Women's procrastination can't be said

The strength made Mu Lian stiffen all over, these hands...

The stroking of the top of the head when we met for the first time.

In the dead of night, people linger in the caress of the delicate body.

Also, she was merciless when she was about to give birth... the strength on her neck is still remembered.

The voice was soft, like a spring breeze, but without the slightest emotion: "Aifei, I've had enough fun, it's time to go back to the palace."

Thin body, handsome and soft face, very fair skin, sickly weak between the brows.Wearing a dragon robe, holding a baby and a stove.

Mu Youhuai spoke coldly, but he clearly felt the stiff bones in his hand start to tremble again.

"Afraid of being alone?" Mu Youhuai's eyes flashed coldly.

Mu Lian turned around, and the blood color on her face, which had finally recovered, faded again, her whole face was extremely pale, and the redness of her lips disappeared completely.

She couldn't help seeing the child in Mu Youhuai's arms, her eyes suddenly turned red, and an uncontrollable low and unpleasant roar came out of her throat.

"Speak." Mu Youhuai looked at her ugly face coldly.

Mu Lian kept her mouth shut, her eyes just greedily swept across the baby's face, she didn't dare and didn't want to look up at Mu Youhuai's cold face.

Squinting his eyes, Mu Youhuai let go of the shackles on the Mulian, threw the heater on the ground at once, and made a sharp sound.

Mu Lian took a step back in fright.

Realizing that Mu Lian hadn't glanced at him at all, Mu Youhuai wasn't annoyed, but just pulled the baby's swaddling clothes lightly, completely covering his rosy little face.

Seeing the child no longer, Mu Lian had no choice but to meet his gaze.

Mu Youhuai is used to forbearance, his eyes basically don't reveal too much expression, except for coldness, there is only indifference, so meeting his eyes basically won't make people cold.

But Mu Lian was most afraid of looking into his eyes, because through these familiar and unfamiliar eyes, she could only see her frightened appearance, and tears rolled down her face.

Pale hands gently caressed Mu Lian's cheeks, which were unexpectedly cold and moist, but Mu Youhuai didn't dislike her, and didn't even frown.

"Even tears are ice. If Concubine Ai feels cold, go back with Gu, and the palace will be warm." Touching her face is a kind of tenderness, but Mu Lian thinks it is a kind of Ling Chi.

It was as if, back in the bedroom with the red gauze curtain, the unsightly touch, the weight of the body, the intertwining of the bones...

There are also caves, rocks, messy hair, piercing panting, and painful pain.

Seeing that she was still speechless, Mu Youhuai approached her ear playfully, and his warm breath touched her skin without any waste, successfully causing waves of trembling.

"What did Aifei think of?"

Mu Lian suddenly opened her eyes wide, raised her hand and slapped him hard, and said hoarsely, "Get out!"

Mu Youhuai didn't care about the pain on his face, clamped Mu Lian's chin, frowned, stared into her eyes, and said, "What's wrong with your throat? Didn't Prince Song take good care of you?"

Asked like this, Mu Youhuai immediately thought of the reason, feeling extremely guilty and annoyed.

Mu Lian tried hard to push his hand away, and yelled like crazy: "Let go! Let go! Let me go! It's too dirty, let me go!"

Mu Youhuai's whole body froze from being "dirty", and a sense of hostility emerged spontaneously. Mu Lian was naturally unable to break free from the shackles. Mu Youhuai looked weak but had great strength.Vigorously pulling Mu Lian in front of his eyes, Mu Youhuai's eyes were red, and he said coldly, "You think Gu is dirty? What about you? Didn't you have a clean body when you were with Gu?"

"Let go of me! Mu Youhuai, let me go!" Mu Lian didn't want him to touch her at all, struggling desperately.

"Impossible. I came all the way to Song Kingdom alone, just to take you back." Mu Youhuai knew that her resistance was strong, so she softened her tone.

Mu Lian stiffened suddenly.

Lips lightly touched Mu Lian's, and Mu Youhuai felt that his mouth was going to be frozen, he hugged her lightly, tried hard to suppress the violence, his expression was full of cherishing.

"Xiao Lian, take your little son with you, and you go home with me, okay? After I go back, I'll drive away all those women, and when your throat is cured, sing for me, okay?" Mu Youhuai He softly called out his long-lost nickname, and deliberately did not use "孤" to refer to himself.

Mu Lian's eyes were red, and while Mu Youhuai was relaxing, she broke free from his embrace and knelt on the ground forcefully.

"The Lord talked too much today." Mu Lian calmed down strangely, kneeling on the ground, touching her forehead to the ground.

Mu Youhuai watched her movements, his whole body was trembling, and his face turned slightly pale.

Because of too many speeches, Mu Lian's throat was completely broken and blood was pouring out, but she gritted her teeth and insisted: "I beg the Lord to let me and Ah Wu go."

"A Wu?" Mu Youhuai trembled even more, looking at the top of her head in disbelief, "You actually named your son A Wu?"

"Yes. Song Qingwu saved me from fire and water. Without him, my second child would have been aborted. I took a word from Song Qingwu's name as my second child's name, as my gratitude to him."

"You!" Mu Youhuai felt distressed and angry, and lifted her up, "Are you still planning to give the second child the surname 'Song'? Let me tell you, Mu Lian, without me, you can't have a baby." Give up these two children. You asked me to spare you and the second child, does this mean that you don't want me and the boss?"

Taking a deep breath, Mu Youhuai tried his best to hide the grievance in his eyes, and said, "Isn't the boss also your son? I'm still your husband. How, how can you do this?"

Mu Lian was afraid, what Mu Youhuai said could only make her panic even more, she didn't dare to answer, she felt that she must be hallucinating.Mu Youhuai would never speak like that.

She didn't speak, Mu Youhuai just stared at her.

At this moment, a cold voice broke the stalemate between the two: "Master Mu, this is Song Kingdom."

Mu Youhuai raised his head lightly, and looked at the young man who was also expressionless, wearing a red robe very ostentatiously, but the brilliant red could not conceal his coldness and indifference.

Stepping up to Mu Lian's back, he gently supported her, Song Qingwu's indifferent gaze met Shangmu Youhuai's icy gaze, and the biting cold made Baixue in awe.

Song Qingwu followed He Zixia, and at the same time, Luo Ziyan also walked over with Ah Wu in his arms.

Mu Youhuai knew that he couldn't take Mu Lian away today.

Glancing at the child in Luo Ziyan's arms, Mu Youhuai picked up the abandoned stove and gently put it in his arms.

Luo Ziyan took a step forward and looked at Mu Lian worriedly.When Mu Lian saw her son, she felt confident. With Song Qingwu and others present, Mu Lian felt more secure.

When Qi Zijian walked over, he realized that there were so many people here. The joyful expression on his face instantly calmed down, and he walked to Mu Youhuai's side, and said to Song Qingwu, "It seems that His Royal Highness will not let the king take over the queen's wife today. Take it back to Mu Country."

Mu Lian froze in place.

when did she...

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