Although King Yu is not in favor, he is still a prince. He has always been a respectable man since childhood, but there is no scar on his body. This is different from the cloak man.
Then, he is probably just king Yu, and has nothing to do with the cloak man.
Mo Shanghua's doubts are dispelled. When he looks at Yan Beicheng's naked upper body, his eyes become unnatural for no reason, and his white cheeks are flushed.
She hurriedly pulled aside the quilt and covered Yan Beicheng's upper body tightly, which was a little settled in her heart. However, her eyes fell on Yan Beicheng's cheek again, and the words of the cloaker slowly floated out of her mind.
Although Yuzhou is located in a remote area, Yan Beicheng's identity here is doomed that Yuzhou will not be a peaceful and simple place. She thought it was too simple before.
What's more, she just came to Yuzhou and has no foundation at all. If she wants to have a foothold, maybe, as the cloak people said, she should continue to narrow her edge, quietly add her own wings and find a backing.
As for this backer, the person in front of us is the best choice.
Yan Beicheng sleeps for an hour and wakes up early. He stood up with his bed and saw that he was naked and that he was sitting alone in front of the mirror combing his hair. But after this suddenly, there is only a look of disgust.
He put on his clothes and covered his back neck, which was slightly painful for some reason. He muttered in disgust, "did I drink so much yesterday that I ran away from chenghuan pavilion to have a rest here?"
Mo Shanghua puts the gods of Yan Beicheng into her eyes one by one through the faint Huang Luan mirror, but she is not angry. Instead, she puts down her rhinoceros horn comb and walks over with a smile.
"Lord, I'll wait for you to change."
While speaking, he had already picked up Yan Beicheng's coat, leveled it in his hand and motioned him to come.
A little surprised flashed across Yan Beicheng's face. He turned suspiciously and smoothed his hand. "What medicine did you take today?"
Mo Shanghua doesn't answer, but moves gently and puts his clothes on Yan Beicheng.
The wound on the body can't be found by others. As usual, she gently pulled a pair of hands, which inevitably involved the wound between her arms. Suddenly, she frowned and frowned, and her movements in her hands were also stagnant.
"Why?" Yan Beicheng looked at the flowers on the street behind him, and his sword eyebrows frowned, as if dissatisfied.
"Nothing." The frown of the flower on the street was immediately smoothed, the slight white lip gently lifted a smile, and the action in his hand was restored, and he continued to put on his clothes.
However, the wound between her left arm, when she raised her hand, would be involved from time to time, so that the movement in her hand would be slow and stagnant from time to time.
Yan Beicheng turned around and looked at the flower on the street who hung his head and tied his belt. He couldn't help but say, "it's not good to do such a thing. It's clumsy."
Having said that, he is very useful, let the stranger play with and serve, without the slightest intention to let her stop.
Mo Shanghua looks up at Yan Beicheng, but he doesn't speak. He suddenly leans down and gets close to him. His arms pass through his thin waist, and he wants to wrap his belt around him.
Just stretching like this, the wound between her left arm was torn badly. She breathed in pain and moved in her hand. Then she leaned against Yan Beicheng.
Wenxiang nephrite into his arms, Yanbei city can not afford half of the waves in the heart, suddenly move, can not help but laugh, "you this woman, this time do not forget to take advantage of the king."
Just that paint black eyes bottom, but clearly across a light color of worry, even he himself did not notice.
Mo Shanghua gritted her teeth and endured the pain between her arms. She slowly moved her belt around Yan Beicheng's waist. Before the tie, her fingertips had another meal. After a while, she continued to pull the knot.
Yan Beicheng always murmured that she was clumsy and clumsy. From the beginning to the end, she didn't complain. She even came back with a smile. When everything was ready, she personally served him to wash. Then she slowed down her voice and said in a soft voice, "Lord, breakfast will be OK for a while, but do you want to stay?"
Yan Beicheng was very satisfied with Mo Shanghua's kindness this morning, so he nodded and agreed to stay.
Mo Shanghua just ordered her to go down. In a short time, Qin Ya took a group of servant girls and presented the breakfast one by one.
Yan Beicheng was about to move his chopsticks, but he suddenly remembered something in his mind. He picked up the chopsticks and put them down again. "Did you go to the medicine pavilion a few days ago?"
How could he know so quickly?
Did he send someone to watch her?
The flower water eyes on the street dye a touch of dark color, in the heart suddenly gave birth to several possibilities.
Before she had time to think about it, Yan Beicheng seemed to see what she was thinking and said in a low voice: "don't think that I sent someone to watch you. You made a lot of noise that day. The housekeeper and the chief bodyguard came to me to report it."
Mo Shanghua's doubts were relieved. He thought about it a little, and then said, "that day, my maid was in an emergency, so I didn't have time to go out to prepare medicine. I heard that there was a medicine Pavilion in this house, so I went there rashly. Unexpectedly, the housekeeper of the pavilion was disrespectful to me, so I punished her a little. Later, the chief bodyguard stopped me, and I didn't go in."Yan Beicheng is used to willful and reckless behavior. If she doesn't explain it well, she can't figure out what he has to say.
Unexpectedly, Yan Beicheng just slightly lowered his jaw, picked up the chopsticks again, and told him, "you are the princess. Since the housekeeper is disrespectful to you, the punishment should be taken. It's just the medicine Pavilion. If it's OK, you should never go again."
"Yes." The flower on the street whispered and thought about it in her heart. She said casually: "I heard that there seems to be an expert in the medicine Pavilion who has been stationed all the time. Even if people outside let go, he won't let people in. The servant girl in the house is very evil. I don't believe it."
Yan Beicheng raised his eyes, glanced at the flowers on the street, swallowed what he had in his mouth, and then said, "don't believe it. All those maids are broken mouthed. They like to pass on mistakes with mistakes. You are a princess. If you join them, you will lose your face. "
Mo Shanghua nodded, and then he continued to eat with his head down.
There was another silence in the air. There was no other sound except the sound of the collision between the bowls and chopsticks.
Rice used half of the time, Mo Shanghua is suddenly put down the bowl chopsticks, originally in the soft light of the beautiful eyes, undisguised across a few distinct dim color, a pair of words and stop appearance.
Yan North City stares at her face to see that for a while, the sword eyebrow not only slightly stirs up, "you this have a mind?"? Is there anything I dare not say? "
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