When he was about to arrive at the Tilting Pavilion, Feng Yichen looked at Feng Yi again, "Fourth brother, Momo is sick today, I need to rest early, fourth brother will come to the next two games tomorrow." ”

Seeing that he suddenly gave an eviction order, Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Sure enough, if you have a daughter-in-law, you don't want me as the fourth brother, okay, then I will come back tomorrow and not disturb the rest of the fourth brother and sister." ”

With that, Feng Yi salivated and turned around with his hands behind his back and walked out.

Lin Mo looked at Feng Yi's saliva and didn't seem to care at all, could there be such a good relationship between the royal brothers?

She asked Feng Yichen with some doubts: "Can the prince be sure that this King Rong is really with you?" ”

Feng Yichen nodded lightly, clasped his hands on his legs, his face was still the same, and replied: "The mother of the fourth emperor brother is a palace maid, and he died of illness within two years of giving birth to him, and then he has been bullied by other princes and princesses in the palace. ”

Lin Mo knew that there was this allusion.

The autumn evening was extremely cold, a gust of cold wind blew, Lin Mo couldn't help but shiver, and pushed Feng Yichen into the Tilting Pavilion Hall quickly.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, Feng Yichen hurriedly got up and used her in his arms, with a slight resentment in his tone, "I don't want you to stay in the palace, I don't want to let you put on a cloak, this will be cold, this fever has just subsided, in case it ...... again."

"I was wrong." Lin Mo never thought that one day Feng Yichen would become so nagging, seeing that he was endlessly talking about her, he hurriedly intercepted his words.

When I talked to King Rong just now, I obviously cherished words like gold, why did I talk so much with her, I was about to catch up with Jiang Hanyue.

However, she likes Feng Yichen to nag her, and she likes Feng Yichen's appearance in front of her that is different from others.

Feng Yichen's arms were really warm, and after a while, Lin Mo's body warmed up.

She looked up at the handsome face from his arms, the corners of her lips were hooked high, with a hint of a wicked smile, "Ah Chen, my body is fine, can we go and be happy?" ”

Feng Yichen listened to her direct words, her breath was suffocated for a moment, and she raised her lips at Lin Mo and asked, "Is Momo still unwell?" ”

"Nope." Lin Mo shook his head, looking at Feng Yichen's eyes glowing, as if he was going to swallow him.

With such a straightforward look, Feng Yichen couldn't stand it, and directly picked up Lin Mo and walked to the bed, "Momo will be uncomfortable for a while, but I have to tell this king." ”

Lin Mo put his arms around his neck, pretending to bow his head shyly, "Why do people stop when the prince is in high spirits, isn't that sweeping the prince's interest?" ”

"Momo is getting more and more improper." Feng Yichen was amused by her and pressed her against the bed, her dark eyes full of longing.

The fingertips on Lin Mo's waist moved slightly, and her belt loosened.

Lin Mo's legs were wrapped around his waist, and his eyes were like silk, "Then does the prince like this?" ”

"I like ......" Feng Yichen pulled the fabric that was in the way, attached it to her ear, and said in a low voice: "This king likes it very much, I like it so much that I can't restrain myself, I like it all the kings, no matter what kind of ink, this king likes it." ”

Lin Mo chuckled, sure enough, men like women like this.

She pulled Feng Yichen closer, picked up his belt with her onion jade fingers, and whispered in his ear: "Ah Chen~ I want to be on it." ”

With her like this, Feng Yichen can't bear it even if she is a monk.

He took a breath and gritted his teeth secretly.

Lin Mo took advantage of his stunned moment, and a reversal pressed him under him, "The prince is not allowed to move, no matter what people do, they can't move." ”

In the past, Feng Yichen was dominant, and she was tossed enough.

Lin Mo was ready to take advantage of today's revenge to come back and tease him in all kinds of ways, but he didn't let him move, not even let his fingers move.

Looking at his gritted teeth and gritting his teeth and clutching the bedding on the bed, Lin Mo's bad taste was satisfied.

Just when she was proud, Feng Yichen turned over and suppressed her, without a word of nonsense, and went straight to the point.

didn't even let Lin Mo say a word.

Lin Mo scolded secretly, and decided that next time he must tie him to the bed with a rope, otherwise he would be easily counterattacked by this wolf cub.

Lin Mo spent a month without shame in the palace and Fengyichen in this way.

In the past month, Feng Yichen has rarely left the palace, I don't know if it is because of the second prince's affairs, deliberately avoiding suspicion or what, in the past month, he has not even been to the palace once.

Lin Mo insisted on exercising every day since she had a fever after a little exercise, and let Feng Yichen teach her martial arts, and in the past month, her physical fitness has improved a lot, and the whip has also been smooth.

This month, except for going back to the General's Mansion a few days ago to see the old lady and Jiang Hanyue, and going to the Hanging Pot Hall a few times, she basically didn't leave the palace much.

The most common thing the two of them do in the house is to let Feng Yichen hold the little guy in the sun under the porch.

Holding the little guy, Feng Yichen couldn't read the book steadily, and I didn't know how many books were torn up by the little guy this month.

Feng Yichen is good-tempered, the little guy tore it, so he took another book to read, and sometimes took the little guy to read it together.

Every now and then, Lin Mo always laughed at him: "If you force the child to study at such a young age, I'm afraid you won't be your stepfather." ”

Feng Yichen raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes moved slightly, and he gave her two words lightly, "Father." ”

Lin Mo didn't argue with him, half lying on the recliner basking in the sun, so comfortable.

This month, Feng Yichen and Lin Mo were listening in the mansion, and from time to time there was news of An Guogong and Cheng fighting each other in the palace.

Although Lin Mo didn't see it with his own eyes, he just listened to it and knew that this An Guogong was not Fu Chengxiang's opponent.

With so much evidence in his hands, he didn't even bring down the prime minister.

However, thinking about the fact that the prime minister's forces are intertwined, if it can be brought down so easily, Feng Yichen will not spend so much effort and take so long.

Lin Mo had a book on her face, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and just as she was drowsy, she heard the footsteps of someone approaching.

This footstep Lin Mo is quite familiar, it is Steward Jiang who has come.

Generally, when Feng Mian is there, Steward Jiang doesn't come over often.

This Feng Mian is standing on the side, and there must be something wrong with Steward Jiang's arrival.

Driven by curiosity, Lin Mo woke up instantly, she sat up, covered her lips with a book and yawned big.

Steward Jiang stepped forward, bowed down and raised the invitation card in his hand in front of Feng Yichen, "Lord, the king of Chu is getting married on November 18, and he sent someone to send a wedding card, but what kind of congratulatory gifts do you want to prepare?" ”

Feng Yichen kept his eyes off the book, and the other hand was grabbed by the little guy and fiddled with it, and when he heard the words, he just responded lightly: "You just look at it and prepare." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Lin Mo's lips slowly hooked, stretched out his hand to the housekeeper, and said with a smile: "The housekeeper will give me the wedding card, I will prepare the congratulatory gift, and I won't trouble Steward Jiang." ”