Her black hair was covered with pillows, and her thin shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, demonstrating the despair of this summer.
The man said hoarsely: "Mo Yiran, this is the first time I called your name, and maybe the last time, so it is so unique, just because that is your real name. However, I just want to tell you, in this world,
No one loves you more than I do.”
The woman turned her back to him, but still did not move.
"Maybe you think I'm crazy, maybe you think I'm despicable, I tell you, these are true, I've been crazy long ago, I'm using any means to get you, it's indeed despicable, but I've never forced you to do anything
, You used to be my princess. For three years, I have never forced you to fulfill your responsibility as a wife, but now I force you to stay by my side..." The man's voice became extremely calm from the beginning
Gradually excited, perhaps because he also discovered this, so his voice choked up later.
He paused and continued, "Leng Mo's death, I didn't mean it. In three months, I will let you go. It's only three months." After that, the man stood up and left.
.
When I walked to the screen, I couldn't help but look back, but I saw her still facing her back to him without moving.
When you walk out of the outdoors, the bright sunshine spreads over every corner of the earth, but it cannot shine on people's hearts and cannot drive away the dust.
"Cough cough..." Another cough, he reached out to cover the corner of his lips, and the red blood coughed to the palm of his hand. He stopped and looked down at his chest, her palm
It turns out that he used a lot of force, otherwise, how could his life be from two years to only three months?
Three months later, let her go and he is freed, and then she will be free from his restraint.
At some point, the commander of the Imperial Guard came to him and saluted: "See Your Majesty."
"Can the things I have explained?" The man straightened up again, like a healthy person.
"It's done, and his body will be sent back to Yiguo soon."
"That's good." The person he was talking about was Leng Mo. Leng Mo was Yin Tianyi's man and even her friend. The only thing he could do was to send Leng Mo's body back to Yiguo.
There were so many people watching Zixu's actions at that time, and she did not do anything wrong. He had no reason to punish her, and she was killed on the spot because of Leng Mo's palm and fatal sword.
As Concubine De, she received a grand funeral, which was held three days later.
Although this matter is not big, it is enough to attract Su Qing's attention. Zixu himself is her person, and putting Zixu next to Yin Wuchou was just to monitor his every move.
Now that Zi Xu is dead, and Yin Wuchou still stays with Mo Yiran's sisters in the palace, how could Su Qing feel comfortable? Besides, in Su Qing's eyes, Mo Yiran is a beauty who is in trouble, and she wishes she could kill her to relieve her hatred.
Now, because of Zixu's death, she will definitely come to cause trouble for Yin Wuchou.
It should be said that it was to ask Yin Wuchou for trouble, because even if she went to find Mo Yiran, Yin Wuchou would take all this trouble on her.
It was night, and people around were quiet.
He sat alone in the imperial study to review memorials. He had only three months left. He had to handle the matter at hand within these three months. It would have nothing to do with him who ascended the throne, because he
I believe that his mother will definitely find an emperor who is more obedient than him.
But since that's the case, why should he be so busy now?
The reason is that he really loves Su Qing's mother, and he really feels sorry for her experience when she was young, so he is so filial now.
But his life is not long, so what's the use of being filial to him?
"Oh..." The woman's sigh sank into his ears.
As soon as Yin Wuchou looked up, he saw Ye Changhuan in a yellow shirt leaning against the door and sighing. After she sighed, she said, "Is it because she hurt that woman, so did Your Majesty use state affairs to numb his heart?"
During this time, she had already walked to Yin Wuchou's desk.
Yin Wuchou frowned: "This is the Imperial Study Room, who allows you to come here?"
"There is no one outside, so I came. There was no one outside your gate that was not allowed to come in unless your Majesty is not a human." After that, she had already jumped onto a stool to prevent Yin Wuchou from reaching out.
Beat her, but she seemed to have forgotten now. The person standing in front of her was Yin Wuchou and Ye Changge, the brother who made her fool of herself.
Yin Wuchuang looked at her brisk movements, like a girl who had not grown up, her tight brows spread gently, and said softly: "The Lonely King has no time to play with you, and he trespassed into the imperial study and did not punish you for not punishing your crime.
, You're leaving now."
"Leave?" Ye Changhuan pouted his lips, a little unhappy, "Does Your Majesty mean to ask me to go back to Zihe Country?"
"It's back to your bedroom." Yin Wuchou had already sat down at this time, holding the memorial in his hand, and did not look at Ye Changhuan when he spoke.
After speaking, the other party hadn't answered for a long time. Just when Yin Wuchou thought she had left, he raised his head, but saw her suddenly leaning down, pecking on his face, then quickly took two steps back, and backed with both hands.
Behind him, he said seriously: "Yin Wuchou, maybe I don't love you more than anyone in this world, but I think I love you." After that, he turned around and ran out.
Yin Wuchou looked at her leaving back and wiped his cheeks, then felt a little scared in his heart. Then he called the little eunuch to bring in a basin of water. He wiped his face several times with a towel.
I am not the person I like, and I always feel a little disgusted in my heart.
But if the person he likes, even if he has shit on the other person, he will still not dislike him.
Love is like this.
Thinking about it this way, he really had no interest in Ye Changhuan, and she could make him stretch his eyebrows because of her innocence and cuteness.
But now it was because she gently pecked his face, and in his eyes, the innocence and cuteness disappeared.
Just when he picked up a towel to wipe his cheeks, he never thought that Ye Changhuan would come back again. He reached out and knocked over the basin that the little eunuch held in his hand. The water splashed all over the floor. The little eunuch quickly knelt down.
Beg for mercy.
Ye Changhuan looked at Yin Wuchou and asked, "Did I just make you disgusted?" She ran out just now, but did not walk far away, but lay in front of the window, waiting to see what his reaction would be.
What she didn't expect was that Yin Wuchou would wipe her face with a towel many times.
She is a princess in a country. No matter how good the temper is, such things cannot be tolerated. Even if the other party is the emperor, she is not afraid!
Yin Wuchou frowned, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura. He slowly pushed her to the corner of the wall and said coldly: "The Lone King is even more disgusting than this. Please remember that this is the Xueji Dynasty, not your Zihe
Guo, what do you think you can do? A joke!" After saying that, he reached out and pinched her neck and threw her to the ground, "Come on, arrest her for the Lone King!"
Take advantage of this time to attack Zihe Kingdom. If he goes, if the new emperor ascends the throne, the Xueji Dynasty will have a chance to breathe.
In an instant, Ye Changhuan was really confused, and she asked, "What do you want to do?"
Yin Wuchou looked at her coldly and leaned over and said, "I don't want to do anything, we'll get married."
"No!" Ye Changhuan protected himself with both hands, but was caught by the guard who suddenly entered the door.
"Let someone serve her well, take a shower and change her clothes, and send her to the orphan king's bedroom." There is no way to make it more effective and convenient than cooking raw rice. What is in front of me is just a woman, who lost her virginity to him.
, will definitely stay by his side.
He could give her the position of queen, and after his death, she was the empress dowager, and no one in the world dared to bully her, right?
In this way, Zi and the Congress dared not touch the Xueji Dynasty because of the existence of Ye Changhuan.
Since she was caught, Ye Changhuan had her acupoints lit up and could not move. Until now, she was washed and then carried to the big bed of Yin Wuchou's bedroom.
The reason why she came to the Xueji Dynasty was indeed because of Yin Wuchou, and she also longed for his love.
But now the result is not what she wants.
She watched the tent top, and tears rolled in innocent eyes, but she did not slide down her eyes.
Maybe it was midnight that Yin Wuchou pushed the door open and came in.
He didn't even take off his clothes, so he opened the tent, then leaned over and pressed her under him, looking at the tears rolling in her eyes, he said, "Don't you cry. Don't you like me? Since you like it, let me
Trampling on your love, you are still young, you have to go through some wind and rain before you can grow up." As he said that, he reached out to touch her eyes and continued, "Do you know? I like your eyes very much, but I'm the most
What you hate is also your eyes.”
"I am the prince of the Xueji Dynasty, you are the princess of Zihe Kingdom. Our status is comparable. I can only sit on the emperor's throne with straw and taste gall, and I have nothing, but you have such innocent and innocent eyes, which is not fair."
"So you want to ruin me?" Ye Changhuan blinked his eyes and tears rolled out.
"No, I don't really want to ruin you, I just... I have to, I have to, but who told you to like me and come to the Xueji Dynasty for me." After the man said that, he opened the cover
The quilt on her body, the rough but thin hands wandered on her smooth skin.
"It's because I like you that you want to trample on me?" The woman's body was tense, but she still couldn't help asking. Hate and grievance gushed out as she finished speaking.
"Don't you like me? What's the point of giving a little bit of it?" The man did not stop his movements and murmured, perhaps for him to listen to it.
When the clothes were all gone, the bright yellow curtain was put down, and the night was still dark, tears wet the woman's hair on her temples.