On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 901 It's always been you

Suddenly remembering something, Nan Wanyan sneered suddenly, poured herself another glass of wine, raised her head and drank it all.

People in this world have different personalities. There are people like Mo Yan who value love and justice and know how to repent, and there are also people like that person who have done many wrong things a long time ago but still make them again and again and are stubborn.

Thinking of her uncle who died tragically under that man's arrow, and thinking of Yun Yurou, who should have died long ago but was still lingering and holding back her bad intentions, Nan Wanyan squeezed the wine glass tightly, raised her red lips mockingly and laughed, "What a blessing. Trick people.”

She didn't know what she was thinking, so she directly picked up the wine glass. This time, she didn't just pour herself a glass. She also raised her eyes to look at Mo Yan, with a look of sympathy on her face, "You are also a miserable person, let's drink together."

Mo Yan watched in surprise as Nan Wan smoked one cup after another, and couldn't help but ask, "The princess likes to drink?"

You know, in the past, her drinking capacity was extremely poor, and she would become uncontrollably drunk and crazy after drinking...

After drinking several glasses of wine in a row, Nan Wanyan felt a little dizzy. She supported her head with one hand and drank another glass without any scruples.

"I quite like drinking, but I used to be a bad drinker. I would go crazy after drinking a little bit, so I basically didn't dare to drink. But now that I have given birth to An An, I feel much better."

"Drinking can relieve pain, and it can also help me temporarily settle down and forget a lot of troubles. Every time I get drunk, I can still fall asleep peacefully."

Listening to Nan Wanyan say these words pretending to be relaxed, Mo Yan couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, his cold, white and handsome face full of pain and discomfort.

His thin lips pursed into a straight line. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard Nan Wanyan ask: "By the way, how are the two things I told you going?"

Mo Yan's eyes deepened and he answered truthfully, "Reporting to the princess, my subordinates are already checking Gao Manyuan's specific location, but there hasn't been much progress yet."

"As for the Yun Yurou you are worried about, my subordinates have also sent people to find out about her. Although there will be no reply for a while, we should know it after a while."

Nan Wanyan swallowed a sip of wine, her head became dizzy, and she said unhurriedly, "The progress is faster than I thought."

"However, since you are so capable, who else can't even find you..."

The implication was that he was talking about the person Mo Yan said he was looking for.

Looking for information about Yun Yurou across the country was undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack, and it was even more difficult. He did not rely on her power, but used his own connections to find it, which shows that he is quite capable.

Then how could he not find the person he was looking for...

Mo's words were stuck in his throat, and he froze when he pinched her legs. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Subordinate..."

He looked up at Nan Wanyan, only to find that she was already lying on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Yan's heart was completely relieved. He stopped massaging his hands and carefully brushed the broken hair around Nan Wanyan's ears.

She was defenseless and passed out drunk, but his eyes were deep and there was no need to pretend anymore. There was clearly visible deep longing in his eyes, and a bit of bitterness, "It's you, it's always been you..." What could he find? There was no one he wanted to find except her, only her.

Mo Yan took the wine glass away from her hand, picked her up from the chair and carried her to the bed.

She lay quietly, her delicate collarbones faintly visible in the depths of her clothes, and her cold white pretty face had a hint of crimson under the influence of alcohol, which made people think of her.

He covered her with a thin blanket. She seemed to be very hot, so he lifted it up immediately, but she still slept deeply, completely different from the drunken person she used to be.

"It's still the same, sleeping is so uncomfortable." Mo Yan felt helpless and put the thin quilt back on her body, but took her hands out to prevent her from opening them again.

At the same time, he was also a little disappointed, "It's just different now. You won't pester me to talk nonsense anymore, and you will sleep so deeply. Have you ever seen me in a dream?"

Naturally, Nan Wanyan couldn't respond to him, and was in a drowsy state.

Mo Yan was reluctant to leave. He could create many opportunities to see her in private, but there were very few opportunities to be alone and have contact with her.

For more than two years, he had been looking forward to this moment all the time.

His hand caressed her cheek, from her eyebrows to the bridge of her nose, and finally fell on the red lips, his eyes darkened...

Mo Yan put his hands on her sides and couldn't help but lean down to kiss her. He couldn't help but pry open her lips and teeth, tease her carefully, and then he couldn't help but kiss her fiercely.

"Well..." Nan Wanyan frowned in discomfort for a moment and pushed him. He suddenly didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and a long sigh escaped from his thin lips.

"Wan Yan, we have been separated for two whole days, have you ever thought about me?"

Like him, I miss you day and night and suffer.

Maybe, she just wanted to hate him. Thinking of this, Mo Yan's heart suddenly stung hard, but she was a little unwilling to do so.

Everything is changing, but her dislike of him has not changed, but she underestimates him. He has come thousands of miles away, and he knows exactly what he wants to get.

Their family will always be reunited.

Mo Yan kissed Nan Wanyan again, kissing the person he had missed for a long time and who was at the top of his heart.

The two hearts were very close, one as usual, and the other beating like a hammer. The man's thin lips moved downward inch by inch. In the chaos, a bottle with a special shape rolled out of the man's arms and rolled under the bed.

The bottle is brown and translucent, and the lid is engraved with strange patterns. There are also three characters "amnesia water" written on the bottle.

But he didn't notice it at all...

(End of this chapter)