Murong Lingfeng slept for more than half a month, and even Shen Qing woke up, but she couldn't wake up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info So, when they came to the Dusk Rain Palace, they only drove one carriage, but when they went back, they had to get three carriages, and Emperor Chu was also stuffed into the carriage. It was watched by the Nine Princes himself. Nangong Qingtian has been looking at his younger brother's gloomy face for more than ten days, and he has long lost any arrogance, and the Ninth Prince asked him to go east, he would never dare to go west.

"Xiao Jiu, I'm really good!" Emperor Chu patted his arm, "Look, how strong!"

Nangong Qingye glanced at him, reached over and seemed to want to pinch it.

Seeing this, Emperor Chu hurriedly hid back, "What, just take a look, don't move your hands and feet!" Good guy, just Xiao Jiu's cold palm, slap him on his body, no matter how strong the bones of his body are, they will be broken into sections.

Nangong Qingye was just joking, and he didn't really want to do it, but some things should still be made clear, "What are you going to do with the person who harmed you?"

Emperor Chu was silent and did not speak.

Nangong Qingye frowned, "Don't you plan to do it again?" Nangong Qingtian, wake up, even if you are really dead, Murong Yu will not forgive you!"

Emperor Chu didn't like to hear this, "I said Xiao Jiu, even if Lone is not the emperor, you can't call your brother by his name, it's too unruly!" That being said, Emperor Chu didn't really get angry, he just wanted to hide his loneliness, "I didn't want Xiao Yu to forgive me, never." It's good now, it's really good. ”

Nangong Qingye looked at his imperial brother, but found that he couldn't understand this person who had been with him for decades anymore, "You won't feel that you have done anything wrong by now, right?"

Emperor Chu looked out the window and smiled, smiling a little lonely, "It's just a choice, if everything starts all over again, I think I will still make the same choice." Just like Xiao Yu also chose to turn around. We already know how it will end before we make a choice, so how can we be right or wrong, and how can we forgive?"

"If Murong Yu comes back, don't you plan to keep him either?" asked Nangong Qingye.

"If Xiaoli comes back, do you want to put down your dignity as the Ninth Prince and beg her?" Emperor Chu asked rhetorically.

"Knowing that she is willing to come back to me, even if it is only for one day, I am willing to do whatever I want. Nangong Qingye said firmly.

Emperor Chu was not optimistic about his younger brother's approach, "Even if your actions will cause harm to innocent people, will it ruin the happiness they have at their fingertips now?"

Two days at the same time glanced at the carriage behind, the two little girls they both liked from the bottom of their hearts, not only because they were the children of Murong Yu and An Shuli, but also because of their own charm. "Can't I give this happiness?"

Emperor Chu shook his head, "There are some things that cannot be replaced, such as parents. No matter how much you spoil them with all your heart, you can't match their feelings for their biological father. ”

The Nine Princes were silent, and he began to wonder if he should disturb this hard-won happiness.

Murong Lingfeng slept for almost twenty days, and when he woke up, he only felt sore. She turned her head weakly, this was the room of Yun Mo in the Martial Prince's Mansion, but now there was no one in the room.

Murong Lingfeng moved his fingers and found that the back of his hand was a little painful. She slowly raised her hand, both hands were pricked with a lot of needles, and there was a discarded infusion bag at the head of the bed, probably because Murong Lingxue gave her glucose to maintain her body function in the past few days.

Murong Lingfeng lifted the quilt and climbed down from the bed. After lying down for so many days, the bones were crisp. But where have all the people gone?

She leaned against the wall and slowly walked to the door, pushing open the door to see the sun, but at a glance she saw Yun Mo lying on the ground, and the woman lying on top of him.

Murong Lingfeng didn't make a sound, just leaned against the door and watched quietly.

Yun Mo pushed the woman away in disgust, not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all. He didn't even look at the woman when he got up, Gu took a selfie and patted the dust on his clothes, "This king sees that Miss Qiu can't even walk steadily, I'm afraid she is terminally ill." Someone, send Miss Qiu back to the General's Mansion!"

Immediately, a servant came over to help the woman up, but this Miss Qiu sat on the ground and waved the maid's hand unhappily, "Brother Mo, where is Tingting not in your eyes? I have fallen, and you don't say to help me, even if you are a stranger you don't know, you won't be like this! What's more, we have grown up together since childhood, don't I have any place in your heart? Do you really want to hold a scroll of pictures for the rest of your life?"

"That's it, such a beautiful girl, you are willing to let your family sit on the ground for so long? Murong Lingfeng leaned against the door frame with a look that was not a big deal, but what was the sour smell of this courtyard?

Yun Mo heard her speak, and immediately ran over, looking at her worriedly, "Feng'er, are you awake! Are you hungry? Is there anything uncomfortable?" Saying that, Yun Mo leaned over and hugged her horizontally, "There was some wind today, you just woke up, and your body is still weak, but don't attract the wind, go in and put on some clothes." ”

Qiu Ting also got up and wanted to go in with Yun Mo, but all she was left with was the closed door. Qiu Ting raised her hand and wanted to push the door in, but was stopped by the maid beside her, "Miss Qiu, the second young master has always disliked other people entering his room, and even the usual cleaning is personally taken care of by the princess." If you go in like this, I'm afraid that the second young master will be unhappy. ”

"That person was able to go in just now, why can't I?" Qiu Ting has grown up with Yun Mo since she was a child, and she is also very familiar with this Martial King Mansion, of course she knows Yun Mo's temper. Although he doesn't stay at home for a few days all year round, his room is never allowed to be entered at will, not even the prince, and the princess's "amnesty order" is still not allowed. It's just that when she saw someone coming out of Yun Mo's house, she was unwilling, so she wanted to break in.

The maid glanced at the door and shook her head with a smile in her eyes, "That person is naturally different. ”

Qiu Ting looked through the crack in the door, but couldn't see anything, "Who is he?"

"That is the little son of the Murong family, Murong Lingfeng, the heir of the Nine Dead Valley, and the one who has a marriage contract with the second young master of my family. The maid replied with a smile, deliberately aggravating the word marriage contract, hoping that this Miss Qiu would retreat.

Qiu Ting did hear clearly, "Marriage contract?" Her head buzzed all of a sudden, "When did Brother Mo have a marriage contract with someone? Why don't I know......? Still a man!"

"Man, the little boy is a girl, but she wears men's clothes all the year round, Miss Qiu don't be mistaken. The maid broke Qiu Ting's last illusion, "This marriage contract was personally made by the second young master when he was a child! It's been seventeen years!"

"Seventeen years ago?" Qiu Ting's eyes were a little dazed, and she staggered back from the door, "That...... Does that still count? Now...... There are still a few who are willing to keep their promises. Brother Mo...... He won't ......"

The maid also had some sympathy when she saw her dejected appearance. In fact, this Miss Qiu is not bad in nature, and she is not like Miss Yao who holds a high-flying posture all day long, which is annoying. But who made her fall in love with the second prince of their family, who was incomprehensible, was destined to end up without a problem.

Yun Mo carried Murong Lingfeng back to the bed, personally brought water, and wiped her face, "You have slept long enough this night, I am guarding the collapse every day, and I am looking forward to you opening your eyes." ”

Murong Lingfeng drank water and expressed his disbelief in his words, "Then why didn't I wake up and see someone guarding my bed, but I saw a pair of childhood sweethearts flirting and scolding in the yard?"

Yun Mo thought for a long time before he understood that the little boy was talking about him and Qiu Ting, "That woman is the daughter of General Qiu Ming and Qiu Mao's twin sister." She grew up in Chujing since she was a child, but I don't know her well, so I don't know her well. Yun Mo said while wiping the hands of the little boy, "She was making noise in the yard just now, I was afraid that she would disturb you until you were sleeping, so I went out to stop it, who knew that she suddenly pounced and bumped into me, and I was also caught off guard so I fell with her." ”

Regarding Yun Mo's explanation, Murong Lingfeng still had some doubts, "The dignified Holy Lord, even the rain of guns and arrows can escape unscathed, but now he can't escape the arms of a little girl?"

Yun Moke was aggrieved when he said this, he was thinking about Murong Lingfeng, who was still asleep, where did he notice Qiu Ting's movements, and he was bumped into by her.

At this time, Yun Mo suddenly reacted, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, "You won't be jealous, right?"

Murong Lingfeng looked stunned for a moment, and then refused to admit it, "No...... Not...... Of course not! How can you be jealous with such a big belly! Don't talk nonsense!"

Yun Mo put down the cloth towel, sat beside her, and hugged the little boy to his lap, "Since you are not jealous, why do you care so much about Qiu Ting, and why are these words full of sourness?"

Murong Lingfeng leaned on his arms and pouted for a long time without speaking.

Looking at her appearance, Yun Mo was in a good mood. He lifted the little boy's chin and pecked her lips twice, "Are you hungry?

"Hmm. Only then did the little boy agree, "By the way, what about Xue'er?"

"Xue'er and her eldest brother went to the Yuqing Division to visit Concubine Yin Shu and Concubine Wu Guifei. Yun Mo took clean clothes from the cabinet and put them on for the little boy, "During the time you were asleep, a lot of things happened in the capital. The concubine was imprisoned for poisoning the emperor because of the exposure of the poisoning of the emperor. The three princes were not favored in the first place, and now that the concubines have entered the Yuqing Division, they are even more anxious like ants on a hot pot. The three of them knelt in front of the Panlong Hall every day, asking for the emperor's summons, but the emperor's uncle closed the palace door and ignored them at all. ”

"Poison the emperor?" Murong Lingfeng couldn't help frowning, she had seen this noble concubine, if she wanted to be arrogant, probably no one could stand out, but if she was asked to poison Emperor Chu, she probably didn't have the guts, right?"

Yun Mo shook his head, "It has nothing to do with the Seven Star Gu. Ten days ago, the concubine entered the Panlong Palace and sent a bowl of porridge to the emperor. It happened that Uncle Nine went over, and the two collided in one place, spilling the porridge, and the porridge bowl fell to the ground and a layer of white bubbles emerged. The imperial doctor identified that this porridge contained poison that sealed her throat with blood, and Wu Guifei was speechless, so she was arrested on the spot and entered the Yuqing Division. ”

Yun Mo's words were full of loopholes, "Who do you say collided with Wu Guifei?Nine Princes?" Murong Lingfeng's eyes widened, are you kidding? Yun Mo was pounced on by Qiu Ting, she didn't believe it, and it was even more impossible for the Nine Princes to bump into Wu Xiqian. "Fake, right?"

Yun Mo pursed his lips and smiled, "This kind of thing, you know it in your heart, it's over, don't say it." ”

Is it really fake?" "What, Emperor Chu is not satisfied with his harem? Isn't there only one Concubine Li left in the palace now?"

"How smart is Shi Min?" Yun Mo pulled the little boy's hair out of his clothes and smoothed it out, "When she saw this situation, she knew that the momentum was not right, so she took the initiative to ask to leave the harem and go to Fuying Guan Qingxiu to cultivate, and it is estimated that she will have to pass the limelight and come back." ”

At this time, Emperor Chu's already unfilled harem was really empty.

Murong Lingfeng frowned, "Didn't you suspect this Concubine Li before?" Now that she has left Chu Jing, this is ...... Did you run away?"

"No, even if she wants to run, Uncle Nine won't allow it. Uncle Nine is determined to investigate thoroughly this time!" Yun Mo held her shoulders with both hands, his eyes wandering on her chest, "It seems to be a little bigger than before!"

Murong Lingfeng looked down inexplicably, and suddenly understood, she covered Yun Mo's eyes in annoyance, "What have you been thinking about all day?!"

Yun Mo covered her eyes and hugged her into his arms, "I said that you have grown up, isn't it? You are now growing up, these are normal!"

"What does it have to do with you?" Murong Ling said angrily.

"It doesn't matter, your whole person will be mine in the future, I care about my own little baby, it couldn't be serious!" Yun Mo just took it for granted and said, "It's all my happiness in the future!"

Yun Mo took the little boy's hand and kissed her pouting Lao Gao's mouth, "Angry again, okay, okay, don't make trouble! Let's go, let's go to the kitchen, I'll make you something to eat." ”

Murong Lingfeng walked out of the house holding hands with Yun Mo awkwardly, they passed by Qiu Ting, and Yun Mo walked straight over as if he didn't see her. Instead, Murong Lingfeng glanced at her. Qiu Ting's eyes were filled with tears, and her expression of begging was pitiful. "People are going to cry, don't you want to take a look?" Murong Lingfeng couldn't help but say.

"Who?" Yun Mo followed the little boy's gaze and saw Qiu Ting, but this time he just glanced at it and looked away, "I'm not her, what does it matter to me whether she cries or not?" If I really go, won't my little baby cry too?"