The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

“……”

Bu Feiyan couldn't help holding his breath.

What does this woman mean?

She resisted his intimacy and avoided him?

Why did he go to save her when she knew she hated him so much?

Hot face with cold ass!

Bu Feiyan was angry, and his anger also rose. He grabbed Mo Yun's hand, bent down and pecked at her lips.

It's a bite, not a kiss.

they hurt!

A lot of pain came from her lips. It seemed that something warm came out of her lips. Mo Yun subconsciously opened his eyes and asked, "what are you doing?"

Does this guy belong to a dog? He bit her lip and broke a big hole!

Mo Yun stretched out her pink tongue and gently licked it. The intense pain directly forced her tears. Her eyes were dim, and she didn't wait to ask questions. She didn't know where she had the courage. She angrily scolded, "bastard!"

Her words just finished, in front of a dark, but not smoke, lowered his head, almost face to face with her, he glared at Mo Yun, his eyes are not angry, but full of helplessness, "silly woman."

Listening to this kind of whispering non scolding words, Mo Yun's eyes were sour, her anger, inexplicably disappeared, and her tears flowed out, sliding along the corner of her eyes.

What's wrong with her?

In his eyes, her weakness, her compromise, she is willing to help him bear the blame, when his scapegoat, is just a silly move? Why didn't he think, if she didn't love him, why would she help him?

"I..."

"Next time, if you entertain people and put yourself in danger, I won't let you go."

Mo Yun wants to argue about something, but bu Feiyan compromises first. He kisses Mo Yun's lips, reaches out his hand, wipes away her tears from the corners of her eyes, and takes the initiative to admit his mistake. "This time it's not mine. I neglect the guards in the house, so that you will be captured."

Why? He didn't doubt anything?

Mo Yun widened his eyes and looked at his face close at hand.

Just now, he even asked her to pretend to sleep in a cold voice, which made her heart almost jump out of her chest. He only thought that the plan of he ziqianmo had been exposed.

She thought that he knew everything, that everything she was hijacked was false, that she lied to him, that everything she did was testing him!

But originally, it was just that she thought too much.

Bu Feiyan didn't find any clues at all?

"General, here comes the doctor!"

His words interrupted them.

With the door squeaking and being pushed open, bu Feiyan had already returned to the bedside. He straightened Li Moyun's shirt and covered her body with a quilt, leaving only a pair of injured feet exposed outside.

"Princess highness, Prince Consort."

The imperial doctor invited here is the special imperial doctor of the old lady for many years. She is already old, with a bent body and a white beard. He hobbled along and asked for their safety. Then he respectfully asked, "I don't know if the emperor's son-in-law called me here..."

"Show the princess the injury on her feet."

The steps badly mutilated her eyebrows, and her words were concise and comprehensive. The doctor nodded and saw the almost blurred piece of the cloud on her feet. Her eyes fell on her face, and hung down, "impolite, Princess Royal."

"No problem."

Mo Yun half sat up with the quilt in his arms. His face was still pale. He looked at the doctor squatting down and looked at her feet,