Chapter 47 Introduction of Set-up

The drizzle is like a dream.

Ye Lihuan naturally caught the cunning in her eyes and smiled evilly at the corners of her mouth: "Okay, but you have to take a moment, and I will carry you on your back."

Yue Meng's face was full of black lines. This stingy man took advantage of her and curled his lips and said, "Forget, I don't want you to carry it. Humph, it's better to be Lan Nianrong."

Ye Lihuan's face darkened, and her heart suddenly burned with jealousy. Damn it, does Lan Nianrong often carry her on his back like this?

No, he can't always let Mengxin think about that damn man. If Lan Nianrong can do what he can do, he must do better to make Mengxin forget that man.

She can only hold him alone in her heart.

"I carry you..."

Yue Mengxin glanced at him and sighed softly, "Forget, look at your unwillingness and unwillingness, you are a noble prince."

Ye Lihuan's face was a little more gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why am I unwilling?"

A smile flashed in Yue Meng's heart and deliberately said coldly, "Look at your face as black as carbon, and you still say that you are willing?" Do you think I'm a fool?"

Ye Lihuan was angry. The woman was cheap and obedient. She reached out and grabbed her slightly cold little hand and said helplessly, "I'm willing. All right, come up."

He squatted down and waited for her to lean on his back.

Yue Mengxin was also rude. Her body pressed against his broad back and her hands hugged his neck tightly.

Ye Lihuan felt her delicate body close to him, her mind fluttered, and there was a gentle smile on the corners of her mouth. It felt good to carry her back in this way.

stood up, looked at the quiet and narrow streets, and walked slowly forward with her back.

The moon dream's heart beat missed half a beat, and her beautiful face was full of pink glow, like dewdrops on the petals in the rain. The breeze blew, and the crystal clear dew trembled in the wind, revealing a touching luster.

The night was vast, and in the rain, there was a faint warm and romantic atmosphere between the two.

Ye Lihuan turned his head and looked at Yue Mengxin leaning on him. His dark brown eyes flashed gently and whispered, "Mengxin, where did you live before? Can I visit my future father-in-law?"

He was very uneasy. She was like a fairy who fell into the mortal world. As long as she didn't pay attention, she would disappear in front of him.

Yue Mengxin's body stiffened. Let's joke that she went to see the future father-in-law... She was speechless, thinking about the old fox in the prime minister's mansion. She was just a wisp of soul. How could she have a home?

Her home, thinking of her parents who turned into reincarnation, her bright eyes faded in an instant, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. Her head leaned on Ye Lihuan's shoulder and said lazily, "Ha ha, I don't have a home. I wonder if the prince can take in a little girl like me?"

Close your eyes and feel a pain in your heart. Ha ha, it turns out that she is so lonely.

Ye Lihuan couldn't see the expression of Yue Mengxin, but felt that her body was stiff and the corners of her mouth overflowed with a trace of bitterness. It turned out that he had not entered her heart, but he would wait and wait for her to be willing to tell him and smiled gently, "Night Palace will be your home in the future."

Yue Meng's heart was warm. This man always said some sensational words to move her, and he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, let's go home now!"

Ha ha, the Night Palace will be her home in the future!

Ye Lihuan's heart trembled slightly and said gently, "Okay, I'll take you home."

With the woman who relied on his back, he felt that his heart was filled with something.

In the quiet and narrow street, two people disappeared at the end of the misty rain.

The shadows in the dark looked at the prince looking at their own, with an unbelievable look in their eyes. Is the person who left with the woman behind their fierce prince?

After a few days of rain in Yanjing, it finally stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the eastern sky turned white.

Yue Mengxin sat on the dressing table and looked at the absent-minded cloud frost behind her through the bronze mirror. A cold light flashed in her eyes and said lightly, "What's the matter, Yunshuang, what's on your mind?"

Yun Shuang suddenly came to his senses and reluctantly smiled, "No, I have nothing on my mind, miss, what kind of hair style do you want to comb today?"

"You don't need to comb any hairstyle. Please make it simpler." Yuemeng frowned slightly.

She doesn't like to comb that kind of troublesome and complicated bun, with a lot of beads, golden hairpins and other things on her head.

When studying archaeology in the past, she studied the buns and dresses of ancient ladies, and always felt classical and dignified. Now she doesn't have this feeling, because it's really inconvenient to walk.

"Okay." Yunshuang's skillful hands quickly combed a simple bun for Yuemengxin. A head of ink hair was scattered behind him like silk, and a white jade hairpin carved with lifelike magnolia flowers was inserted diagonally between his hair. The whole person looked beautiful and refined without any fireworks in the world.

"Thank you, Yunshuang." Yue Mengxin looked at the cloud frost in the bronze mirror and said gently.

"Miss, you embarrassed Yunshuang by saying such a thing again." Yun Shuang blushed and said shyly.

Yue Mengxin turned around and reached out to touch Yun Shuang's stomach: "Is the baby okay in his stomach?"

Yunshuang's whole body was like an electric shock. The comb in his hand fell to the ground, and his beautiful face was full of horror. He stammered, "Miss... How do you know...?"

Yue Meng stared straight at her, with a trace of coldness in her eyes, and said coldly, "How do I know? I also know you want to kill me."

Yun Shuang stepped back a few steps and couldn't help trembling. He protected his stomach with one hand and stared at Yue Mengxin with a pair of eyes, with tension in his eyes.

How did Miss know? There was a burst of panic and fear in her heart. No, no, she can't die here. She wants to protect the child in her belly. This is the child of her and the third prince.

Yue Meng stared at her quietly and suddenly found that she had ignored one thing. Yun Shuang had been with her for almost a month, and the third prince had only known Yun Shuang for more than half a month. Why did she get pregnant so soon?

Have you borrowed any secret recipe?

A sharp light flashed in her black eyes, staring at Yunshuang's stomach, and her voice gently said, "Yunshuang, don't be nervous. I won't be afraid of the child in your stomach. I just want to ask you. I heard that you usually don't know until a baby is a month later. Why do you find yourself half a month later? "Child."

Yun Shuang's face was as pale as paper and said in a trembling voice, "Miss, won't you hurt the child of the slave?"

Yue Mengxin was silent for a while and sighed, "I won't be afraid of him. Well, you can tell me the answer I want to know first."

"The maidservant took the herbal medicine of blood clotting grass, and after taking this herb, she can give birth to the baby in advance." Yunshuang said what the moon dream was puzzled about.

There was a trace of sadness in her eyes. When she knew that the person she liked was the third prince, her heart was like a stormy wave, and she could not calm down for a long time, so that it was impossible for a man to catch it by herself, especially the emperor's family. She was just a lowly slave.

There are countless women around the third prince. A beautiful person like her will be tired of the third prince, lose his sense of freshness, and may soon forget her.

In order to grasp the happiness in front of her, she went to the pharmacy to buy this blood clotting grass. She didn't expect that she was really pregnant with a child, but blood clotting grass also has side effects, that is, life expectancy will be reduced by ten years.

But the third prince suddenly let herself kill the young lady and promised to be his side concubine, which was a painful thing for her, but she could not lose her beloved and children. Only by killing the young lady can she be the side concubine of the third prince. Only by making such a bet.

Miss meditates and practices every night, secretly adding Mandra to the sandalwood, so that the young lady will go crazy, and the prince will naturally not doubt her head.

But she didn't expect that the prince saved the young lady, and then the young lady stunned her and left the palace, which also made her secretly relieved. She would not live in guilt every day because she killed the young lady, but she didn't expect that the prince would bring back the confused Miss Yue.

Every day, she is thinking about why the young lady came back and why she came back. Recently, the third prince has forced herself to force herself, and the prince has no chance to do it by the young lady's side every day.

Every night, she is tossing around and can't sleep. On the one hand, she is the man she loves deeply, while treating her like a sister's lady.

"Yun Shuang, you are really an idiot. Would you like to play a play with me? Look at the man who likes you, how much he loves you? And the child in your belly?" Yue Mengxin stood up and slowly walked to her, with a trace of strangeness in her eyes.

Looking at Yunshuang's changing face, she knew that her heart was constantly struggling at this time.

"Miss..." Yunshuang bit her pale lips and looked at her with a complicated look.

She knew that she was just a chess piece, but she couldn't help fantasizing that he must really love herself.

Thinking of his muttering to himself and his gentleness and consideration for himself, it is vivid in his mind.

"I won't hurt the child in your stomach and you, but if you want to kill me, I won't let you stay with me anymore. I will give you some silver to leave Yanjing and live a plain life." Yue Mengxin stretched out her hand and gently stroked Yun Shuang's face, with a sneer on her lips, and her voice was extremely soft.

A chill rises in the heart of Yun Shuang, like the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month, cold and piercing.

For the first time, she felt that the young lady in front of her was different. The gentle and lazy young lady disappeared, and the young lady in front of her exuded a cold breath, which made people feel chill.

"Yun Shuang, I'm hungry, and Xiao Bai is also hungry. Go to the kitchen to help me make something delicious. Such a big person should also pay more attention to his health. Pregnant people should not run around, which is not good for children." Yue Mengxin smiled at her and said with some education.

Cloud frost's eyes emerged with water vapor and called in a low voice, "Miss."

This lady's heart is mixed with all kinds of emotions, regret, shame, guilt...