"Since you know that the emperor is suspicious, don't be lucky, think that you can do something with his hand, the truth that accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, you must understand it without saying more about this king, he can be suspicious of this king, won't he be suspicious of you?" As he spoke, he laughed twice, and pretended to be sad, "This king kindly came to remind you, isn't it too unconscionable for you to say such things?" ”

Listening to this reversal of black and white, the smile on Ding Weilan's face was almost unbearable, and the smug tone obviously did not take his threat to heart.

What a failure...... Ding Weilan shrunk her body, and at the same time looked around, calculating the possibility of breaking through the wall, from the perspective of common sense, the hardness of her head may not be able to support such a high-intensity work.

I couldn't escape and couldn't escape, Uncle Huang played a scoundrel again, Ding Weilan felt desperate, so she could only laugh twice and asked, "Thank you Uncle Huang for reminding me, I will pay attention to the affairs of the prince of Daliang Kingdom, it's late at night, Uncle Huang should go back to the house to rest, staying up all night or something is not good for your health." ”

Ding Weilan had tried her best to be calm and polite, but she didn't want to be too nervous, her voice trembled, her tone was hurried, and she was even a little scared.

His heart moved, and instead of leaving as Ding Weilan wanted, he came up and smiled in Ding Weilan's ear, "This king just doesn't leave, so what?" ”

Ding Weilan shivered, angry and afraid, and didn't know where the courage came from, he suddenly shook his hand and slapped it over.

The result can be imagined, I was caught before I even touched someone.

Mo Huaining's surprised voice came from the darkness, "I have a lot of strength, but it's not a little heavier than that cat's tickle." ”

He turned his hand and twisted Ding Weilan's arm behind her back, Ding Weilan exclaimed in pain and couldn't move anymore.

Mo Huaining raised his eyebrows, "I want to fight with this king, it's really naïve and cute." With that, his men were a little heavier.

Mo Huaining originally had no intention of hurting her, but since he was a child, he had been in contact with almost all big men, and he didn't have any consciousness of pity and pity, thinking that he was merciful enough for his subordinates, but he didn't know that Ding Weilan was already in a cold sweat.

She couldn't help it, and she struggled twice in her throat, whimpering, and there was a thin cry, like a weak baby's cry.

The small sound came into Mo Huaining's ears, as if a feather was flicking back and forth, and he felt that there was an itch on his body, but when he really investigated it, he didn't know where it was.

He was a little strange, a little confused, and didn't know that he had let go of his hand.

Ding Weilan was free, didn't dare to look back at her, curled up in a ball, hugged her body and began to fake crying.

Mo Huaining's face froze, and he didn't know where to put Ding Weilan's hand just now.

It seems that he really people off.

There was a momentary blank in his mind, looking back on his experience over the past thirty years, he had never felt such a feeling in his few dealings with women, and as far as the women he had seen were concerned, they had either remained politely distant from him or had annoyed him noisily, and now, hearing this cry, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Should...... What to do.

Mo Huaining had to recall the last time Ding Weilan had such a scene, only once, in the palace of the underworld, Ding Weilan was frightened by the bloody scene, and then ...... Clung to his arms.

Mo Huaining straightened out a trace of thought in his heart, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the person over, hugging her awkwardly while trying to recall the last scene.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little different, but if there was a difference, and it was not clear, Mo Huaining hated the feeling of the unknown.

Just when he was irritable, the person in his arms gradually stretched his body, sobbing in a low voice while hugging his waist, softly revealing a breath of tea and rice, Mo Huaining's head "boom", and there was a burst of heat on his body.

He instinctively got closer, and his heart was even more chaotic, so that he just wanted to find the source of this inexplicable mood, but he was defenseless, and was suddenly pushed by Ding Weilan with his knees, hitting him three inches in the abdomen.

"Hmm!" Mo Huaining snorted, and in a blink of an eye, the person had retreated under the bed, and he was about to run out regardless of it.

Mo Huaining took a deep breath, regardless of the pain, raised his hand, and the internal force turned into a gust of wind, blowing the bed curtain, the furniture collided, and the sound of the wind was full of strong murderous aura, dragging back the people who had not had time to escape.

His piercing eyes shone with an irresistible majesty, flickering in the darkness of the night, like an enraged beast.

In the blink of an eye, the person has arrived.

Mo Huaining turned over and pressed up, took a breath, and said coldly, "Where are you going?" ”

Ding Weilan was really angry when she saw him, and she was so frightened that she couldn't speak, so she could only gasp for breath.

Mo Huaining wasn't really angry, but just now before he could figure out that strange feeling, Ding Weilan ran away without permission, and for a moment his heart seemed to be missing a big piece, and he was eager to find the missing thing back, so he made a move.

But how could Ding Weilan know this kind of inside story, she only knew that at that moment just now, she seemed to have gone to the ghost gate for a while, and she reacted, Uncle Huang is different from Mo Lingfeng, Uncle Huang is a dangerous person, not only the gap in force, compared to Uncle Huang, Mo Lingfeng is more simple, just like this situation now, if it is Mo Lingfeng in front of her, she can still solve it if she struggles, but Uncle Huang ...... She had no idea what was going to happen to her.

It's like a rabbit held in the hands of a hunter, and it's already a dead end.

The two of them confronted each other in the dark, they could clearly hear each other's breathing and heartbeat, Ding Weilan's hands and feet were numb, and he couldn't move.

She bit her lip, she hated it!

Mo Huaining closed his eyes and calmed down a little, he knew that Ding Weilan's reaction just now was that he was frightened by himself, and he had tried his best to restrain it, but the murderous aura accumulated over the years did not mean that it could be restricted.

What's more, his mood is not very calm now, as if he has fallen into that recurring dream, in which there is moonlight, clear streams surging, stars in the sky, and a beautiful woman with her back to him, at this moment, the beauty is close in front of him, different from the dream, but somewhat similar.

He couldn't tell if his mood was real or if it was a dream hallucination.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the only thing that remained unchanged was the hot feeling on his body, he had never felt so out of control, and he couldn't wait to do something.

He couldn't control it after all, lowered his head, and was about to drop a kiss on her neck, when suddenly he heard a birdsong outside, the sound of which was high and low, far and near.

He paused, and suddenly came to his senses.

Slowly letting go of the people under him, Mo Huaining came to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding his forehead a little annoyed, this feeling of being out of control was worse than being drunk.

Ding Weilan finally got out of control, the atmosphere didn't dare to come out, and she didn't dare to move, she just hoped that Uncle Huang would be angry and be able to leave on his own, starting tomorrow, she would install a mechanism in the entire Tingyu Xuan, the kind that not a single mouse could get in!

"Ding Weilan." Mo Huaining called softly.

Ding Weilan didn't dare to agree, she guessed that if she spoke out now, her voice would be trembling.

Mo Huaining took a deep breath, "Remember what this king said today, be careful of Duguyan, and ......"

In the middle of speaking, Mo Huaining suddenly fell silent, Ding Weilan was waiting for his next step, and then a gust of wind blew in front of him, and the room was already empty.

She realized that her back was soaking wet.

The room was silent again, and now, Ding Weilan was completely sleepless.

She thought about it, but after all, she couldn't sit still, and went out with the quilt in her arms.

"Lord Wang, please forgive your sins!" Nighthawk half-knelt and clenched his fists.

Mo Huaining glanced at him with disgust, "What are you doing here?" ”

Although his tone was disgusted, if it weren't for the signal from Nighthawk just now, he would probably still be immersed in the crazy state just now.

Now that he thinks about it, he seems to be a little excited.

If Ding Weilan is injured at this time, not to mention whether it will affect his plan, where is the little prince...... Since he is Ding Weilan's wife, he will save face for him first, Ding Weilan is a person he needs, but not now.

Mo Huaining figured it out by himself, and he lost his anger in his heart, but the nighthawk who was frightened by his own prince's tone didn't realize it, and he was a little scared because he came over to punish him privately, but what he wanted to say had to be said.

The prince has just entered Miss Ding's room, and he hasn't come out for a long time, and he is a lonely man and a widow, and he doesn't know what he has done.

Even if the prince wants to take Miss Ding under his command, it is too unkind to enter someone's room in the middle of the night, what is the difference between this and a hooligan?

For the sake of his lord's reputation, Nighthawk still risked being beaten and said, "Lord, you come out alone, your subordinates are not at ease." ”

"What's there to worry about, is there still someone who will be unfavorable to this king?"

Mo Huaining flicked his sleeves and slowly walked in the direction of King Xuan's Mansion, Nighthawk had to follow behind, and said in his belly, his subordinates are not worried about someone being bad for you, they are worried about you being bad for others.

"Lord Wang, Miss Ding, is there anything wrong?"

Mo Huaining's voice was cold, full of warning, "What can she do?" ”

"Lord Wang, you didn't do anything to Miss Ding just now, did you?" Nighthawk said this at the risk of losing his head.

"Lord, forgive your subordinates for talking too much, at this time, the emperor is suspicious of you, and the prince of Daliang Kingdom is also in the imperial city, let's keep a low profile and don't ......"

"What can you do if you're low-key?" Mo Huaining had disdain in his voice, neither the emperor nor Dugu Yan were fuel-efficient lamps, if they really wanted to deal with him, it made no difference if he was low-key or public.

"But if you do this, it's easy to leave a handle on people, in case it is discovered, or Miss Ding accidentally says it, and then the emperor or Duguyan will make a fuss......"

Bala Bala Bala, Nighthawk turned on the worrying mode of talking about the sky, and said all the results he could think of.

So there was such a scene in the empty street, a man in dark clothes walked in front intently, and a man in the back danced with his hands, constantly analyzing the pros and cons, and the two of them walked until they walked outside the Xuanwang Mansion, and Nighthawk looked at the familiar scenery before finally coming back to his senses.

Hey, it's time for the palace? So fast?

By the way, did he just say too much? Nighthawk couldn't help but cover his mouth, the prince wouldn't hit him, right?

He looked at the person in front of him nervously, the other party didn't seem to react, raised his feet and walked in, and slowly spoke, "At present, there is no one in the imperial city who is the opponent of this king, as for Ding Weilan, she does not dare and will not tell the secret, so what you just thought about is completely superfluous." ”

Nighthawk breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the prince had no intention of blaming him.

"But ......" Mo Huaining's tone changed, and he sneered, "I can't figure out such a simple thing, and I still make noise in the ears of this king, it seems that you are too impatient and don't use your brain, in this case, go to the cold spring in the mountains tonight to calm down, reflect on it tomorrow, and come back to talk." ”

"Huh?" When Nighthawk heard this, he petrified on the spot.

The subordinates just want to say something, anyway, you are not satisfied with your subordinates, why didn't you stop it just now? Nighthawk immediately pulled his face down, and two lines of noodle tears flowed from his face, Lord Wang, you did it on purpose, right?