The joy in his eyes was replaced by other emotions.

Although the letter did not say where she was now, he probably guessed that she was in Jingnan Palace at this moment.

Xiao Mo's hand holding the letter drooped, and the letter slowly fell from his hand.

The letter lying on the ground is quiet, silent and lonely.

Behind him a small figure leaned over.

She dragged her long clothes and saw the paper on the ground. She squatted down gracefully, picked it up and looked at it.

It's the name of the woman.

The petite Wei Ling Luo grabs Xiao Mo from behind.

"Wang, even if she won't come, you still have Ling Luo!" Wei Ling Luo's voice is very delicate and charming, with a trace of glamour.

Although she is very petite, but her waist is extremely enchanting.

Xiao Mo didn't look back at the woman, but held her around her little by little and broke off his hand.

Wei Ling Luo looked at his back sadly, "do you love that woman so much?"

Xiao Mo with a sneer, step by step, laughing at himself, "yes, but what? Isn't she back to that man? "

Wei Ling Luo came to him with his clothes and looked at his sad and handsome face. "Wang, you still have Ling Luo. Ling Luo loves you and will never leave Wang. Ling Luo will always be by Wang's side

"Look at Ling Luo. Ling Luo is real. That woman is illusory. You can never keep an illusory person. The real Ling Luo is in front of you. Wang, look at Ling Luo... "Seeing Xiao Mo's eyes, Wei Ling Luo felt a pain in his heart.

She has never seen such a fragile man, and the man at this time is not the man who treats her coldly.

Xiao Mo looks at Wei Ling Luo. The beautiful little face of Zhang is crying. It's raining. That beautiful face overlaps with her.

Xiao Mo holds her face and kisses Wei Lingluo, who kisses him back.

"Moon, don't cry"

All of a sudden, Wei Lingluo was thrown into the mire.

How can he kiss himself and shout other people's names?

She would rather he pushed himself away than become a substitute for others.

"Moon, what's the matter with you?" At this time, Xiao Mo has lost his soul and wants to hold the person in front of him.

Wei Ling Luo has her own pride. She will never let herself be taken as a substitute. Even if she loves him, she will not be wronged.

There was a bang.

"You see clearly, it's Wei Ling Luo, not Xi Yue er." She let out a roar.

There was a burning pain in my hand.

Her hands are sore and red. And Xiao Mo's is the same, a handprint.

There is a trace of blood in the corner of the mouth.

Wei Ling Luo was also confused at this time. He beat him, the most honorable king of the country.

Suddenly, a fierce female voice came: "what's the matter? It's noisy

The noble empress dowager bypassed Xiao Mo and came to Xiao Mo's eyes. She saw a few red words on his face: "what's the matter?"

Wei Ling Luo trembled and shivered.

"Queen, tell me what's going on?" The Empress Dowager stares at Wei Lingluo.

"My concubine... This

"Kneel down!" There was a roar of anger.

Wei Lingluo was so scared that he knelt down in terror.

"How dignified are you as a queen? How dare you fight king Xiao With a fierce rebuke, empress Xiao raised her hand to fight Wei Lingluo.

Hand almost fan in Wei Ling Luo's delicate face, but Xiao Mo stopped.

Big palm did not expect to fall, Wei Ling Luo slowly opened his eyes, surprised to find that it was blocked by King Xiao.

”Mother, calm down His voice was low, though not very loud.

"Hum" empress Xiao shakes off Xiao Mo's hand.

The anger on his face increased rather than decreased. Thin lips tight, very serious.

"I hope you pay enough attention to your own identity, a king and a queen. What can't be solved? Do you have to make a lot of noise and start to love? What about the dignity of the royal family? If every royal family were like you, what would it be like? "

She was really angry. She heard the sound from here not far away.

It's slightly cold. I don't know why the weather is so sudden in a few days.

Xiyue'er goes to the window and closes the window, so that the water outside will not come in along with the wind and beat the red blanket on the wetland.

The little guy sat at the table, holding the sweet scented osmanthus cake made by his mother.

Xiyue'er came to him and sat down next to him. When she saw him holding osmanthus cake in his left and right hands, her face was covered with crumbs, which made her feel funny.

"You eat slowly!" She said with a smile.

And take a handkerchief to help her wipe things on the corner of her mouth.

The little guy is very cooperative with himself, and takes the initiative to turn the right side of his face.

"Be careful not to choke!"

Seeing that he still had a mouthful of Osmanthus cake in his left hand, she reminded him.

Xiyue'er poured a glass of water for him.

"I don't know who robbed you!"

"It's the sweet scented osmanthus cake made by my mother... It's so delicious!" Before he could swallow the food in his mouth, he began to speak.

Speaking is also intermittent, soft voice can melt people's hearts.

"Come on! Drink the water. Be careful not to choke. "

"Thank you, mother!" Little guy is very polite, even if the other party's own mother, still remember Xi Yueer taught himself etiquette.

That small mouth, can put so much food, think also enough magic.

Xiyue'er reaches out her hand and pinches the little guy's face.

Outside the rain has not stopped, xiyueer stood at the door, looking at the rain because of falling and splashing on the ground.

I don't know what he's doing on a rainy day? Xi yue'er thinks. In recent two days, he seems to be more busy than before. He comes late every night and leaves early in the morning.

In a daze, I felt as if someone had dropped a deep kiss on her forehead.

Then the tip of his nose was filled with the peculiar smell of ink.

"Mother, I'm ready to eat!" The little guy behind him called to the door.

Clean your dirty hands with a handkerchief.

Xi yue'er turns around and smiles at the little guy. She goes to him and cleans up the crumbs on the table.

"What a glutton."

"All the sweet scented osmanthus cakes made by my mother are so delicious. Yier doesn't want to waste food, either

"That's lovely." Xiyue'er pinches the delicate pink face of the little guy.

The big round eyes blinked towards the moon, their long eyelashes flickering.

A shadow stood outside the door, his perfect and impeccable handsome face of evil spirit, and his narrow Phoenix eyes looked at the two people, gradually showing a good-looking smile.

Suddenly, it disappeared in the rain before the moon turned around.

As if there is a pair of eyes looking at themselves, Xi yue'er suspiciously turned his head to check, the door empty.

Do you think so much?

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