Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

Outside Fuyao Hall, the moonlight was thick.

Mo Xiaohuan didn't close his eyes all night, until it was almost dawn, he closed his eyes slowly and fell asleep.

In a daze, it seemed that someone was hugging her slender body.

The familiar and warm breath is in the ears.

Mo Xiaohuan suddenly felt a little comfortable, she twisted along this embrace, found a more comfortable angle, and wanted to fall asleep deeply.

Now everything is ready, only one step away from leaving the palace.

Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan who was like a cat in his arms, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

He carefully lifted her body: "Little slob, get up and eat something first."

She had just found out that she was pregnant, so she must feel very tired during this time.

Her body, and the little one in her belly, need nourishment.

"Sleepy..." the little woman in her arms murmured lazily, "I'm sleepy..."

She waved her hands as if she didn't want to be disturbed.

Yu Beiming couldn't help but relax his movements, he rarely saw Mo Xiaohuan let go of his grudges.

At this moment, Mo Xiaohuan is soft and cute, like a sweet snack.

"Eat a little before going to bed." Yu Beiming couldn't help pinching Mo Xiaohuan's nose.

"Hmm..." Mo Xiaohuan couldn't breathe well, and before he opened his eyes, he waved his hand, "I don't want to eat! What are you doing!"

Yu Beiming laughed, ignoring Mo Xiaohuan's beating and beating in his arms, and hugged Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan could only hug his neck tightly and wake up: "Where are you carrying me? Let me down quickly."

"You'll know when you go." Yu Beiming had a smile on his lips.He stopped talking and left Fuyao Hall with Mo Xiaohuan in his arms.

Outside the hall, the scenery is just right.Singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Mo Xiaohuan's eyes were so blinded by the dazzling glare that he tilted his head, so he had to hide in Yu Beiming's arms.

Yu Beiming walked to an attic next to Zhaoyang Hall.

There are flowers and plants under the attic.The breeze is coming slowly, bringing bursts of warm floral fragrance.

The wind blows the white gauze curtain, and you can vaguely see the railings outside the attic.

And the sunlight falls on the embroidered carpet in the attic through the white gauze curtain, which has a special charm.

"This is……?"

Mo Xiaohuan was a little puzzled.

The decoration style of the entire attic is somewhat different from that of King Ling's Mansion.

Because of Yu Beiming's preference, the entire Ling Wang Palace is full of masculinity.But this attic has the flavor of the southern country.

Yu Beiming smiled without saying a word.

Mo Xiaohuan walked hesitantly to the edge of the attic, leaning on the railing, and looked out.

In the distance, snow covered the top of the mountain.Nearby, there are blooming flowers.

"Like it?"

Yu Beiming leaned over, stretched out his long arms, and hugged Mo Xiaohuan from behind.

Mo Xiaohuan nodded: "It's beautiful."

In her previous life, she grew up in the south.After traveling to this time and space, he lived in the imperial city for a while.Later, she married into Yu Beiming's fief, and was trapped in this palace for a long time.

She almost forgot how long she hadn't seen such a colorful scene, such a scene of flying bees and butterflies.

A smile spread unconsciously, and another gust of warm wind blew in. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Mo Xiaohuan's expression fell into Yu Beiming's eyes.He hugged Mo Xiaohuan and sat down at the table.

"How did you do it?" Mo Xiaohuan asked.

The North has always been cold.And the snow in the distance has not melted.How did Yu Beiming plant lush flowers in such a severe cold weather.

"I bring the water from the hot spring in the back mountain to the front of the attic. The surface temperature rises so that flower beds can be cultivated."

A maid brought over a small stove, Mo Xiaohuan took it and held it in her hand.

Actually, it wasn't too cold in the attic.Because there are large heaters at the four corners, and there is an incense burner beside the table.

Yu Beiming brought the carefully prepared food to Mo Xiaohuan's mouth: "Taste it."

This is the first time he has tried his best to please a woman.Seeing Mo Xiaohuan's expression just now, he knew that she liked her very much.

Mo Xiaohuan shook her head: "I'm not hungry."

Her eyes wandered into the distance.

Yu Beiming would definitely not do these things for no reason.Has he already guessed something?

Or, has he been aware of his escape plan?

"Eat a little even if you're not hungry." Yu Beiming's domineering temper came up again.He turned back Mo Xiaohuan's delicate face, and personally handed the food to her lips.

For some reason, Yu Beiming doesn't like Mo Xiaohuan's loose attitude towards him now.

He didn't like her always paying attention to other people and other things, but always ignoring the big living person around her.

When will she be able to focus on him.Just like other women, look at him with a woman's gaze.

Mo Xiaohuan's chin hurt a little from being pinched by Yu Beiming, and she lost her temper for a moment: "I said I don't want to eat!"

Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, she involuntarily backed away to avoid Yu Beiming.

Yu Beiming paused, he made her feel scared?

"Be good. Just eat a little bit." He persuaded nicely.Afraid that she would dodge again.

Stretching out his hand, his big hand gently stroked Mo Xiaohuan's cheek: "You have lost a lot of weight."

Mo Xiaohuan was slightly startled.

In this case, is it really Yu Beiming who said it?

Yu Beiming's concerned expression and gentle eyes made Mo Xiaohuan fall into inexplicable feelings for a while.

Is it moved?

maybe.

There were some pastry residues on her lips, but Mo Xiaohuan didn't know it.

Yu Beiming leaned over and pecked at her lips bit by bit.

The warm lips fell, and Mo Xiaohuan closed his eyes gently.

She doesn't really like being touched by a man like Yu Beiming.

But when did she start to accept Yu Beiming gradually.

Just now, she was still in his sleep, being hugged by him.She was not alert, did not wake up.

It seems that his approach has become a habit.

Habit!Terrible habit!

Once, she heard people say: a man and a woman did not love each other at first.

But after being together for a long time, it becomes a habit.

Inseparable again.

Is that right?

Yu Beiming in front of him has an incomparably handsome face, and his rare warmth is even more irresistible.

"Look at the lonely king." Yu Beiming reminded Mo Xiaohuan softly.

Her eyes drifted to nowhere.He always felt as if she would leave at any moment.

His voice was low, with an irresistible majesty.

Just one sentence brought Mo Xiaohuan back to reality.

Yu Beiming is always Yu Beiming, he is the first prince of Dongling Kingdom.

Known for its ruthlessness.There are three thousand beauties in the other courtyard, and countless staff under the door.

He is not his lover after all.

In this life, Mo Xiaohuan does not seek glory and wealth, let alone an official position, but only hopes to have a gentle and wishful husband who can accompany him by his side.

Ugh.Mo Xiaohuan sighed inwardly.

A touch of melancholy spread.

Mo Xiaohuan withdrew her thoughts and stared at Yu Beiming in front of her.

Her tone returned to indifference: "I've already eaten, what else do you want to do?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaohuan had become so indifferent, Yu Beiming's tone became tough: "You don't care about your own body, but you have to think about the son of the lonely king."

"If the prince is only worried about the heirs, then please don't worry about it anymore." An inexplicable sourness welled up in my heart.

He teased her and made her happy, but because she was pregnant with his child?