The scene just now came to mind, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, until she finally left, Mu Tingguo never spoke again, I am afraid that she has cooled her heart.

Because of her father, and even more because the man she loved stood not far away, watching her suffer and not saying anything.

Su Zitian...... She arrived before Lin Shuangxue, even earlier than Mu Huai, but she was silent, and the indifference and alienation in her eyes made her feel that this man had never loved Mu Tianguo at all.

But...... What does this have to do with her?

There is still half a moon on the day of her wedding to Su Zitian, perhaps using the fame of the god of medicine to lure or threaten the emperor to revoke the marriage contract.

What's more, she Mu Huachen no longer belongs to the Mu family.

But because of that bewitching and beautiful man, I'm afraid that this marriage contract is not so easy to dissolve......

Thinking about it, Mu Huachen fell asleep, perhaps because he was too tired, and he didn't even hear the door open and close.

The sound of the emperor's footsteps was very soft, and he slowly paced towards the inner room of the room, past the screen, which was where Mu Huachen was.

Emperor Zhi narrowed his eyes, a palm to return a palm, a kiss to return a kiss, this woman is clear.

So his body has been seen, do you want her to return it?

The emperor casually crossed the barrier sideways, and deliberately made some sounds, but the woman did not hear them at all.

Dead asleep?

There are so many enemies outside the door, and she can still sleep with peace of mind, which is really big.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance and floral fragrance from the tip of the nose, refreshing, very comfortable taste, and it seemed to be very familiar, the figure of a woman slowly appeared under her eyes, and the black hair covered the middle, and she saw the shoulder of Bing Qingyu on the right side, round and small.

He poked his head out, took a step, crossed the black hair, saw the left shoulder, and in an instant, his body froze, and his pupils shrank......

Is that...... Tattoo?

There was a tiger-shaped tattoo on her smooth left shoulder, without any color, but like a birthmark or a raised scar, but he recognized it at a glance, it was the appearance of a white tiger.

Majestic and domineering.

Familiar.

The shock of the soul resurfaced from the bubble in the depths of memory.

"Emperor, let's stay here like this all the time, and we don't see anyone, okay?"

The red skirt, half of the hair is combed, half hangs down, the eyes are bright, the pair of moving peach blossom eyes, looking at her with strong feelings, behind her is the starry night sky, under her feet is the boundless grassland, fireflies are flying behind her, and I don't know whether the fireflies are shining or the stars in the sky are twinkling in the distance.

It was a beautiful picture.

Beauty and beauty.

Headache.

The picture that came up from the depths of his memory made Di Zhi feel heartache and sadness, and the woman's appearance was that of the more mature Mu Huachen, but the eyes, the smile had not changed.

The woman's hand was gently placed on her lower abdomen, with the brilliance of motherhood: "Yuanlai and Shunxi, in an instant, it turns out that there is you, take the homophony to our child as the name, how about it?" ”

"Emperor, if I die, forget about me."

"Emperor ......"

"Emperor ......"

The calls, long and long, brought back his memories, but they were incomplete. The aura on his body surged, as if protesting against this extreme discomfort, and the real body and the human form quickly alternated.

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