"I just came here to take a look. I would like to thank Mr. Mo for saving me yesterday. What, is there any problem?" Yu Beiming looked at him.
The eyes of the two people met in the air, neither letting the other
Just when neither of them was willing to give in first, Princess An Ning appeared.
Her appearance relieved their confusion
"Brother Qi, why don't you wait for me?" Princess An Ning looked at him breathlessly, her cheeks were red from running away, she was really charming.
"Aren't you here?" Yu Beiming turned to look at her
Now Yu Beiming seems to have changed a lot, he laughs more often
"Your Majesty, the princess is knowledgeable and courteous, and she is very cute." Lin Muxiao smiled lightly and said.
Even so, he was not moved
"If this were not the case, the emperor would not marry his sister-in-law to Prince Lin. And the prince is both civil and military, so he and his sister-in-law are a perfect match. It is a match made in heaven." Yu Beiming's meaning is clear.
Lin Muxiao also understood clearly and did not answer.
On the contrary, it was Princess An Ning who said, "Brother Qi, you hate me so much. You hope I will leave the cabinet soon." She stamped her foot and turned around and ran away, seeming a little angry.
The two of them saw her running away, but neither of them left her alone.
"Master Mo is still sleeping and has not woken up. I will go back and wash up first." Lin Muxiao glanced at Mo Xiaohuan and said
I hope Yu Beiming didn't see any clues.
After Lin Muxiao left, Yu Beiming walked in and closed the door.
It's warm inside the house, even a little hot
But this was not the case for Mo Xiaohuan at this time.
Mo Xiaohuan lay quietly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Her originally snow-white skin looked even paler now, her red lips were no longer visible, and her long black hair was scattered on the pillow and chest.
I feel pity for such a smart and beautiful woman who has captured the hearts of all the people, lying here so weakly and frailly.
Yu Beiming gently sat down on the edge of the bed
His deep black eyes stared at the sleeping Mo Xiaohuan without blinking, for fear that she would disappear if he blinked.
Looking at her, a picture suddenly appeared in Yu Beiming's mind
Doesn’t she not recognize him? Why did she run away when she saw him?
None of this makes sense!
Yu Beiming's mind returned to Mo Xiaohuan's face again, and he felt it was so similar!
No, she is Mo Qinghuan!
She's not dead!
Yu Beiming reached out and touched Mo Xiaohuan's cheek, stroking it gently.
My cheeks are a little cold, but they are also a little warm at the same time.
"Mo Qinghuan, you lied to the lonely king again. Let's see how you clean up the mess this time." He leaned down and gently kissed her lips.
And Fufeng seemed to want to give him a satisfactory explanation.
At this time, Mo Xiaohuan's head suddenly moved
Yu Beiming, who was about to leave, saw her suddenly moving and sat down again.
Mo Xiaohuan slowly opened her eyes
She obviously didn't expect that Yu Beiming would be here, so she couldn't help being shocked.
"What, you don't want to see the lonely king? Mo Qinghuan?" Yu Beiming said with a dark expression.
His words shocked Mo Xiaohuan.
She looked at him with wide eyes, but she didn't admit it. She didn't admit it from the beginning, right?
"Prince Ling recognized the wrong person? My name is Mo Xiaohuan"
"...Mo Qinghuan, why do you just refuse to admit it?" Yu Beiming's anger was overwhelming.
Mo Xiaohuan blinked her dull eyes. There was still fatigue in her eyes.
"Admit it? I'm not Mo Qinghuan, so how can I admit it?" Seeing his anger coming again, Mo Xiaohuan told herself that she must hold on.