Chapter 52 Heartbeat

She didn't dare to make a mistake again, she was afraid that she would be injured again, so she could only let the bitterness in her heart spread, and let her heart become numb.

Perhaps, from this moment on, they don't even have to be friends.

Mu Youchen sat on the roof in a daze, still maintaining the same appearance just now, but the expression on his face had been replaced by endless bitterness.

It wasn't until the sky was faintly dyed with a hint of bright color that he got up and went back to the Cold Moon Palace.

He suddenly regretted how he had faced her after making his heart clear.

In the next few days, Mu Youchen understood that his worries were completely unnecessary, because Mu Qianxun had never appeared again at all, in front of his eyes.

King Xian and Prime Minister Yang Cheng have already married as they wished, and it won't be long before Yang Yuxi will marry into King Xian's Mansion and become the princess.

Up and down the Xianwang Mansion, there is a lot of joy, except for red or red, it looks particularly lively.

Mu Ruoyun watched the huge Xianwang Mansion being decorated like this for a few days, and felt indescribably sad.

Is this the difference between the concubine and the main room?

When she married into the Xianwang Mansion that day, it was as casual as welcoming a maidservant, and now the entire Xianwang Mansion is busy for Yang Yuxi alone.

His hands were clenched into fists, his nails were firmly sunk into his palms, and the warm liquid slowly flowed out;

Her eyes were a little fierce, she was unwilling, she Mu Ruoyun would never be trampled under her feet forever.

One day, she will stand in front of people in a beautiful manner and become the only hostess of this virtuous palace.

In the Beiyuan study, Mu Rufeng was concentrating on studying a military book.

Mu Ruoyun came in slowly, turned behind Mu Rufeng, hugged his neck, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Like the wind!"

Mu Rufeng frowned slightly, and his voice was calm: "Get out!" and..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Ruoyun's soft lips were attached to his lips, and the soft and smooth fragrant tongue depicted the shape of his lip flap, and curiously reached into his mouth and touched his tongue.

Mu Rufeng hugged her into his arms, pressed his palm against the soft hair behind her, and instantly turned defense into offense, sucking her sweetness domineeringly.

Fingers slid to her collar, her clothes peeling off, and tiny kisses fell on her everywhere, leaving a lingering impression in the room.

Under the bed curtain, Mu Ruoyun fell asleep on Mu Rufeng's arm, her eyelashes trembled gently on her snow-white cheeks, and a crystal tear slipped down and dripped on Mu Rufeng's arm.

Mu Rufeng kissed her eyelashes, her voice was a little hoarse, but it was rare gentleness: "Yun'er, what's wrong?"

Mu Ruoyun opened her eyes slightly, and there were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes: "Yun'er is afraid that after Sister Yuxi passes through the door, Yun'er will never see you again." Yun'er is afraid that from now on, she will have to die alone in Jingxin Garden. ”

Mu Rufeng smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you were glad that I had a concubine?"

The look in Mu Ruoyun's eyes darkened a little, and she pulled out a smile: "

Isn't Yun'er unhappy, won't you accept a concubine?

Yun'er just begged that after my sister passed the door, I could see you occasionally and see you smiling at me.

Rufeng, whether you believe it or not, I have to say that it is really not Yun'er who designed to marry you.

Yun'er didn't dare to ask you to fulfill the promise of the day, just to be by your side. ”

Mu Rufeng nodded lightly, he may not like Mu Ruoyun, but he definitely doesn't hate it, and the estrangement caused by that incident has also disappeared today.

Compared with Yang Yuxi, who was rude and willful, and humiliated him in front of everyone, Mu Ruoyun was much cuter and more docile.

Of course, this is just his opinion, he still hasn't seen through Mu Ruoyun's temperament after all.

Late one night, Mu Qianxun lay quietly on the bed, her beautiful eyes widened, staring directly at the fine lines carved on the top of the bed, her deep eyes were full of bloodshots, and her little face was a little pale.

Ye Li gently sat on the side of Mu Qianxun's bed and persuaded: "Pavilion Master, why do you bother! You haven't rested for several nights, and the third prince is waiting for you on the roof every day. You guys..."

Mu Qianxun's cold voice interrupted Ye Li's words: "Enough! Go down and rest early, I'm fine, don't worry about me!"

Ye Li sighed and left helplessly.

Ling Ze stood outside the door of Jing Yaxuan, his brows furrowed, and when he saw Ye Li coming out, he asked eagerly, "Miss Ye Li." What's going on, is Miss Mu willing to meet my master?"

Ye Li smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I can't persuade her." My young lady is not much better than the third prince these days, she doesn't rest much every day, she doesn't even talk much, and her whole person has lost a lot of weight!"

Ling Ze looked at the lonely figure on the roof, his eyes were full of worry, he had never seen Mu Youchen like this.

Mu Rufeng was dressed in red, standing on a white horse, with a soft face and a pair of deep eyes, any look was enough to fascinate thousands of ignorant girls.

Today is the day when Mu Rufeng marries Yang Yuxi, from the Xianwang Mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion are covered with red silk, and there are flower girls with flower baskets waiting for the newcomers every other way.

The procession of welcoming relatives walked in the forefront, and the lively music and drums were endless, resounding throughout the imperial city.

Mu Rufeng followed closely, with a smile on his face, but there was a bit of joy in his eyes.

Yang Yuxi sat in a sedan chair carried by eight people, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, today's scene was very much in line with her heart.

The flowers and rain are flying all over the sky, fluttering and falling on the red silk, this scene is beautiful, and the red makeup is about ten miles more than this.

In the cave room, Mu Rufeng gently lifted Yang Yuxi's hijab, her fingers slid over her soft cheeks, and a warm voice sounded in her ears: "Yuxi, you are so beautiful!"

Yang Yuxi smiled slightly, and her jade fingers touched Mu Rufeng's neckline and began to untie his shirt.

Mu Rufeng frowned slightly, held down her hand, pushed her down, and bullied her.

Heavy wheezing sounds, repeated coquettish moans, rippled in the room, and the sound gradually weakened, leaving only a room of beautiful breath.

Mu Rufeng put on her clothes and looked at the sleeping woman on the bed, her face gloomy.

pinched the corners of the quilt with two fingers, and lifted the quilt uncertainly, and there was really no expected redness.

Remembering her enjoyment of being pressed under her body, she couldn't help but feel bored.

When he thought that his wife who was like a wind had been ruined by others, he was full of anger, but there was nowhere to vent.

Such a humiliating thing, he couldn't say it, so he could only acquiesce.

Early the next morning, as soon as Yang Yuxi opened her eyes, she saw Mu Rufeng glaring at her angrily.

Yang Yuxi smiled, raised her eyebrows and said, "Hasn't the husband been in love with Yuxi for a long time?

These seemingly bland words completely angered Mu Rufeng, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his right hand pinched Yang Yuxi's neck involuntarily, with a slight force.

Yang Yuxi's face turned red, but she still had a little smile, and said with difficulty: "Husband, is this trying to strangle me? On the second day of the prince's wedding, the princess died inexplicably, will my father let you go? Or does the husband want the world to know that your wife stole people and was killed by you?"

Mu Rufeng was forced to let go of his hand, clenched into a fist, and his joints creaked when he was pinched.

Yang Yuxi touched his neck and sneered: "You marry me just because I am the daughter of the prime minister and the sister of the queen! ”

Mu Rufeng is really dumb now, he can't say that he has suffered from Coptis chinensis, and he even has the heart to die!

After tossing for most of the month to marry the wife who entered the door, I am afraid that I will not be able to send it away, and from then on the Xianwang Mansion will be completely lively.

One afternoon, Mu Qingyou stood in the courtyard of Jing Yaxuan, looking at Mu Qianxun's house with a pair of big watery eyes.

He looked at Mu Qingyou crampedly: "Little princess, go back." Miss said... Say she's not feeling well, and I'll play with you another day. ”

Mu Qingyou suddenly became angry, and shouted at Qianyan: "This is the first time! This princess can't bear it anymore, she is uncomfortable for one day and two days of discomfort, isn't she unwell every day? Isn't it just to avoid the third brother, and I didn't provoke her!"

After that, regardless of Qianyan's obstruction, he rushed into Mu Qianxun's house.

She came to Mu Qianxun almost every day, but Mu Qianxun rejected her for the same reason, and this time the unhappiness in her heart finally broke out.

Mu Qingyou rushed in with anger on his face, and the next moment he saw Mu Qianxun, the expression on his face changed from anger to surprise in an instant.

Looking at Mu Qianxun's appearance, her heart was shocked, her eyes were bloodshot, a few points redder than a rabbit's eyes;

The already thin cheeks, white without a trace of blood, as if they were really seriously ill;

Sitting upright at the table, like a puppet.

Mu Qingyou held Mu Qianxun's cold jade hand worriedly, and said softly: "Qianxun? What's wrong with you? But if you feel uncomfortable, I'll call the imperial doctor." ”

Mu Qianxun showed a smile that looked slightly better than crying: "I'm fine, I'm just tired, I'll play with you in a few days." ”

The smile that was barely pulled out froze completely in the next moment, and the figure at the door did not react.

I have to say that they are especially like twin brothers and sisters, and their eyes are the same color.

It's just that Mu Rufeng's face looks better than her, not as pale as her, because people are much better than her.

Mu Rufeng looked at Mu Qianxun in a daze, his throat rolled twice, and he said in a hoarse voice: "How long do you plan to hide from me? If this continues, there will be two more new graves in the world." If you don't say yes, you don't agree, is it necessary to make yourself like this?"

Mu Qingyou's worried gaze shuttled between the two of them, and he walked out of the room.

Mu Qianxun thought that he could forget Mu Youchen, but the moment he appeared, the defense line built in his heart collapsed instantly.

For many days, the suppressed tears flowed straight down, and the throbbing in her heart made her unable to ignore.

Mu Youchen walked up to her step by step and hugged her into his arms.

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms came into her nose, which inexplicably reassured her, as long as she was embraced by him, she had everything.

Mu Qianxun's faint voice came: "Why?