this time he risked his life to save him even more It is with one's own life and death.

Jing Yu, who is the real you under the layers of your heart!

I don't know how long he was in a coma, Prince Rui slowly opened his eyes, his gaze swept around quickly, and he woke up again, he was in such a cave, and what was the limp thing on his head?

Prince Rui sat up holding his wound. The woman beside him was sleeping soundly. The clothes on the two of them had been dried, and it was almost dusk outside the cave. Seeing the exhaustion on her face, she should have taken care of him for half a day.

Prince Rui was slightly moved, with a tender feeling in his heart, he put his arms around her shoulders so that she could rest her head comfortably on his chest.

Time passed bit by bit, when Mo Ziyuan rubbed her sleepy eyes and a magnified face appeared in front of her, she exclaimed "ah" and jumped up.

"What, did you have a nightmare?" Prince Rui's pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to be dripping water were pinched on a perfect and handsome face, making Mo Ziyuan confused for a moment not knowing where he was.

But he clearly remembered that before going to sleep, in order to make him more comfortable, he used his own legs as his human pillow, so how could he lean on the wounded so shamelessly after falling asleep.

"Ah... I'm sorry, my lord!" Mo Ziyuan left Prince Rui's shoulders like lightning, and stroked his forehead like a green onion, still burning hot, and said worriedly: "My lord, your fever hasn't gone away yet. Lie down, and this servant will apply another cold veil to you."

When her soft catkin touched Prince Rui's face, his heart almost jumped out, as if peach blossoms touched his face, the soft fingertips seemed to touch the bottom of his heart like magic, and there was a touch of love on his pale face intentionally or unintentionally. Warmth, "Did you change my king's clothes?"

Mo Ziyuan's eyes were bright, she held her chin and smiled and said: "Yes! Your lord, you just hugged your servant and called your mother, so this servant will be responsible to the end!"

Prince Rui raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, slightly sullenly said: "Nonsense!"

It was rare for Mo Ziyuan to see his frantic expression, so she thought it was very funny, so she chuckled recklessly, before choking again, she caught a glimpse of Prince Rui's face getting darker and darker, and coughed twice, "Your servant is just It's just a joke, my lord, don't be angry, as long as the servant knows that you love the concubine, I won't gossip around! I promise!" Then he made a gesture of sealing his mouth.

"Girl, don't you know that this king's mother is not Concubine Xing?" Prince Rui's voice seemed to come from the clouds.

Mo Ziyuan was stunned when she heard the words, and asked with a guilty conscience: "What about your mother?" It can't be said that the close maid is so indifferent to her master's affairs, although Lan Yang did seem to say that Prince Rui is She was raised by Concubine Xing's side since she was a child.

Prince Rui was silent for a long time, and just now squeezed out three words "died!"

Mo Ziyuan herself also lost her mother since she was a child. At this time, Fang felt that she and him were in the same disease, so she couldn't help asking: "My lord, do you miss your mother?"

However, in a blink of an eye, he thought that he mistaken her for his own mother in a coma before, and he must have been thinking too hard, so he said again: "My lord, do you know? In the hometown of slaves, it is said that after a person dies, he will become a god in the sky. The star, it will guard the person she loves most in the sky, so every time I miss my mother, I look up at the stars in the sky, when it blinks at me, I feel that my mother is talking to me, You see that you have a high position and authority, and you are loved by the emperor and Concubine Xing, it must be your mother who has a spirit in heaven, and bless you with joy and happiness in Chang'an!"

After hearing her finish, Prince Rui touched her cheeks as fat. He seemed to see her appearance clearly from his heart. She was as soft as water, as firm as ice, and as thin as smoke. He smiled slightly, like the breeze and bright moon, which made Mo Ziyuan feel at ease. , "Want to hear my story?"

(End of this chapter)