Genius and calm concubine: Your Majesty, obey obediently

220 , Reminiscing the past is hard to control

Mo still twitched the corners of his mouth, never expecting that he would misinterpret his meaning.

So he quickly explained: "I'm not talking about the future."

Not in the future?Yin Tianyi swallowed the best mouthful of porridge and chewed her words carefully. Could it be that they had children before?

"The relationship between Yin Wuchou and I is just a couple in name only." Afraid that he still couldn't understand, she opened her mouth to explain to him, "We didn't do anything the night you came to Pingyang Palace."

"You mean to say that Jiyi is my child?" Yin Tianyi's mouth opened slightly, but it was not an exaggeration, but the slightly opened mouth already showed how much this news meant to him shocked. "Jiyi, Jiyi, Memory, Yin Wuchou gave this name to you? It's to get revenge on you..." He swallowed the words having an affair with others. You must know that the person who almost ruined her that day was It was himself. Fortunately, Yin Wuchou killed everyone present, otherwise...

Thinking of this, he felt a little scared. Feelings of guilt and pity for her flooded in like a tide. When Mo Yiran put his bowls and chopsticks on the table and sat back on the bed, he heard He said: "I'm sorry, I was..." Looking back at that scene, his heart still couldn't stop the pain and trembling...

At that time, he only knew that if he let go, she would be someone else's wife, and he told about the relationship between them, just to force Yin Wuchou to give up marrying her as a last resort. Thinking about it, he was really naive at that time!

He reached out to hold her in his arms again, "I was really afraid that I would not have you by my side, I'm sorry." It seemed that saying sorry was not enough, so he could only hug her tightly.

Mo still instinctively brushed back the hair on his sideburns for him, "I know what you were thinking at the time, it's all over, and you don't need to think about it now." She also remembered the feeling at that time, her fingertips were cold, like Being betrayed by the person closest to him is normal, but when he thought about it later, he felt that he could understand his feelings at that time, not to mention that he was only 17 years old at that time...

It is inevitable for a teenager to be impulsive and irritable.

"It was my fault in the past, but I will protect you from now on. Still, believe me. I won't let you have anything to do with Jiyi." Thinking of Yin Jiyi, his heart was surging, he didn't think that the child was really his own, No wonder Yin Wuchou announced so loudly that Yin Jiyi was his child at that time, it turned out to be in great pain, that's all I can say...

"Yiran, suddenly I really want to see our son." In other words, he really didn't take Yin Jiyi's appearance into his heart. At that time, he only knew that the little boy was Yin Wuchou's child, although he didn't save the child. In his heart, but he is too lazy to take a look, let alone remember him in his heart.

Now that he knew that he was his child, that cold and immature face appeared in his mind, it looked a bit like himself!

Thinking of this, Yin Tianyi laughed softly, probably no one in this world could be happier than him at this moment.Of course, the person who thinks this way is only himself.

"He has already fallen asleep, do you want to wake him up? What's more, he doesn't know that you are his father." Mo Yiran reminded him.

"Well, that's fine. I'll go see him tomorrow. It doesn't matter if I don't know that I'm his father. I'll just know later." While speaking, he rubbed against her again, "But still, don't you think it's just him A small child, does he feel lonely?"

After finishing speaking, his lips had already covered hers, and his tongue penetrated into it.

Mo Yiran put his hand on his chest, but did not resist.

The shadows of the trees outside the window are swaying, and the cool breeze is blowing, but the indoor temperature is rising steadily.

His hand penetrated into her shirt, and the other hand moved on her back. Afterwards, the two exchanged positions...

The candles in the room were extinguished, but he could vaguely see her blushing cheeks...

This is the first woman who does not dislike him, and the only woman who can live in his heart.

However, the two people who were in a state of happiness didn't notice that someone had come to the door at all, and that person was Leng Mo, because they saw that Yin Jiyi was sleeping very well, and they were afraid that Mo still couldn't see and couldn't serve Yin Tianyi, so , he wanted to turn around to take a look, but when he reached the door, he heard their voices talking.

He was panting slightly, his heart was a little heaving, he knew that this feeling was called suffocation, but this result was what he had expected from the very beginning. The man worthy of Mo Yiran is none other than the prince. He should be happy.

Therefore, he bent his lips and smiled, and went back to Yin Jiyi's room again, looking at the little boy lying on the bed, frowning slightly, as if there was something unhappy, just like the previous prince Similarly, when he was ten years old, he followed the prince, and it has been exactly 14 years now.

He sighed slightly, but he didn't know why he was so bored...

Immediately, he leaned over, tucked in the quilt for Yin Jiyi, went downstairs to get a quilt from the shopkeeper, and fell asleep on two stools...

?Because of being severely slapped by his mother before, Yin Wuchou was struggling to support his injured body to capture Yin Tianyi and others. Unexpectedly, Yin Tianyi gave him a sword again later, and it rained at night , after he ordered the guards to step up their search for Mo Yiran, he passed out.

Now, he was lying on the big bright yellow bed in Qianqing Palace, the bright yellow curtain was drawn down, completely covering his face, leaving only eunuchs and maids guarding the outer hall.

The imperial doctor had already come to treat her, and naturally she had already taken the medicine. The Empress Dowager Qing came out of Chuxiu Palace on a rare occasion, came to have a look, then got up and left.

For a while, the inner room was extremely quiet, only the sound of his steady breathing could be heard quietly, the woman walked over on tiptoe, gently lifted a corner of the bright yellow curtain, and carefully looked at the sleeping man lying on the bed at the moment, At this moment, there was a hint of paleness on his face, he was a little thinner, his eyebrows, which were not thick, were very curved and long, flying obliquely into his temples, although he lacked a little bit of vigor, he was still extremely handsome.

She leaned over slightly, with a slight smile on her lips, her face was a little shy, and her index finger slid across the tip of his brow, feeling very strange, so she murmured: "They left as soon as they left, why are you chasing after them? Now make yourself like this..."

Before he could finish speaking, a shout came from the outer hall: "Who?"

The woman was startled, she dared to feel that she was too forgetful just now, she actually forgot that she was in the palace of the Xueji Dynasty, after thinking about it, she quickly jumped into Yin Wuchou's bed, pulled up the quilt and covered her body, even buried her head In the quilt!

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