The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife Chapter 148

Chapter 148 - Solitude

In the morning, the weather was still a little cold in the autumn. She cast a glance at Yue'er, who was guarding the door, and reminded her, "Yue Er, in the next few days, you will be staying in the southern courtyard with me. When the prince is well, we will move here again." Remembering the matter between Guo Xiang and Wushang, Mo Xiang said again:

"Also, remind Guo Xiang to obediently stay in the garden for the next few days. Don't run around. Wushang went out to do some work and he won't be back for at least half a month."

Yue Er's gaze stole a glance at the figure inside the room, and instantly, Mo Xie shut the door with her eyes wide open. She looked at Yue'er with a cold gaze, and asked coldly: "Yue'er! Did you hear what I said? "

Mo Long saw that Yue'er still hadn't given up on Helian Yi, and was instantly disappointed in his heart. She didn't want her maidservants to covet her man. If Yue Er was still like this, she wouldn't mind finding a wife for her and marry her off!

Don't say that she is selfish, she is a tough man, no one should be infected by her! Even if Wushang disguised himself, it was out of the question!

Yue'er heard Mo Long's voice, and she quickly regained her senses, respectfully blessing him with her blessing, "Yes, Imperial Consort. But your clothes? "

Mo Long's voice was cold, "The southern courtyard has enough clothes to wear, moving around will also be troublesome! "Let's go!"

"Yes!" "Princess HuYang."

After Mo Li and Yue'er left, the falcon suddenly appeared in the northern courtyard. He glanced around, then quickly opened the door and went in.

"Helian Yi" laid on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. When he heard the movement at the door, he suddenly stood up to look at the approaching person. Seeing that it was a falcon, his worried heart instantly relaxed.

Hunting Hawk stepped forward and said to Helian Yi:

"Master's incident about the cold has already been spread out. You can stay here for now for the next few days." I have already sent a message to the four hall masters of the Dark Night Pavilion.

Wushang's deep voice was no different from Helian Yi's, "Where are you going?"

When the falcon heard Wushang's words, its lips curled up,

"Master lost too much blood. In order to preserve his life, he forcefully used his cultivation to seal his own consciousness. Right now, he is just like a dead man. If I don't go back now and stay for another 416 days, I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up. "

He only knew that Master was now a dead man. As for where Falcon said he was going back to, he did not know and was too lazy to ask.

Seeing that Wushang was still in a daze, Falcon continued, "I won't say a word to w.a.n.gfei. She'll definitely come to the Northern Courtyard tonight, you can just tell her when the time comes."

He turned around to look at Wushang, and slightly raised his eyebrows to remind him, "Calm her down, don't make her too sad. After all, Master's current situation isn't very optimistic."

"I know."

Early in the morning, Falcon had left Jing King Manor. Wushang had disguised himself as King Jing to stay in his bedroom. The visitors had all been stopped outside the mansion. Unless there were some troublesome officials who came to the mansion to investigate the situation, Mo Li would allow them to enter the mansion to visit King Jing.

On this day, Mo Long could be said to have truly become an imperial concubine of the Jing King Manor. Even though Helian Yi was still lying on the ice bed, she endured the pain in her heart, endured his tears, and bravely waited for an uninvited guest to 'enjoy the scenery'.

After a tiring day, the sky gradually darkened. Yue'er came with delicious food in her hands, and Mo Xie could not help but feel nauseous as she stared at the food on the plate.

She sat on the reclining chair and waved at Yue'er, reminding her, "Quickly take them off!"

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, but remained motionless. She didn't know what had happened to her mistress, but a maidservant from the Northern Courtyard had come over and told her that the prince had ordered her to present these dishes to the w.a.n.gfei.

"Yue Er, I'll let you take it down! Didn't you hear me? "

Only then did Yue'er regain her senses, hurriedly bringing all the food down. Mo Long then recovered his breath, and wondered in his heart, "What happened to me?"

Mo Li was curious as to why her stomach always felt so uncomfortable these days, especially when she saw those greasy objects. She could not help but feel nauseous.

Her suspicious gaze fell on her lower abdomen, and she thought to herself: "Could it be that I am pregnant?" But that's not right. If he was really pregnant, during the situation I was in two days ago, Wing should have already found out about my pulse. He didn't have any expression back then. "

Ye Zichen thought about the state of his body in confusion, then raised his head to look at the sky. It was already late, there shouldn't be anyone who would come to the Jing King Manor!

She wanted to see him very much now, very much. He had spent the entire day thinking about him, turning his longing to deal with those officials. Now, when she was alone, she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if her tears would fall in the blink of an eye.

Her eyes were filled with tears and she could taste the salt in her throat. It was tears.

The tip of his nose was slightly red. Mo Xie sniffed with his nose and stood up. Seeing Yue'er coming over, she reminded Yue'er to look at the southern courtyard and went to Helian Yi's sleeping quarters alone. It was also the bridal chamber between her and Helian Yi.

When they arrived outside the North Courtyard, they saw that the surroundings were still filled with joy. Mo Xie's tears could no longer stop flowing down her face.

Afraid of being seen, she hastily wiped away her tears and walked towards the study.

At this time, the candlelight in Helian Yi's study room flickered slightly. Watching the familiar figure carrying the bamboo scroll under the candlelight, Mo Long's heart tightened and he whispered, "Wings! Is that you? You're still alive, right? "

A slight breeze blew, causing Mo Han to s.h.i.+ver. When he came back to his senses, he smiled bitterly, "I forgot, he is Wushang."

Frowning, Mo Xie quickly walked back inside.

The moment she opened the door, she almost threw herself at Wushang like he was Helian Yi.

Seeing that Mo Xie was in a daze, Wushang hurriedly put down the bamboo block in his hand and stood up to welcome him. Mo Han shut the door with his eyes, and signaled for Wushang to go straight to the ice bed behind the screen.

Wushang stood behind Mo Liu, wanting to say something but hesitating. He didn't know how to coax women, and seeing Mo Xie act in such a manner, he could only stand there in a daze not too far away.

Very quickly, Mo Long's choking voice could be heard, "You can leave for now, I want to accompany him."

"But, w.a.n.gfei, the prince he …" He couldn't wake up …

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

Mo Lang looked at the candle behind him with his eyes, and extinguished the candle flame.

Immediately, the study room became pitch-black, with only the faint moonlight s.h.i.+ning through the window.

Mo Long knelt in front of the ice bed, s.h.i.+vering in the cold.

She slowly laid on Helian Yi's chest, both her hands tightly gripping his stiff and cold hands. Softly:

"Yi, I'm coming. I'm coming to accompany you. Are you cold? Alone? "Sorry, if it wasn't for me, you would have been better off than you are now. You would have lived a good life, and would have been the prince revered by tens of thousands of people. It was I who harmed you."