Looking at her energetic appearance, Mu Yunhe was disgusted, and her gangsterism was even more annoying. His life was about to come to an end, and every day he had to face a little girl who seemed to be the rising sun, and Mu Yunhe felt even more desperate.

Those who do not experience disease will never be able to experience the pain of disease, those who do not suffer will never understand the wounds brought by suffering, those who do not face death will never be able to know, and every darkness may be the despair of death coming!

How can he calmly face such a vibrant, sunny and healthy little wife?

"Get out of here!" Mu Yunhe suddenly pushed Luo Zhiheng away irritably, and Luo Zhiheng was unharmed, but he fell to the ground because of weakness, followed by a heart-rending cough, one by one, crying blood.

"How unreasonable are you! I ......" Luo Zhiheng frowned coldly, and raised her hand to do a thousand times to wave the whip, but she didn't have a whip in her hand, and she really couldn't get down, her hand slowly put down, gently poked Mu Yunhe's shoulder, and asked carefully: "Hey, are you okay?" Do you want me to find someone? ”

She was just about to stand up, but Mu Yunhe didn't know where the strength came from, and grabbed her wrist suddenly, Luo Zhiheng lowered her head, and just crashed into Mu Yunhe's stubborn and painful eyes that were raised suddenly, there were too many intense emotions in that gaze, Luo Zhiheng seemed to have been hit by his tangled gaze, and her breath was suffocated.

"Don't go! Don't let anyone in. Mu Yunhe's voice trembled a little, he didn't want to make his mother sad today, just this day, let her be happy in her son's wedding, his unfilial son brought his mother only endless sadness and tears from childhood to adulthood.

"But you're ...... going to cough to death." Luo Zhiheng hesitated for a moment, and for the first time, she suppressed her fast-talking temperament.

"Help me up and go to bed." Mu Yunhe ordered.

Luo Zhiheng really wanted to help him, but when she heard that he dared to order herself, her hand let go, and she sneered condescendingly: "Don't order me, I'm not your maid and slave!" ”

"You're my wife!" Mu Yunhe said calmly and plainly, and then looked at her with a cold gaze.

That's not ...... "Me!" That word I stuck in her throat, stupid Heng'er, but you must not let people know that you are a ghost possessed. She thought of her current weakness again, and this place was even more etiquette and superstition than the Qing Dynasty, and she was in this palace, so she had to be more careful everywhere.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Although the husband in front of him looks very easy to bully, his eyes are too ruthless, and he is tough in the background, the princess and princess can crush her to death with one finger, obviously she is not an opponent, she has to know the current affairs.

With a roll of her eyes, Luo Zhiheng helped Mu Yunhe up with a smile on her face, but Mu Yunhe didn't know if it was intentional or really out of strength, almost the weight of her entire body was pressed on her body, and she was almost pressed and flashed. Placing him on the bed with difficulty, Mu Yunhe said coldly: "I want to take a rest, don't disturb me, and don't make any noise." ”

Luo Zhiheng watched him close his eyes, wrinkled his nose and snorted secretly, his little head was spinning around, and suddenly found a bronze mirror on the side, and she walked over carefully.

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