Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes stared at Mo Xiaohuan.

This feeling seems to be similar!

Mo Xiaohuan suddenly opened his eyes, facing Shang Yu Beiming's bottomless eyes.

In the quiet room, there were only the two of them.

Yu Beiming was full of hostility, and the room seemed like a Shura field!

"What happened to the lonely king's child?"

Yu Beiming's tone was cold, each word seemed to be spoken through gritted teeth.

"Child? Huh, heh." Mo Xiaohuan almost wanted to sneer, and he was still asking the child at this point.

But the next moment.Yu Beiming held Mo Xiaohuan's slender neck with his calloused hands: "Say! Where is the lonely king's child!"

There are ten thousand swords in his eyes.

Mo Xiaohuan resisted the pain in his body, and replied coldly: "Do you want a child? If you really want a child, you shouldn't choose me."

Yu Beiming's expression was startled.

One thought is a disaster!

At first, he didn't pay much attention to this child.

But why now, it has become a concern in his heart.

Mo Xiaohuan's face no longer had the indifference of the past, her slender eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and tears flickered under her bright eyes.

Opening her lips, she finally said the cruel answer: "The child is gone."

Sliding down, big drops of tears finally rolled down from the eye sockets.

She thought she could hold it back, but she didn't expect that the moment she said it, the tears still slid down.

How long has it been since you cried?

do not know.

The body seems to be getting more and more painful.

The baby is also very sad, isn't it?

Yu Beiming didn't speak any more, his lips were tightly pursed.

Slowly letting go of Mo Xiaohuan's neck, the cold light in his eyes became extremely cold.

Yu Beiming moved the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.But in the end, he squeezed it tightly again, and looked at Mo Xiaohuan expressionlessly.

The child is gone.The child is gone...

Mo Xiaohuan's answer was clear.

His first child, his only heir, was gone.

The two people just looked at each other with hatred for each other!

Suddenly, Yu Beiming said: "Go and bury the lonely king's child!"

He raised his hand and waved it down at Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan seemed to hear the furious wind, he didn't dodge, but just looked at Yu Beiming indifferently.

In the end, Yu Beiming's hand did not fall on Mo Xiaohuan.

There was a crisp bang in the room, and the solid wooden table in Yu Beiming's hand shattered.

His body trembled violently, and he stared fiercely at Mo Xiaohuan!

"Mo Qinghuan, listen up!" Yu Beiming had an arrogant and cold expression on his face, just like Mo Xiaohuan's when he first met him.

There was no trace of warmth in his eyes: "The lonely king gave you the qualification, but you didn't cherish it, so don't blame the lonely king for being rude!"

His extremely cold eyes locked on Mo Xiaohuan's face.

Yu Beiming's words seemed like a thorn pierced into her heart.

She turned her head and closed her eyes quietly.

From the moment she decided to stay with Huanpei, she knew what kind of situation would be waiting for her.

On the way back to Beimingwang's mansion, Yu Beiming didn't do anything to Mo Xiaohuan.

But the closer he got to the palace, the more uneasy Mo Xiaohuan became.

It's not fear, it's more like a panic about the unknown.

Being too quiet is not a good thing, especially for someone like Yu Beiming.

He was like a beast guarding its prey in the dark, staring at her in the most secret place.

When we arrived at the palace, everything became familiar again.

There is still some feeling of spring on the border of Daliang, but Ling Wang's palace has turned into cold winter again.

Mo Xiaohuan's clothes were a little thin, and the cold wind stirred her clothes.She still straightened her back.

"Why is the princess trembling?" A cold smile appeared on the corner of Yu Beiming's lips, and his rough palm stroked Mo Xiaohuan's cold skin|skin.

Lin Muxin's voice just came from inside the door: "My lord, you are back!"

When she saw Mo Xiaohuan beside Yu Beiming, she exclaimed, "Sister?"

Yu Beiming took a step forward, hugged Lin Muxin, and said to Mo Xiaohuan: Go back to your Fuyao Palace! "

Mo Xiaohuan got the pardon, took Xiaotao and left without saying a word.

Looking at Mo Xiaohuan who was going away and Yu Beiming who was as cold as ice, Lin Muxin had already guessed a bit.

She leaned her head on Yu Beiming's shoulder, her eyes of resentment followed Mo Xiaohuan all the way.

Mo Qinghuan, since you can't escape, then this princess has no choice but to cut off your retreat forever!

Yu Beiming's kiss fell frantically on Lin Muxin's hair: "How about the lonely king come to your place tonight?"

"Mu Xin welcomes the lord!" Lin Mu Xin seized the opportunity to hook Yu Beiming's neck, and responded enthusiastically.

The hard work along the way made Mo Xiaohuan a little tired.She leaned on the imperial concubine bed.

Seeing her pale face, Xiaotao quickly brought her some nourishing soup.

It was getting dark outside, but Xiaotao was still tidying up.

Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly called her to stop: "Xiao Tao, you are tired too. Go back and rest first. Let's do this for today."

Xiao Tao stopped what she was doing and walked over: "Miss, your complexion is not very good. Xiao Tao will stay with you tonight."

Mo Xiaohuan shook his head.A little dizzy, she couldn't help frowning.

"Miss, are you still not feeling well? This servant will go to the prince and ask him to give you a doctor."

doctor?Mo Xiaohuan smiled wryly.

She has no choice but to die, and what else does the doctor need to do.

"Xiao Tao, remember, if you don't serve me in the future, you have to choose a good master, don't..."

Xiao Tao almost burst into tears when she heard this: "What are you talking about?"

"Your master is right." Yu Beiming's heartless voice sounded outside the door.

"Wang... my lord..." Xiaotao was startled by Yu Beiming, and hurriedly saluted.

The servants who followed Yu Beiming opened the food boxes they had brought, arranged them on the table, and quickly retreated out.

Yu Beiming didn't even look at Xiaotao who was still guarding Mo Xiaohuan, and said in a low voice, "Get out!"

Xiao Tao was still worried about Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan had no choice but to push her: "You are tired too. Go down."

Soon, only Mo Xiaohuan and Yu Beiming were left in the hall.

The surrounding air seemed to stagnate again.

"Come here and eat these." Yu Beiming finally opened his mouth.

She didn't even glance at Yu Beiming: "Thank you, my lord."

She just leaned on the collapse.She was indeed a little hungry, but her body was very tired and she had no strength.

Seeing that she ignored her, Yu Beiming strode forward and pulled her to the table.

"Let go, don't touch me!" Mo Xiaohuan was a little angry, and waved his hand to get rid of it.

"The lonely king can't touch you, but Lin Muxiao can!"

Yu Beiming smiled mockingly, clasping Mo Xiaohuan's hands behind his back.

Mo Xiaohuan was powerless for a moment, and fell down on top of him.

She sarcastically said: "Why, the prince came here to ask me to settle this account?"

Seeing the anger burning in Yu Beiming's eyes, she just thought it was funny, and raised the corners of her mouth involuntarily.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!"

Yu Beiming seemed to be irritated by her smile, he leaned over and lifted Mo Xiaohuan's jaw, rubbing his fingers on her cheek, as if he could dislocate her jaw at any time.

"Remember, you are the lonely king's plaything!"

Yu Beiming's eyes fell on Mo Xiaohuan's chest, and he tore off Mo Xiaohuan's thin clothes with his big hands.

The delicate skin is better than snow, with a faint body fragrance that he is familiar with, which makes him obsessed.

Yes, it was only her body that he was obsessed with!

"My lord—" a maid outside the hall reported.

It turned out that Lin Muxin from the Moon Palace sent a maid to invite Yu Beiming.

"My lord, the side concubine is still waiting for you in the Temple of Stepping the Moon."

"roll!"