When he came to Nalan Luowei's bed, he sat on the pearwood chair brought to him by the palace maid, and asked with concern: "How are you? Are you feeling better? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"Did you ask someone to arrest me?" Nalan Luowei turned a blind eye to his concern and asked his own question.
"Well," there was a slight lag on Jun Moli's face, but then he laughed again, "Luo Wei, are you hungry? You were in a coma for nearly two days and two nights before you woke up, and you are already starving now.
.Come here." Jun Moli said and motioned to Defu.
After receiving the instructions, Defu walked to the door and said loudly: "Eat."
"Where is my maid?" How is Ling'er doing now? Nalan Luowei was secretly anxious in her heart.
"Maid? When you were sent here, you were the only one." Faced with Nalan Luowei's indifference, Jun Moli replied in a deep voice.
"Then you'd better pray that nothing happens to my maid, otherwise I won't give up." Nalan Luowei said indifferently with cold eyes.
"What's your attitude? Luo Wei, it's not easy for me to let you come back to me. Why are you so aggressive?" Jun Moli's tone was filled with indescribable helplessness.
"Since you kidnapped me, you should be mentally prepared for whatever happens next and any consequences, right?" Nalan Luo smiled brightly, and the mockery in his eyes could be easily recognized without recognizing it.
She could see that Luo Wei's true intention was not simple. She remembered that the name Nalan Luowei seemed to be the daughter of the prime minister in this world.
"Luo Wei, if it hadn't been for the accident three years ago, you and I would already be empresses that everyone admires. Aren't you happy to be able to come back to me again?" Jun Moli looked at her.
The palace servants brought the meals in one plate after another.
"Hmph, I have no memory of what happened three years ago, so why do you make me believe what kind of affection we had three years ago?" Nalan Luo couldn't help but sneered. Even if they had some relationship before, she
She is no longer the same person she was three years ago. Why should she be responsible for the mess Wei Yu left in the past?
"Stop talking now, come and have something to eat." Jun Moli stopped entangled with Nalan Luowei. Jun Moli took a bowl of hot soup from the palace maid and was planning to feed Nalan Luowei herself.
Nalan Luo turned his head slightly and missed Jun Moli's extended hand, "I have my own hands." The implication was obvious.
At this time, Jun Moli's face was gloomy. He threw the bowl in his hand to the ground and turned to glare at Nalan Luowei. The palace maid beside him was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and trembled slightly.
Nalan Luowei, however, didn't care about his actions. She looked at the broken bowl on the ground and the palace maid kneeling indifferently, ignoring Jun Moli's glare at her.
"Humph, no matter what you think now, you are Nalan Luowei, the third daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace, and this fact cannot be changed. In this case, you should have been my crown princess three years ago!
"Jun Moli said in a cold tone.
"Your Majesty, you seem to have forgotten that you already had a princess three years ago. Isn't she the current Queen Nalan?" She also did these things after Nalan Ming came to find her, so that she would not have to worry about it in the future.
Being too passive, I went to find someone to investigate on Gu Wen's suggestion. Now King Beichen already has Queen Nalan Jinhong, which is a fact known to the whole country. She usually doesn't
Why do you care about this kind of news? If you hadn't found someone to investigate, you might have thought that Beichen's Queen Nalan was her predecessor Nalan Luowei.
"Nalan Jinhong is just the person who came to help you occupy the queen's position when you were away, so as not to be taken over by others. Now that you are back, she should naturally give up the queen's position to you. You
She should be my queen!" Jun Moli said ruthlessly from her thin lips. She seemed to regard the current Nalan Jinhong as nothing.
"Huh, as an emperor, you really have all the 'good traditions' that you should have. I feel really sad for your queen. I wonder what she would do if she knew that you originally thought this way about her existence.
How do you choose to do it? And Prime Minister Nalan, who has always been loyal, will he agree with your approach?" Nalan Luowei's words revealed obvious contempt.
"Besides," Nalan Luo paused for a moment, then continued, "I don't belong to anyone. Even if you are the emperor, you can never make me yours!" There was determination in his cold voice.
"Luo Wei, I didn't expect that three years have turned you into such a stranger. Do you think that if the Prime Minister sees you like this, will he regret not protecting you well three years ago and causing you misfortune?
What if he was captured and ended up living in a brothel?" Jun Moli tried to move her emotionally, using Nalan Ming to call out the family affection in Nalan Luowei's heart and make her compromise.
Although he had never met Nalan Luowei three years ago, he heard that the daughters of the Prime Minister's Mansion were all well-educated and well-educated ladies, especially the third lady, whose character was even more gentle and charming. Could it be that the environment had shaped her character?
But according to the investigation results returned by Liu Xing, Nalan Luowei, who had stayed in Zuihong Mansion for three years, was once gentle and amiable. It was not until she woke up after seeking death that her personality changed drastically.
I would like to ask, how is it possible for ordinary people to change the habits they have persisted in for more than ten years overnight?
Jun Moli couldn't figure it out, could it be a monster? Jun Moli couldn't help but laugh at his sudden idea, and immediately put aside this idea.
"My original name is Nalan Luowei, but it remains to be discussed whether Nalan Ming is my father. What are your intentions in identifying me as the three thousand gold daughters of the Prime Minister's Palace so eagerly?"
Did you fall in love with Yu's appearance at first sight? Maybe. Maybe not. If it was Wei Yu, as a lady in a deep boudoir, to receive such affectionate treatment from the king of a country, she would have been extremely moved and pledged herself to him.
But unfortunately, she is no longer the same Wei Yu as she used to be. As a person who traveled through time in the modern era, she has a wait-and-see attitude towards human nature. Jun Moli would do this, and perhaps, his intention is not just that.
"You are my unborn princess and my future queen of Beichen. Don't you understand my feelings for you?" Jun Moli's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness, but he could not control his expression.
Said.
"I'm sorry, I really don't understand; even if I understand, I won't accept it." Wuchen in the past has made her physically and mentally exhausted, and she doesn't know if she can withstand another blow and betrayal.
"Luo Wei, don't you feel wronged by being my queen? As long as you nod, I will share these thousands of miles of land with you. I am so sincere, do you really have the heart to refuse?" There was something in Jun Moli's eyes that said
Unexplained pain.
"I have never wanted to be a queen. Your 'want' is just your wish, so why should I have to sacrifice myself to fulfill your wish?" Nalan Luo said coldly.
"Even if you are the mother of a country and have the power of one person over ten thousand people, you are not tempted?" Jun Moli was gradually losing his patience.
"Perhaps in your eyes, the position of queen is very important, but in my eyes, it is nothing." Nalan Luowei said with a cold expression.
"Really? What if you become mine?" At this time, Jun Moli's eyes were full of aggression.
Before Nalan Luowei could reply, Jun Moli rushed towards her.
But before he threw Nalan Luo Wei onto the bed, Jun Moli's movements stopped. Because at this time, a sharp golden hairpin was pointed at the pit of his heart. Follow the finger holding the golden hairpin.
Looking up, Jun Moli saw Nalan Luo's expressionless expression.
"It seems that I made a mistake. I just remembered to take away the darts from you, but forgot about the things in the palace. If I am not careful, it can also become a murder weapon." Jun Moli was pointed at by the golden hairpin, but
There was no panic at all, and he spoke to Nalan Luo with a calm expression.
"Huh," Ignoring Jun Moli's self-deprecation, Nalan Luo said calmly with a slightly cold face and eyes without any ripples, "I can tell you, even if I become your woman, I will still
My own. I don’t want to be like a secular woman who seeks death because she lost her innocence after being raped. If you don’t believe this, you can give it a try.”
"You... Damn it, you actually regard my favor for you as rape!" Jun Moli slapped her in anger. Nalan Luowei, who was still very weak because he had just woken up, couldn't dodge, and a bright red five-fingerprint appeared.
It appeared on her fair face.
"Luo Wei, how are you?" Jun Moli, who couldn't help but regret his impulsive behavior, looked at the blood on the corner of Nalan Luowei's mouth and asked with concern.
"Spit", spitting the blood in his mouth on the marble floor inlaid with white jade, Nalanluo said with a slight sneer, "Don't think that being the emperor of Beichen will do you any good? In my eyes, you are just an ordinary person.
Man, a wretch who only knows how to force women!"
"You..." Jun Moli couldn't help raising his hand again. Looking at Nalanluo's slightly stubborn expression and the compulsion he kept saying, the poor guy couldn't help but feel angry. This time he
, but could no longer take action.
Because the golden hairpin in Nalan Luowei's hand had penetrated deeply into his chest.
"You...you actually..." Jun Moli, who didn't expect that Nalan Luowei would really dare to take action, widened his eyes with an expression of astonishment. Because of the pain, he sat helplessly on the edge of the bed.
"Hmph, is it possible that my past behavior made you mistakenly think that I am a clay doll who only knows how to fool people? Can I let you knead it? Then you are really ridiculous." Nalan Luo looked at Jun Moli's pale expression with cold eyes.