Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

Mo Xiaohuan was about to say something to Mrs. Yan and Yu Meiren, but when someone came to report suddenly, he decided to do so.

"Go back and tell the prince that my concubine will be here later." Then he waved his hand to ask him to go back and report.

"I wanted to have another conversation with my sister, but I didn't expect that my lord is busy, so my sister won't be with me." Mo Xiaohuan politely smiled at her apologetically.

"Sister, don't worry about such trivial matters. The prince has something to look for, and the two sisters will not worry about it. In the future, my sister will definitely visit Fuyao Palace when I have time." Mrs. Yan spoke very tactfully.

Mo Xiaohuan didn't say any more, just smiled, turned around and walked towards Zhaoyang Hall.

"Escort the princess." Yu Meiren saw that there was no maid behind Mo Xiaohuan, so she beckoned for several people to follow.

Mrs. Yan looked at Mo Xiaohuan's leaving back thoughtfully.

Zhaoyang Hall

"Princess is here!" The guards outside the door announced to Zhaoyang Hall.

Mo Xiaohuan stepped into Zhaoyang Hall cautiously.

It's really because she had a bad impression of this place, so she has a certain sense of rejection here.

The Zhaoyang Hall was still so radiant and majestic, one couldn't help feeling intimidated, but also accompanied by a sense of solemn oppression.

Carefully going through the arch, I saw Yu Beiming lying on the couch waiting for her arrival.

"Princess, why is Shanshan late?" Yu Beiming rested his head lazily on one hand, and looked at Mo Xiaohuan casually with his black eyes.

Mo Xiaohuan walked to the table and sat down, poured a glass of water, drank it without answering him.

Yu Beiming was not unhappy because of this, he watched her pouring water with great interest, it seemed that Mo Xiaohuan was really thirsty.

After Mo Xiaohuan had had enough, he glanced at Yu Beiming who was sleeping on the couch, and said, "What does the prince want from me?"

Yu Beiming was already used to the way she talked to him, so he didn't care too much, "Is this how the princess talks to the lonely king?"

"Then, my lord, what should I say?" Mo Xiaohuan played around with him.

Mo Xiaohuan has always talked to Yu Beiming like this, and it has never changed.

But now that Yu Beiming asked her like this, Mo Xiaohuan still acted like you can't help me.

Yu Beiming suddenly stopped talking like this, and just stared at her fixedly, with dark glints in his eyes.

Yu Beiming's thin lips pursed slightly, as if he was thinking about something that entangled him.

Mo Xiaohuan was puzzled. He called her here just to stare at her?

Since so one by one

"My lord, if it's all right, I'm going back." Mo Xiaohuan said and was about to turn around and leave.

"Yu Pinxian is coming to the mansion tomorrow." Yu Beiming suddenly dropped this sentence.

He was waiting to see her reaction.

But then he noticed a place.

Mo Xiaohuan called him Prince instead of Yu Beiming.

Since when did it change?

Yu Beiming frowned slightly thinking about it... By the way, she changed her words when she knelt down to beg for mercy for her slave.

When Mo Xiaohuan heard his words, he turned around and paused for a moment, then looked back at him, "Yupinxian? Is it none of my business?"

Seeing her nonchalant expression, Yu Beiming frowned.

He can't understand himself at all now, does he want her to be Mo Qinghuan, or not?

Mo Xiaohuan saw his frowning expression, as if this matter had something to do with her, she couldn't help but frown as well thinking about it.

She remembered that Xiaotao told her when she was alive.

She once had a marriage contract with the second prince, the current emperor, Yu Pinxian whom Yu Beiming was talking about, but for some reason she suddenly married Yu Beiming.

Could it be that as Ruoliu Fufeng and Yu Beiming knew, she was really a spy sent by Yu Pinxian to Yu Beiming's side?

In other words, Yu Beiming was still wary of her.

Fuck his ass Yu Pinxian!

"Isn't it about the princess? The lonely king's marriage with the princess depends on him as the middleman. How can the princess say it has nothing to do with it?" Yu Beiming's eyes were deep and strange, and the meaning in his words was also unpredictable.

"Boring, it's none of my business in the first place, there's no need to pin the feces of the former princess on my head, it's not fair!" Mo Xiaohuan glared at Yu Beiming angrily.

Although Yu Beiming had restrained his temper somewhat, he became inexplicable.

Suspicion is overweight, suspicious of this and that, and she has never had contact with any man without ever leaving the palace.

It's amazing!

Yu Beiming froze when he heard the word 'former princess' in Mo Xiaohuan's words.

former princess...

That being the case, he wanted to see what Yu Pinxian thought of the reborn 'Mo Qinghuan'.

Mo Xiaohuan watched his eyes flickering on her body, feeling a little hairy.

A question flashed through her mind.

What is Yu Pinxian doing in the Mausoleum Palace at this time?

There were countless question marks in Mo Xiaohuan's mind at this moment.

"Princess, come to the lonely king." Yu Beiming's expression changed instantly, only for a second.

Mo Xiaohuan didn't understand why he asked her to go.

Seeing her not moving, Yu Beiming twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, "The lonely king still remembers the three chapters of your agreement, come here."

Ga?

Mo Xiaohuan looked at him suspiciously, and walked over hesitantly.

Before reaching the bed, Yu Beiming suddenly sat up and pulled her over.

"Oh."

Before Mo Xiaohuan could react in time, Yu Beiming had already held him back in his arms, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yu Beiming, what are you doing, let me go!" Mo Xiaohuan was startled by his sudden hug, and began to struggle.

But Yu Beiming didn't move, just put his body on his back, hugged him quietly, and buried his head in her neck.

"The lonely king still likes the princess to be called the lonely king."

At least that way he wouldn't think she was Mo Qinghuan.

Mo Xiaohuan listened to the muffled voice coming from behind her, and when she heard his words, she frowned slightly.

"you……"

Just about to say something, Yu Beiming tightened his arms around her waist.

what happened to him?

next day

A good night's sleep last night made Mo Xiaohuan get up early.

Today is the day when Yu Pinxian, the new emperor, visited the Mausoleum Mansion in person since boarding the plane.

Without adding any clothes, Mo Xiaohuan walked to the gate of the hall and watched the servants walking up and down, preparing for Yu Pinxian's arrival.

Although it was the end of winter, it was still quite cold, but Mo Xiaohuan didn't feel the cold, but was very excited.

"Princess, please put on some clothes, otherwise the prince will blame you and the slaves will not be able to explain it to you."

A little maid came out with a big coat in her hand and stood beside Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan looked back at her and just wanted to say it was okay, then she sneezed immediately. This chain reaction told her that she had a cold.

Mo Xiaohuan put on the fur coat in the hands of the little maid, glanced at her, and suddenly thought of Xiao Tao.

Putting on the fur coat, she suddenly felt warmth on her back, and she looked down at the fur coat on her body.

Suddenly, a fragment of the past came to mind...

"Miss, hurry up and put on a coat, otherwise it won't be good if you catch a cold."

"Miss, it's a bit cold today, add more clothes."

"Miss, the azaleas in the garden are blooming."

"Miss……"

"Miss……"

In Mo Xiaohuan's heart, she really hoped that someone would be by her side, no matter where she went.

Xiaotao used to be the person she trusted the most. Although she had betrayed her, she was still loyal.

Ever since she came here, it was Xiaotao who accompanied her, always following her side, like a little sister.

Mo Xiaohuan looked at the little maid in front of her, her beautiful eyes suddenly became moist like this, and her nose was blown red by the cold wind from the entrance of the hall.