readx;? As soon as it was dawn in the morning, Liu Mo brought Hua Yueman into the palace late at night, and it spread throughout the entire Yaolan Palace. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before the hour, Emperor Yaolan, who had just left the court, arrived at Yatang Palace surrounded by everyone.

To tell the truth, if you say that who doesn't want to see Liu Mo the most now, it really has to be Emperor Yaolan, he treated Liu Mo like that back then, and now Liu Mo is relying on praying for the comeback of the East Mountain, and he was originally condescending but he wants to send people under the fence, this kind of taste, who is not uncomfortable?

It's just that since Liu Mo has already come, he can't sit idly by, after all, the current relationship between Yaolan and Qitian is like walking on thin ice, if he offends Liu Mo again, then the consequences are very obvious.

"The emperor has arrived—"

With a shout, all the palace people inside and outside the Yatang Palace knelt on the ground, except for Liu Mo, who was leaning on the edge of the bed, looking at the sleeping flower moon on the bed, which was unheard of.

Emperor Yao Lan left everyone else outside the door, and walked into the inner room by himself, the strong smell of medicine made him twist his thick eyebrows before he could speak.

He took a few steps forward, glanced at Hua Yueman, who had been treated by the imperial doctor, and saw that she was breathing steadily, so he directly withdrew his gaze and turned to Liu Mo on the other side.

"I have long heard that Prince Qitian Mo accompanied the Taiping County Lord back to save his relatives, and the widow has always wanted to go to the Great Sima Mansion to discuss with Prince Mo, and he has not been able to get away from the busy government and politics. ”

Liu Mo looked at Hua Yueman's gaze unchanged, moved his lips, and did not smile: "Emperor Yaolan is polite." ”

In a word, he blocked Emperor Yaolan's mouth, no matter how he said it, he was also an emperor, and now that he could come in person, it was already enough to give Liu Mo enough face, but Liu Mo didn't even mean to be polite, how could he talk to himself?

The embarrassing atmosphere was about to erupt, he waited for a long time, and saw that Liu Mo really didn't speak anymore, and he didn't intend to give him any steps at all, so he had to endure the discomfort in his heart and laugh again.

"In the scorching summer, skin injuries are the most difficult to heal, and the widow has just gotten the blood-activating and stasis ointment, which is made of Tianshan Snow Lotus, if the prince does not dislike it......"

What he said was completely polite without words, Liu Mo didn't give him steps, he couldn't stand here in embarrassment, but before he could finish speaking, Liu Mo had already stood up.

"It's better for me to take a trip with Emperor Yaolan. He smiled modestly and gentlemanly, and did not feel at all shameful to take advantage of the fire.

Emperor Yaolan was stunned for a moment, and smiled wryly: "It's okay for the widow to send someone to fetch it, why bother the prince to go silently." ”

Liu Mo smiled as he should: "I'm sorry, I don't trust anyone here." ”

Emperor Yaolan's old face was beaten, and even the folds on his face were flattened, but Liu Mo didn't care at all, and under the gaze of Emperor Yaolan, who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, he had already stepped out of the threshold leisurely.

Emperor Yaolan pondered on the spot for a while, then straightened his waist and walked out majestically.

The palace people of Yatang Palace saw Liu Mo walking in front, and their emperor walking behind, although they didn't dare to squeak, they all knelt on the ground, and raised their eyes from time to time to secretly look at Liu Mo.

This man who was once left as a proton in order to please Yaolan is now stepping on Yaolan infinitely, and the name Liu Mo seems to have become a curiosity for everyone in the palace.

In fact, it's no wonder that they all want to take a sneak look, because even when Liu Mo was still here as a proton before, there were very few people who had seen him, first, Liu Mo didn't like to go out, and second, Emperor Yaolan ordered to ban his personal freedom from the day Liu Mo entered the palace as a proton.

When Si Muran came back from the Tai Hospital, he happened to see Liu Mo and Emperor Yao Lan walking out of the courtyard one after the other.

However, he didn't get out of the carriage immediately, but waited for Liu Mo to get into Emperor Yaolan's carriage, and saw the carriage leave far away, before pushing the car door and walking down.

He walked all the way into the back room, and while sending all the palace people in the room to retreat, he slowly turned around and stood on the edge of his bed.

Silently looking at the person lying on his bed at this moment, he was sad and helpless.

Once upon a time, she also lay on his bed like this to play and play, and when it was time to leave the palace, she still rolled on his bed with a dead face and refused to leave.

He never understood why she liked to occupy his bed alone, and he had asked her curiously, but she only had a touch of cunning that people loved and hated, but she did not smile.

Later, when he didn't have time to take care of this answer, she finally wrote to him to tell him that the reason why she liked to rely on his bed was because the bed was full of his smell, and whenever she lay on that bed, she would feel that she was by his side.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was in, looking at the words she had written on the letter over and over again, and letting his bitter tears blur the entire letter paper.

Overjoyed?

Because he finally knows the answer he didn't know all along.

Is it grief-stricken?

Because at that time, she was thousands of miles away, and she had already put on a phoenix crown and became a bride who was about to marry someone else.

And he, without resistance, was trapped in Qitian, waiting for her only salvation at the cost of marriage.

Maybe the world is so imperfect that you have to lose something if you want to gain something......

Hua Yueman's conscious first reaction was to frown.

Titsama's pain......

It was as if he had been kicked off by a carriage, his limbs were sore, his back was tingling, and his throat was so dry that he could breathe fire when he touched his mouth.

"Water...... Liu Mo, I want to drink water......" she murmured softly, completely out of instinct.

Si Muran, who was standing on the edge of the bed, was stunned, and when he finally understood what she said, he smiled bitterly, turned around and picked up the teacup on the table, and gently placed it on her lips.

Hua Yueman gulped in a daze, like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for several days and nights, and once he found the oasis, he desperately sucked in the sweet rain and dew.

Slowly, as the dryness of her throat was relieved, her chaotic brain gradually cleared up, and suddenly, as if she sensed something, she bounced up from the bed.

Damn, she's really crazy, Liu Mo just pretended to be kind to her for a few days, and she really used him as a donkey?

It's just a death without discussion!

Si Muran didn't expect that she, who was lying on the bed well, would suddenly sit up, so that he, who didn't react at all, had no time to stop it.

Hua Yueman was bent on not messing with Liu Mo, but she forgot that she was now covered in injuries, she had experienced a night of pain and torture, her body was weak and weak, where could she withstand such a violent action?

As soon as she sat up, she only felt dizzy in front of her, and she wanted to lie back on the bed, but she touched the wounds on her back, and she bounced up again, swaying left and right on the bed for a while, and finally slowly leaned against the wall behind her, found a relatively painless position, and sat up.

Si Muran's warm cheeks were a little stunned, looking at her who had been tossing back and forth on the bed for a while, she finally stopped, and her eyes with a smile were dyed with a thick layer of distress.

"Uncle Liu Mo, Uncle Liu Mo, I was wrong, I was confused for a while, confused for a while, and funny for a while, I definitely didn't want to use you as a donkey......"

Hua Yueman raised her cheeks as she spoke, and when her eyes with a deliberately flattering smile touched Si Muran's jade-like cheeks, the whole person was stunned as if she had been struck by thunder.

Was she hysterical? Otherwise, how could she see Si Muran standing at the head of her bed? Or was she hallucinating? Seeing other people as Si Muran?

"The ......," she asked, tactfully and cautiously, with a wink, "are you......?" Who?"

In fact, she wanted to ask you if you were Si Muran, but after thinking about it carefully, if the person standing in front of her at this moment was Liu Mo, wouldn't she find a coffin for herself?

Si Muran looked at her obviously wanting to get an answer, but she was cautious and tactful to ask for verification, and her heart hurt again, thinking about it, she must have suffered a lot by Liu Mo's side, so that she was so arrogant that she was as sensitive as a rabbit.

Sighing, he slowly walked towards her, slowly sat down beside her, and called out her name in a soft voice: "Aman......"

Just this sound successfully stopped all the speculation of Hua Yueman, because she knew that there was only one person who could call her name so helplessly and pityingly, doting and loving.

Looking up at the familiar face again, all the memories flooded out, and she was a little unbearable gasp.

"But does your body hurt again?" Si Muran leaned forward a little worriedly, wanting to reach out to check the injuries on her body, wanting to know where she was hurting again.

"No ......" Hua Yueman subconsciously rubbed her body back, avoiding his touch.

Si Muran's outstretched fingers paused in mid-air, looking at her distant and deliberately evasive appearance, she was stunned for a long time before she lowered her arm with a wry smile.

She blamed him, blamed him, and hated him, so much so that now she avoids him like a snake and scorpion.

"Aman, I know you'll remember eventually, I don't ask you to forgive me anything, I just ask you to take care of yourself. ”

The bitterness at the corners of his lips tugged at her heart.

Hua Yueman bit her lip and shook her head slightly: "Since Emperor Yaolan has decided to let me forget everything and willingly marry to pray for heaven, even if you know it, how can you stop it?" Si Muran, in fact, I should thank you, your concealment has indeed made me spend a relaxing time. ”

Si Muran looked at her in disbelief, as if something re-condensed in his eyes: "Aman, you ......"

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