Late at night, there is always a rumor of wind and gloom.

An Ruqing pinched her fist and pounded her sore neck, then pushed open the door, and saw Mo Nanchen sitting on the edge of the bed with clear eyes.

"Lord Wang? It's so late, why haven't you gone to rest yet? An Ruqing walked in suspiciously and closed the door casually.

Seeing her approaching, Mo Nanchen's thin lips pursed tighter, and his face was tense and scary.

Looking at this scene, An Ruqing was even more confused.

She approached Mo Nanchen, poked Mo Nanchen's cheek with her white fingers, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's wrong with you?" How is this ...... Aggrieved look? ”

An Ruqing said and thought for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that Mo Nanchen was now a grievance.

It doesn't seem that anything special has happened today, why is Mo Nanchen looking like this, isn't there something she doesn't know?

Mo Nanchen blinked pitifully, he stretched out his hand and grabbed An Ruqing's sleeve, and his voice was weak: "Qing'er......"

"What's the matter, you just told me......"

An Ruqing looked at Mo Nanchen's increasingly pitiful expression, and became even more anxious for a while, and he only shouted his name, but didn't say anything on the side.

The room was quiet, and Mo Nanchen hesitated for a long time before he made a statement.

"You also know what happened today, Mo Nanqi asked me to bring Mo Yuan to Shili Pavilion, I also did this, will you hate me because of this?"

At the end of the words, the deep voice seemed to be dyed with a little trembling, which made people feel even more distressed after listening to it.

Taking Mo Yuan to Shili Pavilion today, he did think the same as Mo Nanqi, Mo Yuan died when he died, after all, what Mo Yuan did in the past was enough to make him die thousands of times.

But what about now......

Mo Yuan lost his memory because of Qing'er, and Qing'er felt extremely guilty every time he looked at Mo Yuan, in this situation, how could he do it, and ask for his life with Mo Nanqi when Mo Yuan lost his memory.

He Mo Nanchen dared to act boldly, and never did such opportunistic things.

Mo Nanchen sighed lightly, he was not afraid that Mo Yuan would die, the only thing he was afraid of was that Qing'er had other thoughts about him, and felt that he was ruthless and made a move on an amnesiac person.

Thinking of this, the expression on Mo Nanchen's face became a little flustered, and he hurriedly reached out to hold An Ruqing's hand.

Cold sweat erupted from the broad palms, covering the jade-like arms, causing ripples.

An Ruqing was shocked, she didn't expect Mo Nanchen to be so worried.

Mo Nanchen, who has always been decisive and calm, how could she become so uneasy because of her.

An Ruqing was very distressed, and hurriedly grabbed Mo Nanchen's big hand in a cold sweat full of nervousness, and her tone was gentle: "Lord Wang, what are you thinking, how can I blame you for this matter." ”

"Lord Wang, you have to understand one thing, I love you very much, and it is none of my business whether others live or die, because I only have your existence in my eyes."

After speaking, she paused slightly, and then laughed to herself: "Lord Wang, I love you, even if you do something hurtful to heaven and reason, I also love you." ”

"I love you not because you were born in royalty, not because you are high, not because you have everything, you just because it is all you."

An Ruqing smiled gently, her soft eyes were full of Mo Nanchen's figure, between heaven and earth, at this moment, there was only him in her eyes.

She loves Mo Nanchen, and no matter what he does, she will support him unconditionally.

Thinking of this, An Ruqing shook her head with a smile, she pretended to be relaxed and quipped: "Even if you want to kill all the people in the world, I will also help you." ”

These words are enough to prove her love for Mo Nanchen, and it is enough to prove that she really has no one else in her heart.

Mo Nanchen's expression couldn't help but be shocked, and after reacting, he was full of joy and excitement.

He never thought that in Qing'er's heart, he was such an important existence, nor did he think that his Qing'er would love her so much.

"Qing'er, don't worry, you are the only one in my heart!"

Mo Nanchen seemed to have regained his decisiveness and composure, and his deep voice revealed perseverance.

An Ruqing snuggled in his arms, listening to his not-so-calm heartbeat, and the smile on her lips never faded.

Suddenly, I don't know what to think, her smile froze.

Mo Nanchen is so uneasy, it can't be because she has been good to Mo Yuan recently, plus Mo Nanqi's matter, right?

An Ruqing couldn't help but struggle to raise her head, she looked at Mo Nanchen's dark pupils, and said seriously word by word: "Lord Wang, Mo Yuan has lost his memory recently, and I am indeed much better to him, but Lord Wang, you must remember that my kindness to him is just guilt." ”

If it weren't for Mo Yuan's amnesia that she accidentally harmed, in terms of Mo Yuan's lack of amnesia, if he lived in the palace for so many days, she wouldn't have bothered to care at all.

It's just that this guilt is spreading infinitely in her heart.

Hearing this, Mo Nanchen hugged An Ruqing lightly, his thin lips were slightly curled, obviously because of An Ruqing's words, he was in a very good mood.

The two slept with their clothes together, the inky night faded, and the white sky gradually climbed into the sky.

The scorching sun was high in the middle of summer, and Mo Yuan ran into the courtyard with an excited expression against the sun, and finally kept knocking on the door.

"Sister, sister, open the door! Yuan'er is coming to play with you! ”

Mo Yuan looked happy, knocked on the door for a long time and didn't see anyone open the door, and was about to get angry, but saw the door suddenly open.

He looked at Mo Nanchen, who had an indifferent face, and tilted his head: "Uncle Huang? What about my sister? ”

"Qing'er was too tired last night, and he is still resting now, so don't bother him."

Mo Nanchen's dark eyes looked at Mo Yuan calmly, and the words that came out of his thin lips made Mo Yuan's heart tighten.

"What did my sister do, so tired! No, no, no! Yuan'er wants to sleep with her sister! Mo Yuan pouted dissatisfied, put his hands on his waist, and shook his head vigorously as he spoke.

Hearing the sound, Mo Nanchen's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold chill swept over Mo Yuan's body, he shook his head and slowed down, and flattened his mouth aggrievedly: "Yuan'er just wants to take a look at my sister, why doesn't Uncle Huang let me in!" ”

The voice fell, and Xiao Ying, who was carrying hot water, came to the door.

She looked at the stalemate and asked curiously, "Lord Wang, what are you two doing blocking the door of the room?" The slave and maid are still waiting to go in and bring the princess a wash. ”

Mo Nanchen glanced at Mo Yuan with cold eyes, and then he looked at Xiao Ying, hooked his lips and chuckled: "Qing'er was too tired last night, and now she is still resting, so you don't need to send water, when Qing'er wakes up, you can order someone to send bathing water." ”

As soon as Xiao Ying heard this, although she was untouched, she instantly understood what Mo Nanchen was talking about.

She blushed and nodded: "The slave maid is going to prepare bath water for the princess!" ”

As she spoke, she ran away with a puff of smoke, as if someone was chasing her behind her.

Mo Yuan was still the same puffed out, his angry eyes were a little unwilling, and his hand covered by his wide sleeves was pinching his palm.

Mo Nanchen glanced at Mo Yuan, who didn't speak, and after his eyes drooped slightly, he took a step back, and when he was about to close the door, he suddenly saw Minghui walking with a solemn expression.

Minghui clenched his fists at Mo Nanchen with a serious expression: "Lord Wang, the mansion of the three princes was attacked last night!" ”