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As soon as the inexplicable man interrupted her shopping, she lost her mood for shopping, so she simply went back to the inn. As soon as she reached the door of the inn, Margaret blocked her.

"I'm so unloyal. I actually went out to play alone. I'm bored to death here."

"Hey, isn't my aunt Xinghun playing with you? How can you be bored? I'm bored when I go out. Why don't I come back?" Feng Aoran smiled, but his eyes glanced at Xinghun, who had a bruised nose and face.

She couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look, Margaret was so bored, it was so exciting.

After being ridiculed again, I finally returned to my room. As soon as I opened the door and walked in, I saw a familiar figure standing by the window. Feng Aoran walked over and reached out to poke him on the shoulder.

"Hey, Mr. Groom, don't you know that the bride and groom cannot meet each other before they get married? My Mr. Groom."

"You are all mine, do you still care?" Mo Yu turned around and pulled her into his arms, gently smelling the fragrance of her hair, "I miss you."

"Hey, don't hold me. It's weird that I'm wearing men's clothes. I feel like a little bitch." Feng Aoran pushed Mo Yu away. He hadn't seen him for more than half a year. She really missed him. She reached out and touched his cheek.

"Oh, I'm living a good life, but I've gained weight."

"No way, I've lost weight just thinking about you. If you don't believe me, I'll show you carefully." As he spoke, Mo Yu grabbed Feng Aoran's hand and stretched it into her clothes. Feng Aoran also touched it rudely.

Several handfuls, but the ink jade was a bit embarrassing.

"You really don't look like a woman at all. You don't know how to be shy."

"Uncle, don't do it." As soon as Mo Yu's voice fell, Feng Aoran immediately pushed him, shyly and timidly, but with a feeling of wanting to reject him in return. Mo Yu couldn't help but tighten his throat, and stretched out his hand again to push him away.

She took it into her arms, reached out and pinched her nose.

"Little one, did you miss me?"

Feng Aoran looked at him, without saying anything but directly kissing her red lips. The long longing turned into a long and lingering kiss. Their breaths blended together like sparks from a prairie fire, accidentally burning a piece of them.

Hong Ze.

The two were entangled, and Feng Aoran's hair was let down. At the critical moment, there was a discordant knock on the door, and the voice of Aunt Mo was outside the door.

"Girl, have you slept?"

"Sleep, what's the matter?" Feng Aoran shouted angrily, but Mo Yu's movements did not stop at all. She wanted to scream but could only endure it. If the two old women at the door heard it, they might point it out.

What should I think of her?

"Girl, please open the door. We have something to tell you." The two nuns at the door continued to grind in a very shameless manner. Feng Aoran had the urge to die. He lowered his head and glanced at Mo Yu, who was working hard.

Damn man

The man gave him a vicious shove. Feng Aoran endured it and bit him on the shoulder unceremoniously. Then he whispered in his ear as if begging for mercy: "You two

Grandma is here, please disappear quickly."

"How can we leave if nothing is done?" Mo Yu said vaguely as he kissed her. The nanny at the door shouted twice again. Feng Aoran was extremely helpless. Today, Mo Yu clearly wanted to trouble her.

"Uncle, please forgive me. Everything can be discussed easily, okay?" Feng Aoran begged for mercy softly. Mo Yu stood up, stretched out his hand and pinched her face, "I owe you this time. I will make up for it next time."

"Fuck you, uncle."

Watching Mo Yu leave, Feng Aoran put on her clothes and went to open the door. Naturally, she pretended to be awake. The two nuns looked around and then said with a smile: "Miss Feng, we are getting married the day after tomorrow.

, there are some things we want to talk to you about."

"I know very well what to do, the etiquette and so on. I don't need to learn it again." Feng Aoran glanced at the two people and suddenly found that the expressions of the two women seemed a little strange. Just as he was about to ask, one of the nuns

He stuffed a notebook into her, and when she was about to flip through it, the nanny blushed and stretched out her hand to hold her down.

"We'll wait and see after the two of us leave. You have to learn how to serve the prince. It's getting late and we'll leave first."

Feng Aoran glanced at the two people a few times inexplicably, then opened the book and suddenly looked strange. It turned out to be a picture of Chun (Gong). Damn, he interrupted her lively Chun (Gong) just to give it to her.

For her, it is better to teach this kind of thing through words and deeds, but Mo Yu seems to have made great progress this time. Could it be that he found a woman to practice?

"If I find out that you have another woman, you will be finished." Feng Aoran punched the table with hatred and looked at the memorial tablet beside the table. He walked over and took a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

"Are you very nervous, bride? The wedding is going to happen in two days." Feng Aoran put the tablet in place before getting into bed and falling asleep.

In the palace, Mo Yu stood by the window with a somewhat ugly look on his face. Anyone who did half of it would be unhappy. The maids at the door looked at him with weird looks on their faces. He poured water on himself as soon as he came back.

Two buckets of cold water.

"What's wrong with the Ninth Prince? He sneaked out just after the wedding and he still looks so weird." A palace maid glanced in and her face became a little hot. Although Mo Yu had no power in the palace, his face

But he is an absolute palace maid killer, and every palace maid is very happy to serve him.

Another palace maid couldn't help but sigh and said in a low voice: "The prince is probably not as happy as he wanted. I heard that the princess I married this time is a tablet, and the other one also recognized her casually. She clearly looks down on our prince."

"Ah, no way, the memorial tablet is so terrible." The palace maid couldn't help but cover her mouth, glanced at Mo Yu inside, and then showed a sympathetic expression.

"Our prince is really pitiful. Even if he has never been favored, he is treated so badly. I really don't know what the emperor is thinking. How can he agree to such a marriage?"

The two palace maids became more and more angry as they talked. Mo Yu seemed to have become a poor little cabbage, and the unmasked princess was the big monster who hurt the little cabbage.

The night is getting deeper, and the moonlight is pleasant. It is a rare clear night, but this night is not peaceful. There are always some restless people who always take advantage of this night to do shameful things.

"Is it at the inn? I will definitely do it cleanly this time."

"Succeeded, I am yours." A deep voice sounded. When she said this, the other person was obviously stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded and disappeared into the night.

In the moonlight, the figure wearing the bronze mask was vaguely discernible.

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