The young princess PK charming prince

"Thank you, girl!"

Before Mo Xianyue finished his words, Nangong Hao hurried to answer with joy. Then he ran to the bed and covered the quilt to sleep.

The rapid action stunned Mo Xianyue.

Bang

Like a foot from God, when Nangong Hao was about to sigh for comfort, he and his quilt had already flown to the mid air, and then after drawing a small arc in the mid air, he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ouch..."

Nangong Hao, who fell to the ground, quickly stood up, supported his waist with one hand, and angrily said to Mo Xianyue, who was sitting on the bed and still kept his foot posture: "dead woman, you want to murder your husband."

Mo Xianyue slowly took her feet back and said indifferently, "if you are not afraid of death, you can come to bed again."

Everyone has a bottom line. She didn't know how to treat the man in front of her before, but now she doesn't know him very well

Nangong Hao squeezed his teeth in pain and said with a grin, "Yuer girl, didn't I dare to go to bed with your approval? Am I wrong in doing so?"

As he spoke, he gently rubbed the waist where she had just kicked him.

She complained that the dead woman became more and more savage, and her feet were so heavy.

According to the imperial doctor, the nerve behind is related to that thing. If they are kicked by this foot, what will they do in the future? He is the only one in Nangong family.

But there was no trace of regret on Mo Xianyue's face, and she said plausibly, "I promised you that I could sleep in this room, but I didn't say you could sleep in bed."

"You mean..."

Nangong Hao incredibly pointed to the ground

Mo Xianyue said with a smile, "yes, since you have guessed, I don't have to say it."

Let a prince make a floor, perhaps only Mo Xianyue can do it.

Nangong Hao looked at Mo Xianyue and said, "you can't be serious."

Mo Xianyue smiled and nodded.

"But it's very cold now! If you sleep on the ground, you may catch the cold when you get up tomorrow morning."

Nangong Hao tries to slow her down.

But the effect is very little.

Mo Xianyue looked at him pitifully: "I think of you, but do you think too much? If I let you sleep in bed, in case you have a big animal hair in the middle of the night, who am I going to cry for?"

Nangong Hao thought and found that what Mo Xianyue said was very reasonable: "what you said is also right."

Mo Xianyue continued, "you said we used to be husband and wife?"

Nangong Hao nodded in response.

Mo Xianyue pretended to be pathetic and said, "I heard that there is a new law in the Tianyue imperial dynasty that couples must agree to have the same bed. If either party disagrees, the other party can't force it. Otherwise, if they want to be caught and imprisoned, is that right?"

Nangong Hao thought for a moment and said, "it's true that there is this law. In those days, the mother advocated equality between men and women, so she made the law, but..."

"Isn't that enough? Although we are husband and wife, we should also be equal between men and women. If I don't agree, you can't force it, so you'd better roll your floor."

Mo Xianyue smiled in her heart, this fool.

At this time, Nangong Hao realized that he was in the trap. He actually sent himself into the trap.

He was really so angry that his teeth itched, but there were laws here. Even if there was pain, he had to swallow it in his stomach.

He pulled the quilt sadly, then found a straw mat, put it on the ground, slowly paved it, and sighed as he paved.

Mo Xianyue looked at him. Her heart softened suddenly, but she soon realized that Nangong Hao wanted to soften her heart by doing so?

After thinking about it, he ignored it and looked at Nangong Hao with great interest.

His mouth also smiled and said, "spread it better. Do you want to add another quilt for you, or don't blame me when it's cold in the middle of the night."

Nangong Hao snorted coldly, stopped talking and spread his' bed 'honestly.

Mo Xianyue covered the quilt and said, "I'm sleeping. Don't quarrel with me if you have nothing to do. Don't quarrel with me if you have something to do."

Nangong Hao gave a feeble response and said, "Hmm!"

"Also, you'd better clean your claws at night. If you do anything special, be careful that your small waist is not protected."

Mo Xianyue warned fiercely.

Nangong Hao nodded impatiently. He was a little upset now.

His kindness was severely ravaged by his beloved

But at the thought of it, would such a thing happen if Mo Xianyue didn't want to save herself?

If she didn't stand in her way, she might not lose her memory, or she might not have three years left. What she is doing now is nothing compared with her.

For the moon.

He has to make it!

As long as Yuer's memory is restored, everything he has done is worth it.

So now, I'd better sleep at ease, but it's really cold

Nangong Hao rolled the quilt closer again and finally felt so warm.

But this warm feeling lasted less than half a minute and was occupied by the cold.

Nangong Hao said in his heart: why is the weather so cold in the north? It's better for the palace. It's warm in winter and cool in summer.

He rolled up the quilt again and slowly fell asleep.

In fact, Mo Xianyue didn't sleep. She just pinned her head to the other side and didn't let Nangong Hao see it.

The room was quiet without a sound.

Before long, Mo Xianyue also felt sleepy, yawned and soon fell asleep.

After a long night, I don't know how long, the ink string moon gradually felt frozen and wrapped around the quilt.

But it's still so cold.

She frowned and opened her heavy eyelids. The fire in the brazier didn't know when it had been extinguished, and there was a trace of smoke from time to time.

The oil lamp on the wall is still trying to send out a faint yellow light.

Mo Xianyue shrunk her shoulders and said vaguely, "it's so cold. How can it turn the wind."

Now even in the house, she can hear the cold wind whistling outside. It can be seen how strong the wind is outside. She turns her head and looks out of the window. The cold wind carries snow and constantly rushes into the house

snow!

It snowed.

too bad!

In such cold weather, is Nangong Hao sleeping on the ground

Mo Xianyue quickly turned her head and saw that Nangong Hao had shrunk into a ball, lying on the ground trembling, and the green veins on her forehead burst.

Sure enough!

Mo Xianyue quickly put on her shoes and came to Nangong Hao.

She asked softly, "what's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

Nangong Hao didn't answer, but his body was still shaking.

Mo Xianyue looked at him in embarrassment!

"Your face is so bad that you can't really catch the wind cold?"

She stretched out her jade hand and put it on Nangong Hao's forehead.

"Ah, it's so hot..."

As soon as she touched it gently, she quickly retracted her hand.

"How could this happen? A big man's physique is so poor."

While complaining, he patted Nangong Hao's face, hoping that he would wake up at this time. If he didn't sleep like this, he would sleep forever.

Blame yourself. If it weren't for yourself, this smelly man wouldn't be frozen like this.

Mo Xianyue blamed herself deeply in her heart.

She blamed herself, which she didn't find out.

She has begun to care about Nangong Hao's feelings

"What to do? What to do?"

No matter how she slapped or even shook, Nangong Hao still showed no sign of waking up. She is very anxious now.

If this kind of thing is not handled well, it is also life-threatening!

Although I have been resisting him for a while, but

She, in her heart, didn't want him to die.

"By the way, hot towels."

Mo Xianyue suddenly a way, but immediately said angrily: "it's so late. Where can I find hot water? Oh, it's really annoying."

"No matter what, go to the kitchen and see if there is a kettle. Burn some hot water again. It's not the way to go on like this."

Making up her mind, Mo Xianyue put on her mink coat and walked outside the door.

It's snowy outside. She's so thin that she doesn't wear a thick dress. Isn't that a sin?

Woo

The door just opened a crack, and the Storm Snow had rushed in.

"How cold!"

Looking at the heavy snow outside, she showed a trace of hesitation.

But when I turned my head, I saw Nangong Hao suffering from the disease. The pain was compared with the cold in front of her

Mo Xianyue gritted her teeth and walked out of the room, then quickly closed the door to prevent the cold wind at the top from blowing into the room.

Looking up and looking around, the snowflakes all over the sky blew with the strong wind and fell on the roof and the ground, covering the whole world with silver

"Beautiful scenery is beautiful, but it's a little cold."

Mo Xianyue tightened her tight clothes and ran to the kitchen.

Kaji

The door just opened a little, and she couldn't wait to dodge in.

"It's so warm."

After closing the door again, Mo Xianyue sighed and suddenly found that the atmosphere in the kitchen was strange

Of course, the atmosphere in the room was warm, because nearly ten big men slept together.

Have you ever seen ten big men sleeping together?

No.

The scene of snoring and sleeping disorderly made Mo Xianyue feel frightened. She fixed her eyes and saw that these men were still sleeping with bare arms. The upper bodies of several men were exposed to the air. She could also clearly see the bronze skin with bursts of luster

The ink string moon was cold

On this cold day, so many men sleep together and sweat.

It's so evil

Fortunately, these men didn't wake up, otherwise she would be ashamed and thrown to the bottom of the sea.

"No disrespect, no disrespect..."

Mo Xianyue covered her eyes with one hand and looked for the kettle everywhere.

When she found the kettle in the kitchen where the body crossed, she filled it with water as fast as she could. Then she took the flame and left the room with the most handsome lightness skill in the Wulin.

Bang

With the greatest effort, Mo Xianyue finally closed the door of her room.

"Tonight, God is nervous. There is no reason to blow so much snow and wind."

She took some dry firewood and put it behind the brazier while complaining fiercely.

"Strange, why can't these firewood light?"

She fiddled with it and found that the firewood couldn't light.

Take your time, take your time

Mo Xianyue reminded herself again.

Crackling

The sound of dry wood burning in the fire.

The emperor did his best, and the fire was finally lit.