As the emperor said, Feng Yichen abandoned political affairs for the sake of his children's affection.

The matter of refugees and rebels, Feng Yichen asked people to hand over to Lin Lijin, the general of Dalin, himself, every day in the East Palace, holding Lin Mo and not letting go.

It's like a sticky candy, sticking 24 hours a day, Lin Mo has to guard outside Gong's room.

Lin Mo was helpless, and laughed at him, "The husband has a bit of a style of loving beauties and not loving the country, if this continues, I will change to a demon concubine who charms His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Ten and a half months, Lin Mo's injuries were finally healed, and Feng Yichen finally smiled occasionally.

He looked at Lin Mo with burning eyes, and his voice was gentle, "As a husband, I only love Momo, Momo doesn't need to be charmed as a husband, and my husband will naturally fall for you." ”

Lin Mo pinched his smooth cheeks dotingly, and said with a smile: "My mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, but I want to be a queen, so I have to rely on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to work hard." ”

"Okay." Feng Yichen hugged Lin Mo tightly, buried her head in her neck, and said softly in a deep voice: "For my husband, I will go to the court tomorrow." ”

"Uh-huh, good job." Lin Mo softly coaxed the little cub in his arms, and was caught off guard and was bitten again, not too hard.

It's just that the bite and gnawing made her a little angry, and the hand on his back moved to his thin waist, pinched it fiercely, and pretended to be angry: "Little cub, bite me again." ”

"Hmm." Feng Yichen responded, and the spirit tongue slid around her neck, and the place it passed seemed to be electrified, making Lin Mo tremble and moan softly.

Her voice was uncontrollable and coquettish, low and soft as if she was coquettish, "Husband, you flirt with me again, but you are responsible." ”

"Hmm......" Feng Yichen took the time to overflow a monosyllable, his hands and lips were not idle, serving his crown princess.

After Lin Mo was injured, Feng Yichen was in a mood of self-blame.

Although the injury was not serious, he resolutely did not touch her, and just hugged her every day and lay quietly, breathing carefully, for fear of hurting her.

Today, I have finally recovered, and I am completely alive.

It's just that I don't know when the scar shadow in my heart will disappear.

She was his life.

Watching her hurt is tantamount to ripping out his heart.

It hurts so much that you can't breathe.

Although Lin Mo was different from other women who were squeamish, he was like a treasure in his heart, and if he touched it, even if it was a slight scratch, it made him feel distressed.

Feng Yichen squeezed Lin Mo dry, Fang Fu leaned her head on her chest, and breathed deeply, she was rarely tired.

Lin Mo held his handsome cheeks funny, and his eyes were gentle as if they were about to overflow.

She found that since she had an accident, Feng Yichen suddenly seemed to have become a little milk dog, clingy, well-behaved, and silly.

The coldness, indifference, and domineering of the previous time are completely gone.

She knew he was insecure.

I still remember that in front of the emperor, he said twice, "He hurt my wife, he deserves to die!" ”

That was the first time she had seen Feng Yi Chen's anger so heavy, so stubborn and stubborn, regardless of whether the emperor would be angry, only full of heart, the person who hurt his wife must die.

The next day, Feng Yichen really went to the court.

Lin Mo stretched his waist and got up, and Qianliang and Qiannuan, who were guarding the hall, hurriedly called the people from the outer hall to wait for Lin Mo to get up and freshen up and change clothes.

Lin Mo took the handkerchief handed over by the palace maid, washed his face, and looked at the weather outside, which was sunny.

She opened her arms and let the shallow warmth wait for her to change her clothes.

I've been here for two and a half years, and now I'm slowly getting used to being served.

Thinking that there would not be too many days to leave the palace in the future, Lin Mo sighed helplessly, and suddenly understood why the queen mothers in the palace, including the emperor, liked Zhang Luo's various palace banquets so much.

Lin Mo took the belt from Qiannuan's hand, tied it himself, walked to the door of the hall and stretched, and asked Qianliang behind him thoughtlessly: "Are the chrysanthemums in the East Palace blooming well?" ”

Qian Liang walked in and replied with a smile: "Back to the crown princess, the chrysanthemums have bloomed just right recently, and there are many precious varieties, which are blooming very well." ”

Lin Mo turned his head to look at her, smiled lightly and walked out slowly, "Well, send someone to invite the loyal prince and his wife, as well as the seventh princess and the concubine, well, the ninth princess and the richest man Yin, the tenth princess, and my second brother, let them come over to enjoy the chrysanthemum, and the princess will hold a chrysanthemum banquet in the afternoon." ”

The days in this house are really boring.

If you don't have a banquet or something, how should you spend this day?

Thinking of this "chrysanthemum appreciation", Lin Mo sneered, and it was inexplicable to see the shallow and shallow warmth.

However, the crown princess was happy, and Qianliang also felt happy, and hurriedly responded, "Yes, the slave will do it." ”

Qian Nuan also withdrew and went to Lin Mochuan for breakfast.

Feng Yichen went down to the court and came back early to have breakfast with Lin Mo.

Today's early dynasty, not unexpectedly, was criticized by the old emperor and ministers in the court, Fengyi Chen was as stable as Mount Tai, his face did not change, and he turned a deaf ear.

The most important thing now is to go back to eat with the crown princess, look at her, see her, and feel at ease when you see her.

Lin Mo was also waiting for him to come back for dinner, and after entering the palace, he would send someone back to tell him if he was busy.

Today, I didn't say I wouldn't come back for breakfast, I will definitely come back.

Feng Yichen's steps were very anxious, and when he saw Lin Mo, he seemed to be relieved, as if he had left sequelae from the previous incident, and he was worried about Lin Mo all the time.

There is no way to solve this symptom, so he can only slowly get used to it and forget it.

Seeing that he was back, Lin Mo stretched out his hand to him, Feng Yichen took two quick steps, held her outstretched little hand, and slowly let out a sigh.

A sense of peace of mind.

Lin Mo looked at him like this, helplessly funny and distressed, raised his hand and touched his smooth cheeks, leaned over and imprinted a kiss on his lips, "Husband is back, come and eat with me, I'm hungry." ”

"Okay." Hearing Lin Mo say that she was hungry, Feng Yichen hurriedly pulled her to the table and sat down.

Knowing that she loves meat, he kept putting meat on her, and the bowl was going to be piled up.

Lin Mo chuckled and grabbed his chopsticks, "I said that my husband is going to feed me as a pig." ”

"Momo eat more to make up for your body." Feng Yichen's voice was gentle, and he raised his hand and pinched the tip of his nose, "Momo is fat and good-looking." ”

He always felt that Lin Mo was injured and needed to be repaired.

Although it was only a small injury, it still made him feel palpitations, and he was haunted by her arrest.

Fortunately, Lin Lijin perfectly solved the matter of the rebels and sent someone to escort the real refugees back to Beiling.

And the king of Chu did not come back to life in the end, and died in the palace.

What surprised Lin Mo the most was that the next day, Mei Yingxue also died in the palace of the king of Chu, Fu Qingmian did not return to Beiling, asked the emperor for grace, and adopted a child of the six princes and raised him by his side.

Lin Limo Beiling made proper arrangements, and returned to Linning City yesterday.