Three days later, in the early morning, Feng Mochen sat on the bed with his hands on the bed, his feet hanging under the bed, his two arms supporting the bed, his face was red because of his exertion, and he used all his strength to support his body and stood up little by little, standing on the ground with two feet, his body was a little shaky.

Because he had been lying on the bed a few days ago, and now he was a little dizzy when he stood up, Feng Mochen held the bed with one hand and touched his own head with the other, the dizziness of his head made him a little unsteady, Feng Mochen stabilized his shaking body, let go of the hand holding the bed, and walked forward with his feet a little bit, but his body was heavy and the center of gravity was unstable, making him rush forward.

"Lord Wang! Be careful! Wanqing saw this scene when she walked into the room with the decoction, quickly put down the decoction in her hand, ran over and blocked the direction where Feng Mochen pounced with her body,

Feng Mochen's whole person pounced on Wanqing, Wanqing's weak body fell backwards, and was pressed under Feng Mochen's body, and the bodies of the two fell to the ground in a strange posture.

Wanqing's face was up, her hair was scattered because of the violent movements, her two hands were pressed tightly on the ground by Feng Mochen's hands, Feng Mochen's lips were attached to her lips, and the two of them kept their eyes facing each other in this position, and no one moved.

"Lord Wang! Princess! You guys...! You guys...! Mo'er wanted to send the candied fruit that the princess forgot to take, but when she entered the room, she found that the two people fell to the ground in an ambiguous position, and she exclaimed embarrassedly, turned her body, and didn't look at the two of them.

Hearing Mo'er's exclamation, the stunned two people pulled their faces away a little, and turned their faces to the side shyly.

Feng Mochen wanted to get up from Wanqing, but found that he didn't have the strength to get up with his two hands, Wanqing couldn't move when he was pressed by Feng Mochen, and the two of them were frozen on the ground.

"Mo'er..."Wanqing snorted softly,

Mo'er heard the princess's voice and turned around to realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to the two of them to help the prince up.

Wanqing saw that the person who was pressing on her got up, and also got up from the ground, three thousand green silks were scattered on the fragrant shoulders, lowered her head and tidied up her clothes, and picked up the hairpin that fell on the ground and inserted it in her hair.

Mo'er helped Feng Mochen to sit down on the bed, thinking of the picture just now, Feng Mochen's face was also a little ruddy, his hand touched his own lips, the gentle lip fragrance was still on it, her lips were really soft, he had kissed that cherry lips before, but this time the feeling was a little different from before.

"Is the prince hurt?" Wanqing threw the decoction she had just brought in the palm of her hand, and looked back and forth at Feng Mochen's hand and face, whether the wound was hurt,

"I'm fine, but what if you rush over desperately and get hurt?" Although Feng Mochen had a blaming tone, his face was tender and warm.

"Ahh

"Again..."Feng Mochen thought about it for a while, Wanqing has been feeding him decoction like this for the past few days, it seems that this woman really treats him, the prince, as a child, Feng Mochen opened his mouth helplessly and drank the decoction in Wanqing's hand.

"And this..."Putting down the empty soup bowl, Wanqing picked up the candied fruit handed by Mo'er and put it to Feng Mochen's mouth,

Feng Mochen knew that he couldn't screw Wanqing, so he had to obediently eat the candied fruit.

"Is it still painful here?" Wanqing cautiously touched Feng Mochen's injured wound with her hand,

Although Wanqing's hand was already very light, when she touched the wound, Feng Mochen's face twitched, and she gasped in her mouth, looking at Feng Mochen's expression, Wanqing quickly took her hand away.

"Lord and Princess, Aunt Baguio is here again!" Mama Feng also admires the woman Baguio, and she comes over every day to see the cold face of the prince every day, which is really infatuated.

"Why is she here again!" Feng Mochen was about to reach the maximum level of patience with this woman.

"Let her in." Wanqing felt that it would be good to let her come a few more times.

"Yes—" Mama Feng exited the room,

Wanqing watched Mama Feng leave, and found that something seemed wrong with her, was there something wrong?

"The slave has seen the prince, the princess." Baguio bowed, still smiling on his face, as if he had forgotten what had happened the other day.

"Aunt Baguio always dresses up exquisitely every day to see the prince, and she is also attentive." Wanqing said and laughed,

"Hmph, what are you doing again?" Feng Mochen snorted coldly and looked at the woman in front of him impatiently.

"The slave maid is worried about the prince's body every day, and she can't sleep at night, only every time she sees the prince is fine, the slave and maid can feel at ease." Baguio's voice was gentle, showing concern

"I am a little touched by Baguio's deep affection for the prince, and it is really a blessing for the prince to have you by his side." Wanqing's tone was a little sour,

"I think the princess's tone is a little sour?" Although she was a little impatient with the appearance of Baguio, she could see Wanqing's current expression, and it was time for her to come.

"Lord Wang, Aunt Baguio is still there..."Wanqing deliberately put on a shy appearance and said embarrassedly,

"Just let her go." Feng Mochen doted on the back of Wanqing's hand as if no one was around,

"Lord Wang~" Wanqing said angrily,

"If you don't leave, are you waiting for this king to bombard you and leave?" Feng Mochen's gaze turned to Baguio, and his voice became cold,

"Yes, I was relieved to see that the prince was safe and sound, and the slave and maid retired first." Baguio hated it so much, the prince actually used the word 'I' when he talked to the woman, damn woman, what kind of fox trick did you cast on the prince!

Feng Mochen didn't raise his head and waved his hand impatiently, and his other hand was still attached to Wanqing's hand.

Baguio withdrew from the room, Wanqing withdrew her hand, and the expression on her face was not as coquettish as she was just now,

"Has the prince touched enough!?"

Hearing Wanqing's voice, Feng Mochen retracted his hand and smiled wickedly on his face,

"The princess's hands are like cream, I really can't bear to let go."

"Color!" Wanqing glanced at Feng Mochen.

"Oh, princess, my wound hurts......" Feng Mochen covered the wound, his face was hideous,

Wan Qinghu looked at Feng Mochen suspiciously, seeing that his expression was not fake, she stood up and carefully examined Feng Mochen's wounds,

"Does it hurt here? Will the wound bleed again, here? Does it hurt? Wanqing gently touched Feng Mochen's body with one hand, and looked at Feng Mochen worriedly,

The corners of Feng Mochen's mouth were raised, he smiled slyly, held the jade hand that was touching his body in the palm of his hand, and pulled Wanqing's whole person into his arms with a big hand.

Before Wanqing could react, the whole person fell into Feng Mochen's arms, and was leaned against by Wanqing's body, fine sweat oozed from Feng Mochen's forehead, and there was a burst of colic from the wound.

Wanqing felt that Feng Mochen's body froze, and immediately left Feng Mochen's embrace, looking at his pale face because of pain, Wanqing was a little distressed, and a little gloating in it, Wanqing helped Feng Mochen to lie down, checked his wound again, and did not ooze blood, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"See if you dare to be cowardly!" Wanqing gloated and laughed, knowing that he was okay.

"Dying in the princess's gentle township, this life is worth it." Feng Mochen gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

"Is there still less gentleness in the prince's hometown?" Wan glanced at Feng Mochen on the bed,

"I just want you to be gentle." Feng Mochen's warm voice made Wanqing a little confused,

"I'm afraid the prince and all the women will say that."

"Is this king so unbearable in the eyes of the princess?"

"Stallion prince, do these women in your palace still use me to see?"

"Stallions? This king has always kept his body innocent and not defiled by these women. Feng Mochen said, awkwardly dodging Wanqing's eyes,

"What does the prince mean? Wait a minute... Burst! Wanqing pondered for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud regardless of the image, Feng Mochen was laughed at by her, and she was even more embarrassed, covering her head with both hands on the quilt, covering her ears to not listen to Wanqing's laughter.

In the courtyard, Mo'er and Wang Yuan sat on the steps in front of the house basking in the sun.

"The princess and princess seem to be different from before?" Mo'er looked at Wang Yuan next to him with both hands on his cheeks,

"When you encounter danger one day, I will protect you like the prince protects the princess, and you will be able to understand when the time comes." Wang Yuan looked at Mo'er's innocent expression and smirked.

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