A silly girl is reborn, and a ruthless prince loves her

How could Li Murong not know that his son was feeling aggrieved? However, those people were highly skilled in martial arts. He and his son escaped overnight, because he was afraid that they would hold grudges and kill people to silence them.

Besides, the level of doctors here is not high, so we still have to rely on the one in the palace to find an imperial doctor for Jiang'er to take a look at.

By the way, Concubine Lan was asked to make the decision for Jiang Er and take over the villain's lair.

"Hey, don't be angry. Your health is important. You are right to listen to dad. When you get to the capital and act like a baby with your Aunt Lan, are you worried that no one will support you?"

"Also, this place is not as prosperous as the capital. Let's settle down in the capital. Your Aunt Lan will not be unkind."

Li Jiang looked out the window at the deep night with no expression on his face, and spoke slowly and forcefully.

Concubine Lan in the palace was his half-sister. The two of them had not grown up together since childhood, and their relationship was not deep.

Fortunately, Concubine Lan paid great attention to the blood of her mother's family, and for Jiang'er's sake, she allowed the father and son to be the emperors of this remote country for many years.

Over the years, he mentioned several times in his letters that he wanted to move his family to the capital, but Concubine Lan never mentioned a word about this issue in every reply.

Thinking about it, he still minded his mother's involvement in her parents' relationship.

It’s understandable that you don’t want to see them.

But this time, a strange combination of circumstances gave him a legitimate reason to go to the capital. Concubine Yilan valued the family bloodline, and he didn't believe she could refuse Jiang'er's prayer.

……

In the early morning, Xuanyuan Qing slowly opened her tired eyes and felt the person in her arms twisting restlessly. He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the heat in his body, and raised his hand to pat her butt gently.

"Good boy, stop moving." His voice sounded hoarse and hoarse like in the morning.

Lan Jinyan fell asleep in a daze and felt there was a stove next to her. She tugged on her collar irritably and dug into the crook of his neck, muttering, "It's hot."

"Haha, it's so hot that you should come closer."

Xuanyuan Qing chuckled softly, lowered his head and wanted to wake her up, but the beautiful scenery in front of him made his body tremble, and his eyes were filled with desire and desire.

Her middle coat came apart at some point, and her close-fitting coat disappeared. The two steamed buns were squeezed against his chest and deformed. One of her hands had already reached into his lapel...

But Lan Jinyan was still unprepared and fell asleep in his arms, her cheeks flushed as she slept, not knowing that the beauty of her love was leaked.

"Deadly!"

He cursed in a low voice, pulled out her hand, and quickly pulled the quilt aside, covering her tightly without leaving a single gap.

He stood up and walked to the wooden stand, took his coat and was about to put it on. Suddenly he noticed something strange about his body. He reached into his collar in confusion and pulled out a snow-white satin coat.

His tall and tall figure seemed to tremble violently on the spot.

Before Lan Jinyan woke up, he carefully opened a corner of the quilt, trying to stuff her little clothes back. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the spring light again, and his Adam's apple visibly rolled. He was so eager that he would break apart in the next moment. And out.

As luck would have it, Lan Jinyan also woke up at this moment, staring at the thing in his hand with big ignorant eyes, and asked in surprise: "Brother, what are you doing taking off my clothes?"

As he spoke, he looked down.

"what!"

Lan Jinyan shyly got under the quilt and looked at him innocently with a pair of pure eyes, "Brother, you..."

It would be okay if she said something, but she said half a sentence and hid half a sentence. Xuanyuan Qing couldn't find the entrance to explain.

"Put it on."

After holding it in for a long time, I could only choke out these three words.

Xuanyuan Qing pretended to be nonchalant and put the small coat next to her, turned around and put on her coat, ready to go out.

"Brother, why are you blushing?"

Lan Jinyan looked at his slightly stiff steps thoughtfully, sat up, and slowly put her clothes back on.

Xuanyuan Qing nearly tripped over when she asked her question. He held on to the wall before standing firm. He turned his head slightly, caught a glimpse of her movements from the corner of his eye, and turned his head hurriedly, "Don't talk nonsense, get dressed quickly, brother is waiting for you on the first floor." ."

"Oh."

Lan Jinyan slowly put on her clothes and checked carefully in the room to make sure nothing was left behind before she happily ran downstairs.

The three of them met downstairs and had a simple breakfast. The shopkeeper came over with a smile and an oil paper bag in his hands.

"Good morning, you three. This is a snack given to you by the shop for you to eat on the way. Thank you for driving away the mayor yesterday and restoring peace to this village."

The shopkeeper put down his things and saw that they were puzzled, so he told them the news that the Li family's father and son packed up their things and left last night.

"You don't know, they took advantage of someone in the capital to bully others and act tyrannically. Lijiang is even more abominable. They have robbed many women from good families."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Mo An held a bamboo stick in his mouth and waved to the shopkeeper, "The snacks are from my daughter's house. Do you still have the fruit wine from yesterday?"

Thinking of the taste of fruit wine, Mo An couldn't help but lick his mouth. He helped boil water in the kitchen yesterday, and after drinking it once, he thought about it all night.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately nodded understandingly and gave some instructions to the waiter beside him.

"Did you drink yesterday?" Xuanyuan Qing asked without leaving any trace.

Mo An nodded, "Yes, I drank two bottles. It tastes good, right master?"

He remembered that Miss Yan put some in a teapot and brought it to the room yesterday, and the master must have drank it too.

"How did you sleep last night?" Xuanyuan Qing asked again.

Mo An was stunned, looked at him in surprise, and said slowly: "It's good, what's wrong?"

It was strange that the master had never cared about whether he slept well or not.

Xuanyuan Qing remained silent, sipping her tea with her eyes closed.

Not long after, the waiter came over carrying two wine jars.

The shopkeeper smiled and put the wine jar on the table, "You guys don't know, this is brewed using a secret recipe passed down by my ancestors. It tastes sweet and is suitable for all ages."

He looked left and right, leaned close to them and whispered: "To tell you the truth, this fruit wine is a best-seller here, especially couples, who love to drink this wine. Why do you know?"

"Hey, this wine can help things between husband and wife."

The shopkeeper straightened up and said with a hearty smile: "But don't worry, it only works between lovers. Drinking it will help others sleep."

"By the way, I also found two horses for you to use on your journey."

"Why are you so embarrassed? I'm here to help." Mo An stood up and bowed his hands in greeting.

"Master, do you want to set off?"

He turned around and picked up the two bottles of wine on the table, while Lan Jinyan happily held the snacks. They both stood up and prepared to leave, but Xuanyuan Qing did not follow.

Still sitting on the stool, looking worried.

"Master?" Mo An walked over with the wine in his arms.

Xuanyuan Qing raised his eyes, his eyes resting on the wine jar he was holding, and his heart was shocked.

Does he have feelings for Yanyan?

No, it's impossible.

How could he have feelings for a woman he had only just met? The shopkeeper must have been talking nonsense.

However, how to explain Mo An's good night's sleep, he just...