"Mo Chen!" She threw herself into his arms, tears welling up in her eyes, "Mo Chen..."

"Wan Xiang... Wan Xiang..." Chu Mochen kissed her excitedly, "I will never abandon you again, I will never abandon you again!"

"Mo Chen, I thought I would never see you again..." she cried.

Chu Mochen patted her back gently and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, fool. This kind of thing will never happen again in the future, and we will always be together."

Chu Mochen's words were like spring rain nourishing the dry land, and she gradually stopped crying.

Chu Mohan lifted her upright and looked at her haggard and pale cheeks. He frowned slightly and said, "Wan Xiang, you have lost weight."

"No..." She touched her face and smiled, "I've gained a lot of weight."

Although she was smiling, her smile was a little forced. She had a special status and endured tremendous pressure and all kinds of intrigues every day. How could she still maintain her original plump figure?

But she didn't plan to tell Chu Mohan. She didn't want him to feel that she had worked hard, and she didn't want him to feel guilty or pity.

Chu Mohan stroked her hair, his eyes were full of nostalgia, as if he wished he could rub it into her bones and blood: "I have neglected you. Wan Xiang, I promise you, when you recover, we will get married as soon as possible, okay?"

After he said this, he saw her smile disappear instantly, replaced by eyes filled with sadness.

Chu Mochen's heart trembled, "Wan Xiang, it was me who was rude. If you don't want to, we won't do it. Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you."

Chu Wanxiang lowered his eyelids to cover up the sadness in his eyes: "I am tired and want to rest. Please go back to the palace to accompany your mother and concubine."

Hearing these words, Chu Mochen's body trembled. This time Chu Wanxiang was determined to separate from him.

A dark light flashed across his eyes, "Okay. You go to bed early and I'll come see you tomorrow."

Chu Wanxiang didn't say anything, and Chu Mochen didn't care, turned around and left.

After Chu Mochen left, the atmosphere in the room became stagnant. Chu Wanxiang was silent for a long time, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

When Chu Mochen came the next day, Chu Wanxiang had already dressed up, changed into a light pink dress, and had elegant makeup. It was obvious that she had dressed up carefully.

Seeing her attire, Chu Mochen's eyes flashed with surprise. Then he was relieved. His wife was a smart and considerate girl, and she definitely didn't want him to misunderstand, so she made careful preparations and waited for him to come over.

Thinking of this, a fond smile appeared on Chu Mochen's lips, he held her slender fingers and whispered: "Your dress is so beautiful, it makes your skin better than snow, and your appearance is like a peach blossom."

"Where is it? How can I be called beautiful with this look on my face?" Chu Wanxiang scolded with a smile, "Not one thousandth as good as your empress."

"In my eyes, you are the most beautiful." Chu Mochen held her hand tightly.

"Empress?" Chu Wanxiang paused and asked in confusion, "Who?"

"My wife, you are my rightful and legitimate wife. If I don't call you wife, should I call you her?" Chu Mochen raised his eyebrows.

Chu Wanxiang blinked, "But didn't you say last night..."

"I was confused last night." Chu Mochen held her soft, boneless waist and sniffed the fragrance from her body, "I only have one wife, and that is you. Wan Xiang, are you willing?

Stay with me?"

Chu Wanxiang raised her eyes and looked into his affectionate eyes. His handsome facial features were three-dimensional and deep like a knife and an axe, his sword-shaped eyebrows flew into his temples, his nose was high and his thin lips were slightly pursed, revealing that he was an extraordinary nobleman.

His demeanor was as clear and clear as the bright moon and stars, and his movements were full of dignity and elegance. She had once admired such a man, and had also felt pain because of his domineering and domineering nature, and even wanted to escape from him. But now, seeing him

The deep friendship hidden in her eyes made her heart sting as if being pricked by needles.z.br

"I don't understand, Mo Chen, why are you obsessed with this?" Chu Wanxiang said in a low voice, with red eyes, "You know that I am not your Wanxiang, why do you have to be me?"

Chu Mochen's eyes became sharp and compelling: "Wan Xiang, are you still blaming me? Blaming me for forgetting you, blaming me for causing you to lose your child, right?

"

Chu Wanxiang bit her lip and said nothing.

"You still blame me for leaving without saying goodbye, right?" Chu Mochen asked aggressively, "Wan Xiang, do you know how scared and regretful I was during those days when you were unconscious? The person I would rather die is.

I, I don’t want you to experience anything like this!” He said, holding Chu Wanxiang’s face, his eyes showing strong love, “Wanxiang, let’s get to know each other again, and I swear I will never leave you again.

I will use the rest of my life to make up for the sins I committed and give you happiness and happiness for your children!"

The sincerity shown in his eyes made Chu Wanxiang shaken. She couldn't help but ask herself, had she really done something wrong? But she had no choice. Her fate was in the hands of the emperor, and she didn't dare to gamble.

What if she cannot complete the task assigned by her father before his death?

Chu Wanxiang thought for a moment, and finally shook his head firmly: "We... let's just be ordinary friends..."

"Ordinary friend? You actually want to be a stranger with me!" Chu Mochen looked at her in disbelief, his heart clenched suddenly, and he was suffocated by pain, "Wan Xiang..."

Chu Wanxiang lowered his eyes and couldn't bear to see his sad look again. He just sighed softly, "Mo Chen, you deserve a better woman."

"What I like is you." Chu Mochen stared at her face stubbornly and said every word.

Chu Wanxiang felt sour. How should she tell him that in fact, her name was not Chu Wanxiang at all, her name was Chu Wanqing. Chu Wanqing was his sister. They were the same soul occupying another body, so

Chu Wanqing didn't love him, and he didn't like Chu Wanqing either. He was just used to having traces of Chu Wanqing around him.

"You don't have to worry, I will retrieve your memories. Sooner or later, Wan Qing's life experience will come to light, and I will give her justice." Chu Wanqing said.

Chu Mochen's pupils narrowed violently: "What do you mean?"

"I said, I will restore your wife's innocence."

Chu Mochen was so angry that he raised his hand to hit her, but she grabbed her wrist. Her strength was too weak, so Chu Mochen only used a little force to push her down on the bed.

Chu Mochen pressed Chu Wanxiang and stretched out his hands to strangle her slender neck: "Bitch, do you have any heart at all? I treat you like jewels, but you betray me and want to use your corpse to resurrect your soul."

Chu Wanxiang had difficulty breathing, his face turned red, and he struggled to say four words: "Let go!"

"Don't even think about it! Unless I die." Chu Mochen increased his strength on his hands.

"Ahem..." His throat was as hot as a burning poker. Chu Wanxiang shouted with all his strength, "Hurry up and save me!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and maid Xiaocui's voice sounded outside: "Princess, are you awake? I heard your cough, how are you?"
Chapter completed!