Lin Mo glanced at Lin Lijin helplessly, said goodbye to Lin Baoxiang and Lin Limo, and left the dungeon side by side with Feng Yichen.

The dungeon was dark and damp with a slight chill, and the moment he walked out of the dungeon, Lin Mo, who was pierced by the sun, quickly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, Feng Yichen's wide sleeves blocked the top of his head.

She turned her head to Feng Yichen and smiled sweetly, and asked, "Will the prince change his mind one day?" ”

"No!" Without the slightest hesitation, Feng Yichen's handsome face was close to the tip of Lin Mo's nose, and his voice was low, "Only Momo in this world is worthy of the love of this king." ”

At this time, they were still at the door of the dungeon, doing such an ambiguous move, Lin Mo felt that it was not very appropriate, hooked the corners of his lips, and pulled him into the carriage.

Feng Yufei was still wiping her tears in the carriage, and when she saw Lin Mo and them coming, she hurriedly wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, how arrogant and arrogant she looked, Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle when she saw it.

She has always believed that when something goes wrong to solve things, crying and being at a loss will not solve anything.

Hearing Lin Mo say that he was going to Jiang Hanyue's side, Feng Yufei also insisted on going with him.

Lin Mo saw Lin Baoxiang and them in the dungeon, and told the old lady and Jiang Hanyue.

Jiang Hanyue pulled Lin Mo and asked a lot of questions, such as, "Have they been tortured inside?" Can you eat enough? Will it be cold ......" and so on.

Lin Mo answered patiently, she also considered the question of whether it would be cold, and thought that she would go back and ask her subordinates to send some bedding over later.

Lin Mo originally wanted to stay with the old lady and Jiang Hanyue for two days, but the old lady looked at Feng Yichen and looked at her princess with blank eyes, pursed her lips and didn't speak, and her eyes seemed to grow on Lin Mo.

The old lady said that she and Jiang Hanyue were fine, and urged Lin Mo to return to Yuwang's Mansion.

felt that if Lin Mo didn't go back, Feng Yichen should not leave.

Although this King Yu is her grandson-in-law, he is a prince after all, and if he lives here, he will inevitably feel a little restrained.

Lin Mo saw that the old lady and Jiang Hanyue were indeed fine, so he agreed to go back to Yuwang's Mansion with Feng Yichen.

On the way back to Yuwang's Mansion, Feng Yichen was finally able to hug his princess, and his heart was instantly extremely satisfied.

He took a deep breath and sighed, "This king feels that he has not been close to the princess for a long time, the princess has not been in the palace for the past two days, and the king is tossing and turning, and he is a princess in his mind." ”

Lin Mo couldn't stand his sourness, pinched his fair and handsome cheeks with both hands, and said with a smile: "The prince is really getting more and more sour, and this love story is getting more and more slippery." ”

"What this king said is all heartfelt words, how can the princess feel sour?" Feng Yichen pursed her lips and put on an aggrieved look.

The way he looked, Lin Mo's heart melted instantly, it was really a long time since I saw him show such an expression, and he was very nostalgic when he looked at it.

He cupped his face and pressed it against his pursed lips.

I wanted to stop after a shallow taste, but I was held down by a certain little wolf cub and came to a long deep kiss.

This will Lin Mo suddenly realize that she may have fallen into Feng Yichen's trap, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was fooled again, why would she always be confused by his beauty?

After a long time, Feng Yichen let go of Lin Mo, her slender fingers attached to her kissed moist lips, and there was an impulse in her heart.

Thinking that she was pregnant, I suppressed the fire in my heart.

Lin Mo didn't notice his abnormality at all, turned around, found a comfortable position to lean on Feng Yichen's arms, and asked him, "Do you think the King of the Western Realm will suddenly regret it and be unwilling to help us?" ”

Feng Yichen wrapped his arms around her in his arms, and his voice was firm, "I don't think so, but he may fake it." ”

"Is it really a fake show?" Lin Mo sat up suddenly, and Feng Yichen let go in time to not strangle her.

She turned her head to look at Feng Yichen and frowned, "So, the King of the Western Realm actually has ambitions to attack Xingyao, so wouldn't it be too selfish for us to do this without trapping the people and fire and water." ”