Back in Yinxue Courtyard, Mo Yuheng glanced at the person in her arms with disgust, remembering how she had vomited faintly before, and walked to the inner hall and turned around.

There is a big bath in the clean room, and hot water has been placed in it, and the hot water is steaming up, and the water surface is sprinkled with fiery red rose petals, and the smoke is filled, like a fairyland.

Mo Yuheng lowered his eyes, threw his hands hard, and the person in his hand threw it high, and with a snap, the water splashed.

Ah, slowly being hit by the water and hurting all over my body, it was as stiff as falling to the ground, and I shouted loudly.

Then it was as if falling into the clouds, the soft water soaking through the clothes against the skin, and the fragrance of roses between the noses.

The body is getting heavier and heavier, like falling into the whirlpool of the desert, constantly sinking, and the sand and gravel keep drowning, and finally drown over the head.

Slowly didn't know that he was thrown into the water by Mo Yuheng, he couldn't breathe all of a sudden, and his hand grabbed up in a panic, as if he wanted to grab something.

But there was nothing to hold on to the water, like duckweed that had lost its life-saving straw, and all at once she was in a hurry, choking a few mouthfuls of water, and strings of gurgling crystal beads of water came out of her mouth.

Mo Yuheng's eyes were occupied by large swaths of hot and dazzling red, and the jet-black hair dissipated under the red, and the water splashes and bubbles gurgled densely, and nothing could be seen clearly.

I only heard a dull sound of water above the water, and Mo Yuheng had already come to Slowly's side, hugging her waist with one hand and pinching her jaw with the other.

The next moment, a cold, soft thing blocked the slow lips.

Slowly feeling the invasion of foreign objects, subconsciously resisting, and slapping his hands indiscriminately.

Again, when her mouth is a chicken leg? Everybody has to nibble on it.

Is there an end?

Mo Yuheng's brows furrowed almost inexplicably, hugging the other party's waist tighter, and the two of them were closer together, pressing the hand that was slowly clapping firmly on his chest, unable to move.

The lips were also firmly sealed, and the kiss deepened, and a soft, icy air flow slowly crossed over.

Is that all that hated him? Do you hope that this person is King Yu!

A breath flowed into his mouth, and he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, dazed, and when he slowly saw the person's eyebrows and eyes, he stopped struggling.

He closed his eyes again, and grabbed Mo Yuheng's clothes tightly with both hands, for fear that he would sink.

Whoop -

Mo Yuheng slowly revealed the surface of the water with his arms, the water splashed everywhere, and the large droplets of water dripped down the hair, popping and dripping into the water, hitting the petals, and causing layers of ripples.

The person in his arms was not struggling, lying meekly in his arms, and when he looked down, he had fallen asleep.

Mo Yuheng was cold, heh, he slept really peacefully.

One moment I hugged other men and kissed each other, and the next moment I fell asleep in my man's arms with peace of mind.

Was she really so sure he wouldn't dare to do anything to her?

The soft lips were red and swollen, and they chirped lightly in their sleep, like ripe cherries, and people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

Mo Yuheng raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously on his slow lips with the fingertips of his thumb, as if there was something dirty on it, and he wanted to wipe off a layer of skin.

"You're my crown princess, I hope you'd better remember who you are." Mo Yuheng said a word, as if he was talking slowly, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

Since slowly blocking the sword for him, he has never known what mood to use to face the slow, and he always feels very weird.

If it was really for King Yu to stay by his side, but why save him, wouldn't it be better if he died?

Obviously they have left, why do they have to come back, wolves are different from people, wolves have no humanity at all, in their eyes, there is only food.

Why?

Why come back?

Mo Yuheng looked at the slow hair for a while, then retracted his gaze, and the wet clothes on his body were removed, and the phoenix hairpin on the bun was still on the ground casually, colliding with the floor, making a crisp sound.

Looking at the beautiful woman in her arms, her eyes fell from her snow-white shoulders to her chest, and a stream of qi and blood rushed up, her body became hot and her throat was dry and hoarse.

Mo Yuheng scolded secretly and looked away, he hadn't seen the woman's body before, but why couldn't he help but be in love with this woman.

It's disgusting.

Even when he faced Zhao'er, he never felt like this.

Zhao'er –

Mo Yuheng smiled bitterly, Zhao'er, the woman who really cared about him, but she died because of the woman in his arms, and now he is holding this woman.

Isn't that ironic?

He obviously hated this woman very much, he didn't want to look at her before, but now he wants to keep her by his side, he feels empty when he sees her leave, but he is very happy to see her come back.

Yes, he was happy.

He would even get angry when he saw her with other men.

Mo Yuheng's heart was very complicated, he didn't know why.

Could it really be that leaving her can remember Zhao'er, and won't forget how Zhao'er died?

But his side concubine, thinking that the face of the newly married side concubine was exactly the same as the dead Zhao'er, Mo Yuheng rubbed the corners of his forehead with a headache.

There are still many things that have not been clarified.

He was so tired that he wanted to take a break.

Picked up the person in his arms and stepped on the steps step by step, the clean towel had been prepared for the shiso outside, and Mo Yuheng would slowly put it on the beauty couch.

"Your Highness, go down and change your clothes, the crown princess will be taken care of by me." Shisu wiped the water on his body with a towel, put a thick blanket on his body, and then skillfully wiped his hair.

Mo Yuheng came out after changing her clothes, and Zi Su had already slowly dressed and dried her hair.

Mo Yuheng walked back to the beauty and stopped, looking at the sleeping person on the couch, I don't know what I was thinking?

"Your Highness." Zi Su raised his head and looked at Mo Yuheng suspiciously, is there anything else?

Mo Yuheng waved his hand and said, "Go down." ”

Then pick it up and slowly walk in the direction of the bed.

"Your Highness." Zi Su called Mo Yuheng again.

Your Highness is not good like this, today His Royal Highness marries a side concubine, tonight is his cave room candles! Wouldn't it be okay to stay with the princess for the night?

In this way, I am afraid that the side concubine will hate difficulties in the East Palace in the future.

has already lost so much face to the queen's mother, if she doesn't even go to the cave room, if she wears it in the queen's ears, I'm afraid that it will be the princess!

Is this deliberate, Your Highness?

Did he deliberately target the crown princess?

Mo Yuheng slowly put her on the bed, pulled the quilt over her, pinched the corners of the quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at the face.

"Go down." Mo Yuheng said once that he didn't like to be asked too much.

Zi Su looked at Mo Yuheng, and then at the slow lying behind him, and finally bowed and retreated.

She crossed the distance, Her Highness is the lord and she is the servant, and her task is to obey His Highness's orders.

His Royal Highness and the Crown Princess were originally husband and wife, what's wrong with being together?