Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 134 Tears
Suddenly, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of alcohol in the room, "Who?" Subconsciously growled, even losing half of her soul, the lesson Yan Mo taught her before made her encounter everything she encountered now. .

"Fuck... I want to drink..." Ximo's low voice fell, and Yan Mo's voice came over. Sure enough, he was drinking, and he smelled of alcohol, "Wan'er, do you want to drink together?" A glass? Very good wine, Wan'er liked to drink with me the most, hehe, we often didn't get drunk, and once, Wan'er didn't go back to Feng's compound all night... hiccup..." After drinking, Yan Mo paused, and continued: "Wan'er, it's you, isn't it?"

Ximo was stunned. She really didn't expect Yan Mo to be waiting in her room. Moreover, she was too drunk. For a moment, she really wanted to run away. She didn't want to be with Yan Mo like this. It reminded her immediately of the first time she was taken away by him.

Moreover, she doesn't want to be Feng Wan'er's substitute, she is Lan Ximo, she is not anyone's substitute.

Just walk away, anyway, Yan Mo's current consciousness may not be clear.

I really don't know if he rushed back to save his painting or not?
But now, she didn't dare to ask him anymore, but judging from his drunkenness, he must have failed to save the portrait of his beloved woman, so he drank too much wine sadly.

In his mouth, every sound is Wan'er, just screaming so blatantly, not hiding his liking in the bottom of his heart at all.

"Stop." Just as Ximo had already rushed to the door, a man flew up behind her in an instant, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and the thick sandalwood mixed with the smell of wine filled Ximo's nose, Before he had time to think, and before he could break free from Yan Mo's hand, he had already hugged her horizontally, and then hugged her into his arms, "Wan'er, don't run away, really don't run away, I just want you to drink with me , Wan'er, do you know? Today, my heart hurts..."

Yan Mo just hugged her while confiding his thoughts to her, as if he really was confiding his thoughts. Xi Mo had never met such a Yan Mo, it was very special, and it made her very confused.

Yan Mo hugged her and sat on the bed, Ximo was forced to lean on his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, she didn't know how to face him for a moment.

"Wan'er, I know you must be Wan'er, Wan'er, all the portraits of you and Mo'er are gone, really gone, hahaha, completely gone."

Sure enough, those portraits were all burned, so he was sad and drunk.

"Amo, did Tuo Rui do it?" I can't leave anyway, so let's just ask, if it is really Tuo Rui, then Yan Mo will definitely hate Tuo Rui to death, Tuo Rui touched a man's bottom line No man wants the portrait of his beloved woman to be burned, but Wan'er...

"Ah Mo, Wan'er, you call me Ah Mo again, it's so good, Wan'er, you can have a sip too, it's very sweet, I brought you a bottle of what you like to drink, look, it's rice wine. "Taking the wine bottle, and then the glass, he poured a glass lightly and handed it to Ximo, "Drink, you look so good when you're drunk, your flushed face looks like you've just applied rouge, but I Knowing that you never wear rouge, Ah Mo's Wan'er is the most beautiful, she doesn't need those rouge and vulgar powder to decorate, drink." The wine glass moved to Ximo's lips, and she was about to fall down.

"Ah Mo, I'm not your Wan'er, I'm Lan Ximo." She wanted to correct him, because he used his affection for the wrong person, if the real Wan'er found out, she would be so sad Bar.

"Lan Ximo...Mo'er...Mo'er, uh, you're not Mo'er, you lied to me." Shaking his head, his face moved closer to Ximo's and looked at her seriously, his breath on her face The face on her face made her itchy and uncomfortable, "Well, you really look like Lan Ximo, Wan'er, when did you become like her?"

"Yan Mo, I've said it before, I'm not Wan'er, I'm the real Lan Ximo." This time, she turned her head and yelled into Yan Mo's ear, really wanting to wake him up That way, he won't be full of drunken talk.

"Is that Mo'er? Hehehe, your paintings were also burned. There were many, many pieces. I looked at the paper ashes, and I was thinking about the moment when you and Wan'er were wiped out together. Lan Ximo, I hate you so much." ...I hate it..." Pulling her head to face him, the two of them were so close again, so close that they could even hear each other's breathing.

"Mo'er, you are Mo'er..." The slender fingers landed on her face, and then gently slid across her skin, so that she could even feel the thin layer of calluses between his fingertips , slightly hard, but so real reminding her that all of this is real.

"Yes, I'm Ximo, I'm not your Wan'er." He seemed to have finally decided that she was Lan Ximo, as long as she wasn't someone else's substitute, it would make her feel more comfortable.

"Mo'er, you are so stubborn, how stubborn, that stubbornness really looks like Wan'er, hehe, but you are so stupid, why did you drink red flower tea? I still want you to give birth to a child for me, Mo'er Son, can I have another one?" He began to shake her shoulders, like a child begging for candy, "Mo'er, you can definitely have a baby for me, just want a baby, But why, never? I don't believe it... I don't believe it."

"Amo, who do you not trust? Tell me, you must know the person who hurt your child in your heart, don't you?"

Yan Mo shook his head, "It's not the concubine mother, it must not be the concubine mother, I have already done what she wants, Mo'er, I don't want to, but I can't help it, the concubine wants a child, but the one who has a child The woman in my life is not my woman, but Wan'er, haha, she is Wan'er, but she is not Wan'er. So, I imagined her as Wan'er, right, she is Wan'er, but when I thought of her Lay down on the bed, when my lips landed on hers, even facing a sweet and soft body, I still couldn't...I really couldn't do anything with that identical face, as a result, It was you who saved me, and it was your strange noise outside the room that saved me, but I still haven't fulfilled the concubine's order, Mo'er, what should I do? Why must I give Wan'er a child?"

The more Ximo listened, the more confused she became, "Ah Mo, you mean the concubine wants you to help the empress give birth to a child?" If there is too much wine, Yan Mo will not say this even if he is dead. He suddenly remembered the scene at Yan Kang's birthday banquet when he left him to go to Chaofeng Palace to be with Feng Wan'er. It turned out that he didn't like Feng Wan'er. , but why does he keep calling Wan'er all the time?

"But I didn't give her anything at all. I left. I left there after hearing the strange noise you made outside the room. Mo'er, I went to Taiye Pool. I sat in Taiye Pool for a whole day. One night, so you disappeared."

The soft-spoken, Yan Mo's voice is so sweet, he seems to be telling a distant story, with a touch of melancholy on his brows, "Mo'er, when I rushed back to the room from Taiyechi At that time, you disappeared, so all my thoughts became you, and I looked for you everywhere, you know? I almost searched the city of Qi, but you just disappeared suddenly. Mo'er, why did you leave me so cruelly? Wan'er has already abandoned me, you can't, really can't."

Embracing her passionately, "Mo'er, I found that when I can't see you, my mood is also strangely empty, just like the moment I lose Wan'er, I'm going crazy, really fast Crazy, Mo'er, at that time, I was determined to find you, but after I found you, I realized that your child would never be guaranteed again. Once, I didn't want our child to be born, not at all, I hate You are pregnant with my child, and I want you to get retribution for losing this child. However, since the first time you accompanied me out of the house, and since you appeared in front of me again and again, gradually, I have changed, I have become My mood is different when I look at you, Mo'er, it's a very strange feeling that makes me panic, do you understand?"

He was still talking, and poured another sip of wine into his mouth, and the conversation became more and more open, "Mo'er, I really want to keep our child, but it's a pity, it's a pity that Mu Lianfeng... I didn't expect him to treat him like that. You, Mo'er..." Holding Ximo's face in both hands, he drank so much that his tongue was tied up when he spoke, and his voice was a little limp.

But these words were deeply sent to Ximo's heart. To be honest, she was shocked, too shocked.

It is said that speaking the truth after drinking, does it mean that he likes her?
She touched his forehead with her hand back, and she wondered if he said that on purpose, was he lying to her and testing her?
How can there be any sincerity?

She is not so easy to deceive, the previous scenes are all in her memory, and she has never receded.

His forehead was warm, and when she touched her hand, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact made her tremble slightly. The smell of alcohol on his body was too strong, and she wanted to withdraw her hand. She was really not sure what he was doing. Is she really drunk, but the man holding her face grabbed her hand and put it on his chest, "Mo'er, listen, is my heart beating fast? Mo'er, I I shouldn't want you to give birth to my child, but I was thinking so much, Mo'er, why can there be so many contradictions in life? Mo'er, I don't want to feed you medicine, but if you don't drink it, you Will die, the child will only die with you."

Listening to him, her tears fell down, child, her child...

(End of this chapter)