"Come up!" He got up and took off his robe, and the outcast realized that it was him.

"It's so perverted!" The outcast muttered in a low voice, on such a cold day on the roof, this person is definitely sick.

While the outcast was thinking about it, he was dragged up by the king.

"It's the king." The outcast didn't have many opportunities to meet him, except for taking care of Qingfeng's injury, at most he talked to Lu Yi.

"Come to Mei Pavilion to enjoy the snow?" Liwang stared at the outcast for a long time, and finally asked. But he didn't look good, lying on the roof, and the snow kept hitting her face.

The outcast also stepped down, looking at the sky, gray, as if it was about to collapse.

The snowflakes fell from above, and they didn't look as white as they imagined, and they fell on her face and eyelashes with dust, and melted instantly.

"Look at Lamei." The outcast whispered.

"Your name is Mo Qi?" He leaned in on her, took her hand, and wrapped the black robe around her, which was so wide that the outcast was wrapped like a rice dumpling, next to the heart of the outcast who left the king

Knock and thump again. The outcast snorted and turned to look at him, but he still didn't have any expression.

"Do you know what this king's name is?" Liwang continued to ask.

"Yes." Mo Qi said.

"Speak up."

"The foundling does not dare to say the name of the king."

"Why don't you dare."

"The prince's surname is Mo, and his single name is out of character."

"My name is Mo Li, and your name is Mo Qi. It's funny. Liwang said with a smile.

"He's so weird today!" The outcast thought and wanted to retract his hand, but he was pulled closer by the king.

I hadn't seen any movement from the king for a long time, she turned her head to look at him again, his eyes were closed, the snow fell on his face, on his eyelashes, it was undeniable that he was really good-looking! But today it was more exhaustion.

"This king likes you,......," said the king for a long time, and the outcast thought that he had misheard, but his face turned red inexplicably.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Li stopped talking, but the outcast's face became redder and redder.

"Oh!" The outcast didn't know how to answer, so he could only respond with a sigh.

"Don't move!" He seemed to be a little impatient, his tone was disgusted, the outcast looked at it again, and he didn't dare to move, he just hugged her like this, although the outcast was reluctant, but helpless.

It was really cold, and even though she was draped in his warm robes, she could still feel how cold it was to lie on the snow that had accumulated all night. Although she has always been accustomed to such cold, she is a little resistant in her heart.

Liwang is very strange today, how could she not be, her stomach hurts almost to death, she tugged at Liwang's clothes, shrunk her whole body into a heap, she can even feel the warm liquid flowing out below, with a strong smell of blood, is it menarche?

Of course, these masters would not tell her directly, but I remember that one day, the master coughed a few times, threw her a book, and said, "It is good for girls to read more books." Then he coughed a few more times, brushed his beard and walked away.

It seemed to be three years ago, and she was stupid to think that the book chosen by the master must be better than the one in the cave, and she looked at it happily and read it carefully, but she still had some doubts, so she went to the master and asked the self-righteous question, master, won't you die if you bleed so much? The master was leisurely drinking tea at the time, sprayed her face, and scolded: "Stinky girl, let you read the book, what are you doing with so many questions!" It's okay to practice, don't bother me! She pursed her mouth and muttered in a low voice, as the saying goes, shamelessly......

The master suddenly knocked her head and scolded: "Don't be ashamed to ask, is this how it is used?" I told you not to study hard. Then there was a situation where an old man chased a little girl and scolded, and in the end it seemed that he did not escape punishment to copy Confucius's book.

Now, her condition was similar to that in the book, and she didn't dare to say it, so she had to hold her stomach, thinking that she would be able to smell the blood.

"It's annoying!" Liwang turned her head and scolded, she caught Liwang a little painfully. But seeing the outcast's painful expression, he was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't speak anymore and picked her up, skimmed over the roof, and quickly sent her back to the room. When she arrived at the courtyard, she didn't pay attention to Ah Lu's glance this way.

"Lord, I'm ......" The outcast doesn't know what to say, should he say thank you and then ask him to leave?

Liwang put her on the bed and said with a smile: "The first time? Will it be handled? Or I'll help you? ”

She quickly shook her head, her hands still covering her stomach, and when she saw this, she said again: "You girl, don't always dress dirty." ”

Then he poured her another cup of hot water, and put the small stove to warm her hands on the table beside the bed.

"Wouldn't it be warmer this way," he said, bringing the cup back to the hot water, and he grabbed her hand, which was extra warm!

"Is that better?" He was still smiling, different from before, very warm.

"Lord Wang, you?" She felt that Mo Li was like a different person, paused for a moment, and quickly said, "Thank you, Lord Wang!" ”

Mo Li seemed to be a little distracted, looking at the faint blood stains on the black robe next to the bed, and then inadvertently folded it and put it aside.

When she left the king, she quickly got up and did a simple process, thinking that it would be like this every month in the future, and sighed, feeling a little frightened. But this kind of thinking is also fleeting, so she won't be defeated by this little thing!

Lying on the bed again, she felt better, the room was very warm, which made her feel comfortable, when she thought of the strangeness of the king, she frowned again, the king would be so kind to send her back, the words just now, the king naturally knew that she was a woman disguised as a man. At the thought of this, her face flushed again.