"Tell me what you're trying to do?" Slowly look around, trying to find a place to sit.

"I'll take you home." Mo Yuheng pursed his lips, and a pair of pitiful and innocent eyes looked at slowly.

She is his wife, it is his fault to make her angry, he didn't know where she was before, but now that he knows, how can he let other men take care of him.

Seeing Mo Yuheng's appearance of being wronged, with a flattering look, the guards who came with Mo Yuheng lowered their heads.

He glanced at Mo Yuheng slowly, turned his head and took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger in his heart.

"Send me back." Slowly motioned to the maid to help her go back, as for the affairs of these two people, she was too lazy to care, they could do what they liked!

I moved, but before I could take a step, I slowly gasped in pain, and the pain in my ankle spread all over my body.

"What's wrong? Let me see. Mo Yuheng grabbed a gap, and when the maid reacted, he had already arrived in front of the slow, and before he could refuse, Mo Yuheng had already squatted down.

A broad palm landed on the ankle, the palm of the hand scurried into the bottom of the skirt, and the fingertips touched the ankle lightly through the shoes and socks.

Slowly, his face turned red, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to kick it.

What is he doing here, in front of so many people, and so many men.

"It didn't hurt any bones." Mo Yuheng was visibly relieved.

Last time, it was also this foot, and it was also in this position, and it was only a sprain, and it didn't hurt the bone, and it can be recovered after two or three days of rest.

Slowly wanted to say something, the whole person felt light, his feet had left the ground, and he slowly subconsciously stretched out his hand, and his two hands tightly grasped Mo Yuheng's clothes.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was slowly ashamed and annoyed.

How can this man always be so rude.

"Where's your room? Go back first. "Even if you want to see a doctor, you can't stand here and watch.

The maid looked at Mo Yuheng in embarrassment, considering whether to do it, and finally hesitantly set her eyes on Feng Xin.

"Let's go back first." Hyacinth bowed slightly.

Now the slow thing is the most important, and the rest will be put aside in advance.

After receiving the order, the maid hurriedly walked in front to lead the way, and said, "This way." ”

Mo Yuheng followed the maid all the way back to the room where she lived slowly, carefully placing her on the bed, her eyes falling on her slow stomach, bright and energetic.

Kick him in the little guy in his previous life!

When he was a child, he hid in his mother's dormitory, and he heard from the older mother and queen mother that when the child grew up, he would kick it in the stomach.

After looking at it for a while, his eyes fell back to Slowly, he was punishing him for his mother!

"The doctor is here." Shiso hurriedly walked in with the doctor in the villa.

Before, she didn't know what was going on, it was His Royal Highness's actions, and he knew that it was the crown princess's foot that was sprained again.

The doctor looked at the slow foot injury, and did not do any other treatment, the slow situation is not suitable for medicine, it is not good for the fetus, only told to rest well, rub some medicine and wine.

"It's all my fault." Mo Yuheng looked at it slowly and said seriously.

Slowly disdain and sneer, this sentence is a pun.

Not only because of the previous bad work, but also because Donggong almost did not do well to her.

"You go back, I won't go back with you." Slowly pin your face to the side.

She always wanted to leave in the first place, didn't she?

The reason why she stayed was because she couldn't affect others, she was free and easy, and let others suffer for herself.

She said she wouldn't leave Mo Yuheng, but so what? She's gone, isn't she?

"Slowly, I've already disposed of it." He knew that there had always been a gap between them, and that was Yi Sheng.

"Actually, she's your Zhao Liangdi, right?" Although this sentence is asking Mo Yuheng, it is already very certain.

If it weren't for the person he was thinking about, how could he know that the other party was deliberately arranged by someone else, and marry her back.

There was nothing to force it, and he had no weakness at that time.

Marrying her is different from marrying Yisheng, marrying her is to protect his Zhao Liangdi, and going to Yisheng can be said to be willing.

"You know it all." Mo Yuheng's bright eyes sank, and even his voice carried a trace of indescribable guilt.

He thought that what she didn't know, she had lost her memory, and even if she heard that Yisheng and Zhao'er looked alike, she wouldn't think of a person.

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing." Slowly shook his head, leaned on the large pillow behind him, closed his eyes and was a little tired.

She is really tired of the life in the East Palace, and she is not interested in the deceitful and deceitful inside, and she is not interested in fighting openly and secretly.

Her demands are low, really.

After talking for a long time, I felt a little thirsty and wanted to drink water, and when I looked over, I didn't know when there was no one in the room.

"Do you want water?" Mo Yuheng obviously saw what he was thinking, although he was asking slowly, his hand had already begun to move, carrying the kettle to slowly pour water.

Slowly reached out to take the water cup in Mo Yuheng's hand, Mo Yuheng had already bypassed her hand and handed the water cup to his lips.

Slowly lifted his eyes and looked at Mo Yuheng, instead of drinking water from his hand, he still reached out to catch the water cup, and accidentally hit Mo Yuheng's hand, the water cup broke away from Mo Yuheng's hand, and fell to the ground with a bang and fell to pieces.

The crowd who had been guarding the door heard the voices inside, and before they could understand what was happening, a white figure had already kicked open the door and entered.

"Mo Yuheng, what else do you want? Slowly has avoided here. Without saying a word, Feng Xin took out his sword towards Mo Yuheng.

Mo Yuheng dodged sideways, but still couldn't dodge, a sword of the hyacinth stabbed through Mo Yuheng's arm, the blade cut through his clothes, and bright red blood gushed out.

"Isn't it enough for you to slow down? Is it not that he killed her with his own hands, and the slave maid was not satisfied. "The always gentle Hyacinth didn't know where to hold back a fire, and vented it all at once.

showed no mercy to Mo Yuheng.

Mo Yuheng was overwhelmed by the attack on Fengxin, and could only retreat again and again.

Hearing Feng Xin's words, Mo Yuheng frowned.

Where did this start, he admitted that he was sorry for Slow, but he never thought of killing Slow!

"Is there some misunderstanding?" Anyway, Feng Xin also saved Slow and took care of Slow for such a while, even if Mo Yuheng was dissatisfied with him, he would give Slow a little face.

"Don't talk nonsense, you want to take it back slowly, and win the sword in my hand first." Fengxin doesn't care what Mo Yuheng's identity is.

Don't say it's just a prince, even if it's an emperor.

He didn't wait to get to that position and said that it wasn't necessarily, the reason why he sat in that position in his previous life was because he slowly gave her advice.

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