The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao leaned over, hugged Lin Jiuqing tightly, and whispered in her ear: "You know, that night was like a gift from God to me."

Where Mo Xiao couldn't see, Lin Jiuqing's eyes were quietly red. She opened her mouth and replied in a hoarse voice: "That night was also God's gift to me."

God blessed her and gave her a new life that night, giving her a chance to start over.

Mo Xiao didn't know what she meant by that, but he was still moved by her words.

He hugged her a little tighter, tilted his head, took away Lin Jiuqing's breath, controlled her body, and then dominated her soul.

They didn't say a word, just lingering, as if only in this way could they feel each other's presence. They used this way to express their surging love, and also used this way to make a silent confession.

Lin Jiuqing was not in good health, and Mo Xiao had always been considerate of her and never let her suffer. But tonight he lost control. For the first time, Mo Xiao lost control of himself, like an insatiable beast, and kept asking Lin Jiuqing for more.

Lin Jiuqing also indulged without any bottom line, even though he was exhausted.

Lin Jiuqing didn't know when he fell asleep. He only knew that the last time he woke up, he saw a ray of sunlight coming in from the window.

-

Mo Xiao was wearing armor for going to war, which was very different from the dragon robe he usually wore.

He was more fierce, more chilling, and more violent. He was like a weapon drawn from its sheath, emitting a murderous aura.

Yingyue and others knelt on the ground silently, not daring to raise their heads.

Mo Xiao lowered his eyes and adjusted his belt, and said in a low voice: "No need to wake Qingqing, wait until she wakes up and bring the warm porridge from the small kitchen."

Yingyue: "...Yes."

"When she wakes up, ask the imperial physician to take her pulse. She may feel a little uncomfortable, so you have to take good care of her." Mo Xiao said again.

Yingyue pursed her lips and replied softly: "Yes, I understand."

Mo Xiao had already adjusted his belt and looked up at Yingyue: "She is my life, you guys keep an eye on her, understand?"

Who among the people serving in this room didn't know that the Empress Chen was the apple of the emperor's eye? Now that they heard the emperor say this in person, they were still shocked.

"Yes, we understand." The palace maids answered in unison.

Mo Xiao nodded, said nothing more, and walked around the screen into the inner room.

Lin Jiuqing was still sleeping soundly. She was really tired last night.

Mo Xiao stood beside the bed, stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Lin Jiuqing's cheek, but when he thought that he might wake Lin Jiuqing up, Mo Xiao retracted his hand.

He stood by the bed and watched for a while, then finally squatted down, looked at Lin Jiuqing's face, and said softly, "Be well, wait for me to come back."

After saying this, Mo Xiao closed his eyes, stood up and left quickly.

He was afraid that if he continued watching, he would not be able to bear to leave. He was even more afraid that he would take the person away with him in the impulse.

Either way, it's wrong.

Mo Xiao quickly walked out of the room and waited until the door was closed before turning back.

After looking at the door for a moment, Mo Xiao took a deep breath and stepped into the yard.

In the yard, Qiuyue had been waiting for a long time.

She watched Mo Xiao approach, then retracted her gaze and slowly bowed, "Your servant, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Mo Xiao lowered his eyes to look at her and said calmly: "If Concubine Chen believes in you, then I will believe in you again."