Chapter 200 Beauty Next

Mo Liuchen's face rose a touch of bright red. Against the background of a red palace costume, he looked more and more beautiful, and he could not see the poisonous appearance just now.

As early as at the door, Duanmu Lingyu heard the howling in the yard, and his expression was a little more unpredictable. After entering the main hall, he saw the eunuch crying on the ground, and his expression instantly condensed: "What is this? What is the noise like? Don't you know that today is the day of the great joy of me and Princess Liuchen?

Mo Liuchen pinched his handkerchief, and his eyes were stained with a little water, as if he had been greatly wronged. The gently frowning eyebrows made people want to come forward to calm her: "Your Majesty, don't punish them. It's all Liu Chen's fault. Who let me be... Your Majesty, I haven't salute you yet." With that, he quickly bent his knees and bowed down. The red skirt was inlaid with bright red gems, spread on the dark red carpet, which was particularly beautiful.

Duanmu Lingyu came forward to help Mo Liuchen up: "Why does Liuchen need to be so polite, but these slaves have made you unhappy? If you don't like to send it out, don't be in a bad mood because of them.

A bright light flashed in Mo Liuchen's eyes: "How can they provoke their concubines? The emperor doesn't have to worry about it. Mother Gui, why don't you stay these people?"

Mother Gui looked up at Duanmu Lingyu, but found that he only looked at Mo Liuchen attentively, and the expression on his face was even more obsessed. He suddenly felt happy. The medicine she gave to the princess was extremely effective. As long as Duanmu Lingyu had a little love for the princess in his heart, he would be amplified when he smelled the medicine. A hundred times, the princess is beautiful, and can a man escape? There is no cat that doesn't steal fish. But he did not listen to Mo Liuchen's words and quit, but knelt straight on the ground: "Your Majesty, today is the day when you and the princess are happy. The old slave should not have said it, but these slaves actually satirized the daughter of the princess's Fanbang bitch slave. She couldn't stand to be the queen of Yuhan, the princess Jinzhiyuye, and she suffered so much grievance as soon as she entered the palace. Why? ...Please give the emperor an explanation to the princess."

Duanmu Lingyu frowned tightly and looked at the maidservant kneeling underneath with an inexplicable expression: "In this case, how can you keep them? Good, pull these people down and send them to the Department of Criminal Justice, and wait seven days later!"

"Yes!"

"Your Majesty, spare my life, I don't have a maidservant!"

"The emperor forgives you..."

A vague smile rose from the corners of Mother Gui's mouth and slowly retreated without making a sound.

Mo Liuchen led Duanmu Lingyu to the table, picked up the wine pot and poured two glasses of wine, and served it to Duanmu Lingyu: "Your Majesty, it's all to blame me. The first night I just came to cause such trouble. The emperor still don't care about it..."

Duanmu Lingyu's eyes flashed and took the glass and smelled it gently: "Why do you care about those people? They are just some slaves. By the way, this kind of wine is rare. Why have you never seen it?"

Mo Liuchen's eyes were full of smiles: "The emperor doesn't know that this wine is unique to Canglan. It is a royal tribute wine. The materials used are extremely rare. Sometimes a waste of ten or eight years may not be enough!"

"Oh? I don't know why?"

"The material of this wine requires the white peony stamens that blooms in spring, the white lotus stamens that bloom in summer, the white hibiscus stamens that bloom in autumn, and the white plum stamens in winter. The water needed is only used to fall into the water on this day. Choose the most beautiful wine girl day and night to seal the altar and bury it in the extremely cold place in the mountains. Ten Nian Fangcheng, named Beauty.

"This process is complicated," Duanmu Lingyu's eyes were confused, "but even if it takes more effort to brew such a fragrant and distant taste, it is worth it."

The smile on Mo Liuchen's face was with a trace of shyness, and his cheeks turned aside, revealing his white and flawless jade neck, and raised his glass slightly: "Your Majesty, isn't it..."

"Look at me, I only care about rare wine. Today is the day you marry me. Let's settle down earlier after drinking this acacia wine."

"Your Majesty..." Mo Liuchen's voice was a little delicate, and his beautiful face was stained with a beautiful color like the morning glow.

Duanmu Lingyu's eyes quickly saw a trace of disgust, holding Mo Liuchen's hand and slowly walking to the wedding bed. The bright red color was dazzling, like ferocious blood.

The joy in Mo Liuchen's eyes could not be concealed in any case. At the beginning, she noticed that Duanmu Lingyu was because of Mu Qingya. She still remembered that she saw him showing a spoiled smile on Mu Qingya at the flower banquet that day, as if only her eyes in the world had overwhelmed her heart in an instant. Although she was born The princess of Canglan grew up in the emperor's favor and was sought after by countless young princes. However, how can those people compare with Duanmu Lingyu? This young emperor is the only one who deserves him. Humph, as the most favored princess of Canglan, she deserves to enjoy the best things and get the best man in the world. People! Mu Qingya, I don't know what kind of expression you have now?

The two sat by the bed. Mo Liuchen lowered his head and only felt bursts of blush and uncontrollable heat on his cheeks. He looked up and just wanted to say something. This question came with a clear fragrance, and his eyes were confused and then fell **.

Duanmu Lingyu snorted coldly, pulled out his sleeve, coughed gently, and a figure immediately flashed in front of the bed.

"I'll leave it to you."

"Yes, master."

Duanmu Lingyu moved the mechanism by the bedside, and the secret channel opened in an instant and disappeared behind the secret channel.

In Zhuanghua Palace, Wei Xi respectfully guarded the door. Suddenly, he heard footsteps in the inner room and quickly greeted him: "Master, you are back."

"Is the hot water ready?"

"The master has been prepared for a long time."

"Well, I'm going to take a bath and come back later. You can check that Mother Gui. I feel that the unruly slave is unusual."

"Yes, my subordinates will go to do it immediately."

It took a long time for Duanmu Lingyu to come out of the inner room, with a little water in his hair. Looking up at the starry sky, a stream of light flashed in his eyes.

Wei Xi came over and said, "Your Majesty, someone came yesterday to report that Miss Mu had a bad appetite in the past two days and almost ate nothing, especially today, saying that she almost fainted. Your Majesty, why don't you go and... take a look..." Before he finished speaking, Wei Xi looked up and saw where there was no shadow of Duanmu Lingyu.

Mu's family, Mu Qingya was thinking hazyly, and suddenly felt someone's eyes falling on him, and he quickly opened his eyes: "Duanmu Lingyu? Why did you come here?"

The person is slender, dressed in red, and his slightly wet long hair is scattered behind him. His whole body is with a trace of coldness in the night sky. His handsome face still seems to shine in the dark. Who is it not Duanmu Lingyu?

"Qingya, are you asleep?"

Mu Qingya sat up straight and heard that Duanmu Lingyu's tone was very different from day by day. She guessed slightly and knew why. However, he accepted others into the palace, and he had nothing to do, but he was uncomfortable first.

"The spring night is short. Why does the emperor come to me when he doesn't sleep?"

Seeing that Mu Qingya was only wearing a white middle coat, she hurried forward to the bedside and pulled up the brocade to wrap her up: "Don't pay attention to it. What should you do if you catch a cold?"

When he leaned over, Mu Qingya found that there were still drops of water dripping on his hair. Thinking that she had just taken a bath, there was an uncontroll in her heart, and she only felt that something heavy was suddenly pressed on her chest, which made it slightly difficult for her to breathe.

Duanmu Lingyu straightened up and saw Mu Qingya's face suddenly turn pale: "Woman, what's wrong with you? But I'm not feeling well. I'll ask the imperial doctor to show you right away!"

"No!" Mu Qingya stopped, "I'm fine. I have a bad appetite these two days. I think it's because I didn't sleep well at night. I know my body. There's nothing wrong. Your Majesty, it's a heavy night. Please go back early."

"Qingya..." Feeling the change of Mu Qingya's tone, Duanmu Lingyu's heart sank, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Mu Qingya's voice was slightly raised.

Duanmu Lingyu lit the candlelight and looked at Mu Qingya's look carefully: "Qingya, you..." His eyes suddenly fell on the back of Mu Qingya's hand. There were a few drops of water on the back of her white and flawless hand, and Mu Qingya was looking at the colder and colder face. An angry thought in his heart and burst out laughing, "Woman, don't you think I came here after having sex with that Mo Liuchen?"

Mu Qingya's body stiffened, and there was a blush in her ears: "What are you talking about?" Just as I saw him just finished bathing, she really thought about it for a moment.

Seeing her appearance, Duanmu Lingyu affirmed the idea in her heart more and more. Just because of the depression under Mu Qingya's sleep, she disappeared without a trace, and the smile on her face instantly brightened a little: " girl, how can you think of me so much... I'm guarding myself like jade for you, and you... you actually..."

Mu Qingya's body was more stiff and pounded the soft brocade quilt: "You... As the king of a country, you actually speak so frivolously. How can you...how can you do this..."

"What's wrong with me? I was always guarded for you. Even Mo Liuchen touched my hands twice and hurried to take a shower. I'm afraid I'm stained with some pickled things. After bathing, I dare to come to you. Humph, you girl is so conscienceless that you still want to drive me away?"

Mu Qingya's face turned red and there was a trace of embarrassment in her eyes: "You've seen it. Let's go quickly. I'm going to bed." After saying that, without looking at Duanmu Lingyu's reaction, he directly lay down and turned around and slightly pulled the quilt.

Duanmu Lingyu smiled and sat by the bed and looked at Mu Qingya. His eyes were full of doting: "Woman, it's my fault not to marry you to the palace at the first time. How can I do anything else that makes you sad? I will always remember how my mother quietly looked in the direction of my father's palace, crying every night, holding the hibiscus jade pendant given to her by my father in her hand. Qingya, the woman's mind is delicate. I can't understand it. I can only use my method to reassure you as much as possible. I won't touch Mo Liuchen... and I won't fail you..." She talked quietly for a long time and saw Mu Qingya's breath, as if she were asleep. She didn't mind. She gently helped her press the corner and retreated softly.

There was no sound in the room. Mu Qingya turned around, looked at the tent slightly stunned, thought about it for a long time, and felt that the dullness in her chest had disappeared, so she blinked her eyes and slowly fell asleep.