The air was filled with a faint fragrance, Feng Yichen looked at Lin Mo in shock, and after a long time, he calmed down his excited heart, and asked in disbelief: "Mo Mo promised to marry this king and be the princess of this king?" ”

"Or else?" Lin Mo chuckled, feeling that the palace at this time was no longer dull and depressing, and it was full of heart-warming atmosphere.

"But ......" Lin Mo paused, and looked at Feng Yichen with a serious face: "You can only love me alone in your life, you can't have too much contact with other women, you can't accept side concubines, you can't do things that are sorry for me, otherwise you'll ......"

Lin Mo looked at him condescendingly from top to bottom, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Otherwise, Lao Tzu has a way to torture you." ”

Feng Yichen didn't care about her threat, a smile that she had never felt before floated on her lips, and she raised the back of her hand to cover her lips, blocking the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but upturn.

In Lin Mo's eyes, his expression was very shy, which made her feel the urge to ravage him.

However, he was in the palace at this time, and he had to endure it.

She raised her eyebrows and asked Feng Yichen, "What?" Is the prince unwilling? ”

Feng Yichen raised his eyes to look at her, and said with some urgency: "Of course not, this king is too happy." ”

Lin Mo liked his little appearance very much.

Who would have thought that under his soft and easy-to-push appearance, he contained the heart of a wild wolf inside.

"When this king finds an opportunity, he will ask his father to give him a marriage." He stretched out his hand and held Lin Mo's hand on the side, his palm was a little wet, Lin Mo was stunned, and smiled at him.

At this time, Lin Mo didn't care how complicated he was, at least his heart for her was true.

She doesn't believe it, likes it and can pretend to be.

If you really like someone, even if you cover your mouth, affection will overflow from your eyes.

And Feng Yichen's eyes looking at her were like this, which made her indulge in it.

After getting into the carriage, Lin Mo couldn't wait to pick up Feng Yichen's face, and pretended to smile frivolously: "This girl is going to kiss you, are you ready?" ”

Feng Yichen smiled dotingly, pretending to be shy and lowering her eyes, and said in a low voice: "The girl should be gentle." ”

Mommy...... Lin Mo was bumped into by the deer he was flirting with like this, and he forgot his movements for a while.

Feng Yi Chen Xu was in a hurry, hugged Lin Mo's waist, and hugged her to the soft seat on the side.

The carriage of Yuwang's Mansion is very large, and the space is still surplus after putting Feng Yichen's wheelchair.

Feng Yichen slowly put Lin Mo on the side and kissed him.

At first, it was just a gentle taste, but then it became more and more unbearable, and when the two of them came to their senses, the belt was gone, and their clothes were disheveled.

Lin Mo's face was flushed, his clothes were loose, and his light blue belly pocket was leaking, his appearance was extremely seductive, and Feng Yichen, who looked directly, was spurting with blood, and he almost couldn't control himself.

And Feng Yichen was no better, the clothes on his chest were messy, leaking out the white and shiny skin, and his thin lips were shiny.

The mask on his face had been removed at some point, and the flooding eyes were confusing, and Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly moved his eyes.

Feng Yichen knelt down on Lin Mo's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "After meeting Momo, this king is no longer the calm and self-controlled King Yu. ”

Lin Mo stroked his soft ink hair and chuckled, "If love can be controlled, then what's the point?" ”

It was not very comfortable to lie on the soft backrest, and Lin Mo's legs that were pressed by him were a little numb, and he couldn't help moving.

Seeing her struggling, Feng Yichen came to his senses and got up from her. He seemed to be a little embarrassed and lowered his eyes and pulled up her clothes.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Mo especially wanted to complain: "Where is the profligate energy just now, this will pretend to be an innocent little sheep again." ”

She tidied up her clothes, helped Feng Yichen sort out her clothes, and looked around only to find that the mask had been thrown behind the wheelchair.

She got up and picked up the mask, and carefully sorted out Feng Yichen's slightly messy hair before putting the mask on for him.

She decided to let him wear a mask for the rest of his life.

After putting on the mask, Lin Mo pinched Fengyi Chen's white jade cheeks and praised: "Handsome!" ”

"Huh?" Feng Yichen sat next to Lin Mo and asked with a puzzled face, "What does handsome mean?" ”

Lin Mo smiled lightly, rubbed his face with both hands, and said, "Handsome means handsome, handsome, good-looking, and charming." ”

Grabbing the evil hand on his face, Feng Yichen looked at Lin Mo quietly, there seemed to be some grievance in his eyes, and he asked: "If this king is old and not handsome in the future, Mo Mo will still like this king." ”

Lin Mo held his face and kissed him lightly on the lips: "I like it, I only like you, I don't like other people's handsomeness, I only like Ah Chen's handsomeness." ”

Feng Yichen was very satisfied with Lin Mo's answer, and rubbed her hair, her eyes full of tenderness.

After a while, the carriage stopped in the Hanging Pot Hall.

Feng Yichen still had something to do today, and after putting Lin Mo down, he ordered the coachman to drive away.

Lin Mo stood at the door of the Hanging Pot Hall and waved his hand to him, giving Feng Yichen a kiss to the reluctant Feng Yichen, regardless of whether he understood it or not.

After receiving Lin Moqi's strange gesture, the corners of Feng Yichen's lips couldn't help but curl, and Lin Mo thought that he might be able to guess what she meant.

After Feng Yichen's carriage disappeared from sight, Lin Mo entered the lobby of the Hanging Pot Hall.

There will be no patients in the Hanging Pot Hall, Li Wenqing was looking at the medical skills sent by Yin Mosi at the counter, and when he heard the sound of footsteps, he looked up and saw Lin Mo, and was stunned.

Li Wenqing's fixed gaze looked at Lin Mo all over the body, she touched her face, thinking that there shouldn't be anything wrong.

She looked down at her clothes again, they had already been sorted out, there was nothing wrong, and she was very puzzled why Li Wenqing looked at her like this.

She approached Li Wenqing and patted the counter to remind him to come back to his senses: "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

"Huh? Oh! Li Wenqing came back to his senses, closed the book in a daze, and said, "The boss seems to be a little different today." ”

Lin Mo asked suspiciously, "What's the difference?" ”

Li Wenqing scratched his head, thought about it, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and quipped: "The boss is full of spring today, and he seems to be ......."

"Looks like you're big." Lin Mo picked up the book on the side and slapped it on Li Wenqing's head, "I have nothing to do, I am thinking about it, read your book." ”

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly stepped into the inner room and closed the door, leaned against the door, patted her cheek, and said secretly, "Is it so obvious?" Sure enough, falling in love is refreshing. ”

She unconsciously turned up in the upper left corner, walked to the consultation table, took out the medicine she had made for the prince before and began to sort it out.

She was in a particularly good mood at this time, and from time to time she was smiling while refining the medicine.

Li Wenqing, who originally came in to find Lin Mo and had something to do, looked at her like this, only thought that she might be evil, and didn't dare to go up and disturb her.

Before he knew it, it was past noon, and Lin Mo remembered to eat when he was hungry.

She got up, rubbed her sore neck, stretched, and walked out, ready to go back to the house for dinner.

As soon as she opened the door, Feng Mian stood in front of her, startling her. I was so tired that I didn't even notice the footsteps when I got close.