The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Soon, Mo Yan walked out of the dorm. The weather in the morning was still a little cold in the autumn. She glanced at the moon guarding the door and reminded her, "Yueer, these days you follow the palace Move to live in Nanyuan, wait for Wang Ye to be ill, then move over again. "Thinking of Guo Xiang and Wudi, Mo Yan said:

"Also, remind Guo Xiang that in the past few days, stay in the other garden obediently, don't run around, Wuyi goes out to do things, and he won't be able to return without half a month."

Yue Er's gaze glanced at the figure in the house, and instantly, the door was closed by Mo Yan. She looked at Xiangyue with a cold look, and asked coldly, "Yueer! Can you hear what this palace said?"

Mo Yue saw Yueer still did not give up on He Lianyi, and she felt a lot of disappointment in her heart. She didn't want her son-in-law to be his man. If Yue Er was still the same, she wouldn't mind finding an in-law's house for her and marry her!

Don't say she's selfish, she can't be contaminated by any man! It was disguised without a disguise!

Yueer heard Mo Yan's voice, and suddenly returned to God, respectfully blessed the body, "Yes, Princess. But your clothes?"

There was no trace of temperature in Mo Yan's voice. "So many clothes in Nanyuan are enough to wear, and it is troublesome to move around! Let's go!"

"Yes! Princess."

When Mo Yan and Yueer left, Falcon suddenly appeared in Beiyuan. He glanced around and quickly opened the door and walked in.

In the dormitory, "Helian Wing" lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and heard the movement of the door, he suddenly stood up and looked at the person. Seeing that it was a falcon, the lifted heart instantly relaxed.

The Falcon stepped forward and said to Helian Wing:

"The wind and cold happened to the master, and you have been here for the past few days. I have sent a message to the Lord of the Fourth Hall of the Dark Night Pavilion, and they will soon arrive at King King's Mansion."

Wu Yan's deep voice spoke, just like He Lianyi's voice, "Where are you going?"

The falcon listened to Wuyi's words, and his mouth twitched.

"The master lost too much blood, and in order to save his life, he forced his consciousness to lock up his consciousness. Now he is like a dead man. If the son does not go back now, if he has lived for four to sixteen days, he I'm afraid it's never possible to wake up again. "

Wuyi frowned. He knew only a little bit about the Falcon. He only knew that the master was now a dead man. As for where the Falcon said he was going back, he really didn't know, and didn't bother to ask.

Seeing Wu Yan, the falcon again said, "I will not say hello to the princess. She will come to Beiyuan tonight. You can tell her then."

After that, I turned around and wanted to leave. I didn't know what to worry about. I looked back at Wu Yan, and slightly frowned to remind him, "Consolate her well, don't make her too sad. After all, the situation of the master is very optimistic."

"I know."

Early in the morning, the Falcon left Jingwang Mansion, and Wudi always pretended to be King Jing and stayed in the dormitory, and all the visitors were blocked outside the palace. Unless there are some difficult officials to come to the government to inquire about the truth, Mo Xun allowed them to visit the King King.

On this day, Mo Yan was truly the princess of King Jingfu. Although Helianyi was still lying on the ice bed, she could bear the pain in her heart, tears, and waited for the uninvited guests who came to "view".

After a tiring day, it gradually darkened. Yueer came with delicious meals, and Mo Yan looked at the food in the plate, and could not help rolling in his stomach, and he felt nauseous.

She sat on the lounger and waved at Yue Er, reminding her, "Tear them off!"

Yue Er lingered for a moment and still did not move. She didn't know what happened to her master, but the girl from Beiyuan just came over and said that these dishes were ordered by the prince to be presented to the princess.

"Yueer, this palace lets you take it down! Didn't you hear it?"

Yue Er returned to her mind and hurriedly carried all the food. Mo Yan took it easy now, wondering, "What the **** is wrong with me?"

Mo Yan was curious as to why his stomach was uncomfortable in recent days, especially after seeing those greasy things, he couldn't help nauseating in his stomach.

Her suspicious eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and she said, "Do n’t I get pregnant? It ’s not right. If you really get pregnant, in the case of me two days ago, Wing should have detected the pulse for me , He didn't have any expression at the time. "

Thinking puzzled about his physical condition, he looked up at the sky. It's too late, and no one should come to King's Palace!

She wanted to see him now, and wanted to miss it. All day thinking about him turned into dealing with those officials. Now when she is alone, her heart is particularly uncomfortable, and tears seem to fall as soon as she blinks.

Tears flowed back into her eyes, and her throat rolled a little, she could almost taste the faint saltiness. That's tears ...

The tip of the nose was reddish slightly, Mo Yan sucked her nose, stood up, and saw Yueer come over, she reminded Yueer to look at Nanyuan, and went to the solitary palace of Beilian Helianyi alone, also she and Helianyi Newlywed room.

Came outside Beiyuan, watching the festival still be happy, Mo Yan's tears could not stop falling.

Worried about being seen, she quickly wiped away her tears and walked quickly towards the study.

At this time, Helianyi's study still flickered with candlelight. Looking at the candlelight, the familiar figure hugged bamboo slips, and Mo Yan's heart tightened, and he whispered, "Wing! Is it you? Are you still alive? "

A breezy wind blew through, and Mo Yan shivered, turned back, and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, he is Wu Yan."

Frowning, Mo Yan hurriedly walked inside.

The moment she opened the door, she almost pounced Wuyi as Helian.

Wu Mo saw Mo Yan lost his heart, hurriedly put down the bamboo slip in his hands and greeted him. Mo Yan closed the door, winked at Wu Yan, and went straight to the ice bed behind the screen.

Wu Yan stood behind Mo Yan, and stopped talking. He wouldn't coax a woman, seeing Mo Yan so, he could only stand a short distance away and watch.

Soon, Mo Yan's choking voice came, "You step down first, this palace wants to accompany him."

"But, Princess, Lord ..." He couldn't wake up ...

Wu Yan wanted to remind Mo Yan, but eventually clenched his fists and retreated.

Mo Yan glanced at the candle behind him and extinguished it.

Suddenly, the study was dark, and only the faint moonlight poured in through the window.

Mo Yan knelt down in front of the ice bed, and the whole man snored coldly.

She slowly lay on Herlian's chest, his stiff, cold hand clenched in his hands. Softly:

"Yi, I'm here, I'm here to accompany you. Are you cold? Are you lonely? Sorry, if it weren't for me, you would be better off than you are now, and you would be alive and well, and be the respected lord of the people. I hurt you. "