The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Soon, Mo Youyou came out of the dormitory. The weather in the morning was still a little cool in autumn. She glanced at Yue'er who was guarding the door and reminded her, "Yue'er, you can follow my palace these few days. Move to Nanyuan, and move here when the prince recovers." Thinking of the matter between Guo Xiang and Wushang, Mo Youyou said again:

"Also, remind Guo Xiang that if you have nothing to do these few days, stay in Bieyuan obediently, don't run around, Wushang has gone out to do some errands, and you won't be able to come back within half a month."

Yue'er glanced at the figure in the room, and in an instant, the door was closed by Mo Youyou. She looked at Yue'er with cold eyes, and asked coldly: "Yue'er! Did you hear what I said?"

Seeing that Yue'er still hadn't given up on He Lianyi, Mo Youyou was instantly disappointed. She doesn't want her maid to covet her man. If Yue'er is still like this, she doesn't mind finding a husband's family for her and marrying her!

Don't say she is selfish, no one can contaminate her man! Even if Wushang disguised himself, that wouldn't work either!

When Yue'er heard Mo Youyou's voice, she suddenly came back to her senses, and respectfully blessed her body, "Yes, princess. But your clothes?"

There was no trace of warmth in Mo Youyou's voice, "There are enough clothes in Nanyuan, and it's troublesome to move around! Let's go!"

"Yes! Princess."

After Mo Youyou and Yue'er left, Falcon suddenly appeared in Beiyuan. He glanced around, quickly opened the door and walked in.

In the dormitory, "He Lianyi" was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and resting his mind. Hearing the movement at the door, he suddenly stood up and looked at the person who came.

Falcon stepped forward and said to "Helian Yi":

"Master, the incident of the accidental wind and cold has let out the wind, and you will stay here for a few days. I have sent a letter to the four hall masters of the Dark Night Pavilion, and they will rush to King Jing's mansion soon."

Wushang spoke in a low voice, no different from He Lianyi's voice, "Where are you going?"

After hearing Wushang's words, Falcon curled up his mouth,

"The master lost a lot of blood. In order to save his life, he forced his kung fu to lock up his consciousness. Now he is like a dead person. If I don't go back now, if it takes four to sixteen days, he will die." I'm afraid I'll never wake up again."

Wushang frowned, he didn't understand what Falcon said, he only knew that his master was dead now, as for where Falcon said he was going back to, he really didn't know, and he didn't bother to ask.

Seeing Wushang stunned, Falcon said again: "I won't say hello to Wangfei, she will definitely come to Beiyuan tonight, just tell her when you arrive."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he remembered something and felt worried, turned his head to look at Wushang, frowned slightly and reminded him, "Comfort her well, don't make her too sad, after all, the current situation of the master is not optimistic."

"I see."

Early in the morning, Falcon left King Jing's mansion, and Wushang disguised himself as King Jing and stayed in the bedroom all the time, and all the visitors who came to visit were kept out of the mansion. Unless some difficult officials came to the mansion to inquire about the truth, Mo Youyou allowed them to enter the mansion to visit "King Jing".

On this day, Mo Youyou could be said to have truly become the princess of Prince Jing's Mansion. Although He Lianyi was still lying on the ice bed, she endured the pain in her heart, held back tears, and waited for the uninvited visitor who came to "view the scenery".

After a tiring day, the sky gradually darkened. Yue'er came with a delicious meal, and Mo Youyou looked at the food on the plate, and couldn't help but feel his stomach tumbling, feeling sick for a while.

Sitting on the recliner, she waved her hand to Yue'er, reminding her, "Tear them off quickly!"

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, but still didn't move. She didn't know what happened to the master, but just now the maid from Beiyuan came over and said that the prince ordered her to present these dishes to the princess.

"Yue'er, I asked you to take it down! Didn't you hear?"

Only then did Yue'er regain her senses, and hurriedly took down all the food. Only then did Mo Youyou regain his strength, wondering in his heart, "What's wrong with me?"

Mo Youyou was very curious as to why she always felt sick to her stomach these days, especially after seeing those greasy things, she couldn't help but vomit in her stomach.

Her suspicious eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and she thought: "Could it be that I'm pregnant? That's not right. If I'm really pregnant, when I was in this situation two days ago, Yi Wei should have found out my pulse. , he didn't have any expression at the time."

Thinking about the condition of his body in doubt, he raised his eyes and looked at the sky. It's getting late, no one should come to King Jing's Mansion!

She wanted to see him very much now, very much. Turned his thoughts about him all day into dealing with those officials. Now when she is alone, she feels very uncomfortable, and the tears seem to fall as soon as she blinks.

Tears flowed back into her eyes, her throat rolled, and she could almost taste the faint salty taste. those were tears...

The tip of her nose was slightly red, Mo Youyou sniffed her nose, stood up, saw Yue'er approaching, she reminded Yue'er to look at Nanyuan, and went to He Lianyi's bedroom in Beiyuan alone, it was also her and He Lianyi's wedding room.

Arriving outside the Beiyuan, seeing that the surroundings were still full of joy, Mo Youyou's tears could no longer stop falling down.

Worried about being seen, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and walked quickly towards the study.

At this moment, the candlelight in He Lianyi's study room was still slightly flickering. Looking at the familiar figure holding the bamboo slip under the candlelight, Mo Youyou's heart tightened, and he whispered: "Yi! Is it you? You are still alive, right? "

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Mo Youyou shuddered, regained his senses, and smiled wryly, "I forgot, he is Wushang."

Frowning, Mo Youyou hurriedly walked inside.

The moment she opened the door, she almost threw Wushang on him as He Lianyi.

Seeing that Mo Youyou lost his mind, Wushang hurriedly put down the bamboo slips in his hand and got up to meet him. Mo Youyou closed the door, winked at Wushang, and walked straight to the ice bed behind the screen.

Wushang stood behind Mo Youyou, hesitant to speak. He doesn't know how to coax a woman, seeing Mo Youyou like this, he can only stand not far away and stare blankly.

Soon, Mo Youyou's choked up voice came, "You go back first, I want to accompany him."

"But, my lord, my lord..." He couldn't wake up...

Wushang wanted to remind Mo Youyou, but in the end he clenched his fists tightly and retreated.

Mo Youyou glanced at the candle behind him and extinguished it.

Suddenly, the study was pitch black, only the faint moonlight came in through the window.

Mo Youyou knelt in front of the ice bed, shivering from the cold.

She slowly lay on Helian Yi's chest, holding his stiff and cold hands tightly with both hands. softly said:

"Yi, I'm here, I'm here to accompany you. Are you cold? Are you lonely? I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, you would have a better life than now, and you would live a good life and be the prince admired by thousands of people, yes I killed you."