Lin Mo's joy and anger are all for one person.

After receiving Feng Yichen's letter, Lin Mo was in a very good mood and took the initiative to keep Jinfengxi to play two games of chess.

However, one afternoon Jinfeng Creek was not in a good state.

Lin Mo was in a good mood, and he didn't care that he was always distracted, and he also had a tolerant attitude towards his perfunctory attitude.

Lin Mo, who couldn't sleep well for several days, slept peacefully tonight.

The days of waiting were the hardest, but compared to the previous time when there was no news, it was already good.

Feng Yichen's side is also like an arrow, but he just woke up with the sick cloud and had to walk slowly.

The two of them could only walk back slowly in a carriage from the waterway, and the snow made the road even more difficult.

There is a lot of snow in the West, and this is the third snow since the beginning of winter.

Lin Mo was half-lying on the chaise longue in the room, looking at the snow outside through the window, his hand on the high bulging lower abdomen.

"Are you glad your father is coming back?" Lin Mo smiled at the corner of his lips and spoke to the little county lord in his abdomen.

The little guy in the womb felt her happy mood and moved, responding to Lin Mo.

Feeling the little guy's response, Lin Mo's heart was warm, and he stretched out his finger to interact with her.

Now there is only one month before the due date, and the stable woman in the princess's mansion has already looked for three or four, and Lin Mo has also gone to inspect it, which is quite professional.

It may be that Sheng Qiwen left a shadow, and she is still a little stunned when she thinks of giving birth.

The days passed day by day, and Lin Mo was also waiting day by day, and finally on the seventh day, Feng Yichen came back.

When Lin Mo heard the news, he was originally supported by Qingge, but later disgusted that Qingge was walking too slowly, so he let go of her hand, holding a big belly, and walking like flying, so frightened that Qingge's three souls lost their seven spirits.

"The ground is slippery, princess slower." Qingge trotted after her, protecting her in fear.

As soon as he bypassed the front hall, a peerless figure came into view, and Lin Mo's eyes were wet instantly.

Feng Yichen quickened his pace to catch up, and when Lin Mo saw the scar on Feng Yichen's face, his heart suddenly paused.

She raised her hand to attach Feng Yichen's face, her brows furrowed, her eyes as bright as stars narrowed, and she was glowing with coldness, "What's the matter with your face?" Which bastard got hurt? ”

Feng Yichen hugged her into his arms, stroked her head gently, and comforted her gently, "Momo, don't be angry, you will be angry, he gave it to this king, and when this king goes back, he will pay him back twice." ”

He was most afraid that Lin Mo would be angry, and the rest was not important.

Lin Mo hugged his waist and greedily sniffed the familiar smell on his body, "Husband, I miss you so much, I can't sleep and eat, let's not be separated in the future!" ”

Feng Yichen hugged her head tightly, her eyebrows and eyes were warm, "Okay, we will never be separated again in the future." ”

It was cold, and after a while, Lin Mo's hands were a little cold, Feng Yichen bent down to pick her up, and quipped: "Momo seems to be a little heavier." ”

Lin Mo: "......! "Did you just come back and look for a draw?

"Children grow the fastest in the last two months, and it's normal for them to be heavy." Lin Mo generously didn't care about him, put his hands around his neck, rested his head on his chest, and listened to his powerful heartbeat.

Feng Yichen turned around and asked Yun Xing to go back to the room to rest first, and hugged Lin Mo back to his residence.

It's freezing outside, but it's warm like spring in the room.

Feng Yichen put Lin Mo on the soft couch next to the charcoal basin, and the golden silk charcoal in the charcoal basin crackled from time to time, but no trace of taste came out.

He hugged Lin Mo, and the lovesickness in his heart for so long was comforted.

Lin Mo was lying in Feng Yichen's arms, and his empty heart was finally filled, "What did the husband go through to get hurt like this?" ”

Feng Yichen stroked her soft hair, and told Lin Mo Dazhi what she had experienced along the way, but she didn't mention that she was tortured by King Xiang.

After listening, Lin Mo raised his head from his arms, "King Xiang, he deserves to die." ”

Lin Mo's eyes were full of anger, and his sharp gaze made Feng Yichen feel a chill in his heart, and gently pinched the tip of her nose, "He's damned, it's just not the time yet, wait for us to go back, and then clean him up." ”

At the warm moment that he hadn't seen for a long time, Lin Mo didn't want to mention such an unlucky person, so he let go of the anger in his heart and enjoyed the warm embrace of Feng Yichen with peace of mind.

"Husband, I don't know, during your absence, my feet are cold when I sleep." Lin Mo coquettishly drilled into Feng Yichen's arms.

Hearing her words, Feng Yichen hugged her tighter in distress, "It's the king's fault, the king will warm Momo's bed every day in the future." ”

"Good!"

Xu is Feng Yichen's arms are too warm, and Xu is worried that Feng Yichen has not slept well recently, Lin Mo quickly fell asleep in Feng Yichen's arms.

After Lin Mo fell asleep, Feng Yichen printed a kiss on her forehead, got up and hugged the quilt to cover her, turned around and went to the inner room to pick up a pen and write a letter to Lin Baoxiang.

For nearly half a year, Lin Baoxiang has maintained correspondence with him, talking about the recent changes in the court.

Feng Yichen knew that Lin Baoxiang was interested in him for the position of the crown prince, and Lin Mo was also his nominal daughter, so Lin Baoxiang's ally was still credible.

He informed Lin Baoxiang of all the actions of King Xiang in a letter, and asked him for his opinion on the matter.

handed over the letter to Jue Xin and sent it out, so he lay back and continued to warm Lin Mo's bed.

Lin Mo muttered Feng Yichen's name in his sleep, which made Feng Yichen's heart warm.

His princess, how he didn't love.

She was all he had.

With Feng Yichen by his side, time flies quickly.

After Feng Yichen came back, there was a very strange thing, that is, Jin Fengxi never came to Lin Mo's side again, nor did he send Lin Mo food and food.

Lin Mo also nests in the room with Feng Yichen every day, roasting the fire, greasy and crooked, reading books to relieve boredom.

Time flies, another half a month has passed, and Lin Mo's due date is five days later.

Feng Mian came back three days after Feng Yichen returned.

The house has already begun to get busy, and there is still half a moon for the New Year, and there is already an atmosphere for the New Year.

The housekeeper has already started to prepare the New Year's goods, and there are little girls in the house who can't bear to start cutting window flowers.

Today, the snow has almost melted, and the road is not so slippery.

Feng Yichen took Lin Mo out for a walk, just because Lin Mo said that walking more before his death would help production, Feng Yichen took her for half an hour every day.

But every time he walked halfway, Lin Mo said that he was tired, and it was Feng Yichen who brought people back.

Lin Mo thought that he hadn't entered the palace to see the King of the Western Realm for many days, and he would have no time after giving birth, so he wanted to go to the palace to see it before giving birth.

In Lin Mo's situation, Feng Yichen naturally followed him every step of the way.

In the carriage, Feng Yichen ordered someone to put three mattresses, a animal skin, and a tea and pastry stove, and Lin Mo felt hot when he sat inside.