I have to say that Feng Yichen's efficiency in doing things is extremely high, he just said yesterday that he wanted to ask Lin Mo to live in the palace to help him heal his legs, and the holy decree came at noon the next day.

Lin Mo didn't get married yet, so he took the child and lived in Yuwang's Mansion in a grand manner.

Lin Mo didn't know how Feng Yichen persuaded the emperor.

But she knew that Feng Yichen had to ask the emperor to issue an edict on this matter, in order to block the mouths of Youyou.

She lived in Yuwang's Mansion as an unmarried, but she was afraid that people with intentions would gossip everywhere, but if this was the emperor's holy decree, then some people would not dare to talk nonsense.

As for why she brought the child with her, it was naturally for convenience.

Not only did she bring the children, but she also brought Sister Wu and Peach Red and Willow Green.

Before leaving, Lin Mo went to say goodbye to the old lady and Jiang Hanyue, and got into the carriage arranged by Feng Yichen to pick them up.

Feng Yichen was waiting for Lin Mo in the pavilion in the front yard with the housekeeper at this time, and sent someone to clean her up out of the courtyard.

He arranged for Lin Mo in the Molan Pavilion that was originally prepared for Princess Yu, and the courtyard was next door to Fengyichen's Tilting Pavilion.

arranged for Lin Mo to live so close, his careful thinking was obvious, but he still had to claim to the outside world that it was to facilitate his leg treatment.

As soon as she entered the gate of the palace, she saw Feng Yichen waiting for her with a smile in her eyes.

Feng Yichen habitually stretched out his hand to her, the corners of Lin Mo's lips hooked, and he took the little guy in Sister Wu's arms and put it on Feng Yichen's lap.

Looking at this pair of eye-catching father and son, Lin Mo laughed and said: "Looking at it this way, the prince really looks like a father." ”

Feng Yichen helplessly picked the corners of his lips, hugged the child, and let Lin Mo push him to the backyard.

When they arrived at the courtyard that Feng Yichen had prepared for Lin Mo, Steward Jiang had already arranged for someone to clean up the room.

Molan Pavilion was more than twice as large as Lin Mo's Mohanxuan in the General's Mansion, and it was much more elegant than Mohanxuan.

Lin Mo picked up the little guy on Feng Yichen's lap and handed it to Sister Wu, asking them to put the salute in their room.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said to Lin Mo and Sister Wu: "If there is any shortage, or the old slave is not prepared to go to the place, you tell the old slave, and the old slave will immediately send someone to make arrangements." ”

"Okay, it's hard to work hard for Steward Jiang." Lin Mo politely nodded to Steward Jiang.

As soon as he moved in, he was a little uncomfortable, Lin Mo and Feng Yichen stood fine, so they pushed him out of Molan Pavilion.

She pushed Feng Yichen around the backyard, saying that she was familiar with the new environment.

Although Lin Mo has been to Yuwang's Mansion many times, every time she goes directly to Fengyichen's Tilting Pavilion, she is still quite unfamiliar with Yuwang's Mansion.

There are more than a dozen small courtyards in one backyard of Wangfu alone, as well as several three-story small buildings.

The entire palace was so big that Lin Mo had no desire to turn around.

She looked at these small courtyards and joked to Feng Yichen: "The other courtyards in this backyard are all prepared for the prince's future concubines, right?" ”

Feng Yichen half leaned back in the chair, his fingertips slid on the armrest, and his voice was soft, "This king will not have side concubines and concubines, and there is only one woman in this king's backyard, Momo, the only hostess of Yuwang's mansion." ”

Lin Mo was amused by his serious answer, she stopped and walked to the wheelchair, propped her hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, and lowered her head to kiss Feng Yichen's thin lips.

It's not the dragonfly water she was used to in the past, but a deep kiss that rarely takes the initiative.

Feng Yichen was a little surprised at first, but he forgot to respond, and after a while, he reacted, hugged Lin Mo's back and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.

Lin Mo was a little panting from his kiss, and when he raised his eyes to look at him, there was a bewildering light in his bright eyes.

She raised her lips and chuckled: "I still like to stand and kiss with the prince, roll on the bed and kiss, such a kiss is a bit of a neck and waist." ”

Feng Yichen's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his lips showed a smile of unknown meaning, "This king thinks that it is more difficult to be in bed." ”

Lin Mo was stunned when he said this.

She felt that Feng Yichen was driving, and she also got on the highway.

The atmosphere between the two is beautiful, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of osmanthus flowers.

Lin Mo cleared his throat, walked to the back of the wheelchair, and pushed Feng Yichen to turn back.

She pushed Feng Yichen back to Feng Yichen's Tilting Pavilion, pushed him directly into the inner hall, and tied the door with her backhand.

The door was linked, Feng Yichen got up from his wheelchair and walked towards Lin Mo step by step.

He walked a little slowly, but every step seemed to be on Lin Mo's heart, which made her inexplicably a little nervous.

Looking at Feng Yi's scorching gaze, Lin Mo subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water, and the corners of Feng Yi's lips curled when he saw it.

It was not easy to see Lin Mo nervous, but at this time, she was indeed nervous.

She didn't know what she was nervous about, but she just felt nervous.

Feng Yichen approached her, but didn't do anything to her, just took her hand and walked inside.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and was a little disappointed.

She scolded in her heart: "Damn...... Disappointed, Lin Mo, you stinky rascal, you want to fuck the little wolf cub every day. ”

Where did Feng Yichen know Lin Mo's mental activities, he pulled her to the table in the middle, pulled her to sit on his lap, and said softly: "It's good, you can see Mo Mo at any time in the future." ”

The faint cold plum fragrance came into his nasal cavity, and Lin Mo was a little difficult to restrain himself, but he didn't want to pounce on Feng Yichen like this.

She turned around and straddled Feng Yichen's thighs, put her arms around his neck, buried her head in his neck, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's so good, you can see (ravage) my little husband at any time." ”

"Little husband?" Feng Yichen's voice carried a hint of doubt.

Lin Mo leaned close to his ear, and his voice was low and charming: "Husband is the meaning of husband, husband, husband, and lover." ”

Her words of affectionate salutation touched Feng Yichen's heart a little when she heard it.

Lin Mo's idea is to tease him, tease him, and make it difficult for him to control himself.

A bad taste rose in her heart, and she wanted to see how uncontrollable this little wolf cub looked.

However, with her understanding of Feng Yichen, his self-control is very good, and if she wants to get to that level, it is estimated that the process will be extremely difficult.

But the more challenging things are, the more interesting they are, aren't they?

But she didn't know that if the other party was her, Feng Yichen would not have self-control at all.

If the other party is her, as long as she hooks her fingers, Feng Yichen will take off and lie down, where do you still need to tease.

Lin Mo slowly approached Feng Yichen's ear, touched his ear with the tip of his tongue, and then took it in.

At this moment, she seemed to feel Feng Yichen's breathing accelerate, accompanied by the sound of swallowing.

She chuckled and thought to herself, "Little wolf cub, are you so careless?" ”

She wasn't prepared to let Feng Yichen go so easily.

Her hand slid down dishonestly between the two, from the firm chest, to the flat lower abdomen, and then down, and the hand was suddenly caught.