The queen concubine please

Chapter 18 Sleep Talking: She Calls Other Men's Names

Even Wuhen didn't notice the matter, what can a little maid do?

Liu Liu was stunned for a moment, and a strange look quickly flashed across her astonished face, "Go back to the lord, the young lady doesn't know martial arts, and the servant, the servant doesn't know what's going on today..."

She couldn't continue, the scene just now was throbbing in her mind like lightning, her young lady was indeed covered in blood to protect the prince.

"Get up." Situ Mo said lightly, but when he passed by her, he suddenly took her hand and felt her pulse.

"Wang, lord..." Liu Liu was startled, her face blushed unconsciously, she stammered and dared not move, in her impression, the lord didn't seem to hold the hand of any concubine.

Situ Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, this little girl doesn't know martial arts, "Go back."

"Yes," Liuliu didn't dare to ask any more questions, she bowed her head and took two steps, suddenly remembered something, and mumbled, "I want to take care of Miss."

"Go down." Situ Mo waved his hand, and walked out directly, Ouyang Qingqing, it seems that only when Ouyang Che comes, can he find out the truth.

Or, is she willing to say it herself?
Liu Liu looked at his back and was slightly stunned. She felt a little heat on her wrist, and her heart couldn't restrain herself from jumping up. The prince really cares about her today...

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Situ Mo looked at the girl who was only frowning tightly while she was asleep, and he couldn't help frowning too. She had no internal strength, not at all, but he had seen her martial arts with his own eyes.

This strangeness was something he had never seen before.

"Feiyang, Feiyang, why..."

A sound of sleep talk interrupted his thoughts, and it was that name again, a slight flash of anger flashed in his heart, this feeling had never appeared before, and he was also ignoring it now.

From what he saw, her expression was indifferent, but at this moment she was extremely fragile, and even a tear was falling from her eyelashes.

He couldn't stop shouting that name, and his hand unconsciously reached out to her slightly parted red lips, gently drawing and groping, trying to stop her raving.

She is his concubine, how can she keep calling other men's names?
Her eyes flashed, could it be that person taught her martial arts?How could ghosts and ghosts appear in Prince Mo's mansion, and he was not allowed to find out for five years?
(End of this chapter)