When Ling'er was here, Yongquan Palace was the place he wanted to go to every moment. After Ling'er left, he would come here every day to feel everything he and she had together!
However, today, Feng Jingrong, a dead woman, moved into Yongquan Palace, and he actually lost interest in going in!
He stared at the three words "Yongquan Palace" for a long time. Finally, he didn't control himself and walked in!
"Your Majesty!" When everyone saw Ji Mo coming in, they all knelt down in a hurry!
When Ji Mo approached, the servants did not dare to stop him. Although the Queen said that no matter who came in, they would say that she was asleep, but now it was the Emperor who came, and they did not dare to stop him!
The "no matter who comes" the empress refers to should not include the emperor. After all, today is their wedding night, and the emperor should have come over in the first place!
When Ji Mo entered, Feng Jingrong had already fallen asleep with her head covered with a quilt. His appearance did not cause much of a sensation!
He walked to her bedside, and the quilt covered her entire head, not even her scalp was exposed!
Ji Mo looked at Feng Jingrong, who was lying motionless on the bed as if she was dead. Ji Mo didn't know why he was so angry with her. He thought he could control his emotions well, but in this damn
Losing control over and over again in front of women!
When she walked to Feng Jingrong's bed, she tried to pull down the quilt covering her head, but Feng Jingrong held her tightly, "Does this woman want to suffocate herself? She's holding her so tightly!"
Ji Mo frowned and tried to pull the quilt away, but couldn't move. "This stupid woman is so strong even when she's asleep!"
Perhaps out of anger or out of spite, he insisted on pulling her quilt off!
"Oh, don't move!" Feng Jingrong's dissatisfied voice came from inside the quilt. Who is so annoying that he always pulls her quilt!
Half asleep and half awake, she loosened the quilt at this time!
The quilt was pulled away by Jimo at this time!
Seeing Feng Jingrong at this time, she didn't look as angry as she did earlier. She was sleeping soundly, with a faint blush on her face because she was smothered in the quilt, and her brows were tight because he had just pulled the quilt away.
His childish face was wrinkled with a little dissatisfaction, and his mouth pouted slightly, which actually made him lose his mind for a moment!