Mrs. Huanpei didn't care much and planned to leave: "The princess's health seems not to be well, so Huanpei won't bother her much."
"Then it's not far away. Madam will come here often when you have time," Mo Xiaohuan said.
When Mrs. Huanpei and her party left Fuyao Hall, Xiao Tao grabbed Mo Xiaohuan's sleeve and said, "Miss, they are obviously showing false compassion. They don't know if the contents of this food box are mixed with any poison."
Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Tao, go and open the food box, I want to taste it."
Xiaotao's eyes widened, mistakenly thinking that she heard wrongly: "Miss..."
Mo Xiaohuan was very sure that there was neither poison nor abortion pills in the pastry because this was just the first step taken by Mrs. Huan Pei.
"Don't worry, Xiaotao, the food in this food box is absolutely safe."
Eat and sleep
The rice insect life that is rarely enjoyed in modern times can actually be realized here
Although I may never leave the palace again...
Thinking of this, Mo Xiaohuan shook his head and don't think about the future for now.
Get a good sleep first and gather enough energy before you can deal with Yu Beiming and his concubine with evil intentions.
Sleeping until midnight, Mo Xiaohuan felt that there was suddenly someone beside her
When I opened my eyes, I saw the man I least wanted to see.
In the darkness, Yu Beiming's dark eyes were still shining, staring at Mo Xiaohuan with interest.
"What are you doing here?" Mo Xiaohuan looked at Yu Beiming warily.
"You don't remember what the lonely king said?" Yu Beiming took off his clothes and sat on the bed.
He said so many words, how did she know which one it was?
Mo Xiaohuan pretended not to understand: "What are you talking about?"
"You have to be a lonely king to give birth to an heir."
"You're dreaming," Mo Xiaohuan said, quietly reaching out to touch the dagger hidden by the pillow.
Maybe, she can't resist Yu Beiming, but she is not willing to be his fertility machine, and she doesn't want to be enslaved by him at will.
Yu Beiming seemed to have anticipated Mo Xiaohuan's action. He stretched out his hand and unfolded it, revealing a cold dagger.
"You..." Mo Xiaohuan was surprised, and then said, "Yu Beiming, no matter how you plot, you can't predict people's hearts. If I don't love you, I will never give birth to your child! If you still have any self-knowledge.
, just leave as soon as possible!”
Yu Beiming was not angered by Mo Xiaohuan's words, but instead evoked a strange smile.
He threw the dagger aside and picked up the steaming soup on the table next to him: "Drink the medicine first."
His eyes were always on Mo Xiaohuan, as if the two people couldn't be more intimate.
"Don't drink it" Mo Xiaohuan turned away from the medicine bowl
I hate this bitter and astringent Chinese medicine the most
"Be obedient and drink it." Yu Beiming's voice was low, with invisible majesty.
"I said I won't drink it, so I won't drink it! I don't have the habit of taking medicine!"
Mo Xiaohuan also became angry and pushed away the medicine bowl with a wave of his hand.
Yu Beiming used his wrists to save the medicine bowl, but a few drops of medicine splashed on his clothes, which looked particularly abrupt.
Mo Xiaohuan was too lazy to take care of him anymore, so she turned around and lay down alone, as if seeing off guests: "I'm going to bed, please do as you please."
With a grunt from behind, Yu Beiming raised his head and poured all the concoction into his mouth, then turned Mo Xiaohuan's body.
Mo Xiaohuan was about to push Yu Beiming, but her lips were suddenly sealed by Yu Beiming's lips