Chapter 106: The Belief of Painting the Ground as a Prison

readx;? The sore limbs and scorching breathing made Liu Mo's long eyebrows frown in the coma, but Rao's hot body on the outside and cold on the inside made him hot and cold, but he pursed his lips tightly and didn't let out a little hum. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't know if he would be able to endure this difficult minute and second in the end, but he knew very well that he would never let others see him so weak.

His father was extremely good at speculation, and if he learned that he was sick and bedridden in captivity, he would be disappointed in his indifference, if not guessing that he was pretending to be pitiful and begging for sympathy.

His fifth brother is now eyeing him, and once he gets the news that he is sick, it is not difficult for him to imagine whether his half-brother will make a trick against him and be ruthless.

How ridiculous?

When he was at his weakest, all he had to guard against were his closest relatives who were related by blood.

There were already many people who were looking forward to his death, and now she was added......

In fact, he has always known that this woman who has always been by his side and pretends to be obedient hates him, hates his cruelty, hates his ruthlessness, and hates that he always makes her do those things that she can't help herself.

She called him the crown prince, called her own concubine, she always held up a bright smile in front of her, but her eyes with clear love and hatred were full of defense against him.

He didn't think he cared much about her, she was at best a puppet with a purpose of revenge for him.

But he didn't expect that he would see the birthmark on her body, and he didn't expect that when he heard that Si Muran also pleaded with the emperor on her behalf, he was so uncomfortable.

He doubted and resisted, he hated his wandering feeling, and he never believed in the one in ten thousand possibility, so he was going to destroy her......

He designed Liu Xi to be imprisoned as a matter of course, and when he calculated that the emperor would poison her, he made her unconscious in advance, and deliberately sent someone to report to Si Muran and asked Si Muran to save her.

The reason why he planned and planned every step of the way, and the reason why he gave her a glimmer of hope to survive was because he wanted her to die in the struggle, and after failing miserably in this deceit, she would disappear forever and be left without bones.

He was accustomed to licking his wounds alone, to bearing the pain by himself, and even more accustomed to sleeping alone in every silent night.

So he doesn't need her company, and he doesn't care about her feelings, there are thousands of people who can deal with the queen, even if she dies, he will find someone more suitable than her to sit in the position of the crown princess.

He didn't believe she could get away with it, and he wanted her to die, cleanly, and neatly.

Yes, he wanted her dead......

Suddenly, Liu Mo opened his eyes, and the originally dark night had already turned the white of dawn, and the light was projected into the room through the window paper, indicating that it was another day.

His cheeks itched for a while, and he subconsciously raised his hand from the brocade quilt, wanting to tickle, but he didn't want to touch a soft little hand.

His eyes froze, he grabbed the little hand that was unconsciously mischievous on his cheek, and looked to the side of the little hand, only to see that the woman in the dream in which he blindly wanted to take her life was lying on the edge of the bed and sleeping soundly.

Her curly eyelashes fluttered from time to time, her fair cheeks hung with suspicious red marks, and her pink lips pursed slightly. As if sensing his movements, her soft body tensed instantly, pulled out the hand he was holding, groped for his forehead, touched it carefully, and rubbed his cheek for a long pause before breathing a sigh of relief.

"It's good that the fever is gone. She murmured unconsciously, her eyes closed the whole time, as if everything she had just done was instinctive.

Liu Mo looked at everything in a daze, and in an instant, all the copper walls he had cast before collapsed.

It was so obvious that he was going to kill her, but she had taken care of him all night, and the warmth was strange and familiar at the same time.

Liu Mo sat up with his body propped up, looked at her quietly with lowered eyes, his slender fingers caressed her cheeks with red marks, his slender eyes were exquisite, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he laughed lightly.

"Who are you? If you are not the real Flower Moon Man, why does Si Muran want to save you desperately? If you are really the girl who saved me back then, why did you no longer mention the reluctant invitation that you didn't have time to say back then?"

Under his caressing, Hua Yueman slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw his greasy gentleness that had time to fade, she trembled in horror.

The 10,000-year-old iron tree has bloomed?

As if thinking of something, she suddenly got up and stroked his smooth forehead, the fever had subsided, and she withdrew her hand in a daze.

Liu Mo rarely had a good temper, he didn't scold, he didn't sink his face, he just looked at her softly.

But the more he did this, the more frightened she became, and she glanced at his unintended smile again, and slowly raised a finger in front of his eyes.

"How much is this?" Is it stupid?

The smile on Liu Mo's face disappeared without a trace, and his voice was deep: "The flower moon is full, and your means of death are really endless." ”

All right......

Hua Yueman scratched her head, and it was only her hallucination just now.

"Since your fever has subsided, the favor I owe you will be repaid, and I won't bother you if you rest, Prince. She said, turning and walking out.

"Kindness?" Liu Mo frowned slightly.

Hua Yueman stopped a little impatiently, "I have returned all the gifts you gave me in the prison, walk on both sides of the road from here, you are you, I am me, if I can survive this time, the prince remembers to send me the antidote on time every month, because that is the reward I deserve." ”

"Of course, if the prince still has a place to use me, please remember to prepare the reward in advance. She pointed to the red marks on her face again, "Although I was so tired that I lost a little money this night, I admit it, it's all because my hands are itchy and I smack my own mouth." ”

Liu Mo didn't expect that the red marks on her face were her own masterpieces.

Hua Yueman didn't want to continue to ink with him, she came back in a hurry yesterday, and didn't tell Si Muran, not that she forgot, but that she was afraid that when she saw him, she wouldn't have the courage to come back.

I don't know if he's still there?I guess I'm going back a long time ago......

Thinking so, when she turned around, her eyes involuntarily glanced out the window, and her steps couldn't help but speed up.

Liu Mo noticed her small movements, all his calm and leisure disappeared at this moment, his eyes sank, and his voice was darkened: "The flower moon is full, I have a way to let you escape from death." ”

Hua Yueman was stunned for a moment, couldn't believe his ears, looked directly into his eyes for a while, and smiled: "Don't bother the prince, I can handle it myself." The words fell, and then stepped out of the threshold without hesitation.

How ridiculous?

He obviously really changed his mind and wanted to help her, but she didn't dare, didn't want to, and didn't believe him anymore......

Liu Mo stared at her thin but stubborn figure and finally disappeared at the door, hooking her lips and smiling, her handsome cheeks resolute and evil.

"Since you have overthrown the iron wall I have built with your own hands, then no matter who you really are, whether you want it or not, I will draw the ground as a prison and imprison you for the rest of your life. ”

Since he can no longer kill her, he simply stays by his side and entangles him for the rest of his life.

Even if she had lost faith in him......

Even if she no longer trusts him......

The morning mist like light smoke shrouded the entire Muhua Palace, and the ethereal looming.

On the treetops, Si Muran stood quietly facing Muhua Palace, with dew drops on his waist, sleeping in the wind and rain all night.

He clutched the trunk of the tree beside him with one hand, and the bright red blood was visible at first glance, but he didn't move as if he didn't notice the pain at all.

Hua Yueman walked under the tree, looking at him as if he had been frozen here all night, and his heart seemed to be hit by a hammer, suffocating and uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry......" She was wrong, she should have come to tell him last night, she shouldn't have let him get a night of wind and dew for the sake of her own little care.

Si Muran's straight figure paused, and her toes landed lightly in front of her, and when she turned around, she didn't see half a point of blame, and smiled faintly: "Your affairs have been handled?

This kind of him made her blame herself even more, and even her nose was sour: "Si Muran, you can scold me, I'm sorry, I'm selfish, I should let you go back first." ”

Si Muran sighed: "You didn't do anything wrong, why should I scold you? Even if you let me go back first, I will wait for you here." ”

Hua Yueman was slightly stunned, when was he so good to himself?

Si Muran evoked a warm smile again, stepped forward and picked her up, got up and flew out of the palace wall of Muhua Palace.

He lowered his eyes to look at her with a pair of dark circles, and his voice was soft: "Go back and sleep well, I will help you find a way to do your business." ”

"No, I don't. Hua Yueman shook her head, very firm, "I can handle my own affairs." ”

He had already done so much for her, and she didn't want to drag him down anymore, let alone bother him.

"You can't trust me?" Si Muran's eyes were filled with helplessness, and they disappeared in a flash.

Hua Yueman really didn't want to involve him anymore, but he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only learn from his words and ask, "You can't trust me?"

Si Muran was gagged by her, looking at her sparkling eyes, she was very helpless, but the corners of her lips swayed a warm smile: "Since you don't want me to help, I won't help." ”

He tiptoed through the huge courtyard of Weiyang Palace, jumped into her room with her in his arms, and finally put her on the bed smoothly.

"But don't be embarrassed, don't be too pushy, if you really can't handle it, let me know, and I'll be here until you're safe. ”

Hua Yueman's heart rippled in circles, she wanted to hug him and feel his temperature, but she couldn't, she could only force herself to stand still.

"I see. ”

He was someone else's man after all, and although she liked him, she never thought of snatching him away, and the more he treated her, the more she had to respect him, and this was now the only thing she could give him in return.

She would rather smile and bless him with the woman who really belongs to him, rather than possess him and let him betray his love and become the object of scolding and accusation.

It's not that she doesn't understand selfishness, but she's too selfish, so selfish that she just wants to look at him and smile.

This book was first published from, the first time to see the genuine content!