The Story of a Stroppy Princess

"But it's going to be a Chinese New Year, aren't you going to leave after the Chinese New Year?" Cao Qinger got anxious, and she couldn't bear to spend Yueling. (((Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com )))

"The king just left, I don't think Dameng will celebrate it too much, and it's too cold here. I have discussed with Wushuang for a long time, and I'm planning to go back. It's time to spring there." Huayue Ling took her hand too Very reluctant.

"Linger, what are you going to do? I will go back!" Cao Qinger burst into tears.

"Qinger!" Jimo Zi eagerly said, "You, you go back, what should I do?"

"I don't care. I want to go back. I don't have any relatives here. I want to go back with Linger. I also want my righteous father and family." Cao Qinger immediately hugged Huayue Ling.

Jimo drew his lips straight and said, "No, you're gone. What do I mean here, I will go too!" Jimo Zi showed his distressed color.

"Ah, you, how are you going? Besides, I don't have a long time to live. It is better that you let me go back and find another princess." Cao Qing'er was also afraid that he would face life and death parting.

"Qing'er, what are you talking about, are you willing to let me miss you here?" Jimo Zi almost cried.

"Zi, but I can't bear Linger." Cao Qinger kept crying.

Huayue Ling patted Cao Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, don't do this, Zi Zi will be sad to you. Your poison, I will think of a way. After I return to Dameng, I will let someone send me a potion first. You try It may work, and I will pay attention to the scorpion. If I catch him, I will force the antidote and send it immediately. Don't worry too much. "

"Yeah, Qinger, don't leave me." Jimo Zi sat next to her and hugged her aggrieved, but there was a dignity of a king.

"You, you go away." Cao Qing'er blushed, how could this guy be so shameless.

"Oh, it's okay, that's why Ziyi loves you, you should be happy, I will come to see you when I have time." Huayue Ling smiled.

"But, I'm bored alone." Cao Qing'er was depressed.

"You can also make new friends. Dameng women are bold and cheerful. They should get along well. Zizi, you should spend more time with Qinger." Huayue Ling immediately said to Jimo Zi.

Mo Wushuang suddenly said: "It's not boring to let Qinger have children."

"Good idea." Mo Ziyi suddenly lighted his eyes.

"No!" Cao Qing'er quickly shook his head. "My poison is not solved. If the child is there, I will not be able to bear it." Cao Qing'er shook her head in fear.

Immediately, Jimo Zi said with distress: "No, I will order all doctors today to detoxify you. Someone will do it."

"Don't, son-in-law. In this way, those court officials would have something to say, maybe you want to set up your concubine immediately, do you really want to marry another woman?" Cao Qing'er said that she immediately got angry.

"Qing'er, you, don't you know me yet? I won't, you'll be the only one in your life! So you won't die, you will have many babies." Jimo Zi was deeply moved by the love of Huayue Ling To love each other forever with Cao Qinger.

Cao Qing suddenly touched him and hugged him.

"What's the matter with you, isn't it to be happy to have a meal." Huayue Ling looked at them with amusement.

"It's all up to you, why do you have to leave so fast, so you can wait until the New Year? It's still half a month, and I don't want to spend the New Year alone."

Hua Yueling was indeed a bit unbearable. Turning his head to look at Mo Wushuang, Mo Wushuang looked at Jim Mo Zi's pleading look, and nodded, "Linger, don't be in a hurry these days, then you will have the New Year Come on. "

Huayue Ling really wanted to go after New Year's Eve, in order to accompany Cao Qinger, but when she thought of Nangong Yu, he felt a little bit of pain. Now he can only live with Hua Linhai and Hua Qingyun in the former Prince's Palace outside, although He was accompanied by two people, but he must also be very lonely. If only he could eat New Year's Eve together, look up at Mo Wushuang, revealing some emotions that Mo Wushuang did not understand.

"What's wrong, do you have to leave?" Mo Wushuang looked at her little face in puzzlement.

"No, it's not." Hua Yueling looked at Cao Qing'er's longing eyes, after all, she was soft-hearted.

"It's great, Linger, whee." Huayue Ling was hugged by Cao Qinger again, that is, Mo Zi puckered the corner of his mouth, his face was not very cool, and his own lady was not so enthusiastic about hugging herself.

"Well, then again, Ziyu will be jealous." Hua Yueling pushed her away and laughed.

"What vinegar you eat, you are more important than him!" Cao Qinger said directly.

"Qinger." Jimo Zi showed his grieving bitter face.

"If it weren't for Linger, I wouldn't have been today, wouldn't you have thanked Linger?" Cao Qinger said to Jimo Zi.

"Of course I want to thank, I was not jealous." Jimo Zi was thinking about punishing him at night, so that he lost face.

Cao Qing'er then smiled with satisfaction: "Let's eat now, Linger, if you eat more, the child will be fat for nothing, is it a boy or a girl?"

"I haven't called the Royal Doctor for diagnosis. It is good for both men and women. I don't care." Huayue Ling touched his stomach and smiled, and the holy face had the brightness of motherhood.

"Anyway, you and Wang Ye are both handsome men and women, and the boys and girls must be beautiful and handsome." Jim Zi blurted out with a smile.

When Hua Yueling's complexion changed, she immediately looked at Mo Wushuang, and Mo Wushuang was already silent for the whole person.

"Zi Xiu, eat it fast, it just hurts so much!" Cao Qing'er couldn't understand right away, he jammed the vegetables and blocked Jimo's mouth, Jimo Zi was embarrassed, he didn't mean it.

"Wushuang, why don't you eat something and eat more?" Huayue Ling helped Wushuang pinch vegetables and reached out to hold his somewhat cold hand.

Mo Wushuang looked up and smiled slightly: "Okay, you can eat more." He also said that he was picking vegetables for Huayue Ling, and Cao Qinger saw this scene and cried again.

"Qinger, what's the matter with you?" Jimo looked at her guiltily.

"No, it's okay." Cao Qing'er just thought the three were too bitter, but she couldn't help anything.

Mo Wushuang's crescent-like eyes glanced gently at Cao Qing'er, and then looked at Hua Yueling's little face warmly looking at him, his heart choked.

"It's okay, come, let's have a drink." Huayue Ling picked up the tea cup and said happily.

Everyone also picked up the tea cup, the atmosphere was slightly better, but they were always mixed with a touch of sorrow.

After dinner, it was dark, and Mo Wushuang wrapped Huayue Ling's body with a coat, and took her both slowly back to Enning Palace.

"It's finally not snowing tonight, Wushuang, you see a star coming out, that one is the Big Dipper." Hua Yueling looked up at the sky and said happily.

"Why is it called Big Dipper?" Mo Wushuang puzzled.

"Because it's in the north, if someone gets lost, as long as you find it, you know your direction. When we go back, it's behind us, huh." Huayue Ling smiled slightly, and the cold wind made her small Red nose.

"So it is, Linger is really smart." Mo Wushuang smiled, tightening her even more.

The footsteps of the two left a long string on the snow, one large and one small, very harmonious. By the wall, Dongmei was open, and even more lonely and glamorous in the bright white snow, everything was quiet, People's hearts also followed the calm.

Back at Enning Palace, Mo Wushuang waited for Hua Yueling to soak her feet in hot water, then helped her to lie in bed, cleaned herself before getting into the quilt, Hua Yueling would approach him actively, and nestled in his arms.

The two of them have been in this mode since this time, but they haven't gone any further.

Tonight's Mo Wushuang was a bit turbulent, and his hands on Huayue Ling's waist gently stroked, but he dared not touch them, because when he moved, Huayue Ling's entire body became rigid, but he said nothing.

The big hand finally rested on her belly, feeling the little life inside.

Hua Yueling's body slowly relaxed.

Mo Wushuang buried her face in her hair, smelling the faint scent, and the inner diamond of the body was running to calm down his commotion, which he often did this time, In order to resist the urge to not kiss her, touch her, and love her, because he knows that Linger still does not accept himself, she is only atonement, but he hopes that one day, she will ask him to take the initiative and give him one last point dignity.

The two remained motionless, Huayue Ling gradually sinking into dreamland, and Mo Wushuang began to adjust his breath and rest, because he had to cover her with a quilt in the middle of the night. The woman's sleeping condition was really bad.

Although half a month later, for Huayue Ling, every day is tormented. Although she is very harmonious with Mo Wushuang, she misses Nangong Yu, her heart hurts for him. She knows this. is love.

On this day, Cao Qinger asked the palace girl to invite Huayue Ling to her bedroom, saying that there were other relatives and women of Jimo Ziyu, and asked her to accompany him. Mo Wushuang did not want to go with a bunch of women, so he said he would go out On a trip, the two were temporarily separated.

Huayue Ling came to Cao Qing'er's bedroom. There was no one at all. Cao Qinger took her to the small compartment of the main bedroom. Nangong Ai was sitting on a stool waiting for her.

Huayue Ling actually thought of Cao Qinger because she believed that Cao Qinger would not be so boring and gossip with those women.

"Linger." Nangong Yan's handsome face was even thinner. A few beards began to settle under his chin and nose. Seeing that Huayue Ling was so distressed, he ran to his arms and said: "Master, You, are you okay? "They haven't been able to meet for a long time, because Mo Wushuang has been silently by her side.

Cao Qing'er blinked at Hua Yueling and closed the door, leaving the space to this pair of bitter lives.

"Linger." Nangong gleam in tears and hugged her tightly.

"Lightly, the child was squeezed." Huayue Ling quickly pushed him away and touched his belly.

Nangong Aya did not look at her stomach, but looked at the face he thought about day and night with fierce and affectionate eyes.

"Master Wang, how are you doing?" Huayue Ling held his hands and asked worriedly.

"Linger is good, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm okay." Nangong Yan showed a slight smile, and the handsome man's charm on his handsome face made Huayue Ling Feng's eyes moist.

"Master Wang." Heartbroken into his warm embrace again, Hua Yueling's tears went down, and she owed him a lot.