"I know." Lin Muxin lowered her head and said with some sadness, thinking that she loved the prince so much at first, but he didn't love her at all and was simply disdainful.
Ever since Mo Qinghuan scolded her, she had completely woken up, and her heart had settled down. As the days went by, her heart actually changed, and the changes were so difficult for her to accept.
But that is also a fact, it is an unquestionable change
If he had been discovered before, he would have been dragged out and killed by the prince, but it was different now. His focus was entirely on Mo Qinghuan and the unborn prince.
"Brother, I know you are feeling bitter, but you came here because you wanted to, and no one forced you to come," Lin Muxiao said.
"...What will happen if one day I disappear?" She thought that I would never be here again. Thinking of this, a figure appeared in her mind. That person was tall and big. She wanted to see it most every day.
It's him who you see, you never get tired of it
Lin Muxiao glanced at her and said nothing. She picked up a piece of ginseng soup and said, "Drink some soup to replenish your health. Don't think too much."
The afternoon sun makes people sleepy, but it also makes them sad.
Mo Xiaohuan was lying on the desk, her beautiful eyes looking at Yu Beiming who was writing furiously. His calligraphy was so beautiful, with flying dragons and phoenixes, unlike hers, who wrote in a formal way. It was really difficult to write calligraphy with a brush.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at what he was writing, and there were many things she couldn't understand. She couldn't figure out the meaning no matter how hard she tried, so she frowned.
"What's wrong?" Yu Beiming wrote, seeing her frowning, he put down the brush in his hand, stretched out his hand to smooth her eyebrows, and asked her softly.
"Nothing, I was wondering why your handwriting is so beautiful?" Mo Xiaohuan said, picking up a piece of paper and looking at it. It would be difficult for her to practice for a year to write.
Yu Beiming reached out and stretched her across the table across the table, placing her on his lap. "I'm afraid you don't have the patience, but your handwriting isn't ugly either. It's just right." It's quite delicate, which is not bad, a woman's words.
"Are you comforting me?" Mo Xiaohuan looked at him and touched his forehead with her forehead.
Yu Beiming put his big palm on the back of her head and kissed her, "You are my princess." He was telling a fact.
"Queen Mother...how to solve that problem? Yu Beixian...well..." Mo Xiaohuan's words were cut off by his kiss
"This is not your business, take care of the pregnancy and be a good mother and concubine." Yu Beiming pinched her face lightly and said.
"I seem to be turning into a pig, right?" Mo Xiaohuan asked him
"I'm happier now that I've become a pig," he laughed.
She glared at him, "I forgot to ask you, where is your father-in-law?" It's been so long, where have Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo gone?
"They are safe, don't worry," Yu Beiming said, "Actually, what you saw that day was not comprehensive."
"Huh? Where are they? I want to go see them," Mo Xiaohuan said
"You can't go, it's not safe yet" Yu Beiming stopped her
Mo Xiaohuan stopped talking and stood up. "Then I'll go out. You can write slowly by yourself." After saying that, she walked out without waiting for him to speak.
Don't let her see it? Humph, she insists on going, to Fufeng
"What? Are you going to see Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo?" Liu Fufeng spat out all the tea in his mouth on the spot, with a look of disbelief on his face.