"Uh..." Ye Junqing felt pain in his lower back and lower abdomen, and couldn't help but moan softly,
"If it weren't for Mo Wan, the prince could have used Qing Gong to leave." Yao Mowan felt that she was a burden for the first time, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Even without you, I can't defeat that guy. Mo Wan, I think we should leave separately. The dead soul wants to kill me in his dreams. If you stay with me again, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you." Ye. Jun Qing looked solemn and spoke firmly.
"Mo Wan never left when the dead soul was here. Now that the dead soul is gone, does the prince think Mo Wan will leave?" Yao Mowan casually took the porcelain bowl and scooped the porridge to Ye Junqing's mouth.
"But..." Ye Junqing disagreed. When the dead soul is still there, Yao Mowan has no chance to leave!
"I can't stop you after eating. If you try to persuade me, you don't need to say more. Mowan thinks that she is destined to be lucky. We have been through so many storms and now we are still afraid of that black man!" Yao Mowan pounded the porridge into the night. Jun Qing's movements in his mouth were slightly rough.
Ye Junqing knew that Yao Mowan was unhappy, so he didn't dare to say anything and had to let Yao Mowan feed her. In fact, Ye Junqing felt that he only hurt his waist and lower abdomen, and his hands could still support themselves, but it was rare. Naturally, he wanted to enjoy being served by Yao Mowan.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened. When Duan Tingting came in, Yao Mowan reflexively threw the spoon into the bowl, and then slammed the bowl in front of Ye Junqing.
"Your Majesty, don't you have any hands?" Yao Mowan didn't know what she was feeling guilty about, or maybe she just didn't want Duan Tingting to be hurt by the scene. Three black lines suddenly appeared on Ye Junqing's forehead, feeling extremely wronged.
"Tingting has asked Jingyue to bring the letter to the Xia Crown Prince Di Feng. She will be back in five days. Miss Mo Wan can rest assured." It wasn't until Duan Tingting walked to the couch that Ye Junqing recognized the person in front of her.
"Duan...Duan Tingting?" Ye Junqing couldn't describe his state of mind. At that time, Duan Tingting had golden branches and jade leaves, silk and satin on her body, and a bejeweled hairpin on her head. But now she was wearing a plain robe, and her bun was held up by a wooden hairpin. It's so simple and sad.
"The poor nun has no heart, the prince can call the poor nun Wu Xin the master." Duan Tingting bowed respectfully, her face as calm as water.
"Master?" Ye Junqing looked at Yao Mowan blankly, hoping to learn something from Yao Mowan. However, Yao Mowan was such a person. The more embarrassed Ye Junqing was, the more she liked Yao Mowan. Junqing left alone at night.
"Mo Wan forgot that there are still vegetables cooking on the stove. Your Majesty is resting, so I will leave this place to the Master." Yao Mowan nodded slightly and started to leave.
"Mo Wan! Yao Mowan, don't leave!" Ye Junqing wished he could jump up and grab Yao Mowan's tail. Of course, if Yao Mowan had any, he just got up and there was a huge pain in his waist. Came over.
"Does the prince really not want to see the poor nun?" If he said he had no expectations, it would be a lie. But when she saw the confusion and panic in Ye Hongyi's eyes, Duan Tingting knew that the results of her expectations would never be fulfilled. appeared.
"Ahem... Um... why are you here?" In fact, Ye Junqing really wanted to say: There is no place to be found after you have worn out iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here. Come on and sign the book!
"Your Majesty should first ask the poor nun where this is." Duan Tingting choked hard and tried her best to suppress the feelings in her heart.
"Yes...where is this?" Ye Junqing couldn't imagine how he could neglect Yao Mowan for Duan Tingting. To be honest, at this moment, besides embarrassment, he didn't feel anything else.
, thinking about that ridiculous time at that time, Ye Junqing was very upset.
"This is a nunnery. The poor nun has been a monk here for some time. I knew that the prince and Miss Mowan were in trouble, so I asked Master Jingyue in the nunnery to rescue them here." Duan Tingting spoke truthfully, with a clear voice.
His eyes fell on Ye Junqing, causing ripples.
"I see, Junqing would like to thank my master for saving my life!" Ye Junqing's unintentional words made Duan Tingting heartbroken. He actually called his master, so naturally, without even hesitation, but Ye Junqing, Tingting is you.
The nominal wife!
"You're welcome, Your Majesty, between you and me..." Duan Tingting said bitterly, but was stopped by Ye Junqing.
"The relationship between Junqing and the master... is innocent!" Later Ye Junqing found out that he did not have sex after drinking that night, but just slept in Duan Tingting's room for a night. After knowing the truth,
Ye Junqing even went to the wine shop alone to have a drink and was very happy.
"Does the prince really want to draw a clear line with Tingting?" Duan Tingting warned herself not to cry before entering the door, but at this moment, the tears flowed down without warning, streaking across her cheeks, burning her heart.
"That's not what I meant, I just..." Ye Junqing couldn't explain, because that's what he meant.
"That's it! After all, it was Tingting who was at fault first. Even if the prince wants to blame Tingting, it is reasonable." Duan Tingting wiped her tears, but was reluctant to turn around and leave. All her dignity collapsed at this moment.
"I don't mean to blame you. Besides, you saved my life and Mo Wan's. I am deeply grateful, but..." Ye Junqing hesitated to say anything. Some words hurt others, but he should not say them out.
, he felt very uncomfortable holding it in his heart.
"Your Majesty, what do you want to say?" Duan Tingting had no hope, and naturally she didn't expect Ye Junqing to say anything nice.
"Ahem... No!" Ye Junqing finally did not say the word "divorce". He felt that he had to be kind, and the other person saved his life. Wouldn't it be too much for him to turn around and give someone a divorce note?
Missing!
"Your Majesty, lie down, it's time to change the dressing on the wound." Even if Ye Junqing spoke, how could Duan Tingting not know Ye Junqing's thoughts? Maybe she was obsessed, and since she let go, she should be more thorough.
"No... no need, I can do it myself!" Seeing that Duan Tingting was about to change her dressing, Ye Junqing immediately stopped her.
"The poor nun is a monk, why are you afraid that the poor nun will do something to you?" Compared to Duan Tingting's openness, Ye Junqing felt that he was a little petty, so he reluctantly persuaded himself to lie down.
Let's say that Yao Mowan walked towards the kitchen boredly, and suddenly heard someone talking in the corner.
"You didn't see that Wuxin was covering his heart that day, gritting his teeth in pain, and beads of sweat were pouring out!" Nun A gossiped.
"I've never seen her act like this before. I wonder if it has something to do with that man!" Nun B said venomously.
"Why do you say that?" Nun A approached me, her eyes as wide as bells.
"Intuition!" Nun B was kicked away as soon as she shut up.
Even though Nun A didn't take it seriously, Yao Mowan took it seriously, so that night, Yao Mowan asked about the incident that made Duan Tingting feel distressed.
"It's just a coincidence." This was Duan Tingting's answer.
"If it was just a coincidence, Mo Wan would not ask you if it was related to the 'Biwing Gu Insect'?" Sometimes, Yao Mowan felt that it would be better for her to be stupid.