The two hugged each other tightly, the tip of Mu Changhuan's nose was against Xiao He's chest, and after a while, she was out of breath.

"Lord Wang......" she whispered in a low voice, "Can you let go of me, it's too tight, I can't breathe." ”

Xiao He heard her aggrieved voice, chuckled lowly, and relaxed her hand slightly.

Mu Changhuan finally felt a little more comfortable.

But after this trouble, I couldn't sleep.

Xiao He noticed her stiffness and asked in a low voice, "Don't you want to sleep a little longer?" ”

Mu Changhuan sighed, "The concubine body used to sleep alone, and she is not used to having someone on the side of the couch." ”

Xiao He snorted coldly, "From then on, the princess will be affected and get used to the existence of this king." ”

Mu Changhuan was controlled by his scorching palm, and the whole person was under his control, where did he dare to resist him, he had to say, "This is the duty of the concubine." ”

Xiao He didn't say anything more.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Since you don't want to sleep, let's talk to this king." ”

“…… What does the prince want to say? Mu Changhuan was silent for a while and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Hemo held the slightly raised scar on her waist, sighed, and said, "It's not good to have a scar on my daughter's body, and when I turn around, this king asked Mama Fu to send a few bottles of white jade exquisite ointment, this thing, the scar removal is excellent." ”

Xiao He's words fell, and he obviously felt the delicate body in his arms tremble.

Mu Changhuan's breathing intensified, and after a long while, he spoke, "The concubine knows, thank you prince." ”

"This king doesn't mean to dislike you," Xiao He noticed her trembling slightly, for fear that she would want to be crooked, so he explained more.

Mu Changhuan said, "The concubine knows. ”

Xiao He: "......"

He suspected he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't know what to do.

After pondering for a long time, she could only change the topic stiffly, "Mama Fu told this king in the afternoon, three days later, you want to hold a flower banquet in the mansion?" ”

"Hmm," Mu Changhuan agreed sullenly.

"This is your first banquet, do you need this king to accompany you?"

"It's good to have Mama Fu here," Mu Changhuan didn't think about it, so he refused, paused, and added, "The prince is in charge of the entire Rongzhou, and he has every opportunity, so he can't afford to be distracted by this little thing." ”

When Xiao He heard her say this, his tone couldn't help but be a little heavier, "You are the princess of this king, and none of your affairs are trivial matters in this king's heart." ”

"The concubine knows that the prince is good to the concubine, but it's just a matter of the flower banquet, and it is really enough for Mama Fu to handle it."

"In that case, as you say." Seeing that she was so insistent, Xiao He had no choice but to compromise.

Mu Changhuan snorted, and the two of them were cold again.

No one fell asleep, no one spoke.

In this way, the stalemate reached Qingtong coming in to urge food.

During the meal, Mu Changhuan kept his head down and never said a superfluous word.

Xiao He looked at her so lifeless, he was depressed for a while, and after dinner, he brushed his sleeves and left, and for the first time in many days, he did not stay overnight in Langyue Courtyard.

In the study in the front yard, he was so angry that he read the newspaper for half the night.

The lights in the study are long-lasting.

In the Langyue Courtyard, Mu Changhuan was rare and comfortable, because she slept a little more during the day, and at night, she annotated a medical book before changing her clothes.

Without Xiao He, she quickly fell asleep alone.

But then, he was dragged into one nightmare after another.

In the dream, she returned to the underground palace of Shu Poison King Mountain, and she watched one girl after another being drugged and pushed into a medicine jar full of poisonous insects.

When it was fished out again, the living child was only half a skeleton with some stinking minced meat.

Their heart-rending cries pierced her eardrums, and she tried desperately to stop the middle-aged man in the black robe, but she couldn't move.

Grief and powerlessness were intertwined, and she blushed as she watched as the broken bodies of the girls were gnawed and devoured by mastiffs with shiny coats and fierce eyes.

The sound of broken joints echoed in her ears like a spell from Nose Hell.

Mu Changhuan, who was asleep, couldn't help screaming anymore, shouting heartbreakingly, "No, don't, don't......"

When the maid who was keeping vigil heard her master's dream, she came in from outside, lifted up the curtain, and tried to wake her master.

The next moment, Mu Changhuan, who sat up in shock, choked his neck.

"Ahhhh

Mu Changhuan touched the frightened eyes of the maid, the murderous eyes shrank suddenly, and the next moment, he suddenly threw the maid aside.

The servant girl fell to the ground hard, but she didn't have time to cry out in pain, so she got up and stumbled out......

The princess is crazy, really crazy! She muttered as she bumped into Qingtong, who had arrived in a hurry.

Qingtong heard the maid's whispering, her face changed suddenly, and she slapped her directly, "Shut up!" The princess just had a nightmare, and she was in a nightmare, so why don't you go and invite the prince soon! ”

The maid was sobered up a little by Qingtong, and dragged her ass that was about to fall into four petals and ran towards the study in the front yard.

When Qingtong lifted the curtain and walked into the bedroom, Mu Changhuan had already eased up.

Her eyes were frightened, there were undried teardrops on her face, and when she saw Qingtong, she ran towards her barefoot, hugged her tightly, and choked up, "Qingtong, I dreamed of Shu again, and I dreamed of those people...... Those little children are so pitiful...... Do I have to live in this nightmare for the rest of my life......"

"Miss, don't be afraid, there is Qingtong here, Qingtong will guard Miss," Qingtong gently patted Mu Changhuan's back, gently comforted her, and after she was no longer so excited, she helped her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

In the study, Xiao He heard the maidservant girl of Langyue Courtyard asking to see him, and he didn't think about it, so he threw down the purple jade tube wolf pen in his hand, and coldly ordered Chu Zhang, "Let Qinghe come in." ”

"Yes, Lord Wang," Chu Zhang led the order to retreat, and it didn't take long for Qinghe to come in.

Qing He trembled and entered the study, and as soon as Xiao He looked up, he saw the bruises on her neck.

"What's going on?" Xiao He's face sank and he asked in a cold voice.