The corners of King Jin's lips hooked a dangerous arc, his eyes were calm and calm, and he said confidently: "If you wanted to shout someone, you would have shouted it a long time ago, so why wait until now." ”

"You ......" Ruan Jiaqing seemed to have no immunity to his smile, and his heartbeat missed half a beat.

He was right, although he was a strange man to her, she could always find a familiar feeling in him, not only did she feel that he was not dangerous, but she felt very relieved.

"Who the hell are you?" Ruan Jiaqing looked at King Jin carefully.

Beneath the slender eyebrows are a pair of soul-stirring eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, adding to the sultry style. Zhu pursed his lips lightly, as if he was smiling, he seemed to have a magical magic on his body, and Ruan Jiaqing couldn't help but sink into it.

"I am your husband, you are the wife of my famous matchmaker, and you have my child in your belly." King Jin's eyes were full of affection, and his hot gaze was about to drown Ruan Jiaqing.

The pictures that appeared in the dream lingered in Ruan Jiaqing's mind, could it be that the figure she was struggling to find in her dream was the man in front of her?

What he said was true or false. If he was really her husband, then why did they separate?

"Who knows if what you said is true, breaking into a woman's boudoir in vain is not a gentleman's act at all." Ruan Jiaqing then remembered that she was still being held by his hand, and the strength of his hand was so tight that she couldn't break free at all.

And she has such a big belly, she is already very clumsy, and now she is being held like a penguin, this picture is really a bit funny.

"When did this king say that I was a gentleman?" A sly smile crossed the corner of King Jin's mouth, and he easily imprinted another kiss on her lips.

Being taken advantage of by this man, Ruan Jiaqing was angry and stepped on him in annoyance.

King Jin frowned, "Are you trying to murder your husband?" ”

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door of the maidservant, "Miss, Mo Shao is here." ”

This brought Ruan Jiaqing's thoughts back to reality, by the way, she wanted to find Ziyou to ask what was going on, only Ziyou was the one who knew everything that had happened.

"If you don't leave quickly, Miss Ben can't spare you!" Ruan Jiaqingfeng's eyes were wide open, like a fried kitten.

King Jin touched her head and smiled, "This king will come back later." ”

It's like this is my own home, yes, it's shameless!

Ruan Jiaqing watched him fly up the wall at a fast speed, leave from the windowsill, and soon disappeared.

Her beating heart couldn't calm down for a long time, a feeling she had never had when she faced Ziyou.

Ziyou gave her the feeling of familiarity, and familiarity and strangeness. With him, I feel very comfortable, but I have never had a warm feeling, and it has always been as plain as water.

It's more like a brother and sister than a lover.

When she was stunned, Mo Ziyou had already entered the door and walked to her side.

Seeing Ruan Jiaqing's lost consciousness, Mo Ziyou's calm heart set off waves again, and he couldn't wait to marry Ruan Jiaqing back home.

Although the king of Jin has entered the city, he can't find out the whereabouts of the king of Jin, it seems that the king of Jin is prepared, and he is afraid that he will be troubled on the day of the wedding.

With his power in the Moon Kingdom, he couldn't find the slightest trace of King Jin, he couldn't believe it. Rao sent all the eyeliner to check, and it was still the case. King Jin seemed to have disappeared, and his heart was even more unstable about this.

He sent someone to closely monitor the Yuefu, and it was as calm as usual these days, but he did not relax his vigilance, and tripled his people to defend, but he never saw the figure of King Jin.

The tranquility before the storm is often the most terrifying, and the strength of King Jin makes Mo Ziyou feel threatened, and he feels this way for the first time, only King Jin is qualified to be his opponent.

"Weiwei, what are you thinking?" Mo Ziyou spoke lightly, Ruan Jiaqing turned to look at him, hooked his lips and smiled.

"Ziyou, I'm thinking about what happened before I lost my memory, can you tell me?" Ruan Jiaqing is straight to the point.

She was now desperate to know everything that had happened, and the bad feeling in her heart was getting stronger.

"In the past, after we became married, I will tell you slowly, we have a lot of time to reminisce, don't worry." Mo Ziyou smiled gently, and his affectionate eyes stared at Ruan Jia's eyes that were as clear as stars.

"Weiwei, there are two days left before our wedding, if you have any requirements, I will definitely meet them one by one." Mo Ziyou continued.

The wedding between the Yue family and the Mo family is very eye-catching, even though the time is a little tighter, but Mo Ziyou still wants to give Ruan Jiaqing the best, grandest, and most romantic wedding.

"Ziyou, have we really loved each other?" Ruan Jiaqing stared into his eyes.

Before she got married, she asked such a question.

What Mo Ziyou was most worried about still happened. Why did Ruan Jiaqing suddenly ask like this, did someone tell her something? According to his judgment, Ruan Jiaqing is still controlled by the emotion, otherwise her life would have been threatened, and he would have been affected.

From the moment she drank the love gu, the two of them were one.

"Silly girl, why do you ask that?" Mo Ziyou hugged Ruan Jiaqing into the crook of his arm, but he clearly felt her resistance.

For some reason, his relief, his embrace, no longer made her feel tender, but only endless strangeness.

What she missed was the strange feeling that the strange man just now brought her.

It's just that when she thinks of him, her head hurts a little, and she holds her forehead, which is very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, does your head hurt again?" Mozi asked with concern.

The frequency of her headaches is getting higher and higher, indicating that she is getting farther and farther away from him, and in her heart, of course, there is not even a place for him?

His heart was so distressed that it seemed as if a piece of his heart had been gouged out, and the blood kept dripping down, as if all his strength had been drained, and his mind was blank. This feeling was the same as when Wei Wei died, he felt very helpless.

The beloved woman was in front of him, watching her drift away, but there was nothing he could do.

For some reason, the more she thought about the man, the more her head hurt. The more she wanted to stay away from Mo Ziyou, the more uncomfortable she felt in her mind as if a ship was rolling, and the feeling of a splitting headache was like a flood of mountains, and she had nowhere to hide.

"Ziyou, you answer my question." Ruan Jiaqing stared at Mo Ziyou with her beautiful eyes, no matter how painful her head was, she had to hear the answer before she could sleep with confidence.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Of course, we love each other very much, this is a fact that everyone knows, Weiwei, why do you ask that, you shouldn't doubt my affection for you." Mo Ziyou's eyes were full of hurt looks.

His heart was extremely uncomfortable, and he was in love, but Ruan Jiaqing still couldn't fall in love with him.

"Really, Ziyou, didn't you lie to me?" Ruan Jiaqing's expression was a little hesitant, she didn't know whether to believe Mo Ziyou's words or not.

"It's true, don't think about it, we're going to get married soon." Mozi wanted to embrace Ruan Jiaqing into her arms, but she did not throw herself into his arms obediently and obediently like every time before.

His hands froze in the air, dumbfounded.

"But I clearly remember that the person who used to be with me was not you, that person was obviously not you, but I forgot his name and what he looked like." When Ruan Jiaqing said these words, what flashed in his mind was the face and figure of King Jin.

The more I thought of him, Ruan Jiaqing's head hurt even more, at first it was just a slight headache, and then it became more and more intense, and gradually became uncontrollable, and now it was like being bitten on her head by thousands of insects and ants, and she was so painful that she couldn't think or breathe.

"Don't think about it, let's talk about it when you're well, let's get some rest." Mo Ziyou looked at Ruan Jiaqing with such an uncomfortable look, and he was also very distressed, and his eyes were full of pity.

Ruan Jiaqing endured the discomfort and persevered, she wanted to know the answer.

"Ziyou, if you really love me, tell me the truth, otherwise, I will definitely die of misery." Ruan Jiaqing's beautiful eyes were already shining with tears.

She has always regarded Mo Ziyou as the person she trusts the most, even if she already doubts Mo Ziyou in her heart, she still believes in him. Wanting to hear a truth from his mouth, this trust, which seemed to be innate, emanated from the bottom of her heart, trusted him unconditionally.

Mo Ziyou couldn't see her uncomfortable appearance, he squinted his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he knocked Ruan Jiaqing on the back of the neck with his hand, and then hugged her who fainted.

Sleep, sleep well...... Only when you fall asleep will you not be in pain.

Mo Ziyou's mood was very complicated, he hugged her in a daze, and looked at the person in her arms when her eyelashes were still surging when she was asleep, which showed how unstable she was sleeping.

Ruan Jiaqing's headache is the initial manifestation of the onset of love, if Ruan Jiaqing still insists on thinking about the past, then her symptoms will slowly become more and more severe from the headache, and finally she bleeds to death.

Mo Ziyou asked himself in his heart, if he had known that there was today, would he still give Ruan Jiaqing affection, and his answer was yes.

As long as there is a slight opportunity to make Ruan Jiaqing really fall in love with him and stay by his side, he will try to do so.

This is an extremely crazy possessiveness, since the loss of Yue Lianwei, Mo Ziyou's psychology has suffered a great blow, he can insist on surviving, it is entirely because of the burden of the Mo family on his shoulders, as well as Yue Lianwei's dying entrustment, let him take care of the Yue couple, otherwise, maybe his spirit would have collapsed long ago.

He seems to be doing well on the surface, and he still shuttles between various banquets every day, talks about business, and takes care of the Mo family's property in an orderly manner, but in fact, only he knows that his heart is on the verge of a desperate situation.

From the day he met Ruan Jiaqing, he was like a dead tree in spring. She was like the hand stretched out on the edge of the cliff, pulling him back from the abyss.