Huangluo Kyushu

With her mind set, Mo Lian regained her indifferent look, although she grew up in Prince Gong's Mansion since she was a child.However, the life of Young Master Shanghuang in Yicuilou was not in vain.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye would know that although Liu Muge is self-willed and proud, the character of this proud girl of heaven is very pure, pure like the structure of water.How can such a proud Princess Muge compare to a harem woman like Concubine Cui?

It seems that the sudden illness of Princess Muge, who has always been healthy, has something to do with Concubine Cui.

His midnight-like pupils suddenly narrowed, and the young master Shanghuang who had been in the Yicui Tower for a year and was taught by the beauty Liaoluan himself was no longer the innocent boy he was before.Therefore, even facing Concubine Cui Gui is easy.

While secretly lamenting Mo Han's good means, Mo Lian faintly felt that Mo Han's purpose should be more than that...

Concubine Cui's beautiful eyes looked at the fancy face in front of her, full of admiration and jealousy, not long ago she had such a beautiful face.However, when Hua passed away, there was nothing left...

It is said that a woman's intuition is terrible, but this concubine Cui Gui, who has not been refined in the harem, only noticed the difference in the person in front of her after a while.If it weren't for that identical appearance, she really felt that this Liu Muge was a completely different person.

Although it is different from usual, but looking at the wayward and indulgent Princess Muge in the past, with her lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, her twisted psychology is still greatly satisfied.

"Princess Muge, although you are late, but I dare not blame you, please go outside the palace to help yourself..."

Gently stretching out her hand, Gong'e beside Concubine Cui helped her up.The imperial concubine drove, full of style.

Mo Lian looked at the numb expression of the little eunuch in front of her, and knew that there must be something good waiting for her.Sure enough, the little eunuch at the side said sharply, "Princess Muge, please follow the miscellaneous family."

When the two came outside the bedroom, Gong'e held Mo Lian down, and Mo Lian knelt down straight.There was a sharp pain in the knee.

"Princess Muge, the imperial concubine asked you to wait here, waiting for the empress to summon you."

Kneeling?

What the little eunuch said surprised Mo Lian.

They actually let the honorable Princess Mu Ge of the Liu family kneel outside the bedroom like this?

Concubine Cui is really courageous, who gave her this right!

However, Mo Lian didn't care if he was just kneeling, after all, he was a man.Even kneeling for hours is fine.

However, Mo Lian never thought that this kneeling would last for most of the day.

Because she is a dancer, Mo Lian has always taken great care of her legs.Straightening her back, Mo Lian secretly rubbed her already numb legs, her knees had already lost feeling.Only, the back is still straight.

As her physical strength gradually faded away, Mo Lian cheered up, but she heard the maids around her whispering, "Xiaoyu, tell me, how about watching Princess Muge's work?"

Gong'e named Xiaoyu happily replied, "Of course, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would believe that wayward and arrogant

Princess Muge still has such a docile side, so our empress is really capable! "

"Speaking of which, the young prince of Prince Gong's mansion hasn't come out since he bought that young master of Shanghuang. Sure enough, he is a bit inferior to the beautiful Princess Muge, the first dancer."

"That's right, everyone in the capital said, 'Tsing Yi, water sleeves startle Hongwu, green eyes flow to know Shanghuang.' That Shanghuang son must be extremely beautiful." The idle little eunuch also joined the battle,

"But, he's a man!" The maid named Xiao Yu looked at the young eunuch with a face full of disapproval.

The little eunuch narrowed his small eyes, and smiled even more obscenely, "You can't say that, this Shanghuang is the number one dancer, and that face is not determined not to lose to all the beauties. So, he can use it very well." Said to be more comfortable than women~”

"Sex embryo!" The two little maids beside her blushed when they heard that.

"It's just a pity that Princess Muge has such a beautiful face!" The little eunuch narrowed his eyes, staring at 'Liu Muge' who was kneeling not far away.

Mo Lian frowned, and smiled wryly. These little people who groveled in the palace would never have imagined that the one kneeling in front of them was the beloved Young Master Shanghuang whom they called.

Secretly admired Mo Han's intelligence in his heart, he used himself as a barrier to protect Liu Muge, and used it thoroughly.

When it was getting dark, Concubine Cui finally sent someone to send Princess Muge back.

Mo Lian had been kneeling for a long time, and his legs were already numb. If it weren't for the help of Gong'e beside him, he might not even be able to stand up.

After getting on the sedan chair to Prince Gong's Mansion, Mo Lian gently rubbed her legs.The skillful massage made the redness and swelling of his knees slightly subside.

At this time, the effect of Yi Yan's medicine faded away, and Mo Lian returned to her original appearance.

Opening the curtain, Mo Lian fell off the sedan chair because of the sharp pain in her knees. She thought that what was waiting for her was the cold ground, but she didn't want to fall into a warm embrace.

Mo Lian raised her head and met Mo Han's cold eyes. The emerald green pupils flickered. Mo Lian stood up and limped towards her Ying Lian without even saluting to Mo Han. live.

Mo Han didn't speak, and silently followed Mo Lian to Yinglianju.Mo Lian sat blankly on the bed as if she didn't see Mo Han,

Bi-color eyes could not find a gleam of light.He closed his eyes and said softly, "Young Prince, I'm sorry, I'm tired."

A burst of exhaustion hit, and Mo Lian also lay down in his clothes, who could not care about Mo Han.In the haze, he felt the slightest coolness coming from between his knees, as if someone was gently rubbing his knees, slowing down the burning pain that kept coming.

In the blur, Mo Lian seemed to hear a slight sigh.

who is it?Who is sighing?

Mo Lian tried her best to open her tired eyes, but only saw a vague outline...

When I woke up again, it was already dark, my knees were still in pain, and my whole body was sore and sore.Mo Lian rubbed her sleepy eyes,

But saw an unexpected figure.

Still dressed in white, he is such a filthy young master Pianpianjia, and he is indeed the dream lover that every girl in Shangjing fantasizes about.

"Young prince..."

Has he been there all this time?

"Are you awake?" Mo Han still had a smile on his face, Mo Lian froze, as if he was a little puzzled by the smile on his face.

The next moment, the man in white walked up to Mo Lian, the smile on his cold face faded, "Are you angry? Mo Lian?"

The eyelids drooped slightly, and the beautiful blue phoenix eyes were covered by the slender eyelashes. Mo Lian did not speak.

Mo Han's slender fingers lifted Mo Lian's slender chin, forcing the young man to look directly at him, but the words uttered from his beautifully shaped lips were like a curse, "Are you blaming me?"

blame?

A bitter arc was drawn on Mo Lian's lips, "Mo Lian dare not."

"No, you blame me."

The corners of Mo Lian's lips evoked a graceful arc, Mo Han...

Why should I blame you? I'm just a dancer you bought back, so what right do I have to blame you?

Gently embracing the young man's thin arms, Mo Han's face rubbed against Mo Lian's neck, he murmured in a low voice like a child who refused to be satisfied because he couldn't get candy.

"Mo Lian, don't blame me, don't blame me, Mo Lian."

The two embraced like this for a long time, so long that Mo Lian thought her heart was about to be warmed by this embrace.

A smiling voice interrupted everything, "My lord, it's time for you to drink your medicine~"

The reckless little girl broke in, and immediately blushed when she saw the scene in front of her.With a smile, he hurriedly put the medicine bowl on the table, covered his eyes and said, "I didn't see anything." Then he ran out with a jump.

"This girl is really interesting." Mo Han stood up, picked up the medicine bowl on the table with a smile on his face, brought it to the bed, smiled and said to Mo Lian, "Hurry up and drink it, if it gets cold, you can drink it." Oh no."

Picking up the spoon in his hand, he made a posture to feed Mo Lian.Mo Lian shook her head and wanted to take the medicine bowl, but was stopped by Mo Han.

The noble young prince gently blew on the soup in his hand, and fed the little dancer in front of him little by little, with a gentle appearance that seemed to overflow with water.

Mo Lian opened her green pupils wide, suppressing the pain that kept gushing out.

Young prince, why are you bothering?

The time passed quickly, seeing that he had been running for a month, Mo Han treated Mo Lian very well during this time.Although Mo Han has a cold temper, he is unambiguous when acting.If Mo Lian didn't know that Mo Han loved someone else, he might really think that Mo Han was in love with him.

It was this ambiguous attitude that Mo Lian was not used to at first, but after the anxiety passed, the lonely and helpless young man decided to covet the momentary comfort.

All he asks for is that care, so no matter what Mo Han's purpose is, as long as he can allow him to be tender for the rest of his life, that's enough...

"My lord, it's time to drink the medicine." The smiling maid handed the medicine bowl to Mo Lian, with a smile on her pretty face, "My lord, it's good for the lord to take you."

Mo Lian nodded with a wry smile, okay?

Maybe it is, silk and satin, delicacies from mountains and seas.This is the happiness that people praise, and it is also everything Mo Han gave him.

My son, the young prince treats you very well.

I hear this every day, maybe it will come true if I hear it too much...

This day, Mo Han came to Yinglianju again as usual, with a smile on his lips, his happy expression seemed to say, I’m going first, you two continue slowly~~

Mo Han picked up the medicine bowl, smiled gently, and continued to feed Mo Lian the medicine carefully, with gentle movements, as if treating a lover intimately.

why?Mo Lian's eyes flashed with puzzlement, Mo Han, why are you doing this?

"My lord."

Mo Lian spoke lightly, Mo Han stared at him suspiciously and then smiled, "What do you want to say, Mo Lian?"

"My lord, what do you want?"

Mo Lian's voice was indifferent, and a slight smile appeared on her face, such Mo Lian made Mo Han feel strange.

It seems that the separation of more than a year has completely disappeared the weak young man who grew up in Prince Gong's mansion all the year round, and he is not as indifferent as he used to be.

"Mo Lian, I have already said that I want you..."

The soft words of love came, and Mo Han's forehead was pressed against Mo Lian's, and the intimacy between the lovers could be clearly seen.

The warm breath poured down, and the curtains on the warm bed were gradually drawn down.

These days, the intimate behaviors between the two are naturally indispensable. Although Mo Han cares for Mo Lian in every possible way now, but,

Mo Han has always been rough on the Internet.There has never been a gentle caress, only a simple and rough penetration.

After a fight, Mo Lian would often stay in bed for a day.Because of Yi Yan and the continuous erosion of the daily medication, Mo Lian's body has long been worse than before. After every intense sex, besides the physical exhaustion, there is also an unstoppable pain in the heart, which seems invisible sadness of the head.

Mo Han's warm body pressed tightly against Mo Lian's body, and at that moment the cold man couldn't help calling out in a low voice, "Mu Ge."

Afterwards, the residual temperature has not subsided, and the fiery heat is still lingering in the bodies of the two of them.Mo Lian's green pupils looked at Mo Han quietly. The moment when the bodies meet should have been extremely warm, but Mo Lian felt the overwhelming despair keep coming.

As usual, Mo Han didn't stay overnight at Yinglian Residence, he put on the pure white snow-like white clothes and walked out.

After Mo Han left, Hanxiao prepared a bucket of hot water to cleanse Mo Lian.There was still heat in the room, the little girl's face was flushed, and Mo Lian, who was staring at behind the curtain, was so ashamed that she didn't know how to deal with it.

Although this was not the first time, Hanxiao still lowered her head in shame, it took a day for the young prince to recover every time he left the son.

It seems that the young prince really 'loves' the son...

"Young master, get up and wash up."

Gently calling Mo Lian, the person on the bed agreed and got up with difficulty. Seeing Mo Lian get up with a smile, he retreated.

The gentle water soothed the overused body and slightly relieved Mo Lian's physical fatigue.The water vapor rose slowly, and Mo Lian's thoughts drifted back to that night a few years ago.

At that time, Mo Han's body was full of joy, because he couldn't bear to be violent to Liu Muge, so he chose him by chance. Mo Lian, who was only 12 years old, didn't understand such things at all. After being taken over by Mo Han, the first On the second day, I developed a high fever, and I didn't know what to do with the urgent light rain.

In the end, Jiang Ye, who was still a doctor, cleaned up Mo Lian's body and gave him some ointment.

From then on, Mo Lian got used to cleaning by herself, and then dealt with the injured acupoints.

Looking back now, what was your state of mind at that time?

pain?Wronged?lonely?

Maybe there are all of them, but as time goes by, those emotions that were once engraved in my heart have gradually faded away.

Mo Lian is just a person who seeks comfort...

Slowly closing those beautiful eyes, Mo Lian gradually fell asleep amidst the warmth.

"Young master, what are you doing, hurry up!"

The smiling voice was a little hasty, and there was a bit of complaint, "Master, why did you fall asleep like this? What if you catch a cold?"

Following the call with a smile, Mo Lian opened his tired eyes.His body was so sore, he took the towel from Hanxiao's hand and wiped it carelessly.

The smiling pretty face instantly turned red. As the number one dancer, Mo Lian's body is naturally very perfect, with a slender waist,

The smooth and jade-like skin is like the white snow, which is more fascinating than that of a woman.

However, the flawless skin is dotted with terrifying bruises, which is really shocking.

He muttered dissatisfiedly with a smile, "The young prince is really too careless, is this not pampering the young master?"

Mo Lian smiled slightly, and nodded to the embarrassed little maid in front of her. After putting on the obscene clothes, she lay down on the bed, and closed her beautiful eyes tiredly.

Looking at Mo Lian's tired sleepy eyes with a smile, she packed her things lightly and walked out.

The next morning, Mo Lian woke up very early, and her body was not as painful as before. Mo Lian responded with a smile and decided to go for a walk with her lively little maid.

It has been several days since I left Yinglianju, the sun is shining brightly, and it hits people softly, giving me the illusion of being divided.

Mo Lian sat on the edge of the kiosk, squinting her eyes comfortably, like a lazy cat.

From time to time, the servants around looked curiously at this Young Master Shanghuang who was "hidden in the golden house" by the young prince. Although they didn't say anything, they all knew the identity of the number one dancer in the past.

"My lord, my lord, how about we go over there for fun?" Holding a plate of hibiscus cake in his hand, he said to Mo Lian happily with a smile.

Mo Lian saw a swing in the direction of her smiling finger. The sunlight hit the small swing, coating it with a layer of warm gold.

His thoughts suddenly floated back to many years ago, when the girl sitting on the swing had a crisp voice, a bright smile, and the sun shining on her was so bright and unparalleled that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

A faint smile appeared on the cold face of the boy behind the girl, and the warm sunlight shone like a beautiful picture.

At that time, I was hiding in an inconspicuous corner, watching them quietly with eyes full of envy.

Mo Lian sighed softly, "It's really been a long time..."

"Master?" Han Xiao blinked her big watery eyes in confusion.

Mo Lian shook her head, smiled and said nothing.

"Young master, let's go over there to play."

Unable to resist the little girl beside her, Mo Lian followed Hanxiao to the swing.

Smiling even happier, she patted the swing and said to Mo Lian with a smile, "My lord, come up, I'll push you!"

Her swearing look made Mo Lian spoiled.

"Hanxiao, what are you talking about? The young master should push you."

Hanxiao pursed her lips, "Master, why don't you understand? You are much lighter than Hanxiao..."

What Hanxiao said was right. Although Hanxiao was a girl, she was a few years older than Mo Lian after all. In addition, as a dancer, Mo Lian's body was light and weak.

Looking at the big eyes that were smiling and flickering, coupled with her longing, Mo Lian no longer refused, and sat down with a smile.

Smiling and gently pushing Mo Lian's back, the wind whizzed past Mo Lian's ears, as if flying in an instant.Mo Lian's smile was clear, and she felt that it was almost the prettiest smile she had ever seen.

"What are you doing? Who told you to touch it?"

Before she could react, Mo Lian fell off the swing due to the huge impact, her thin body fell a long way, and a large area of ​​bright red blood was wiped between her smooth forehead.

"Son!"

The laughing voice almost trembled.

Mo Lian opened her blue eyes wide, looked at Mo Han in front of her, and smiled sadly.

Mo Han's face was cold, and his sharp eyes pierced Mo Lian's heart instantly, "Who told you to touch it? Who told you to touch Mu Ge's things?"

The long eyelashes drooped, forming black shadows around Mo Lian's eyes.

How could he have forgotten?After all, I am an insignificant substitute, and I will never compare with the tenderness who is cared for carefully.

Can't compare, even if you try hard, you can't compare...