The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 62
"It's okay, anyway, I won't see him again, Qianmo, where do you live?" Bai Liruo looked at Han Qianmo weakly, it was great to meet him, she was like a duckweed in the ocean, finally Saw a familiar pier.

"I live in the Xianghe Inn, and I plan to stay here for half a month. I still need some herbs that I haven't found yet." Han Qianmo walked towards the inn lightly, and Bai Liruo followed closely beside him.

"Will I cause you trouble if I'm with you?" Bai Liruo's voice was very soft and low, with his head lowered all the time, a little embarrassed.

"No, aren't you going to Yun's house in Lingzhou? I found the medicine and I'll take you there." Han Qianmo took the burden from her hands again, only to realize that her hands were cold in the late summer weather.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why are your hands so cold?" Han Qianmo grabbed her little hand, squeezed it in his palm, and felt her temperature.

"I'm fine, it's just that I feel bad." Bai Liruo's clear eyes were already filled with water, and tears rolled in his eyes. After holding back for a long time, he forced the tears back.

"Silly girl, cry if you want to." Han Qianmo put his arms around Bai Liruo's shoulders and helped her towards the inn.

"Let her go!" A cold voice, with a chill that froze everything, passed over the eardrums of the two.

Bai Liruo and Han Qianmo turned around together, Feng Mochen looked at them with a cold face, his slender phoenix eyes were condensed with a layer of cold light, his aggressive gaze almost killed them.

Han Qianmo smiled slightly, let go of Bai Liruo's hand lightly, and said calmly, "Chen, where have you been?"

Bai Liruo looked at Feng Mochen with a pale face, her clear eyes were full of hatred, she reached out to hold Han Qianmo's hand, "Qianmo, let's go..."

Feng Mochen strode forward, grabbing Bai Liruo's hand, almost crushing her wrist with such strength, Bai Liruo bit her lower lip, and silently condemned him with her eyes.

"Let me go back, and I will explain to you my whereabouts these days." Feng Mochen looked at her red wrist, slightly relaxed his strength, and pulled her towards his side.

"I don't want to hear your explanation, Feng Mochen, I'm not your pet or a woman you can play with casually, you go, from now on, I don't want to see you again!" Bai Liruo felt very sad for no reason. Damn, she hates him, hates him, why should he abandon her for three days and three nights when she was about to give her all her sincerity.

"Li Ruo, stop making trouble, let's go..." He couldn't help but pull her, but she held Han Qianmo's hand tightly, like a little fish on the verge of despair, struggling desperately in the dry water.

Han Qianmo had no choice but to pull Bai Liruo hard, and said softly, "Chen, you'd better let go first, you will hurt her if you are like this!"

Feng Mochen's sharp eyes shot at Han Qianmo like a knife, he slightly loosened his grip on Bai Liruo, and said coldly, "Get out of the way, I don't want to fight with you!"

Han Qianmo smiled wryly, and turned around to persuade Bai Liruo, "Liruo, stop messing around, let Genchen go..."

Bai Liruo was on the verge of crying, but at this moment the tears could no longer hold back, he struggled away from Feng Mochen's hands, hid behind Han Qianmo, shook his head and said, "I'm not self-willed, Qianmo, you promised Me, take me to Lingzhou."

"You are going to Lingzhou, I will accompany you, there is no need for him to see you off, Li Ruo, come here!" Feng Mochen stretched out his hand to her, his cold eyes grew a little more angry.

"Let's go, ignore him!" Bai Liruo grabbed Han Qianmo's sleeve again, walking slowly towards the inn like a lost child.

Feng Mochen's hand was like the wind, and his slender palms were mixed with anger and grabbed Bai Liruo. Han Qianmo raised his brows and protected Bai Liruo. Once they came and went, the two of them started to fight.

Feng Mochen's back was seriously injured, every move was as overwhelming as a mountain, it was difficult and painful, but his expression did not change, his moves were sharp.

Han Qianmo only defended and did not attack, and soon found that Feng Mochen's movements were not as sharp as before, and he was already at a disadvantage when he was distracted. Feng Mochen's five fingers hooked into Han Qianmo's throat fiercely.

Bai Liruo hurried forward, stood in front of Han Qianmo, looked at Feng Mochen sternly, and said word by word, "If you want to hurt Qianmo, kill me first..."

Feng Mochen's hand was firmly in front of Bai Liruo's eyes, his pale face was piercing with eyes, and he looked at Bai Liruo in disbelief, Han Qianmo pulled Bai Liruo away, and said calmly, " Chen, have you been injured?"

Bai Liruo looked up at Feng Mochen, while waiting for his answer.

He put down his hand, looked at Bai Liruo steadfastly, as if it had been so long for centuries, and said softly, "No—"

Bai Liruo breathed a sigh of relief, while Han Qianmo shook his head and smiled.

Seeing her decisive expression, Feng Mochen turned around abruptly, and walked in the opposite direction, Bai Liruo looked at his straight back with a sense of loss.

"Go after him now, there's still time..." Han Qianmo looked at Bai Liruo calmly and gently.

Bai Liruo shook his head and walked straight towards the inn.

At night, the sky began to lightly rain, Bai Liruo listened to the rain through the window, and she watched faintly someone playing the piano on the dim roof above the lights of thousands of houses in the distance.

Dressed in navy blue, elegant and extraordinary, as handsome as a banished fairy, she propped her chin up to listen to the intermittent sound of the piano coming through the rain.

The sound of the piano is mellow and powerful, at high times it clangs like thousands of troops, and at low times it mourns like whispers in a boudoir. She didn't hear it very clearly, but vaguely felt that there was a voice that was very familiar, as if she had heard this sound many years ago. tone.

Han Qianmo came over, looked at the window for a while, and said with a smile, "Chen's piano skills are getting better and better..."

If Bai Liruo closed the window with a "bang", did he think that she would forgive him if he coaxed a little girl with these things that made her happy?
The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the piano was intermittent. She could almost imagine his handsome face in the rainstorm, and his expression of restraint.

Han Qianmo made a cup of hot tea and handed it to Bai Liruo. In the dim candlelight, his warm face was almost smudged yellow, there were many shadows on the window, and outside the window, the rainstorm was like a waterfall.

His heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly surged again, perhaps, he could also be as persistent as Feng Mochen.

When he saw Bai Liruo's expression, he immediately dismissed this idea.

Bai Liruo is facing him sideways, he can almost see the fluffy hair on her fair cheeks, and the light blue blood flowing under the skin, her eyelashes are very long and curled up, like a small cattail fan, always fanning.

There was an unknown sadness on her face, as if hesitating and struggling. He knew that the person in her heart was definitely not him.

"Li Ruo..." he opened his mouth, breaking the ambiguity of this silence.

Bai Liruo turned her head and looked at him quietly.

"I'll help you feel the pulse. I see your complexion these days is very bad." Han Qianmo kept lowering his eyes and didn't dare to open them to look at her. He was very afraid of her eyes, and was afraid that she would ask him again. Before, what is their relationship.

Bai Liruo nodded slightly, then stretched out his wrist cooperatively, Han Qianmo caught her pulse with two fingers, his deeply furrowed brows immediately relaxed, and the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"What's wrong with me?" Bai Liruo felt that his expression was very strange, and asked him in a low voice.

"You are pregnant, it has been more than two months..." Han Qianmo withdrew her hand and looked at her with a smile. This time, she has a reason to forgive Feng Mochen, no matter what he did.

Bai Liruo was slightly taken aback, his menstruation has never come, he thought it was because he was locked in the dungeon without eating.

"Chen should have suffered a serious internal injury, if he was drenched by the heavy rain again..."

Before Han Qianmo finished speaking, Bai Liruo lifted up her skirt and ran out. She ran in a hurry, bypassing the backyard of the inn and running under Feng Mochen, looking at Feng Mochen who was soaked in water , she kept panting.

Feng Mochen stopped the movements of his fingers, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Looking at Bai Liruo who was also soaked, he pressed his thin lips tightly, and two clusters of flames burned in his deep eyes, as if he had a thousand words, and It was like a heartache.

Bai Liruo blinked, blinked the rain on his eyelashes, and shouted loudly in the rainstorm, "Feng Mochen, I forgive you, because I have your child, if there is another time—"

She didn't finish her sentence, because Feng Mochen had already flew down, grabbed her soft lips fiercely, and blocked all the words she wanted to say.

His lips were scorching hot, while hers were cold and fragrant. He kissed her fiercely in the torrential rain, as if he had obtained a long-lost treasure.

This kiss, until they suffocated each other, their breath blended together, the rain column hit their faces, and they couldn't open their eyes. In the end, he finally let her lips go, looked at her blushing little face, and hugged her by the middle. Pick up and walk towards their inn in the rain.

In the inn, Feng Mochen rubbed Bai Liruo's hair with a dry towel. She was weak at first, and she was exposed to the rain, her forehead was a little hot. Feng Mochen asked the waiter to bring hot water and was ready to call for a doctor.

Bai Liruo grabbed him, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm pregnant, and the doctor can't prescribe medicine when the doctor comes, just drink a few more cups of hot water and it will be fine."

Feng Mochen hesitated, helped her take off her soaked clothes, and then helped her take a bath.When his hand touched her flat abdomen, a strange feeling slowly rose in his heart, "Li Ruo, no matter what I did wrong in the future, don't abandon me like today..."

Bai Liruo bit her lip, "Who will abandon whom first?"

Feng Mochen looked at her clear eyes, sparkling eyes, and kissed her for a moment.

Then, he let her go out of breath, Bai Liruo looked at his soaked clothes, which were tightly attached to his body, a puddle of rainwater had already accumulated under his body, and stretched out his hand to help him unbutton and unbutton his clothes.

Feng Mochen grabbed her hand and smiled slightly, "You are not suitable to seduce me now, don't move around..."

Bai Liruo withdrew her hand angrily, she was just afraid that he would catch a cold, how could it be as dirty as he thought in his heart?
(End of this chapter)