Mu Yirou took the initiative to lean up, put her arms around his waist, and gently leaned against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. [No pop-ups. 【#】Slowly feeling the heat on Huo Chen's body, she raised her head and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Qing'er." Huo Chen's voice murmured, and his breathing was rapid and hot.

Mu Yirou was in tears in her heart, her heart was like a knife at this time, but she was willing to be a stand-in, who made her fall in love with this man.

She kissed more and more intensely, mixed with her own love, as if this would let Huo Chen know that she loved him.

But feelings are never fair.

Huo Chen was confused, he picked up Mu Yirou horizontally and walked to the bed.

Mu Yirou felt that her heart was about to jump out, how long had the two not had sex together? Even if Mu Wanqing entered the palace at that time, Huo Chen never touched her, although she was only drunk and confused, but she was also satisfied.

Her jet-black silk spilled on the pillow, and she became more active, making him feel happy.

She used to laugh at her mother, but she wasn't the same? I can't keep the people I love.

"Lord Wang, did you hear that? Even the sound of my heartbeat says I love you. Mu Yirou muttered softly, touching the strong muscles in his chest, and she felt very satisfied that he was by her side at the moment.

The temperature seems to be slowly rising in the spring light of the room.

The sky in the east gradually brightened, and the morning light had a soft shade of light blue, with a dampness of dew.

The water lanterns in the small pond have long since been extinguished, and there is a pitiful smell of abandonment on the surface of the water.

The light veil in the hibiscus pavilion fluttered slightly, but it was difficult to stop the spring breeze with a hint of chill.

Mu Wanqing was still sitting in the Hibiscus Pavilion, her face was pale, without a trace of blood, and the faint dark green under her eyes could see that she had not slept all night.

She seemed to sit like this for a long time, and she didn't move.

"It's dawn." A ray of sunlight came in, and she woke up like a dream.

There was a moment of footsteps that she hadn't expected.

"Princess?" Gui Xin hurriedly walked into the Furong Pavilion, looked at the dishes on the stone table, and had already reacted, "Did you just get up?" ”

Mu Wanqing raised her eyes slightly, her eyelashes like butterfly wings, and the heavy marks cast on her face, she chuckled: "Why are you here?" ”

"The old slave is here to serve the prince and wash up." Gui Xin looked inside the room, wouldn't the two of them be quarreling?

"He Mu Yirou is there, you go over there and serve him." Mu Wanqing's voice did not have a trace of emotion, and the expression on her face was also faint.

Gui Xin was stunned, she couldn't imagine that Huo Chen was actually Mu Yirou's side, didn't Mu Wanqing wait all night?

"Princess, in fact, the prince has been waiting for you for a long time." Gui Xin sighed, "Last night, someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion said that you won't go back to the palace, but the prince still wants to celebrate with you, carefully arrange everything, and wait for you to come back, who knows if it's still too late." ”

"I see." Mu Wanqing's face was as usual, and she wanted to stand up, but her legs had been sitting for a long time, and she was already numb, she stumbled and almost fell.

"Princess!" Gui Xin was taken aback, and quickly supported Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath and calmed down her mood and tricks, this matter was her negligence, she was to blame, she couldn't lose her temper, and she couldn't complain.

She wanted to wave Gui Xin's hand away, but Gui Xin didn't let go: "Let the old slave help you in." ”

Mu Wanqing didn't refuse, so she asked Gui Xin to help her back to the bedroom, her feet had recovered, she went to the wardrobe and took out a set of clothes to change behind the screen, and when she came out, Gui Xin had already brought a basin of washing water in.

Her heart warmed slightly, and she was so overwhelmed by the recent events that she washed her face quickly, and Gui Xin helped her comb her hair.

"Princess, the old slave has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not." Gui Xin wanted to speak and stopped, but hesitated for a long time without speaking.

Mu Wanqing looked at her stunning beauty in the bronze mirror, but there was no trace of aura, like a dead person, she moved her lips: "You say." ”

"Jealousy, for its troubles." Gui Xin said slowly, "The princess must remember not to be jealous, otherwise it will annoy the prince." ”

Jealousy is common to all.

In ancient times, women had no status, and their husbands were wives, so even if they were concubines, it was justified.

She read, "Jealousy? Then he smiled lightly, with a hint of self-deprecation, and said: "What do I have to be jealous of, usually the men in the family have three wives and four concubines, not to mention that he is the prince." ”

The princess is right to think so, the old slave can see that the princess has a strong temperament, and sometimes she may not accept it, but she must endure it. The old slave can see that the prince's affection for you, you don't have to worry too much. ”

"But men, sometimes what they pursue is freshness." Mu Wanqing gently touched her face and looked at her facial features carefully, "But I will be old after all, who can guarantee that he will always love me." ”

It turns out that she will also worry that a woman who puts everything on a man must have enough courage.

But she couldn't afford to lose.

"Princess, as long as you have children, you can keep your status in the palace." Gui Xin painstakingly taught her, "Many women are valued by their mothers and children. ”

Mu Wanqing was stunned, if this was the case, she really felt pitiful, and she had to use the child to keep his heart.

She instinctively resists these ideas, she is the kind of woman who is unwilling to fail, her character has the characteristics of modern women's self-improvement and strengthening, she expects beautiful love, she expects the modern kind of monogamy, expects men to be single-minded to her, but the reality will also slap herself hard.

Huo Chen is not wrong, Mu Yirou is also his side concubine.

It was she who came back late, and she couldn't blame anyone.

No matter how delicate the flowers are, there will be a day when they will wither.

If one day the man stopped loving herself, she would not feel sad.

She didn't let negativity stay in her heart, she prepared a few pairs of soothing tea, and went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Mu Qizhi and Mu Zhixu had already gone to the court, and Lu Xinmei saw her and hurriedly walked up.

"Qing'er, I couldn't see you yesterday, but I worried my mother to death." Lu Xinmei's charming face had a hint of anxiety.

Mu Wanqing looked at Lu Xinmei as if she wanted to say something, she handed over the soothing tea to her subordinates, and explained the method of decoction in detail, before going to the garden with Lu Xinmei.

"Mother, look at your anxious appearance, is something wrong?" Mu Wanqing asked.

"Something is wrong." Lu Xinmei looked around, and then came to Mu Wanqing and whispered, "It's a little strange to be close to your father, I have heard him say no less than a few times, saying that you have been fascinated by King Zhuang, and something big will happen sooner or later." ”~

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