Just now, Mu Mingshu was still on the right eye medicine with Zhao Yiheng, and this time he was suddenly startled by Meng Lang's behavior, and hurriedly reached out and pulled the skirt that slipped off his legs.

He turned his head and scolded angrily: "You are sick." ”

As soon as her head moved, Zhao Yiheng's lips fell on her slender neck, and she was not annoyed when she heard this, but she remembered the day she divorced Zhao Yiyi and returned to the Mu family first.

"The lady is so smart, she has lovesickness here for her husband." Zhao Yiheng's face was full of ruffians, he grabbed Mu Mingshu's hand and pressed it on his heart, but the lips that fell on his neck deliberately stretched out his tongue and swept it once, making Mu Mingshu so shocked that goosebumps rose all over his body, and then he laughed and said: "The lady is so raw and touching, not only is it sad here, but it is also the bottom of the head."

Mu Mingshu knew what this shameless thing was talking about, his face turned red, he struggled but didn't take back his hand, gritted his teeth and hated and hammered it on his chest: "Blue sky, you still have to be shameless." ”

Zhao Yiheng smiled: "It's not that my husband has always been shameless, but the lady doesn't know." He also said: "The blue sky and the day are so interesting, even if they are energetic in doing things." ”

As he spoke, he swept all the chess pieces on the chessboard with one hand, and sat down with Mu Mingshu in his arms.

The palace maids waiting outside heard this sound, and when the two masters inside quarreled again, they lowered their eyebrows one by one and were so frightened that they didn't even dare to come out.

Mu Mingshu was still angry about the quarrel a few days ago, and he couldn't bring up his feelings at this time, so he wanted to kick him to retaliate when he seized the opportunity, so he asked Zhao Yiheng to grab it.

In the end, it is a couple who have been married for a few years, she doesn't know how to think about Zhao Yiheng, and at this time, grabbing her bare feet, Zhao Yiheng reached out and nodded at her: "Naughty." ”

Obviously, a few days ago, they quarreled so fiercely, but today this person is like a person who has nothing to do, Mu Mingshu became more and more annoyed in his heart, and sneered: "The concubine is not a very virtuous and virtuous woman, the emperor happens to be in the harem now, listen to the words of the ministers of the court, pick a few virtuous and virtuous girls who are as beautiful as flowers to come into the harem, and it is best to serve the emperor well, and there is no need to ask the concubine to anger you in the future." ”

When Zhao Yiheng heard this, he looked at her and smiled, but he didn't answer.

Mu Mingshu struggled a few times and wanted to withdraw his feet, but he was annoyed when he saw him so indifferent, and thought that the person in front of him might not be able to hug the harem beauties in the future and the three thousand beauties in the harem, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable, and he used a little more force under his feet.

But who knew that the case she was sitting on at this time was unstable, and she was about to fall, she was sitting in the air, and her face was suddenly pale with fright, and she still thought that she didn't know where this fall would fall.

Fortunately, Zhao Yiheng's hand was fast, and he took her into his arms, but he underestimated Mu Mingshu's weight, and even took two people to lean back together, falling on the cold blue jade floor tiles, only to hear a "bang", Zhao Yiheng only felt numb in his back. But Mu Mingshu happened to crawl on top of him in a weird posture, coupled with the messy clothes on her body, which scattered down, making people inevitably think in that direction.

It just so happened that at this time, Zhao Ziyue, who had a happy face, pushed the door in, and there was still a smile on his face, but when he saw the scene of the two of them fighting, he suddenly turned pale with fright, and stood motionless and did not dare to move.

Mu Mingshu heard the sound of the door opening, raised his head in embarrassment and saw Zhao Ziyue, his face suddenly turned red, and he buried his face in Zhao Yiheng's chest without shame.

General Miaoqin, who followed Zhao Ziyue, glanced at it, covered Zhao Ziyue's eyes with a red face, hurriedly hugged him out of the main hall, and forgot even the rules of etiquette, and closed the door of the main hall by the way, and instructed the palace maids who were waiting outside: "The emperor and the queen are discussing important matters in the palace, and no one is allowed to disturb." ”

All the palace maids deserve a "yes".

Zhao Ziyue obviously hadn't reacted yet, pulled Miaoqin's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "My father and mother are fighting, should I go in to help?" ”

Miaoqin couldn't cry or laugh when she heard this, she couldn't tell the two masters in this little master to do serious things again, and remembered that the eldest prince just saw the two masters in it, and he had to explain that he was crooked at such a young age.

So he pulled him to find a corner where no one was and whispered: "Don't be anxious, the eldest prince is in a hurry, as the so-called beating is love and scolding is love, the emperor and the queen are only afraid to reconcile." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Ziyue didn't know that there was such a crooked reasoning, and he could still reconcile after being scolded?

Miaoqin blushed, coughed lightly, racked her brains and didn't know what reason to prevaricate in the past, and only said: "The eldest prince is still young now, and when he is older, he will know, this matter of men and women" said that she couldn't say anything anymore, her pretty face was full of ruddy, and she said blindly: "Anyway, the eldest prince believes in the words of the slave." ”

Fortunately, Zhao Ziyue still believed Miaoqin's words very much, and he didn't continue to ask when he heard the words, but just nodded inscrutablely, put his hands behind his back like that little adult, and said seriously: "Well, this prince knows." ”

Miaoqin was speechless and thought: What do you know?

Saying that, the door of the main hall was closed again, and Mu Mingshu was so ashamed that she couldn't raise her head, even if she didn't do anything with Zhao Yiheng, she didn't want others to see this scene, and she was so embarrassed that she went home.

Zhao Yiheng stroked Mu Mingshu's back, couldn't help but hook his lips and smiled, and said half-loudly: "Lady, my husband's waist is broken." ”

And said, "You're too heavy, can you get up first?" ”

Mu Mingshu only reacted at this time, slapped him in the chest hatefully, hurriedly got up from him, put on his skirt and tidied up his clothes, and couldn't help but scold: "The prodigal son." ”

Zhao Yiheng is funny, she is his wife, what did she do and become a prodigal son? But he still couldn't help laughing, frowned, and tried to get up by holding on to the floor tiles, but he moved and lay back again, with a painful look on his face, and said in a pitiful soft voice: "Lady"

Mu Mingshu quickly tied the dress and belt, ignoring his sympathetic voice.

Zhao Yiheng was not annoyed, he lay there motionless, and continued to say softly: "Lady, if your husband is broken, can you help him?" This sound is more and more distressing.

"Your Majesty, the concubine can't help you without the power of the chicken, and the concubine asks the palace people to come in and help you." Mu Mingshu snorted lightly, tidied up his clothes and was about to open the door.

The disappointment in Zhao Yiheng's eyes flashed, and when he saw her walking to the side, he stretched out his hand and dragged her bare feet, and turned over and threw her to the ground.

He was a big man, tall and tall, and when he pressed on Mu Mingshu's body, she suddenly couldn't move.

Mu Mingshu was annoyed, opened his mouth and wanted to scold him, but he was afraid that the palace people outside would hear that it would not affect him, so he could only lower his voice and scold: "Zhao Yiheng, what do you want to do, do you want to be shameless?" ”

When he remembered what he said that day, he couldn't help but be angry: "Didn't you say that you regretted marrying me, a poisonous woman? Then what are you doing this time when you come to look for me, this poisonous woman? ”

She struggled, but she couldn't break free, and she couldn't help but redden: "I'm vicious and jealous, not only killed your biological mother, but also killed all the concubines in your harem, so that you can't have children." ”

Zhao Yiheng smiled helplessly, hugged her tighter and tighter, buried his chin in her shoulder and neck, and sighed deeply: "You remember your husband's words clearly, then do you remember what you said?" ”

Mu Mingshu pursed her lips and didn't speak, she was indeed like crazy that day, although she knew that she said a lot of things that shouldn't be said, but she really didn't remember what she said.

Zhao Yiheng saw that she didn't speak, so he said again: "What's the matter, now that my heart is empty?" He sighed: "I gave you a heart for my husband, but I asked you to take a knife and cut it one by one, but you only remember that you are uncomfortable, and you don't know that I am also covered in bruises?" ”

"How could you be so ruthless?" He clamped Mu Mingshu tightly, until Mu Mingshu couldn't breathe, and beat him painlessly, and then he loosened his strength.

And the tears in Mu Mingshu's eyes did not linger down the corners of her eyes, and she cried a little hard, and she sobbed when she spoke: "I, I'm ruthless, yet, it's not you who provoked it, but now, but, it's weird, I'm here." ”

"What did I mess with you?" Facing Mu Mingshu's pitiful appearance, Zhao Yiheng couldn't help but soften his heart and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"You are suspicious of me, you don't trust me." Speaking of this, Mu Mingshu was very aggrieved, those days of mutual suspicion were as uncomfortable as a heart, and he couldn't get out of his mouth with a breath in his heart, and he was so depressed that he wanted to die.

"You, you" Zhao Yiheng was angry and funny, as if it was his fault, and she, a ruthless person, was always a victim, he reached out and nodded her forehead and scolded with a smile: "You are too domineering, you only allow the officials to set fire to the people and not allow the people to light the lamp, how can the mother of the country in this world be as stingy as you." ”

Feeling that the breath of the person in his arms was unstable and looked like he was about to have a seizure, Zhao Yiheng hurriedly coaxed softly: "Okay, your temperament is inevitably too impatient, you have to listen to me finish speaking, wouldn't being so anxious and angry make the contradiction bigger and bigger, and make outsiders happy." ”

"Do you think I want to do that?" Mu Ming's breath is still not good, but it has eased a lot, and he is not so repulsive in his arms, he is still crying breathlessly.

Zhao Yiheng sighed, sat up, held her in his arms and patted her back gently, and waited until she didn't cry so much, then said, "Then you didn't suspect me?" Do you trust me? ”

"You" Mu Mingshu was uncomfortable when he heard this, and pushed him: "Are you here to quarrel?" ”