Genius and calm concubine: Your Majesty, obey obediently

I don't know how many hits, and when he couldn't hold on anymore, she finally let him go.

The blood soaked his robe, but his robe was dark, so no amount of blood could see through it.

Someone came to take off his tattered clothes, the young woman held a bottle of medicine in her hand, unscrewed the bottle cap, and white flour sprinkled on the man's back.

A piercing pain stimulated his nerves, and he couldn't stop moaning, and he woke up again.

Not long after, the wound on his back no longer hurts so much.

A set of clean clothes was placed beside him, as if there was no difference in the robes he always wore. , "Boom", the stone door was opened, and then closed again, and he was the only one left in the place full of pain and bloody smell.

He struggled to get up, took the clothes beside him, and slowly put them on.

I don't know how long it took before his body regained its strength.

When he opened the stone gate and was about to go out, a maid came over and said: "The palace master asked his subordinates to tell the young master that as long as the goal is achieved as soon as possible, the young master will not suffer from this inhuman pain as soon as possible."

"The king knows." He covered his lips, and the sound of coughing escaped from his fingertips.

Supporting his body back to Pingyang Prince's Mansion, it was already nightfall, and he saw Mo Youran waiting in front of the door from a distance, Yin Wuchou's eyes froze slightly, walked over, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"You didn't come back, so I'll wait here." Naturally, she knew what he was going to do today.

"Oh." The man looked around, trying to find the familiar figure, but there was nothing but the cold wind.

He entered the mansion, but ignored Mo Youran who was following behind, and entered Jinxin Pavilion alone.

Since she married in, she has lived in his main hall, the Qixin Hall, and he has lived here day and night. There is someone in her heart, and he never knew it, but he, Yin Wuchou, will never force a woman.

But the moment he saw Mo Youran at the door, he was so eager to see her... That desire was very strong, never felt so strong...

After entering Jinxin Pavilion, he gently leaned his head on the back of the chair, taking a nap, but he didn't prevent someone knocking on the door outside.

"Come in." He didn't raise his eyes, just thinking that some servant came in.It wasn't until he smelled the familiar smell of medicine that he realized that he was not in the palace all day today, so he started to drink medicine at this time.

The woman came in with a blank expression on her face, she stood in front of him with a medicine bowl in her hand, and said shallowly, "My lord, it's time to take the medicine."

Yin Wuchou stared at her for a while, then turned his head to stare at the bowl of concoction again, perhaps because he was not in good health and his mood was extremely unstable, he panicked somewhere in his heart, he stood up abruptly, and threw her The medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, he tightly grasped her wrist, and said with a wry smile: "I am your husband, am I not?" But why even so, he couldn't see him in her eyes? figure, why!

Mo still looked at him, pursed his lips slightly, and did not speak.

He is her honorary husband, there is no doubt about it.

He turned a corner and came in front of her, staring at her fiercely, with a hot light burning in his eyes.

He reached out and took off the wooden hairpin holding her hair, and the hair was full of black hair. He reached out and held a lock of black hair in the palm of his hand, while the other hand continued to grab her wrist. He said: " Since I am your husband, shouldn't Yongle do what a wife should do?"

Mo Yiran still didn't speak, but just looked at him indifferently with cold eyes, and she had a belief in her heart, that is... Yin Wuchou would not touch her.

But it was such a cold gaze that completely ignited the anger in Yin Wuchou's heart.

He clamped her shoulders with both hands, and pushed her down on the desk beside him. The books piled on top fell down with crackling crackles. The woman's back pressed against the edge of the table, causing her to groan in pain.

Yin Wuchou didn't care about anything else, raining kisses on her face, lips, and then on her collarbone, all the way down...

The woman was under him, unable to struggle, but tightly grasping his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh, showing a trace of fingernail marks...

She vaguely remembered that he held an umbrella for her once in the heavy rain; she also remembered that he did not hesitate to kill hundreds of guards in order to preserve her reputation...

It wasn't until a cool feeling hit her chest that she suddenly realized that she put her hands on his chest, trying to open the distance between them, but his kisses still fell on her body like raindrops...

She pursed her lips, closed her eyes gently, and finally said, "Yin Wuchou, I'm pregnant."

Yin Wuchou, I'm pregnant.

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, as if something was broken in his heart, broken so thoroughly.

His body shook suddenly, and nothing could go on.The emotion in the eyes tightened instantly, and the pupils were as dead ashes, and it seemed that they could never be revived.

At night, the north wind outside the door was still howling, flapping on the branches, bringing a cold feeling of despair.

He couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at the moment, he raised his hand, and gently stroked her beautiful fair cheek with his fingertips, caressed her plump lips, and then touched her watery eyes, her The eyebrows have not been carefully crafted, but they are very standard willow leaf eyebrows. Although they are a bit thick, they do not affect her beauty at all. It seems that the most beautiful face should be matched with such pure eyebrows.

He leaned over and kissed her eyebrows, finally, slowly raised his head, closed her clothes, and then let go of her body.

She said, "Thank you." After she finished speaking, she walked over his side and walked out the door.

The man stood there motionless, his lips pursed, and he didn't say anything until she left.

Mo still didn't look back, he directly opened the door, walked out, and then closed the door again.

She stretched out her hand to caress her belly, which was not yet swollen, where a child was being conceived, which was the most fundamental reason for her to live.

She curled her lips slightly, facing the cold night.

There was a "bang", as if something fell down.

She quickly turned around and opened the door to enter, only to see Yin Wuchou lying unconscious on the ground, carefully looking at the cold floor, there was blood on it, flowing from his body.

She helped him up, and the hand holding his back was wet. Only then did Mo Yiran realize that the blood flowed from his back, and hurriedly tore off his clothes. She took a breath, and there were wounds all over them. The wounds were all treated hastily. After his violent reaction just now, these wounds were torn open, and large streams of blood were flowing out from those wounds, staining his robe red.