Bewitching prince my husband

"It's okay...it's okay." Yun Li muttered to herself, not knowing whether it was happiness or something, her eyes were downcast, and she couldn't see his expression at the moment.

I'm a soft-hearted person, seeing his weak appearance, I couldn't stand it anymore, I smiled at him happily and said: "Come on, let's go to Shangbinxuan to see their father and son."

After finishing speaking, he flashed past Leng Wuyan who was in the way, and glanced at him, meaning: I will settle your affairs with you when I come back.Pulling up and still a little bit unresponsive, Yun Li walked towards another corridor, Fei Xue caught up behind her.

"My lord, it's cold outside." While speaking, I put on the robe I was holding, and I smiled gratefully, and continued to move forward.

Today's sky is a little drowsy, it's snowing and the north wind is blowing at the same time, it's very cold.The north wind blew across my face, sharp and stinging. Fortunately, the corridor wall of the palace was built to the north, blocking most of the wind and snow. Otherwise, I would really not want to go out in this weather.

When we came to Shangbinxuan, what we saw was this scene: the sky was full of wind and snow, and our vision was blurred; Human domineering; the moves are graceful and vicious, making people dazzled.

"Little Tow!"

Seeing us walk to the entrance of the hall, Liu Jing who was standing at the entrance of the hall and also looking at the man wielding a sword in the courtyard, rushed towards me as soon as he saw us.

I half-bent down to catch the child. Fortunately, I have practiced horse stance recently and strengthened my legs, otherwise I would have to fall down after such a bump.Returning to his senses, he touched it with his hand and felt that the clothes on his body were a little thin, so he was unhappy: "Why does Xiaojing wear so little? It's freezing cold." How can a child bear it?

While talking, I took off my big robe and put it on him, because it is for adults, and putting it on him is like a child stealing an adult's clothes and dragging it on the ground, I can't help laughing at myself up.

"Brother Tuo, I'm not cold, there's a heater in the room." Liu Jing was also sensible, and pulled me into the room, "I came out because I wanted to watch my dad practice martial arts, otherwise how could I get cold?"

The little guy explained that it was an excuse for the maid who guarded the gate.

After entering the room, Feixue quickly put me on Liu Jing's body, took off the robe that was too big for him, and hung it on the hanger beside me, I don't know where to get me a hand warmer Xiaolu, careful and respectful: "My lord, it's cold today."

I took the furnace, but I didn't come to look it up, when a gust of cold wind blew in from the outside, I looked over and saw that Mr. Ouyang walked in clean.He is only wearing a set of tights that are not too thick. We all have exercised, and the handsome face is full of heat, which is even more extraordinary.

I'm a little surprised, he played in the flying snow for a long time before, why didn't he have a drop of snow on his body?

Seeing us, the cold face relaxed a lot, he cupped his fists at me, and said honestly: "Mr. Feng is well."

It's been more than half a year since I came out, the first time I called my surname, I couldn't help but feel a little excited, so I smiled back at him even more happily: "Hero Ouyang is polite, I don't know if we have taken the liberty to come here, will you bother me?"

A servant girl brought us hot tea, and then left without a word.

Probably because he heard me mention the word "we", Ouyang Mo realized that there was another person beside me, but he was only slightly taken aback, and then restored his calm expression, as if this person was not enough to make him make a fuss.

"It turns out that Young Master Yuli is also here." His address was very unfamiliar.

The tone of voice seemed to be aimed at someone he knew, and it was only acquaintance, not a savior.

Yan Li, who had been staring at him obsessively, only now came back to his senses. The indifference of the other party seemed to have been expected, and he didn't necessarily get hurt. Instead, he smiled brightly and spoke surprisingly: "I'm out of the building."

And I was the only one who was stunned, Ouyang Mo just had a flash of surprise in his eyes, only for a moment, so fast that I even thought I was wrong.

"That's a good thing, congratulations." Very indifferent answer.

I heard that I was a little bit aggrieved, but no matter how indignant it was, it was a matter of their personal feelings, how could I, an outsider, intervene?Thinking of this, it is inconvenient for me to say anything. I choose a seat and hold the small stove in my arms, which makes me feel more sad and comfortable.

Liu Jing didn't go to participate in the affairs of the adults, and came to me with a happy little face, staring at the stove in my arms, seeming very interested, "Brother Tuo, your hand stove is so beautiful."

Amused by the idiotic expression on his face, I smiled and handed it to him: "If you like it, I will give it to you." Anyway, it was the first time I took it, and I didn't say I liked it. If he wanted it, I would give it to him. He strikes.

The little love hugged the stove happily, ran back to his father excitedly, and showed off.

Ouyang Mo hugged his son and chose a seat to sit down, looked at me and said politely: "These days, there are so many Mr. Feng, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Yan Li next to her sat down quietly, as if trying to be as transparent as possible.

Ouyang Mo had already said thank you, and after thanking you again and again, I started to feel a little embarrassed, and waved my hand, "Hero Ouyang is too polite, I have a relationship with Xiaojing, and I can live more comfortably because of him. If you want to say thank you, then I have to say 'thank you'."

Ouyang Mo had a slight smile on his face, "I hope my son won't be too mischievous and cause trouble to Mr. Feng."

I smiled and shook my head: "Xiaojing is really good, I just miss you very much." I talked too fast, and I couldn't stop when I wanted to close it. I looked at Ouyang Mo's face with some anxiety, he didn't seem to be much deeper Think, the face is still so calm.

Grinning, I wanted to find something to say, "Hero Ouyang..."

"You can just call me Brother Mo. I'm also quite a bit older than you. You can call me that if you want. You don't dare to be a hero." Ouyang Mo interrupted me, speaking a little indifferently.

"Then, don't call me 'Master Feng' anymore, just call me Xiaotuo."

"Okay." Ouyang Mo answered simply.

Yan Li, who had been sitting beside me without speaking, still didn’t see him speak, just staring blankly at the man across from me, I couldn’t help shaking my head, and then said to that side: “It’s almost Chinese New Year, Ou… …Brother Mo would like to stay in the palace for the New Year? Even if you rush back to Jiangnan now, it will be too late, right? And I really miss Xiaojing."

Ouyang Mo's eyes flashed secretly, and then he raised his eyes and smiled at my gentleman: "I have recruited people from the castle, and I must be able to come to the capital during the New Year, and we will live together at that time." Years, I will go back after finishing the matter."

"Oh, that's fine."

Hearing our conversation, Liu Jing understood now, and Xiaolian happily waved his fat and tender little hands there, "Daddy, is it true? Can we eat rice cakes during the Chinese New Year with Brother Xiaotuo?"

I don't know which word touched Ouyang Mo's wound, his face throbbed with pain, although the sadness in his eyes was fleeting, I could see it clearly.

My mind changed, and I quickly changed the topic, "Ou...Brother Mo is still practicing martial arts in the cold weather, how hard is it?"