Chapter Seventy-Two: Skeletons
Since ancient times, for the sake of that supreme right, there have been many brothers who have killed each other.
As far as Lin Mo knew, the second prince, that is, King Ji Fengyimu, went to the battlefield at a young age, unlike the prince who grew up in the imperial city all the year round, he was cold and cruel, but he was a rare straight man.
The third prince, Zhongwang Fengyi Kang, rarely goes out of the house, and he has no contact with other princes, and no one knows what he is doing on weekdays, and he is mysterious.
The fourth prince is good friends with Fengyi Chen, and he is also a good person.
The fifth prince Fengyi Ling, the king of Chu needless to say.
The sixth prince and the seventh prince are good-natured, arrogant and luxurious, and they are close to Fengyi Ling on weekdays, but they don't have much ability.
Lin Mo knows very little about the Eighth Prince, and there are very few rumors about him in the market.
It's good to say that if this throne is won by others, if it is won by Fengyi, the king of Chu, it is estimated that Fengyi Chen's fate will not be too good.
Seeing that Lin Mo was distracted, Feng Yichen asked suspiciously, "What does Momo think?" Thinking so attentively. ”
Lin Mo came back to his senses and smiled at him: "The prince just drank the medicine, lie down and rest." ”
She helped Feng Yichen to lie down, helped him pull the quilt up a little, brushed the hair of his sideburns to the back, and coaxed softly: "The prince will sleep." ”
Feng Yichen held her hand and stared at her with eyes as bright as stars: "Momo accompanies this king, don't leave when this king is asleep." ”
"Okay." Lin Mo responded with a smile, looking at him like this, he is especially like a child who wants candy to eat, which is rare.
Xu was really tired, Feng Yichen fell asleep after a while, just holding Lin Mo's hand and not letting go.
Lin Mo was helpless, so he had to lie on the edge of the bed to accompany him.
He didn't sleep very peacefully, frowning and whispering from time to time, his voice was extremely soft, and Lin Mo couldn't really hear what he was saying.
After a while, fine beads of sweat oozed from Feng Yichen's forehead, and Lin Mo touched his body and didn't find a handkerchief, only then did he remember that he didn't have the habit of carrying a handkerchief.
She wiped the sweat off his forehead with her sleeve, Feng Yichen suddenly raised her hand and hugged her hand that wiped his sweat into her arms, and murmured: "Save her, please...... Please...... Don't leave me! ”
Lin Mo heard this sentence clearly, but he didn't understand it, and when she leaned close to his lips, he suddenly lost his voice again.
Save her? Don't leave me?
Lin Mo was puzzled, looking at his pale face, and couldn't bear to wake him up, he gently pulled out his arm from his arms, propped his chin on the edge of the bed and looked at him quietly.
Lin Mo raised his hand and attached it to his frowning heart, sighing in his heart, there was someone who could give birth to such a delicate child.
It was really boring to stay like this, and after a while, Lin Mo fell asleep on the side of the bed.
I don't know how long I slept, my body was suddenly picked up, Lin Mo was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Shangfeng Yichen's deep eyes.
She smiled at him in confusion, wrapped her arms around his neck, and realized that he was in a normal temperature, so she closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest.
Feng Yichen looked at her so well-behaved, and couldn't help but gently stir the corners of her lips and put her on her bed.
Looking at Lin Mo's sleeping face, Feng Yichen's eyes became warmer, took off her shoes and socks, covered her with a thin quilt, and lay down beside her.
He half-propped his head and stared at her sleeping face seriously, staring at Lin Mo so much that he felt hot all over.
He couldn't stand being looked at by him, Lin Mo opened one eye to look at him, and the corner of one lip hooked up a trace of evil intent, teasing him: "Look again, Lao Tzu will eat you." ”
Feng Yichen put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms, his voice was as clear as a sweet spring: "Just eat Momo, this king will never resist." ”
In fact, Lin Mo is also crazy, and when she really asked her to do it, she was still a little cowardly.
She raised her hand and attached Feng Yichen's forehead, made sure that the fever had subsided, and said with a purse of her lips: "Seeing that you are a sick person today, Lao Tzu will let you go, and I will talk about it when you are well another day." ”
Knowing that she said this on purpose, Feng Yichen did not expose it. He just lay down and hugged her tighter, until he pressed Lin Mo's face to his strong chest.
This is a naked seduction, Lin Mo took a deep breath, leaned on his chest and bit it. However, the muscles in his chest were too strong, and he didn't bite after gnawing for a long time, and it made someone's breathing obviously heavy.
Lin Mo ducked back, she swore she didn't mean to.
However, before she could swear, someone rolled over and crushed her underneath.
Feng Yichen's eyes were burning and he stared at Lin Mo's eyes. After a long time, he got off her without doing anything, which made Lin Mo a little surprised.
"What's wrong with the prince?" Lin Mo sat up and looked at him funny.
Feng Yichen propped his head to look at her, his eyes were deep and complicated: "This king can see that Momo is unwilling. ”
Lin Mo chuckled, touched his face, and said, "It's not that I don't want to, I just think it's not the right time, besides, the prince is not in good health, is he?" ”
"Hmm." Feng Yichen nodded.
Lin Mo turned down from him, put on his shoes and socks, and watched him turn over, Lin Mo leaned over and pecked him lightly on the lips: "It shouldn't be early, I'll go back first." I didn't go to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, and I will come to see you tomorrow after I go to the palace. ”
Lin Mo pinched his slippery cheeks, and coaxed him like a child: "You have to recuperate obediently, wait for me." ”
"Hmm." Feng Yichen nodded and reluctantly watched her leave.
Just halfway through walking, Lin Mo suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Feng Yichen, "Who is the person you called in your dream?" ”
Feng Yichen, who asked her this, was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a long time, she didn't remember what she said, and wondered: "What did this king say?" ”
Seeing that he didn't understand, Lin Mo didn't ask any more questions, and shrugged his shoulders: "I can't think of it, forget it, I'll go." ”
After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out, and as soon as she reached the door of the inner hall, Feng Yichen suddenly stopped her: "Wait." ”
Lin Mo stopped, looked back and saw Feng Yichen getting up and walking towards her.
Seeing him walking over barefoot, Lin Mo frowned.
Feng Yichen approached, put his hands on her shoulders, his eyes were uncertain, and said, "This king remembered, this king dreamed of his mother." ”
There was unconcealable sadness in his deep eyes, and Lin Mo felt a pain in his heart when he saw it.
Lin Mo remembered that Feng Yichen's mother was Concubine Xiang, Concubine Xiang once favored the harem, and also achieved a good story with the emperor, but unfortunately died at a young age.
Regarding the death of Concubine Xiang, it is rumored that she died of illness, but who knows in a place like the harem?
Looking at Feng Yichen's sad face, Lin Mo reached out and hugged him into his arms, caressing his back to give him silent comfort.
She never knew how to comfort people, and all she could do at this time was to give him a warm embrace.
Feng Yichen rested his chin on Lin Mo's shoulder and didn't speak for a long time.
Lin Mo suddenly remembered that he was still barefoot, and he also wanted to break his current sad mood, his eyes lit up, his arms were lowered a little, and he just hugged Feng Yichen, who was more than 1.8 meters tall.