。 He looked into her beautiful eyes, slowly leaned closer, and kissed her pink lips.

It's like picking honey with some preciousness.

But like a dragonfly dotting water, he quickly took a step back and widened the distance of anxiety.

Just listen to him say, "How's that?" It's the feeling of heartbeat! ”

After speaking, he took the lead in taking a step forward with the bamboo basket on his back.

After walking a few steps away, I saw that Murong Meng hadn't caught up.

Look! This girl is really excited! I don't know what I'm missing.

But that's probably why he likes her.

Murong Yu went back and took her hand, just whispered, she listened carefully enough.

"Let's go, let's go home!"

Go home! What a warm word, which made Murong Meng fall into a trance again.

She couldn't see his handsome face.

If you can see it, you will see that his thin lips raise the curvature, and it is even more beautiful than the spring scene.

Who is Murong Yu? Who the hell is he?

Murong Meng always has insomnia at night, and this is the problem that haunts him.

Fortunately, this answer came to my heart, and I couldn't ask.

Until the winter when time passed and the snow fell, the empress gave birth to a little prince, and the new heir of the royal family fell to the ground. This is the new gospel, and the whole land of Xuanyuan is a peaceful and festive color.

Murong Meng, as the chief imperial doctor, was close to the empress.

And Murong Yu also followed to the side, as a foil.

"The Empress has lost too much blood in childbirth and needs to be recuperated!" Murong Meng specially prescribed a medicinal soup to replenish blood and ordered Murong Yu to help supervise the decoction.

The night was silent and brightly lit, and the guards outside the door did not dare to relax.

Murong Meng stayed awake all night with the empress to take care of her, and finally when the situation was stable, she also fell asleep on the edge of the bed unconsciously.

Because there could be no noise to disturb them, several anxious royal ladies were simply excluded from the door and not allowed to enter.

Murong Yu took the medicine and entered lightly.

Putting down the medicinal soup, I saw the two women in the room, a pale empress and a tired Murong Meng.

Both of them fell asleep, as if they were cut off from the outside world.

He called softly, "Dreams? See no response.

At that moment, a bright light flashed from his cuffs, the glossy side of a sharp knife.

I saw his slightly heavy steps, slowly approaching the bed, that is, in front of the empress.

"The new singer?" Gritting his teeth, full of hatred, "You ruined my country!" ”