Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

So she could only use both hands to tighten the mattress under her body, and endured the waves of tactile sensory stimulation.

"Well..." When Yue Qinghe leaned over her, she couldn't help but moan softly.

He looked up at her, saw her cheeks were flushed, her brows were slightly furrowed, and he stretched out his hand to caress her face, "Did it hurt you?"

Qingchen suddenly felt as if her face was burning with raging fire. She frowned and patted his hot chest, turned her face away and no longer looked at him, "Don't ask..."

Seeing this, Yue Qinghe kissed her on the forehead again.

When the lovemaking ended, it was already midnight.

Qingchen was so tired that he lay on the bed and didn't want to move anymore. The person next to him had already stood up and put on his clothes.

He also took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her face and wiped her body as well.

Qingchen wanted to get up in embarrassment, but he stopped her softly, "Don't move..."

"Yue Qinghe, you..." The flush on her face had just faded, and two red clouds slowly floated up.

Teach her not to be able to help but pull the quilt to cover herself.

Yue Qinghe threw the handkerchief aside, looked at her red face, sighed softly, and hugged her into his arms.

"I saw my father today. What did I want to say to him?" he suddenly asked.

I saw that she had been in the Mingyue Palace for the past few days, because the last time he and his mother pushed into the lotus pond, during this period of time, as long as the mother was with the father.

She didn't dare to go see her father.

So today I found an opportunity to meet my father.

When he mentioned this, Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said angrily: "Li Mo is watching from the side, what can I say to my father, and he said that my father needs to rest now. I wiped it for my father. He was driven away by Li Mo with just a look of his face."

Speaking of this, she was filled with doubts and displeasure.

However, thinking that if Li Mo had a way to make her father wake up, it wouldn't really matter if she bothered him less.

Hearing this, Yue Qinghe couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter.

Qingchen took a deep breath and sighed, "I know, it's all for the sake of my father's condition, but it's not easy to see my father, so I just want to have a few more words with him." He Don’t even let me…”

A comatose person needs to rest?

Did you lie to her that she hadn't read the storybook?

Shouldn't a comatose person have to let his relatives around him wake him up?

"Father will get well. You have to believe in Li Mo and you have to believe in me." He rubbed her head and lowered his eyes to see her green little hands.

He just took her little hand and rubbed it carefully. Her little hand was very white and soft, as if she had no bones.

Compared with his hands, his own hands can only be compared to her two small hands.

It snows in the north two seasons a year, and even if it doesn't snow in the other two seasons, it's extremely cold.

The living environment is extremely harsh and resources are scarce.

Yue Qinghe has lived in the north for many years. He trained every day when he was a child. Before he reached adulthood, he went to war with Li Mo's father.

He was already used to the bitter cold life, or it might be the sun there, which wouldn't tan people at all.

So Yue Qinghe's skin is fairly fair.

I just didn't expect that compared with this little girl's white and tender hands, I was still a little behind.

Qingchen didn't notice him playing with his hands, but focused on his words.

"Of course I believe you, but Li Mo..." She was still a little worried.

Even the doctors in the palace are unable to diagnose and treat him. Is there really anything Li Mo can do?

"What is he?" He said with a faint smile in his dark eyes, "You have been in contact with him a few times, and you still don't believe in his character?"

"That's not true. Brother Emperor, you said that he had practiced medical skills with a miraculous doctor in the North for several years. Why didn't he continue his studies and learn martial arts instead?" She remembered that Li Mo knew martial arts.

Speaking of this, Yue Qinghe couldn't help but smile, "Actually, General Li didn't let Li Mo touch Wu at first."

She didn't understand and asked, "If the son of a military general doesn't learn martial arts, how can he become a scholar?"

"His second brother Li Qingbian is from Congwen." Yue Qinghe explained: "I have been with General Li since I was a child, and I know his thoughts very well. Although he is a man, he should protect his family and the country. But everyone has selfish motives. He wanted to leave a bloodline for the Li family. So he didn’t want Li Mo to learn martial arts. He wanted Li Mo to study medicine and Li Qing to study literature. Both of them can also serve the country. "

He paused, rubbed her soft little hands, and said: "In order to make Li Mo successful in his medical skills, General Li also spent a lot of effort to find a miracle doctor and begged him for a while to let Li Mo succeed. I became his disciple. But Li Mo found it boring after studying for a few years, so he sneaked away from the miracle doctor."

Qingchen heard this and sat up straight, "Ah, what next?"

"Then he was expelled from the school and abandoned medicine to join the martial arts." Yue Qinghe saw that she had not yet put on her clothes, so she stood up and fetched clean clothes and handed them to her.

Qing Chen took the hand blankly and looked up at him, "That's it, gone?"

"No, what else do you want to do next?"

Qingchen put on his clothes and used his imagination, which came from reading many story books, and said: "It shouldn't be that there is a junior sister in his school, and then two senior brothers and sisters went to the mountain to collect medicine, and the junior sister was in danger. .As a senior brother, he saw that his little junior sister was in danger and was helpless. At that time, he hated himself for being a weak and powerless man, so after that, he decided to abandon medicine and join the martial arts. Because he felt that there was no future in studying medicine. , only fists can speak..."

"You're talking so excitedly in the middle of the night, I'm going to lose sleep for a while." He couldn't help but sneer, and gently flicked her forehead with his finger.

Qingchen hadn't even put on his clothes yet. He had just put on his bellyband. When he saw him turning around to leave, he held his big hand.

She was very obsessed with Li Mo's story, "Isn't that how the story develops?"

Yue Qinghe looked back at her, only to see her untied clothes slipping down, revealing her smooth shoulders.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and he turned around and sat down beside her bed, "Looking at how good you are now, it seems that I didn't work hard enough."

Let her still have energy but worry about the development of other people's stories.

When Qingchen heard this, he immediately shrank back and pulled up the big quilt to cover her tightly, "No, no, I'm so tired and sleepy now. I... I have to go to sleep."

"Yeah." He nodded and touched her head, "...it's better to read less of those words."

"What kind of storybook?" she asked.

"It's what you just said."

"Oh..." Qingchen did not dare to refute his words at this time.

Otherwise, I would just come up directly for fear of making him unhappy...

After all, it was indeed very late now. He stayed with her so late and couldn't sleep for a few more hours when he went back. He was about to go to court in the morning...

But they can only meet at night...

"I'm leaving." He opened her door gently, and after saying this, the door was closed.

Qingchen felt a touch of melancholy in his heart.