Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

The Zhaoyang Hall is indeed very imposing. Looking from a distance, there is a faint auspicious aura leaping on the hall, which is much more domineering than the Fuyao Hall.

Standing in the distance, Mo Xiaohuan always felt that what he saw was the imperial palace.

Mo Xiaohuan followed the aunt in charge through several corridors, and finally came to the door of a sleeping hall.

All the maids in the hall are dressed in light pink mansion clothes, only one woman is wearing a water red dress.

The incongruous color made her stand out, and Mo Xiaohuan thought she must be Yu Meiren.

Sure enough, the woman in the water-red dress came forward, bowed her knees in front of Mo Xiaohuan and said, "Mei Ren Yu pays her respects to the princess."

Mo Xiaohuan's current status is still the princess.So in terms of etiquette, Mo Xiaohuan replied to Meiren Yu: "Excuse me."

Mo Xiaohuan quietly and quickly looked into the hall, but unfortunately there were several layers of screens behind the low wall - he couldn't see anything.

But even with a guess, Yu Beiming was not inside.

So now I and Yu Meiren have to wait for the noble king to come back to bed?

All kinds of questions in Mo Xiaohuan's mind still hadn't formed yet, but the aunt in charge who stood aside said, "Princess, Meiren Yu, the prince will be back soon, please go and make the bed..."

Make the bed?

But the master responded quickly: "Princess, the lord has indeed invited you and Meiren Yu to attend bedtime tonight..."

... Waiting for bedtime...is it the abbreviation of... Waiting for bedtime...?

Oops.

Mo Xiaohuan withdrew her little hand covering her chest.He thought, anyway, he was leaving soon, so today he would follow the flow of favors and cooperate with Meiren Yu to tidy up the bed.

A quarter of an hour later, the bed was tidy.

But Mo Xiaohuan couldn't leave right away, he had to wait until Yu Beiming came to bed.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour... After a long time, Yu Beiming still hadn't come to the bedroom.

Mo Xiaohuan and Yu Meiren stood facing each other at the door of the bedroom.

Mo Xiaohuan had no idea how long the time had passed.

The sky was black, and the night wind was blowing into the neckline.

Mo Xiaohuan dozed off with his head down—this was a skill Mo Xiaohuan developed in his third year of high school.

Drowsy... I don't know if I can go back to modern times when I open my eyes after falling into a deep sleep.

Ok?

How does it feel like someone is staring at you!

In the dark, it was like being stared at by a hungry beast hiding in the dark!

Mo Xiaohuan suddenly opened his eyes, facing a pair of sharp eyes above his head!

day!

"scare!"

Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help covering her chest and jumped back a step.

But... When did this man stand in front of her?

The other party was dressed in cyan casual clothes, tall and muscular!

Such a strong body with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs!In modern times, it is not an exaggeration to use it as an underwear model!

However, the man in front of him has a natural and oppressive aura!

The opponent's aura is too strong!

Mo Xiaohuan suddenly woke up from fright!

She hurriedly lowered her head, and inadvertently caught sight of the man's sleeves—the cuffs of his clothes seemed to be embroidered with golden dragon patterns!

Gold is the color only royals can wear.And the dragon pattern!But it is the logo that belongs exclusively to the Seventh Prince Yu Beiming!

This handsome and attractive man is the most powerful prince of Dongling Kingdom, Yu Beiming!

"The concubine doesn't know the lonely king?" The extremely deep voice... like a red-skinned drum, reverberated with waves of aftertaste.

Mo Xiaohuan trembled and lowered her head halfway.

He...was accusing himself...of dozing off? !

But what did he just say... Lonely King?

He is a prince, and he calls himself a lonely king? !

Rebellion!

Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help raising his head, looking at the guy above him.

There was an obvious chill in Yu Beiming's slender and deep eyes.His long black hair, which was tightly tied, seemed to contribute to the chill, and his eyes fixed on Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan hastily lowered her head again, a good girl doesn't want to suffer in front of her eyes.

She withdrew her unscrupulous gaze.

Although she is the concubine of Yu Beiming in name, it is obvious that in this country, the concubine is just an ornament.

The concubine has no real power, and the significance of her existence is not very important. At most, she is used to serve Yu Beiming.

As an unpopular princess, you must pay more attention to your words and deeds.

Mo Xiaohuan was thinking about how to answer Yu Beiming.

Just when Mo Xiaohuan was organizing words and thinking about how to answer them perfectly, Yu Beiming turned and left.

He walked towards the inner sanctum.After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Xiaohuan.The sharpness of the eyes made Mo Xiaohuan have nothing to hide!

"what!"

The body suddenly flew into the air, and it was too late for Mo Xiaohuan to put away the grief in his heart.

Head dizzy!It took Mo Xiaohuan a while to realize that he was being carried by Yu Beiming on his shoulders!

"You, what are you doing? Let me down!" Mo Xiaohuan had never been so scared by anyone.

You know, according to modern standards, Yu Beiming is at least 1.8 meters eight.

Now that Mo Xiaohuan is being carried on his shoulders, it feels so far away from the ground!

Anyone who is carried on the shoulders of a strange savage man will be afraid.

This is even scarier than riding a high-altitude car!

"Hey!" Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly thumped Yu Beiming's shoulder, "You let me go."

——Squeak, my hands hurt, this guy looks like he's made of bricks, his body is super hard.

Yu Beiming didn't shake Mo Xiaohuan at all, he strode directly to the inner room with Mo Xiaohuan on his shoulders.Mo Xiaohuan had a bad feeling, as if someone had led her into a den of thieves.

The curtains are layered, and the ambergris in the room is even worse.

Yu Beiming threw Mo Xiaohuan away like a rag.Mo Xiaohuan exclaimed, and vaguely saw his long skirt fluttering in the air, and then hit the bed with a bang.

"It hurts..." Mo Xiaohuan rubbed her head.

"Princess—" Yu Beiming dragged out his tone, "I don't seem to remember my identity."

Yu Beiming just stood by the bed and looked at Mo Xiaohuan, with flickering lights in his dark eyes.

His words were not clear and slow, with a strong aftertaste in his tone.It's like high-end perfumes, scented songs, and there are always tail notes that linger in people's minds.

Mo Xiaohuan looked at this tall and handsome man without knowing why.

Yu Beiming, the youngest and courageous prince of Dongling Kingdom.It was rumored that Yu Beiming was cruel and ruthless.

Indeed, Yu Beiming carried a strong evil spirit. If he also had a previous life, it should be the leader of the Italian mafia.

A broad and full forehead, a tall and three-dimensional nose bridge, and a sexy lip line,

At this moment, Mo Xiaohuan couldn't see the slightest expression on his face - it was undeniable that he was extremely handsome.

Such three-dimensional and distinct facial features, if placed in modern times, would definitely be the material of a top perfume male model.

Especially the pair of bottomless eyes under the thick black sword eyebrows!

God, Mo Xiaohuan felt terrified when he caught his gaze.Mo Xiaohuan couldn't fathom his thoughts, every time he looked into his eyes, it was as if he wanted to absorb his soul.

Panicked, Mo Xiaohuan backed away almost reflexively.

"Come here." Yu Beiming sat on the side of the bed leisurely.

He didn't move extra, he just looked at Mo Xiaohuan fixedly.He seemed to have expected that Mo Xiaohuan would be obedient and ran to him obediently.

Mo Xiaohuan was really scared and shook his head.As soon as she met his burning gaze, she hurriedly avoided it.