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"I know...... Uh......"

She actually wanted to say, "I know you have three eyes. But before she could say the rest of the sentence, she was pushed back by a wine burp, so that someone who was holding her would be mistaken.

Liu Mo lowered his head, and his hot lips swept over her ear, which was also not too warm: "Then have you ever thought about how to bear the consequences?"

Hua Yueman frowned: "The consequences? What are the consequences?"

Her bright eyes are clear and clear, as bright as stars, even if she is drunk and hazy at this time, she can't hide the spiritual charm that is about to overflow.

Liu Mo laughed lightly, the strange heat in his lower abdomen made him not want to endure it anymore, he reached out and lifted her chin, and his voice became more and more hoarse: "It doesn't matter what the consequences are, even if you can't afford it, what if I help you stand up?"

He slowly lowered his eyes and kissed her lips, not allowing her to flinch or resist, forcibly pried open her teeth and wrapped them around the tip of her tongue.

In fact, even if he wasn't so forced, she wouldn't refuse, she was so drunk at the moment that she didn't even know what time it was, and how could she know what kind of situation she was?

His kiss was hot and long, and he let go of her lips as her cheeks flushed from breathlessness, but instead of retreating, he buried his cheeks in the socket of her neck, gently gnawing at her slender neck.

He groped his hand from the back of her waist to the front, and his long nimble fingers were about to untie her belt, but he heard her in his arms whisper something.

In an instant, the high-temperature breath that had just condensed in the air froze to zero o'clock, Liu Mo's tall body suddenly froze, and all lust subsided at this moment.

Hua Yueman, whose collar was slightly open, didn't know what was going on, her eyelashes trembled lightly with her eyes closed, and she couldn't stand his already cold breath blowing on her neck, and hummed uncomfortably: "Si Muran, don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while......"

Liu Mo looked at this woman leaning on his arms, letting him do whatever he wanted, but shouting other people's names again and again, obviously murderous, and his arms were bruised, but in a pair of eyes that had just faded from lust, all thoughts of pain were lost.

He is angry, angry, and angry, but he is even more helpless, stunned, and regretful......

He took advantage of her, threatened her, intimidated her, and disregarded her life and death, pushing her into the trap again and again, and then condescendingly watching her left and right, dying and dying.

It was he who crushed her trust and dependence on him with his own hands......

At this moment, he looked at her as if he had been broken by a porcelain doll, he wanted to put together the pieces scattered on the ground, but he couldn't find any shortcuts, let alone a better way, so he could only let these sharp shards pierce his flesh, and he couldn't hurt more.

Looking down at her who was already sleeping peacefully in her arms, Liu Mo smiled and hung her lips bitterly: "The flower moon is full, what should I do with you......"

The flower moon was full in her sleep, and she felt that someone was calling her softly, she wanted to open her eyes to see who was calling her name so helplessly and dotingly, but her eyelids seemed to be glued, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them for half a minute.

The head seemed to explode in pain, and countless fragments poured into her brain for a while, stimulating her fragile nerves, and as these fragments that made her strange and familiar finally merged into a memory, she found that she really remembered something, and the bits and pieces that she had forgotten in the back of her mind.

She wasn't called Hua Yueman before, she didn't have a name, she grew up with her mother in a mountain village, and the children in the village called her "wild child" because she didn't have a father.

She didn't feel uncomfortable with the exclusion of her children and the rolls of the eyes of the people in the village, or rather, she was used to it, because even her mother had not smiled at her for as long as she could remember.

Her mother was a very tactful woman, pretty and beautiful, dignified and elegant, and even though she wore coarse linen all day long, it was enough to make all the men in the village covet.

However, her mother never looked at the men, and completely ignored the mountain women who deliberately gossiped in front of her house all day long, and only locked herself and her in a dilapidated house, forced her to read and write, read those obscure books on the art of war, or punched and kicked her in anger.

Once, she couldn't bear it, and detained a cart of feces at the house of the mountain woman who always came to pick her mother's right and wrong, and the mountain woman was disgusted and howled and vomited, but she did not have the time to watch the results of her victory, because at this time, she was beaten by her mother with a rattan stick, and she was no better than the mountain woman.

Her mother whipped the rattan on her body and cried uncontrollably: "If you really become a wild child in the mountain village, then we really can't go back......

At that time, she really couldn't understand what her mother said, but that didn't mean she would never understand, and five years later, when she saw her biological father for the first time, she finally understood what her mother said.

It was a cold winter, and she and her mother stepped on the white snow and walked into the Yaolan Dasima Mansion for the first time, the whole mansion was huge and gorgeous, cold and impersonal.

His father stood majestically in the courtyard, looking at her and her mother's poor and sour faces, and although his eyes were full of disgust, he slowly came towards them.

"How did you unravel the Heavenly Formation?" he stiffened his hand and touched her head, and on his proud face, he didn't even want to smile.

How ridiculous, the father who hasn't seen him for ten years, the first thing he said was not to ask his daughter how she was doing, but to be fed and clothed, but to arrange the art of war.

Her mother was shy and smiling and almost like her father: "This child was born with the master, if there is no inheritance of the master, how can she have such extraordinary talent?"

Her father nodded in satisfaction, and finally rewarded her mother with a blunt determination: "I have suffered you before, since you have come back, stay here, and you will take her to live in the small courtyard on the east side in the future." ”

Her mother was full of joy, but at this moment, her world finally fell apart.

Her mother is just a maid who used to follow the eldest lady in the big Sima mansion, she has no power, no power and no background, and after being discovered by the eldest lady, she will naturally be eliminated from the mansion.

Her mother, who lived in a mountain village with her in her arms, but who wanted to return to his father all day long, lived a carefree and decent life, so she, a cowardly mother, put all her hopes on her.

The reason why I asked Mr. Yu to let her read and write was to let her see the art of war, and the reason why she was asked to read the art of war was for the annual art of war bounty map.

In their Yaolan, every year the emperor will come up with some difficult art of war formation diagrams, with the officials from one level to the next, whether it is the people or the officials, as long as they unravel it, they will be rewarded.

Her mother succeeded, and she succeeded in deciphering the mystery of the Heavenly Collapse, and bribed the local officials with all the rewards she received, and finally spread the news to the ears of the Great Sima.

And then there is her current recognition of her ancestors and return to her ancestors......

After learning about her mother's use, her father's indifference, and seeing through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, she finally understood what her mother said when she smoked her rattan.

Her father gave her a name very appropriately, the flower moon is full, and the flower moon is full and people are reunited.

What a nice name, what a ridiculous name!

Her mother was still being bullied by several ladies in the house, and she was always her kind mother's punching bag, in order to satisfy her mother's reasons and excuses to see her father.

She was scarred every day but never fought back, she let her mother vent to her again and again, and used her to meet her father again and again, so that she could solve those military problems for her father, while her mother tried her best to get close to her father on the side.

In fact, she can't talk about sadness and hatred, after all, her mother gave her life and raised her, and she is used to this kind of life.

It's just that what she didn't expect was that just when she thought that her life was just like this, she met him-Si Muran, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was served as a treasure in Yaolan Kingdom.

......

The candlelight is faint, the shadows are sufficient, and outside the window of Tianxianglou, the lights of thousands of homes have already been lit, embellished with lonely nights.

Just when Hua Yueman was immersed in the sadness and aftertaste of the past, Liu Mo just looked at her quietly, I don't know how long it took, he finally sighed, carefully arranged her long messy hair, and gently pulled her collar.

After he made sure that there was nothing wrong with her, he took her in his arms and walked out of the private room.

Fu Lu, who had been waiting outside the door, didn't know what was going on inside, and when he saw the prince come out, his face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly followed behind and hurried down the stairs.

There are a lot of diners in the hall on the first floor, most of them are either rich or expensive, or they are officials in the court, seeing Liu Mo walking down, the officials put down the chopsticks in their hands one after another, and got up to greet them because they wanted to say hello, but before they could open their mouths, they were cold and shivered.

These officials wondered one after another, it was obviously a dog day outside, but how could the cool air just now look like a cold wind blowing in the past three or nine days?

Before they could come back to their senses, Liu Mo had already gotten into the carriage with Hua Yue in his arms, Fu Lu jumped into the carriage with his hands and feet, and drove the carriage slowly with the coachman.

The collectively bewildered officials hurriedly knelt on the ground, drooped their cheeks respectfully, and silently sent the carriage away.

In the carriage driving in the moonlight, Liu Mo let Hua Yueman sleep more comfortably, so that she lay on her side on the soft couch and rested her head on his legs.

He sat by the window, stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed her still hot cheeks, his eyes glazed and his voice was like a curse.

"Hua Yueman, I tolerate you turning a blind eye to my overtures, forgive you for shouting other men's names in my arms, you can think that all my sincerity is against your ill intentions, and you can also unscrupulously guess me again and again, doubt me. ”

"I will pay for my own sins, no matter how far or how long, I can bear it, and as long as you are by my side, I will continue to pay it until you fall in love with me. ”

The moonlight outside the window was overwhelming, but his face was full of loneliness.

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