Tan Mochen felt that if time could stand still, he would be willing to enjoy her face when she fell asleep like this.

His gaze moved down inch by inch, and finally stopped at the full and seductive lips.

He remembered that he had tasted it before, but now that he remembered it, he could only recall the bitterness that the strong smell of medicine lingered in his mouth, and this bitterness completely covered the taste that should have been sweet.

What should it be like to have such petal-like delicate lips?

Is it as light as a peach blossom?

Or is it as fragrant as jasmine?

Or is it so sweet as a candied fruit that you forget yourself?

Tan Mochen couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and stubbornly turned his gaze away.

He was afraid that if he continued to look at it like this, he would really do something offensive to Yu Luoxi.

He believed that there would always be a person who would cross the mountains and seas and taste what it was like.

Just not now.

He could afford to wait.

As long as it's her, he can accept how difficult the process is.

As long as it was her in the end, he would persist no matter how much suffering he had endured in the middle.

He only wants the last person to be her.

That's all.

The journey was quite stable, there were no big bumps or anything like that, and the fluctuations were also buffered by the thick cotton mattress, so Yu Luoxi slept fairly peacefully along the way, and it wasn't until Tan Mochen called her several times that she woke up leisurely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Tan Mochen felt that the dim light in the car was bright.

Those eyes that were a little apprehensive seemed to contain thousands of stars, shining brightly, making people reluctant to look away.

"Have you arrived?" Yu Luoxi rubbed his eyes, and his voice revealed laziness.

Tan Mochen arrived, and then helped her up and prepared to get out of the car.

This is the hunting ground, already overwhelmed with guards.

They held the long swords at their waists, and the clothes on their bodies were all uniform yellow, and their expressions were resolute, and they stood in rows, all showing the royal majesty and sacrosanctity.

Tan Mochen got out of the car first, stood below and stretched out his hand to Yu Luoxi, who was still looking curiously at the carriage.

She froze.

Isn't she here to play a maid? Is it really good to let the prince do this?

Before she could think of a perfect countermeasure, Tan Mochen reached out and pulled her out of the carriage.

A heavily armed guard came and respectfully shouted, "See His Royal Highness the Prince," then reached out and took the long whip from the coachman's hand, and carried the carriage elsewhere.

Although all the officials had not yet arrived at this time, more than half of them had already arrived.

As soon as they saw Tan Mochen, they whispered something to each other.

Judging from the physiognomy, it must not be a nice word, because the sneer on their lips is too obvious.

Yu Luoxi thought, if it weren't for Tan Mochen's exclusive favor by the emperor, I am afraid that those ugly words would have swarmed at this time.

Tan Mochen is still so calm, and every step is very steady.

He walked towards those people with Yu Luoxi, and there was obvious unsharpness in his eyes.

No matter how unbearable they are to talk about Mochen behind their backs, when they see Tan Mochen, don't they still have to grovel and bow down?

In this world, power is king.

Those ministers had seen Tan Mochen come with his female relatives from a distance and laughed at him fiercely, but when they saw the clothes Yu Luoxi was wearing, they were silent one by one, but their eyes were still a little unwilling to lock on Yu Luoxi's body, and slowly moved with her footsteps.

The doubts in Yu Luoxi's eyes, there are not many people looking at her, she doesn't understand what the hell is going on, how it seems that all of a sudden those who should have been looking at Tan Mochen are looking at her.

Is there anything wrong with your own attire?

Yu Luoxi lowered her voice and quietly asked Tan Mochen beside her: "Why are they looking at me like this, is it because my clothes are torn?" ”

Tan Mochen walked very slowly, and responded to her in a voice that was neither light nor serious: "Maybe I think you look like an immortal, it's not necessarily!" ”

Yu Luoxi wouldn't believe his words.

She thought about many reasons, but what she was sure of in the end was that it might be rude for herself, as a maid, to walk side by side with Tan Mochen, the prince.

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Luoxi's footsteps became slower.

Tan Mochen noticed her movements, and reached out to grab her shoulders and forced her to go to the colonel side by side with him

This time the gain outweighs the loss, after all, Yu Luoxi is a maid now, she can't come nonsense, this distance is not opened, but it looks even more ambiguous, Yu Luoxi's whole person feels that it is about to burn.

Because the hunt had not yet begun, and the emperor had not yet arrived, most of the people at this time were resting in their own exclusive accounts.

The tent next to Tan Mochen is Tan Molin's resting place.

When the two of them walked towards the account half-hugging and half-hugging, Tan Molin just came out and saw this scene.

Tan Molin's eyes suddenly had a hint of killing, but when he opened his mouth to ask his second brother for peace, his face was indifferent and unfazed.

Yu Luoxi didn't expect to see Tan Molin under such circumstances, and she was indeed a little embarrassed for a while.

After all, on that day, he had just rejected him and would not go to the hunting ground, so now his appearance has become inexplicably embarrassing.

Tan Mochen just glanced at Tan Molin, and without saying a word, he stopped Yu Luoxi and walked into the account.

Yu Luoxi had countless questions in her heart that she wanted to ask him, but before she could speak, Tan Mochen leaned over and whispered softly in her ear.

"There are so many people here, even the account is not safe, you don't have to speak, beware of being heard, who will see through your identity and ruin our plans."

Even though there were a thousand words at this time, Yu Luoxi swallowed them all back into his stomach and stopped making a sound.

Seeing her well-behaved appearance, Tan Mochen was like a successful fox, his eyes were full of sly smiles, and he almost didn't leak his tail out and wagged it wildly.

He knew he was right to bring her.

Just took this opportunity to let her meet her father.

You can also let your father understand his heart and his decision.

In fact, many times talking about Mochen is very helpless.

Since ancient times, which prince has not fought to the death for the throne, living in the battle of deceit all day long, how can anyone like himself, thinking about how to get rid of this heavy court dress on his body every day, and being an ordinary person of an ordinary people's family, guarding a few acres of thin fields, and feeling happy to work hard.

Probably this is really the meaning of the prince who has never been seen before or since.

It's really a waste of the honor of being born in the emperor's house and holding a golden soup spoon.

Turning his head to look at Yu Luoxi, who was sitting on the stool honestly, Tan Mochen felt that it was all worth it.