Yu Beiming's purpose of humiliating himself has been achieved. If he cried in front of him again, how proud would he be?
Mo Xiaohuan turned around to leave, but his body was circled back by a pair of thick arms.
Her back hit the wall behind her, causing pain to the shoulder blades on her back.
Yu Beiming! What else do you want to do? Not satisfied with the teasing just now, you want to continue to humiliate me?
"Let me go!" Mo Xiaohuan gritted his teeth, "You are still a prince. Which country's prince can be as boring as you? You will retaliate, and you have no kingly demeanor..."
Mo Xiaohuan was very angry. She wanted to scold Yu Beiming, but her innate strict education and good living habits made Mo Xiaohuan lose the ability to curse.
Mo Xiaohuan used the sharp words she could find to accuse Yu Beiming!
But before Mo Xiaohuan could finish speaking, Yu Beiming covered Mo Xiaohuan's lips with one hand.
"Oh!" Mo Xiaohuan didn't have time to close her mouth, and accidentally knocked Yu Beiming's finger with her teeth.
Yu Beiming seemed to tremble, then he firmly covered Mo Xiaohuan's mouth and turned Mo Xiaohuan's head towards him.
Mo Xiaohuan could not speak and only stared at Yu Beiming above her head.
Yu Beiming's expression was cold, and his eyes were clearly stained with a thin layer of anger. However, he was too deep in the city, so his face did not fully express his unhappiness.
He looked at Mo Xiaohuan like this for a long time, as if he was getting to know Mo Xiaohuan again.
Perhaps she was angry with him just now, but Mo Xiaohuan was not afraid at all. She was serious and hoped that Yu Beiming would let go of his arms soon.
"Mrs. Huanpei is here!——"
Someone announced outside Zhaoyang Hall
This Mrs. Huan Pei should be the heroine tonight.
Mo Xiaohuan and Yu Meiren were responsible for making the bed. Naturally, there would be other women to help Yu Beiming sleep, right?
After hearing the report, Yu Beiming released his restraint on Mo Xiaohuan.
Mo Xiaohuan quickly stood up, but her body stood frozen for too long and she couldn't stand firm.
Seeing that he was about to fall down, Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Yu Beiming's shoulders to maintain his balance.
But as soon as it touched Yu Beiming's shoulder, Mo Xiaohuan's hand was retracted like an electric shock.
You shouldn't be holding him up. Even if he falls, you can't hold him up.
"I'm sorry," Mo Xiaohuan said
The look in Yu Beiming's eyes changed in an instant. He sat quietly on the side of the bed, his tall and burly body remained motionless, and his long black hair spread across his broad back.
Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan without blinking, his eyes so deep that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Confronting such a scheming king, Mo Xiaohuan suddenly understood something
Yu Beiming naturally has many women, because he is a prince and under the feudal monarchy, he can have countless women in a high-sounding way.
And in his eyes, she is just one of these women
That's all
He is good at playing with women
Even I, this woman who came from a developed society, was easily seduced by him.
If one day, the sun comes out from the west and Yu Beiming becomes fond of herself, then she will be just one of the many women he likes.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiaohuan completely became rational.
After all, such a high-walled mansion is not a place where novices like me should stay.
I should leave the palace after all
No matter what it's like outside, I don't deserve to be locked up in this cage