"Qian Feng, serve the prince well! Yu Zhuang is not feeling well and has to leave first."

After reluctantly taking a sip of tea, Mo Yuzhuang looked at Leng Yuhan with a gloomy expression and said bitterly.

"Yuzhuang?"

Mo Yuzhuang passed by Leng Yuhan's body. Leng Yuhan stretched out his arm under his sleeve and grabbed Mo Yuzhuang's hand. He hesitated to speak. There seemed to be a thousand words in his heart that could not be expressed.

"My lord, it's because Yuzhuang's body is useless and I can't serve my lord well. Now that Qianfeng has done what Yuzhuang can't do, Yuzhuang only feels grateful and nothing else. Don't worry too much, lord!"

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Pulling out the hand held by Leng Yuhan, Mo Yuzhuang's face was calm, her heart still, and there was a hint of coldness in her words.

"Yuzhuang, wait for me!"

He hugged Mo Yuzhuang tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid of losing the most important thing in his life, Leng Yuhan whispered in Mo Yuzhuang's ear.

"I'm afraid Yuzhuang won't be able to wait for the prince in this life."

Mo Yuzhuang knows the condition of her body better than anyone else. Although Yue Yue Hanlian saved her life, she failed to cure her body. What qualifications does she have to stand beside the woman she loves?

What qualifications do you have to oppose her marrying a husband?

"If you wait, you will definitely wait. Trust me."

It hurts, it really hurts. Except for Ran Mofeng, Leng Yuhan has never felt so sorry for a man. Leng Yuhan always thought that his mission in this world was to complete Shi Hanyan's life and replace him.

Shi Hanyan went to protect the men she had destined for. But what Leng Yuhan didn't expect was that when she was acting, she would unknowingly fall into the drama and sink into the obsession of acting.

"Master, isn't today the day for you and the prince to get married? Why is the prince hugging Master Mo? Master, aren't you angry?"

Children's words are unbridled, expressing doubt and injustice.

Ran Qingchen stood up from her seat with Lingwan's support, raising the corners of her lips as if she were laughing. Chu Qianfeng walked up to Leng Yuhan with a calm face, and silently pulled Leng Yuhan, who was reluctant to part with Mo Yuzhuang.

Walk towards the inner hall of the Happy House.

"Lingwan, you stay here and wait for Master Yuzhuang to go back to the room. I'm going back first."

Seeing Mo Yuzhuang staring blankly at Leng Yuhan's leaving figure, unable to calm down, Ran Qingchen left an explanation and walked out of the room.

In order to defeat the evildoer Chu Qianfeng, Ran Qingchen believed that the first step was to take good care of his body so as not to suffer big losses!

For half a month, Leng Yuhan did not step out of Chu Qianfeng's main house. The whispers and cries coming from the main house every day and every night made Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen as excited as ants on a stove.

Can't hold my breath.

In the past half month, Ran Qingchen's injuries have improved greatly, and the many wounds on her body that were bitten by the white wolf are slowly healing. Although Mo Yuzhuang's body is still very weak, it is no longer strong under Chu Qianfeng's medicinal diet.

If you need to rely on the Fire-Returning Pill to stay alive, the three meals a day are not much, but they are enough to meet the needs of the body for rest and recuperation.

At the end of September, Leng Yuhan stayed in Chu Qianfeng's house for almost a month and was finally let out of the main room by Chu Qianfeng. During dinner, Leng Yuhan and Chu Qianfeng sat together, and Ran Qingchen

Sitting next to Mo Yuzhuang, Lingwan and Erhou were waiting at the dining table.

"Hmm~ Qianfeng, try this! It tastes good."

Leng Yuhan picked up a piece of shredded shredded cabbage made of something unknown with her chopsticks. After hesitating for a moment, she put a gentle smile on her face and put the dish on the plate in front of Chu Qianfeng.

"Your Majesty, Qian Feng doesn't like eating this. Can you please eat it for Qian Feng, Your Majesty?" [

The corner of Chu Qianfeng's eyes fell on the dimmed faces of Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen. He bit his lips and said in embarrassment.

"Okay, okay. What does Qian Feng like to eat? I'll give it to you?"

Secretly glancing at the reactions of Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen from the corner of his eyes, Leng Yuhan pulled Chu Qianfeng into his arms. His smile was filled with love and doting, and the hand placed under the table quietly touched Chu Qianfeng's.

clothes.

"Your Majesty is so evil! Haha, Qian Feng is thirsty. Do you want your Majesty to feed Qian Feng a drink like he did in the house?"

After slapping Leng Yuhan's malicious hand movements away, Chu Qianfeng poured a glass of fine Xuemei wine and handed it to Leng Yuhan's hand.

"Qian Feng, do I pamper you too much? How can I do this in front of my two husbands?"

Deliberately speaking in a nonchalant manner, Leng Yuhan put down his wine glass and pretended to be angry.

"Hmph! Qian Feng doesn't care. Didn't the prince say that one day when the jade butterflies sprinkle gold and purple plum blossoms bloom, he will do everything Qian Feng does?"

Unwillingly twisting out of Leng Yuhan's arms, Chu Qianfeng raised her slightly raised lips, showing off her temper.

"When did I stop obeying you? Qian Feng must obey!"

"Your Majesty, you don't have Qianfeng now! Your Majesty, you see, Qianfeng has been waiting for the plum blossom tree with jade butterflies and gold sprinkled outside for three years, but it hasn't bloomed yet. But now, as soon as Your Majesty arrives, it blooms. What's the point?"

Isn’t that enough to explain everything? Qian Feng just wants the prince to feed Qian Feng wine like he did in the house. If the prince refuses, he will not fulfill his promise."

Outside the open window, purple and white plum blossom petals were flying in the falling white snow, and the beautiful scenery was pleasant to the eye. Chu Qianfeng pointed at the plum blossoms in the cold snow outside the window and said angrily.

"Oh! That's all, that's all. This king allows you to do it."

Taking the brewing liquid in the wine glass, Leng Yuhan lifted Chu Qianfeng's chin with one hand and pushed the wine in his mouth toward Chu Qianfeng's lips.

"Enough!"

With a sharp shout, anger burned in Mo Yuzhuang's chest. A pair of eyes that were stained with indifference and loneliness, with a faint jade red color, looked at Leng Yuhan's lips in response to Chu Qianfeng's lips with sadness.
Chapter completed!