Love in Xuancheng

Luo Yu seemed to be immersed in the scene at that time and couldn't extricate herself. She still stood there with a sad face. Seeing this, Luo Chen hurriedly came forward and dragged her out with a strap.

"I'm wrong! I'm wrong! As long as you wake up, I'll punish you - wake up quickly!" Feng moye said incoherently, almost begging. He was afraid that as Luo Yu said, he was afraid that she would not wake up. This time it was no better than last time. This time he broke her heart!

The next day, Shen Xingyue woke up slowly and didn't want to wake up as they expected. Feng moye looked at her to wake up and quickly stretched out his hand to soften her red eyes. He saw her wake up many times in the night. The results were hallucinations. He was afraid that this time was no exception!

"Who are you?" Shen Xingyue frowned and asked faintly.

Smell speech, the wind is not evil, the whole person is like thunder, the head roars, who am I? "Don't you know the king?"

"Do you want to recognize?" Shen Xingyue looked pale and stroked his still aching chest.

Her eyes are full of alienation and indifference, and the stabbing wind is as painful as a rolling nail board. After a long time, he said slowly, "you must recognize! You must recognize!" his face was serious and firm.

Shen Xingyue ignored him and called Luoyu to come in and serve him.

Feng moxie frowns. What's going on? Is he teasing me? I don't know Wang, but I know Luo Yu. It's wrong! Feng moye stared at Shen Xingyue and muttered in his heart.

"Go and invite Mo sang. I feel terrible chest pain and uncomfortable all over." Shen Xingyue ordered Luo Yu, as if I couldn't see the wind beside the bed.

Luo Yu was silly for a moment. She didn't know how to react. She slowly raised her finger and pointed to the wind. She whispered, "princess, the prince can also be cured."

"No, I don't know him. I don't trust strangers!" Shen Xingyue looked annoyed.

"Don't you know a stranger?" Luo Yu almost dropped her chin.

"What's wrong? Let me see. Don't be angry!" Feng moye took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

"What are you doing? Stay away from me! I don't like others to touch!" Shen Xingyue glared angrily and hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap herself tightly. She looked frightened and terrified.

"Don't be afraid, the king doesn't move, don't move!" Feng moye comforted with a warm voice, turned his head and said to Luo Yu in a deep voice, "go and bring Mo sang to the king!"

Luo Yu took command, bowed down and hurried out.

Soon, Mo sang followed Luo Yu into the inner room. Before anyone saw him, his voice came in first. "What happened that would make you make an exception?"

Since Shen Xingyue came across the truth in the bathroom, poor Mo Sang was thrown into Yetan by Feng moye. Ice thought passed. If Shen Xingyue hadn't suddenly called him today, Mo Sang was still "talking about the past" with that Millennium ice.

Feng moye has always been a person who never changes his words. Mo sang should have stayed under the pond for a year. Who would have thought that Shen Xingyue had a foot and saved Mo sang by mistake.

Feng moye threw his cold eyes like a man, "help the princess diagnose and treat!" these words were almost squeezed out of his teeth.

Mo sang stepped down, looked strangely at the situation in front of him, understood it, silently and consciously walked forward, bent over and respectfully saluted, and began to help Shen Xingyue carefully explore her pulse.

"The princess's health is not serious. It must be that the prince has treated the princess. Just keep it for a while and it will be all right. Please be relieved." Mo sang said calmly, with a modest and polite attitude, less usual free and easy and smooth, and more awe and formality.