Chu Wanxiang turned around and went into the kitchen.

Defu glanced around, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and hurriedly left.

He returned to his bedroom, picked up pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, spread it out, dipped it in ink, and wrote: Your Majesty suddenly convened a group of ministers today to discuss the canonization of the crown prince and the second prince. His Majesty wanted to appoint the second prince as the crown prince, and handed over the canonization decree to Zaifu to draw up.

When he finishes writing, Defoe blows dry the brush, rolls it up and puts it in a brocade box.

At night, Chu Mohan came back.

"Your Majesty is back!" Chu Wanxiang greeted him happily.

Chu Mohan hummed, glanced at her lightly, took off his cloak, took off his robe and threw it aside. Chu Wanxiang helped him sit down on the chair and changed his shoes for him. Chu Mohan took her hand and fumbled and pinched it. Her skin was soft and smooth, as delicate as fine silk.

Chu Wanxiang raised her eyes and stared at him: "What's wrong?"

Chu Mohan stared at her slender and white neck, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "This morning, all the ministers agreed to canonize the second prince as the crown prince, and also begged me to appoint the second prince as the crown prince. I was distraught, so I didn't agree, and after retreating, I went to the temple, and I walked around in the backyard, forgetting to tell you. I don't want you to worry, I'll pay attention to it later."

Chu Wanxiang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine understands. You are a heavenly body, and you put the country's society first in everything."

Chu Mohan hooked his lips and smiled: "I'm tired, let's rest with me."

Chu Wanxiang helped him lie down.

Chu Mohan hugged her waist, felt the familiar body fragrance, and closed his eyes.

After some time, he suddenly woke up, pushed her away violently, and jumped up quickly, his vigilant gaze shooting around.

There was no one around.

Is Fang an illusion?

He gasped for breath and sweated profusely as he slowly slowed down.

Just...... He dreamed that Chu Wanxiang was killed. He dreamed that she was standing in a sea of fire covered in blood, weeping miserably, and he ran to her, and she tried her best to stop him, but he overthrew her to the ground.

She fell into the cold snow, groaning in pain and crying and begging, "Your Majesty, save the concubine's child."

Chu Mohan hurriedly picked her up, and saw that the placket of her abdomen was soaked with blood, staining her clothes red. He was so anxious that he wanted to send her back to the palace, but she stubbornly refused to leave. Her face was as pale as paper, and she struggled to pronounce words: "Your Majesty, child...... Keep it, you, you...... Kill me......

Eventually, she passed out.

He had angina and almost suffocated. He roared wildly, tearing through the air and shaking the entire court.

Chu Mohan woke up from a nightmare.

"Your Majesty, did you have a nightmare?" Chu Wanxiang's voice came, "Do you need to summon the imperial doctor?"

"I'm fine." Chu Mohan sat up and leaned against the bedpost.

"Sleep, the concubine guards you." Chu Wanxiang said.

Chu Mohan looked down at her, seeing that she was tired, presumably waiting for him to return, and after staying up for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh. He lifted his jacket and got up, put on his clothes, walked to the table, picked up the soup cup and drank a sip of hot soup, and his stomach was much more comfortable.

"Your Majesty, do you want another bowl?" Chu Wanxiang asked behind his back.

Chu Wanxiang opened her eyes slightly and looked at him in a daze.

Chu Mohan said again: "Wanxiang, I love you."

He bowed his head and took her red lips in his mouth, tossing and turning, tasting the sweet taste, as if the world had become black, white and gray, and there was nothing but each other.

It was a long time before he moved away from her lips slightly, pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered, "I love you too."

Chu Wanxiang's face turned even crimson, her eyes were rippling, and she said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, the concubine has heard this sentence more than once."

Chu Mohan looked at her with a smile and didn't answer.

"Your Majesty, aren't you sleepy?" She asked, holding out her finger and poking him in the chest, smiling.

Chu Mohan grabbed her little hand and kissed it, and said, "I am in good spirits now, not sleepy." He paused, "I want to eat osmanthus cheese.

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"The concubine will order the kitchen to prepare."

Chu Wanxiang went down, Chu Mohan continued to lean against the bedpost, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Not long after, the palace people entered the house to report that a woman who claimed to be Chu Duyun had come to visit. Chu Mohan frowned and rebuked unhappily, "Who let you let her in?"

The palace people were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed again and again to ask for guilt.

Chu Mohan waved them back, leaving Princess Anping alone.

Princess Anping is wearing a light purple dress and a golden step, noble and elegant, and extraordinarily beautiful. Seeing that Chu Mohan's face was pale, she saluted: "My sister greets my brother-in-law."

Chu Mohan's face was serious: "What are you doing?"

"My sister is here to say hello to my sister." Princess Anping said respectfully.

Chu Mohan said, "If you are asking for peace, why did you bring those assassins here?"

"My sister never expected that my brother-in-law would have such unfathomable martial arts." Princess Anping frowned slightly, "Brother-in-law, is it because they trespassed into the palace, so you are angry with them?"

"Not only trespassed into the palace, but also hurt my favorite concubine, and died innocently!"

Princess Anping hesitated: "But ......"

"If you're okay, get out!" Chu Mohan unceremoniously ordered the expulsion.

Princess Anping bit her lower lip and said hesitantly, "Today is the queen mother's birthday, does my sister really not care about the queen mother's feelings at all?"

Chu Mohan snorted coldly when he heard this: "My housework does not bother the princess. If the princess has nothing else to do, I will not accompany her."

Princess Anping saw Chu Mohan's resolute attitude, so she took her leave.

Chu Mohan called the guards and ordered the guards to escort all those assassins to the Criminal Department for trial.

"I can't blame them for this, I did it all alone." Chu Wanxiang said suddenly.

"Wanxiang, what nonsense are you talking about!" Chu Mohan reprimanded in a deep voice.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Chu Wanxiang raised her big watery eyes, "They were originally the secret stakes left by my father in Northern Qi, and I was worried about my father's health, so I ordered someone to keep an eye on them secretly in case of accidents. Last night, my father's old illness relapsed and he almost died, but fortunately I rushed to help, otherwise I dare not imagine what the consequences would be."

Guilt and pity rose in Chu Mohan's heart, hugged her tightly into his arms, and comforted her softly.

"Wanxiang, I've wronged you." His warm embrace was like a solid wall, insulating her from wind, rain, thunder and lightning, giving her infinite stability and dependence.

Chu Mohan gently patted her shoulder and comforted her softly.

The two embraced each other silently, and the room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

"The concubines see Your Majesty, and the Queen Mother." The county lord of Anning walked in quickly, and when he saw Chu Wanxiang lying in his arms, his eyes lit up, and he immediately restrained his expression and saluted the two of them.

Chu Wanxiang stood up, and Chu Mohan immediately let go of her.

The county lord of Anning caught a glimpse of the knife mark on Chu Mohan's arm, his face was slightly pale, and he hurriedly said, "Sister is frightened, don't move around these days."