When I woke up the next morning, the sun was shining through the window paper, and it was no longer dazzling white, but dyed with peaceful colors.

The shadow of the sycamore tree is reflected obliquely on the window paper, and it is majestic, just like Mo Guhan who is still sleeping beside Yuehua.

Yuehua suddenly felt that this feeling was very wonderful, there was an extra person in the tent for no reason, and she woke up from the sound of birdsong, but she didn't feel abrupt at all, as if he should have been born there, took root, and sprouted, in order to make up for the emptiness in the tent and fill her heart.

Yuehua is not a bed-loving person, the habit she has developed over the years is to sit in front of the dressing table to freshen up and dress up, or show off her fists and kicks as the flowers of the diligent lady bloom. Lying in his arms today, smelling the rich masculine atmosphere, she was a little intoxicated and didn't think about it.

The hosta was lying quietly next to Yuehua's pillow at this time, exuding a faint lustre. Each petal has been polished to an extremely round finish, concealing the rustiness of the original line carving process. Yuehua watched quietly, full and peaceful.

One arm crossed over, grabbed her shoulder, and pulled her over domineeringly, Mo Guhan opened his eyes slightly, and tasted a little: "I think it is me who the queen should be obsessed with when she wakes up, not a hairpin." ”

His eyes darkened when he was sleepy, like a dull night without moonlight, so deep that there was no boundary. The contours of the facial features faded away from the coldness of the day, no longer as stiff as a knife and axe, and were as soft as the warm brocade quilt on the body, revealing a warm fragrance.

Yuehua stretched out her hand and traced it along the bridge of his straight nose with her fingertips, lingering on her lips for a long time, and then slid down his inky hair.

The hair of the two was swaying and intertwining on the pillow, like seaweed rippling in the waves, and at a glance, it was impossible to distinguish between them. If you look closely, it seems that Mo Guhan's hair is slightly thicker, harder, and shinier, not as soft as Yuehua.

Yuehua picked up one of his wisps with her fingertips, and together with her own, it was divided into three strands, and flew on her fingertips. The hair swept slightly across Mo Guhan's cheeks, a little itchy.

The slender fingers were caught, pressed into the quilt, and pressed against his heart: "What do you want?" ”

His fingers kept stopping, drawing circles on his heart: "I suddenly remembered a sentence." ”

His eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes: "What words?" ”

"Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love."

The big palm wandered away and hugged her slender waist very tightly: "On the night of the wedding, I owe you a hair gift." ”

Yuehua pursed her lips and smiled very gently: "It's just a false courtesy." ”

"Yes, whether you have done the hair ceremony or not, you are the only wife of my Mo Guhan in this life. I owe you a false courtesy, and I may not be able to make up for it, but I can promise you affection. ”

Yuehua was silent. The heart of the emperor, the needle under the sea, unfathomable, when the love is strong, the sea vows and the alliance, who knows when he will suddenly get bored?

"You don't believe me, do you?"

Yuehua shook her head gently: "The concubine body just doesn't believe in herself. ”

"Hehe" Mo Guhan smiled lowly: "I know that I have wronged you before, so you are afraid of me." ”

Yuehua's naughty fingertips didn't move, and she felt Mo Gu's cold and warm snort spraying on her neck, a little itchy, just like the catkins that drifted in the wind in March drilled into the collar and stirred her skin.

She really wanted to ask, why did he suddenly change his mind? Is it because of his sacrifice that night that he finally touched this stubborn stone?

Mo Guhan raised his head, his eyes were shining, like a pool of moonlight, shining with mercury.

"I saw Lan Cairen yesterday, or rather, she was waiting for me."

"Huh?" Yuehua was a little surprised, Lan Cai had a weak human nature, and he would never take the initiative to flatter Mo Guhan, how could he take the initiative to find him?

"She and I sat down and talked a lot."

"Oh." The moon is extremely low.

"It's all about you."

"Huh?"

"Yes, she told me a lot about you, and she said that you are kind to her, so she doesn't want to see you depressed, and she wants to say something on your behalf and explain it to me."

Yuehua felt a warm feeling in her heart, but she didn't expect Lan Cairen to carry her back and go to Mo Guhan to speak for herself. She has always been by Mo Guhan's side, so she understands his temperament, knows how to carefully avoid his taboos, and how to say words that touch his heart.

It is precisely because Lan Cai is simple and pure in nature, and has never been greedy in front of Mo Guhan, so Mo Guhan trusts her and believes in what she says.

"I did have stubborn prejudices against you before, even suspicious, and tried many times, without considering your feelings......"

Yuehua raised her hand, covered his lips, and shook her head solemnly: "The concubine understands and knows the emperor's difficulties." On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, it was indeed the concubine who was too sensitive, cranky, and misunderstood the emperor. ”

Mo Guhan smiled: "Actually, you know what? Yuehua, I kept Lan Cairen by my side because of you. ”

Yuehua's face was full of surprise: "Because of me? ”

"Well," Mo Guhan nodded, his eyes were so thick that he couldn't dissolve the tenderness: "The first time I noticed her, it was because of the yarn she braided, it was a rabbit with flower clothes, vivid, like the rabbit you gave to me."

I was so ecstatic that I thought it was you, and I couldn't wait to meet her in person. In addition to being disappointed, I felt that a girl as ingenious as you must be very kind, so I stayed by my side. ”

Yuehua pretended to be angry and snorted: "When the emperor saw Yuehua for the first time, he was so ruthless that Yuehua couldn't get out of bed for two or three days. ”

Mo Guhan smiled lowly: "My intestines are all repentant, and you still have to mention it." A few years ago, you looked like a bun, carved in powder, where did you think that the eighteen changes of the female college would be such a bearing? Otherwise, that time in the Lanling Realm, I would not have recklessly made such a heavy hand. ”

Yuehua twisted her waist uncomfortably: "How do you say how to punish it?" ”

Mo Guhan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "How about I be so tired that I can't get out of bed for a few days?" ”

"You!" Yuehua didn't expect Mo Guhan, who was as cold and hard as an iceberg, to say such a meaty thing, and turned around angrily: "Don't think about it." ”

The ends of the two of them were still tied together, and as soon as she twisted her face, she felt a little pain, and couldn't help but snort softly, which made Mo Guhan chuckle.

"Since her hair is knotted, she rarely goes anywhere except for her Qingqiu Palace.

Lan Cairen's residence is adjacent to Jun Shuyuan's original palace, saying that it is a palace, but in fact it is just an independent courtyard, and there is an elderly grandmother in her palace, two palace people, and a rough eunuch, which is extremely cold.

When Yuehua stepped into the courtyard, she was a little annoyed with herself, Ping Suli didn't care enough about Lan Cairen, and she didn't expect that an unfavored palace person in this Forbidden City would be troubled and deducted by those powerful minions, and life was extremely hard.

There wasn't even a slave guarding the door, so I didn't know where to run away. Yuehua went straight into the inner dormitory, and it was just a charcoal basin, which was not warm, only a little more warm than the outside.

The older grandmother was pulling the curtain out of the back room, carrying a basin of water around her waist, raising her eyes to see that it was Yuehua, she was taken aback, lost the basin in her hand, turned over and fell to the ground, a little trembling: "The old slave sees the queen's mother, the mother is a thousand years old." ”

There was the sound of tables and chairs moving in the room, although it was small, Yuehua still heard it clearly.

"Is your master in the house?" She asked kindly.

Mama should be: "Yu Niangniang, the master is resting." ”

Yuehua raised her legs and was about to go in, but Mama suddenly shouted: "Queen Mother! ”

Yuehua looked back in surprise: "What's wrong?" ”

Mama spoke a little slurred: "It's better not to go in." ”

Yuehua turned her head this time, and felt that there was a smell of blood lingering on the end of her nose, and she was shocked, and looked down to see that there was half a basin of water in the copper basin left by the grandmother's hand, faintly bloody.

"Blood? What's wrong with your master? Yuehua was shocked, and without saying anything, she lifted the curtain and entered the back room, and shouted in a lost voice: "Huaien! ”

His voice was anxious, and he hurriedly walked around, and when he saw the curtain on the bed hanging low, he slowly stretched out a white hand.

"The Queen."

Mama followed up in a panic: "Niangniang, there is filth in the house." ”

Yuehua had already taken two steps forward, pulled open the bed tent, and saw Lan Cairen lying flat in the tent, with a pale little face, and smiled bitterly at her: "Please forgive Lan Ting for being rude and failing to meet Niangniang." ”

Yuehua was anxious in her heart, and said urgently: "What's the matter?" Where is the discomfort? No one came up to me to say anything. ”

Lan Cairen smiled hard, still frowning slightly, and waved his hand vigorously, signaling Mama to go down.

Mama glanced at her uncomfortably and bowed out.

"They all say that if you care, you will be chaotic, and this is true." Lan Cairen joked to himself, but he couldn't help coughing lightly.

Yuehua was at a loss: "What's the matter, why is it still bleeding?" You mean, do you want to kill someone in a hurry? ”

Lan Cairen took Yuehua's hand and twisted it a little: "The maid just came to the decanter water, and Mama Shicai just helped me clean it up, and I felt filthy, so I didn't let Niangniang come in." ”

Yuehua was a little embarrassed when she heard this, but she was angry and funny: "Looking at your face, I am scared." ”

Lan Cairen became more and more embarrassed: "The servant is cold, every time he first comes to the menstrual period, he dies of pain and comes back to life, just raise it for two days." ”

"Then why don't you find an imperial doctor to come over and recuperate for Haosheng?" Yuehua blamed: "Do you endure the sin like this?" ”

Lan Cairen nodded: "I'm taking medicine, it's just the root of the old disease, how can it be recuperated in a moment and a half?" Don't worry. ”