Married You On Condition

Fei Xiaoyue laughingly looks at Mo Tinghui. Although she has asked, Li Fei says it will take at least a year. Although she thinks it's a little long, it's understandable. She's just afraid that Mo Tinghui can't stand such a statement, so Fei Xiaoyue simply pretends not to know.

"Crescent moon, when you recover, can I take you out of the palace?" Mo Tinghui looks at Fei Xiaoyue and says seriously.

This is what Mo Tinghui thought for a long time. He thinks that women need to be coaxed. Crescent moon is no exception. Of course, his idea of this trip is not so simple.

"Really? Can we go out of the palace? " Fei Xiaoyue is unbelievable. Is mo Tinghui really going to take her out of the palace? Can she finally fly out of the golden cage and get some air?

"Of course, it's true. I'll ask the doctor later how long it will take for him to recover, so that I can make arrangements." Mo Ting Hui said softly.

Feixiaoyue's face darkens when she hears the words. One year later, it will take one year for her legs to fully recover. We can imagine how hard it will be this year.

"Alas, the emperor doesn't need to ask. My concubine has asked. The doctor says it will take at least one year." Fei Xiaoyue said bitterly.

A year, a long and painful 360 days, Fei Xiaoyue can almost imagine the painful waiting of this year.

"A year?" Mo Tinghui is a little silly. Will it take so long? But if you think about it, a year or so, he will spend more time with yueya'er. Maybe yueya'er will have a deeper feeling for him before he goes out of the palace.

Mo Tinghui's travel had three purposes. First, of course, in order to win the favor of crescent moon. Second, it's natural to cultivate their feelings. It's better for Yueya to never mention leaving after she comes back from the trip. Third, in recent years, he has stretched himself too tight. He is really tired. He needs to relax and adjust. He has thought about this method for a long time.

"Yes, but I've decided to get out of the palace as soon as possible." Fei Xiaoyue took Mo Tinghui's hand and sat up from the bed, excitedly announced: "from tomorrow, I will start to do rehabilitation."

"Rehabilitation? Did the doctor say that? " Mo Tinghui is a stranger to the word rehabilitation.

"No, I said it myself. Emperor, I need you to prepare some auxiliary equipment for me." Fei Xiaoyue said excitedly.