The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

At this time, Li Rong was sitting in front of the vanity mirror with disheveled hair, ready to go to bed. When she caught a glimpse of the figure under the window from the corner of her eye, she coldly reminded the maid behind her: "Stay back!"

When the maid left, Li Rong snorted coldly, and the figure under the window suddenly jumped in. Wanqing stood in front of Li Rong respectfully, and said:

"master."

Li Rong looked at himself in the mirror, and there was a look of cruelty in his eyes. In two days, this little bitch will marry into Prince Jing's mansion! If she doesn't think of a way to stop it, her Li'er will have no chance in the future!

Looking back at Wanqing, he said to her, "What has that little bitch been doing these past two days?"

"Back to the master, she didn't do anything, she just took her subordinates and Yue'er to go shopping together."

"Oh, she's really interested!" Glancing at Wanqing, Li Rong took out a box from the secret box and handed it to her, "Send it to the palace tonight and hand it over to Mu Ziyan!"

Wanqing glanced at the exquisite box, took it hastily, and replied, "Yes, master!"

Soon, he left General Mo's mansion and disappeared into the night.

Yue'er waited for Wanqing in Lanyuan for half an hour, and seeing that she hadn't come back, she felt drowsy, and muttered softly: "Forget it, I won't wait for her. I'll rest for a while."

At night, Mo Youyou frowned tightly, beads of sweat were everywhere on her forehead, she was gripping the brocade quilt tightly with both hands, and she fell into a nightmare. In the dream, someone pinched her neck, pinching her until she couldn't breathe. She desperately wanted to open her eyes, but her whole body seemed to be tightly held by someone, and she kept sinking into the black abyss.

Early the next morning, Mo Youyou slowly opened her eyes, her face was extremely pale, she wanted to sit up, but found that she didn't have any strength in her body, so she reached out and touched her forehead, which was extremely hot. She supported her tired body and shouted dryly: "Yue'er!"

I don't know how many calls, but Yue'er didn't show up, but Wanqing hurried in, blessed Fushen respectfully and said:

"Miss, my maid felt sick to my stomach last night, so it was Yue'er who kept watch at night, so this servant replaced her to rest." After finishing speaking, she suddenly found that Mo Youyou's expression was not right, she hurriedly stepped forward to help Mo Youyou, and asked worriedly :

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" She reached out her hand to touch Mo Youyou's forehead, and found her forehead was hot, she hurriedly said to Mo Youyou:

"Don't get up, miss, this servant is going to call the imperial physician over here."

"It's okay, pour me a glass of water."

"yes."

After Mo Youyou drank two glasses of water, her voice became much stronger. Seeing this, Wanqing was about to turn around and call the imperial physician, but someone from the palace blocked her way.

"Is Miss Jiu here?" An old nanny came over and asked.

When Mo Youyou heard the movement, she frowned and asked Wanqing in a hoarse voice:

"Wanqing, who is outside?"

Wanqing glanced at the old nanny, and suddenly remembered that when she went to the palace to look for Xiangfei last night, the nanny who served Xiangfei dimmed her eyes, turned and said to Mo Youyou: "Miss, someone is coming from the palace." .”

"Let her in!"

The old mother walked into the bedroom, saw the woman half lying on the bed, was stunned for a moment, and said respectfully:

"Miss Nine, this old slave is the attendant of the Concubine Xiang. I came here today, following the orders of the Concubine Xiang. Please accompany me into the palace."

Mo Youyou looked at the old nanny, and heard her mention Xiangfei, isn't that He Lianyi's mother and concubine? What will happen to her looking for herself? Seeing that the person who came was the servant of Concubine Helian Yimu, he didn't make things difficult for her and reminded them to wait outside.

Wanqing quickly arranged the clothes for Mo Youyou. After washing, Mo Youyou looked at the haggard person in the mirror, picked up the rouge on the dressing table, and wiped some of it to cover her pale face. After all, she was going to meet her future mother-in-law, and she wanted to make a good impression on her.

So, Mo Youyou braced his tired body, got into the carriage with Wanqing's support, and followed Mammy into the palace.

Along the way, Wanqing asked worriedly: "Miss, why don't we go to the imperial physician first before entering the palace?"

"No, it's probably because of the wind and cold last night, it's nothing serious."

Wanqing persuaded her several times to no avail, so she had to sit silently beside Mo Youyou and take care of her. Soon he arrived at the palace, and under the guidance of the nanny, he came to the cold palace.

This is the first time Mo Youyou saw the real Leng Gong, which was even colder than she imagined. Walking to the door, you can feel a chill hit. Looking at the tall palace gate, Mo Youyou couldn't help shivering perhaps because of the fever, paused for a moment, and walked in with Mammy.

At this time, Mu Ziyan was sitting alone in the courtyard reading a book, and when she heard the movement outside, she knew it must be Mo Youyou.

Putting down the book in his hand, he looked up at the person who came. For a person who had never seen Mo Youyou before, the first sight of Mo Youyou must be amazing! Mu Ziyan is no exception.

She looked Mo Youyou up and down, she was more beautiful than Nangong Ruoxi, especially those talking eyes, clear and agile. She slowly walked in front of Mo Youyou, smiled at her and said:

"You are you, right?"

Mo Youyou smiled slightly, and wanted to lean over to salute, but was stopped by Mu Ziyan, "Don't be too polite." After she finished speaking, she glanced at the others and ordered:

"Let's all step back! Bengong and Youyou have a conversation."

Everyone backed out. Wanqing secretly glanced at Mu Ziyan when she left, and when she received Mu Ziyan's gaze, she nodded and backed away.

Mo Youyou braced herself up and stood in front of Mu Ziyan, also looking her up and down! Although this woman has lived in the cold palace for a long time, she can't see any sense of abjection from her body. Instead, what she sees is a kind of cold arrogance, an inherent cold arrogance, and a noble temperament exuding from her body.

This instantly reminded her of that indifferent and arrogant man, He Lianyi! With a sigh in my heart, like a mother, like a son! He also instantly understood why He Lianyi had such a personality.

When she regained her senses, Mo Youyou pursed her lips and smiled, "I don't know why your mother asked you to come here?" He Lianyi hardly mentioned his mother and concubine in front of her, and the information she knew was basically Mo Jiu Miss passed away to her, and very few.

Yue'er once told her some things, but it was only rare. She only knew that Mu Ziyan was left out in the cold because he offended the queen, and he lived in the cold palace by himself, and he didn't want to ask about the harem anymore.

Mu Ziyan looked at Mo Youyou lovingly, stretched out her hand and led Mo Youyou to the gazebo in the courtyard and sat down. She picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Youyou, and said with a smile:

"I heard from Yi'er that your wedding will be in two days."

"kindness……"

"Why did you marry Yi'er? Do you love him?"

Mo Youyou didn't know why Mu Ziyan asked such a question, how should she answer her question? After a pause, I spoke slowly: "Because we have common interests, I chose to marry him! If it were before, I would answer you that I don't love him, but now, I don't know how much I love him." .”