Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 407
Jun Chen raised his hand to stroke the scar on her face that could not go away, and promised her.

"When I can stand up on my legs, I will marry you as my wife."

Liang Yubing's cheeks were stained with joy, his eyes suddenly turned red, and finally he saw the moonlight after he pushed through the clouds and mist.

After the last one-day trip to the prison, she realized more deeply how important power was in ancient times.

A word from a superior can easily decide the life or death of others.

Only by becoming Junchen's main concubine, becoming a queen in the future, and becoming an irreplaceable person by Junchen's side, can she control her own life and death, and live a good life like a master.

"Cousin, I know you are the best for me."

Liang Yubing's eyes were full of affection, and she held the spoon in her slender hands, feeding Jun Chen the medicine spoon by spoon.

Spring is over and summer is coming, and the flowers are gone.

In the two months since he came in, there have been several reports that the emperor is ill.

At this very moment, the situation in the court is gradually becoming anxious.

Jun Ye took advantage of Jun Chen's recuperation period to suppress his party members wantonly, but Jun Chen avoided his edge and retreated again and again.

After going down to court, someone called Mo Cheng to stop him.

"Master Mo, please stop!"

Mo Zheng turned his head and saw that the person who came was someone from Jun Chen's faction, and that person had a bitter and sad face.

"Master Mo, do you have time to have a drink?"

Mo Cheng raised his eyebrows, and his cold voice was full of arrogance.

"If you have any important matters, you can speak directly. Mo has important things to do."

The flattering smile that the man just raised froze, he looked around, and then leaned over and lowered his voice.

"My lord, do you know what that person's plan is? This official is living in fear every day, lest the black gauze hat on his head will not be safe."

Mo Cheng sneered, raised his hand and patted the man's shoulder, "What are you afraid of? Just put your heart in your stomach."

After speaking, he swaggered away.

Looking at Mo Zheng's back, Na Ran showed some anger on his face.

Mo Zheng's daughter entered the palace and became a queen, and she is now receiving divine favor. If something really happened, it might not be burned on him. It was so easy and enviable that people wanted to spit on him.
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On this day, Jun Ye claimed to be sick again, and asked people to move the memorial from the imperial study to the bedroom for approval.

After reviewing one, he took a new one from hand to read.

With just a slight sweep, he frowned and closed it with a 'snap', and threw it aside.

A stack of memorials was quickly approved.

Jun Ye raised his eyes and glanced at the stacks of memorials that were still placed beside him, rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and planned to rest for a while.

Leaning his body and leaning back, he suddenly saw a few books that Mo Qin had placed over there. He reached out to take one and flipped through it, but brought out a piece of paper.

He picked it up and looked at it, his face suddenly became ugly.

On the paper, it was from the eyeliner of Prince Zunyi's mansion.

It wrote Jun Chen's diet, daily life, physical condition, and even his mood in detail.

Jun Ye threw the book aside, and took all the papers that were pressed under the book.

Without exception, it's all about Jun Chen.

Every day in the past few days, there were only intermittent days in the past few days. He didn't look at it carefully. He only saw the earliest one after Jun Chen's operation.

The report of his subordinates in the imperial study room echoed in his ears again.

The paper in his hand was crumpled into a ball.

On the face is a smile.

It's not enough to change the prescription to treat Jun Chen's illness, but you have to pay attention to it all the time... It's really good!
Thinking that her obedience all this time was fake, he felt his whole heart being pulled.

When Mo Qin entered the room, he saw Jun Ye leaning on the back of the chair with a few pieces of paper in front of him, as if he was being lazy.

She put the medicine bowl on the table and walked over to him.

"Tired? Why don't you drink the medicine and go out for a walk?"

The recent medicine has been changed, the poison has been cleaned up, and now it is a nourishing medicine, and it is not as bitter as before.

Jun Ye glanced, and then his eyes fell on Mo Qin.

"Even if I'm cured, I won't let you go."

Mo Qin was taken aback, not understanding why he said this suddenly.

Looking at the table, he found that he had turned these things out, and instantly knew that he had misunderstood.

"I want to leave, do I still need to let go?"

The original intention was that she didn't want to leave, but it didn't mean that when the words fell into Jun Ye's ears.

He raised his arms and hugged him into his arms, flipped his position, and Mo Qin was pressed down on the wide seat.

stab-

The sound of cloth being torn was heard.

Mo Qin's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his hand to push back.

"What are you crazy about?"

The cloth used for the clothes was tribute from other places, and there were only three pieces a year, and now the clothes were actually torn by him.

"I'm crazy?"

Mo Qin's resistance made Jun Ye even more angry. He held down the person, grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, and tore it forcefully.

"I didn't know that the person who sleeps next to the pillow every night and talks sweetly to me is still thinking of other men in his heart."

"Let me guess, is it at this time that you are thinking of someone else!"

What Mo Qin did has never deliberately concealed, and those people still passed through his hands.

In the past, Jun Ye would occasionally be jealous and say something sour.

She thought he knew about it, but now she realized that this man was secretly holding grudges in his heart, and he didn't speak out.

"I didn't, that was uh..."

The sudden pain choked her words.

At this moment, Jun Ye was not in a hurry, he stopped, picked him up from his seat, and turned to the table.

He reached out and grabbed the memorials that were thrown out before, and put them in front of her eyes.

He leaned over and bit her earlobe, with a bit of ruthlessness in his voice.

"See what they wrote?"

Mo Qin didn't dare to move, and opened the memorial according to the words. Those memorials that were casually thrown aside were written to persuade Junye to accept the concubine for the draft.

What do you want to do in front of her now?
Does he really want to marry his concubine?
The ends of her eyes were red and her body was tense, obviously being bullied by this man.

Jun Ye raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I didn't give you what you wanted. I treated you with sincerity, but you were lying to me."

Mo Qin was out of breath and wanted to bite someone, but the man was standing behind her, so she couldn't.

"I didn't lie to you..." Sensing Jun Ye's movements, she couldn't explain anymore, "Don't... the door still..."

Snapped--

The porcelain bowl that was originally placed on the table was smashed to the ground, and the pieces of porcelain were shattered all over the floor.

Jun Ye ignored it, "They dare not come in."

Indeed, as Jun Ye said, no matter what the palace guards heard, they would not dare to come in unless they were summoned.

I don't know how long it took.

There was a large space on the table that was originally full of memorials, and there were scattered memorials on the ground next to the table, and a few books fell into the potion that was spilled on the ground. They were already soaked and the ink was smudged, making it difficult to see what was written on them.

Mo Qin was wrapped in Jun Ye's outer robe, biting his lips and not speaking, Jun Ye sat next to her and looked at her pitiful appearance, but he didn't feel any distress at all.

"Wronged?"

"Did it hurt you just now?"

"..."

Jun Ye chuckled lightly, pulled him into his arms, but said coldly:

"Should."

Mo Qin: "?" This day is unbearable, let's get along!

(End of this chapter)