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

Chapter 193
"Okay, I won't ask any more." With a leisurely sigh, he actually poured another bowl of wine, and then he finished it with his head raised.

I felt a little uncomfortable, or maybe it was a slight pain. As soon as the wine bowl in his hand fell, she passed it over and picked it up, "Ah Mo, don't drink, I drank too much Injury."

"But it hurts to drink too little wine."

"What are you hurting? Yan Mo, please explain clearly."

Seeing her take away his wine bowl, he stretched out his hand and snatched it back, "Let me drink, I want to drink, wine is really good."

As she said that, she picked up the wine jar and poured wine into the bowl again. Hearing the splashing sound of the wine falling into the bowl, Ximo's heart was really confused. She didn't understand why Yan Mo wanted to drink so much.

He was bored eating the rice in the bowl, and he didn't persuade him anymore, anyway, he didn't listen to persuasion.

Seeing her silent for a long time, he said again: "Ximo, do you think it's better in the palace or in the palace?"

"all good."

"Then it's in the palace, isn't it?" Wiping the wine from the corners of his lips, he raised his head and asked her with a smile, his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was going to drink too much again.

"Ah Mo, I don't want to answer this question." In the past, as long as he was not around, it was fine, but now, it seems to have changed a bit, but she couldn't tell her heart clearly, everything happened too fast, so fast that she couldn't help it. She still can't digest it.

"Ximo, do you want to see Yan Kang tomorrow? Do you want to be his woman?"

Ignore him, it's strange if he drank too much wine, it turned out that he misunderstood her gift, but it was not what he thought at all, it was Ah Sang.

Putting down the bowl, "I'm full, Ah Mo, we can leave now."

"Wait." He hiccupped and stood up, "Ximo, you always avoid my questions today, tell me, do you like living in the palace now?"

Looking at him, he was still entangled in the note she gave Yan Kang, unexpectedly, it was just a piece of paper, which could make Yan Mo care so much, "Stingy." She roared, he is really I'm a little stingy.

Is he stingy?He was stunned by her words, shaking his body, he drank a little anxiously just now, "Ximo, do you think I'm stingy?" He thought he was quite generous, she and Yan Kang talked in full view Now, did he say anything?It's just that piece of paper, a little too imaginative, the more she doesn't say anything, the more awkward he feels.

"It's just stinginess. There's really nothing written on that piece of paper, and it really has nothing to do with you."

"If it's really nothing, why didn't you say it?" Looking at her loose eyes, the smell of alcohol on his body became stronger and stronger, as if he really drank too much, that's why he was so persistent What to know.

His persistent appearance made her want to laugh, "Okay, I'll tell you, but you can't tell, and you promised me to protect Ah Sang."

"Ah Sang?"

"Yes, you have seen her."

He nodded heavily, "I promise you, just tell me."

After thinking about it, she still said it, so as not to ask him like a child, this matter is really nothing, "Ah Mo, Ah Sang is pregnant."

His eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't seem to be unhappy, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, I personally took her pulse, it should be right, but I can't say this, otherwise, I'm afraid that Yankang's child will die in the womb just like your child."

"No, Ximo, if you have another child, you will definitely not die, I will protect her, that person, I think she will not harm your child, definitely not, Ximo, we will also Let's have a child." His lips moved closer, still smelling of alcohol.

Push him away hard, "If you want a child, drink less alcohol, otherwise, it's not suitable to have a child, Ah Mo, let's go back." She is really bad, she broke her promise to Ah Sang, but looking at Yan Mo She really wanted to know the gift she gave Yan Kang, that's all, in order not to let Yan Mo misunderstand, she had no choice but to say it, but the moment she said it, she hated herself to death again, she was sorry for Ah Sang.

Ah Sang, I'm sorry, she said it out of impulse.

Yan Mo's figure was still shaking, but he listened to her words, "Ximo, did you promise to give me a child?"

She didn't promise him anything, she raised her legs and was about to pass him and leave, but his hand grabbed her, "Ximo, there will be children, there will be." Leaning over, he hugged her She, even after drinking, still has the same strength as him, and she walks like flying.

"Amo, where are you going?" He hugged her and turned into the inner room inside the private room. She thought there was something special to show her, but there was nothing, only his hands were carelessly moving. Pressing on the wall, the wall opens like a door, and inside, there is a warm pavilion, with tangy hot air, as warm as the summer wind blowing on the body, immediately refreshing and pleasant, he He stepped in and moved in, and the wall behind him was closed immediately.

It's a small warm pavilion, but it's so warm.

He drank a little too much, his eyes were still a little slack, it seemed that he had a very heavy heart, but the hand holding her never softened.

"Ximo, give me a child." He whispered in her ear, no matter whether he was drinking or not, his voice was announcing to her that he wanted her.

The soft kiss fell, and that persistence reminded her of his back and body when he left that night, letting him lay softly on a bed covered with silk and satin in the warm pavilion. I don't know if this is the last time she will be with him.

Maybe it's really the last time.

Tomorrow, no one knows what will happen.

Tomorrow, she may leave Qicheng forever and never come back.

She has always wanted a child. With a child, she will have support all her life. She will live happily for the child. She also wants a child so much.

Forget it, she doesn't hate him now, and she doesn't hate him anymore. If he wants a child, she will give it to him. However, she doesn't know if there is any hope this time.

But if there is, she will take it away.

She will take his children.

Let's just think that he owes her. In fact, after careful study, he still owes her more. The hatred that was only unloaded after suffering made her so painful.

Child, she also wants a child so badly.

Slowly closing her eyes, at this moment, she returned to peace of mind, just wanting to feel a different him before the night she was about to leave.

Do you want to go?

He was still hesitating when he kissed her.

But there are many, and no one can tell them apart or explain them clearly.

It's really warm in the Nuan Pavilion, so it turns out that the Xiren Restaurant is so unique, this is the place where Yan Mo likes to come to discuss business.

He kissed her hair, her eyes, the tip of her eyebrows, and her earlobe...

Thin kisses fell all over her body, as if to remember everything about her in his heart.

"Ximo, I love you, Ximo, stay with me..." The soft murmur melted into the kiss, so she couldn't hear clearly, only knew that he seemed to be nervous about something, wanted to ask, but always It was because of his delicate kiss that she really didn't want to say anything at this moment.

I don't want to talk, as if all the illusions are no longer perfect.

His lips finally moved from her calf to kiss her lips, soft and radiant with the unique fragrance of her body.

Drunkenness made him more reckless, and the wild kisses left Ximo with flattery. For the first time, flattery without hatred. It turned out that that feeling was also special and different from the past. every time.

He loves her, doesn't he?
Thinking of the word 'love', my heart is as ethereal as if falling in the air, and I can't fall down anymore.

A man and a woman can be in love with each other like this. Although she still can't talk about loving him, at least she doesn't hate him anymore.

"Ximo, give it to me." Rourou whispered, it no longer brought her pain and sadness like every time before, this time, maybe it was the first time in her life that he gave without pain.

From the side of the bed to the bed, and from the bed to the side of the bed, he hugged her and rolled around, turning her into his again and again. Xiongfeng had a few degrees, until she limp on the bed and didn't want to move anymore, then he let her go.

He was weak all over, as if his body had been emptied, but he was able to get up steadily after several times, then put on his white long gown, and stood in front of the bed like that, looking at her. Her eyes were so eye-catching, "Ah Mo, you go out." She didn't want to move, she didn't want to move at all, she was so tired, obviously he was the one who moved all the time, but she was so tired that she just wanted to lie down like this.

The wine had already woken up most of the time, but the smell of alcohol was still lingering all over her body. Just when Ximo thought he would go out, he actually bent over and picked up her scattered clothes one by one, and picked them up one by one. Put it on the bedside, "Ximo, come on, put it on, I'll send you home."

"What about you?" She asked without thinking, and his words told her that he didn't want to go home with her yet.

"Ximo, I have something important tonight. I will let Zhixia go back with you. The nights in Qicheng are a bit messy these days, so I will call a carriage and send you warmly by the stove." Go back, Ximo, from now on you are not allowed to go out of the house like this, if something happens on the way and you want to regret it, it will be too late." He said one sentence at a time, never seen him like Luo Suo, but he said it incomparably Seriously, for fear that she would not remember the same repetition.

Grabbing her arms and her legs forced her to put on the clothes, "Ximo, go back and ask Zhixia to boil a big bucket of hot water and wash it well, so that you can sleep comfortably, you know Do you?" She knew, of course she knew, she would be comfortable after taking a bath, but why didn't he go back home, the more she thought about tomorrow, the more worried she became.

(End of this chapter)