rich little concubine

Then Mo Feng put on Ji Ziyang's coat, strode into the palace, and hurried towards a courtyard guarded by heavily guarded troops.

Xue He followed closely behind, his expression heavy: "My lord?!" He meant to remind.

However, once the ink seal is released, the matter of the true and false princes in the mansion can no longer be hidden.

"You don't need to say too much, this king has his own measure." He lifted his foot and stepped into the courtyard.

This courtyard is specially set up for the genius doctor Luo Lao to live in. He personally takes care of the prince's medicinal food, which is related to the prince's life. Therefore, except for the prince and a few confidants, no one can enter or leave this courtyard.

However, Mo Feng directly carried the man here, showing that he was very anxious. He tried his breath a few times on the way, but he was frightened and panicked.

Ji Ziyang is already the person on his heart.

Otherwise, when I heard that he was going to live outside the palace temporarily, why would I rush there in a hurry.

Otherwise, seeing him lingering on other men's beds, how could he lose his mind.

Those hateful words were still lingering in his ears, and he couldn't get rid of them, which made his heart ache.

Carefully put the man on the bed, called the miracle doctor, and said firmly, "This king wants him to be safe and sound!"

Luo Lao pulled away Ji Ziyang's robe, the traces on the original delicate and fair skin were shocking, what else did he not understand.

Looking at this man again, his face is pale and bloodless, his lips are dry and dry, lying on the bed like a rag puppet, this is... unspeakable!

Old Luo was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. He reminded the prince several times not to rush into sex, but now he is doing well, and even tossed the little baby half to death, and said angrily: "Dead!"

Judging by his age, isn't Ji Ziyang a little baby who just bloomed!It's a shame!

The evil spirit in the house rose sharply, the black robe moved without wind, but the gloomy face sealed with ink was as black as ink, which was a sign of the imminent rain.

"Why are you so anxious! You don't want to die yourself, do you! I mean, if I don't save him, this little baby will really die!"

Luo always felt sorry for Ji Ziyang, and he couldn't get angry. He didn't care about his status as a prince and wanted to make the other person anxious, so he deliberately gasped for words.

After saying that, he turned around and took out a white jade porcelain bottle from the medicine box, quickly poured out a crystal clear white pill and stuffed it into Ji Ziyang's mouth.

This is the top-grade medicine that he has developed for many years to regulate qi and blood, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality. It is all because of it that he can still run around in such a vigorous age.

The materials used to make this medicine are extremely precious and rare in the world, so one piece is worth a thousand gold.

Sure enough, as soon as the medicine was taken, Ji Ziyang's complexion began to improve, and he became a little angry.

Ran Mo Feng stretched out his hand, palm up, and said, "Bring it!"

"What?!" Old Luo pretended to be stupid.

"Medicine!" He looked at the white jade porcelain bottle in his hand.

"One is enough!" Old Luo jumped up angrily. This medicine is extremely precious, and he would not give it to others easily. He also took out one because he saw the pity of the little doll. To save Ji Ziyang, he prescribed another prescription to take care of it slowly it is also fine.

However, Mo Feng repeated it without any doubt, and added: "This king will exchange things with you."

After discussing the matter, Mr. Luo reluctantly handed out the medicine bottle, and told him by the way: "One is enough for three days. It's a waste to take too much. Then find a maid to wipe his body. The injuries on his body are still gone." Medicine is needed."

"The king will come in person."

Luo Laowu sighed to himself.

Yijing in the main courtyard couldn't sit still anymore, and went straight to the genius doctor's courtyard, but was stopped by the blood river at the door: "The prince is inside."

Yijing chuckled and put it on Xuehe's shoulder: "It seems that I don't have to act as a fake prince in the future. I always have to drink such a bowl of medicine every day, but it's hard for me."

Xuehe didn't answer, with a frown on his face.

Yijing knew what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and said: "We have followed the prince for many years, when will the prince make a mistake?"

"this time."

Yijing choked: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly," changing the subject: "How is the princess?"

Blood River remained silent.

The door of the room was opened, and although the person in Mo Feng's arms had a complexion, his eyes were still closed, and only half of the small face leaning against his chest was exposed.

Seeing the prince's cautious appearance, one could tell that he had a crush on this young male concubine.

Yijing raised his head and looked around, the palace might change in the future, I hope this princess will not betray the palace.

The original plan was disrupted.

Yijing ostentatiously moved back to Xuehe's residence, but Mofeng moved back into the main courtyard, and arranged Ji Ziyang in his own room.

Little Wood was clumsy and could only wait for news in the original yard.

Luan'er was taken to serve Ji Ziyang, and she stayed by the bedside all the time.

But after a day and a night, the person on the bed still showed no sign of waking up, Luan'er lowered her head, secretly wiped her tears, and the medicine boiled over and over again had already heated up her body.

When will the young master wake up?

"Go down." The remorseful man didn't even leave for a moment.

Luan'er had no choice but to retreat.

Fingertips caressed the haggard cheek of the person on the bed, what is pity, what is heartache, but Mo Feng has already tasted it, this taste is extremely tormenting, hate and regret.

"My king's Yanger, when will I wake up?" Whispered and whispered, calling softly, as if holding a treasure.

Ji Ziyang frowned slightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He had a dream, in the dream, back to the year of his fifth birthday.

There is a beautiful chocolate cream cake on the table, and mom and dad are sitting on the side happily celebrating his birthday.

The woman said: Yangyang, mom loves you the most.

The man said: Yangyang, Dad will take you around the world in the future.

And his only wish to blow out the candles is: Mom and Dad mean what they say.

It's very simple, what a simple request, but he was too young at that time, he didn't understand, the simpler the promise, the harder it is to keep.

Later, mom and dad didn't know why they started to quarrel, and there would be some disturbances at both ends of the three days, and I often saw my mother hiding in the room alone and crying secretly.

Later, my father didn't go home very much, until one day he took another aunt, who told him with a smile that she was going to travel with his father.

He was leaning against the door, poking his head out. His father cleaned up in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to ask a question when he left.

Dad, when are you coming back?

That night, my mother came back very late, without the exquisite makeup of the past, she looked very haggard, with ashes in her red eyes.

He was very scared, and took his mother's hand, but the cold made him shiver.

Mom threw him away and pointed at him with the most vicious eyes: "Go away, stay away from me, seeing your face that looks like his makes me sick."

He stood there ignorantly, listening to his mother's accusation, what happened to her?

But my mother said that she loves him the most, um, it won't change.

Before he woke up the next day, an uncle came to pick him up. It was his uncle. The uncle told him that he would live in his house in the future, and his parents would go far away, so they could no longer take care of him.

He nodded obediently: "I know Uncle, when they come back, they will definitely come to pick me up."

So he waited day after day, until someone called him a wild child, and said he had no one to raise him, and then he gradually understood.

What is divorce.

What is called...abandonment.

The puppet bear that was full of promises on his birthday was cut up mercilessly by him and thrown into the trash can.

The uncle said, Yangyang, I will take you to buy another one.

There were people coming and going in the huge shopping mall, some sticky big hands were gently holding him, and the crowd easily pushed them away.

The uncle was still walking forward, and he chased after him desperately, shouting: "Uncle, wait for me."

But the figure that disappeared into the crowd did not stop for a moment.

He became a child who was once again abandoned.

He begged for food with beggars on the road, and robbed wild dogs for food in small alleys.

He has been chased and beaten, pointed at his nose and scolded, but no one has ever asked him where he came from, is he hungry, does he need help?

Hurrying crowd, everyone preoccupied.

Until a man in a suit appeared in front of him, pointed to another unkempt man in the distance, and asked him: "If you can kill him, I can take you to a place where your life is better, would you like it? "

He could see clearly that that person snatched a pack of half-eaten biscuits that he managed to find in the trash can yesterday. Although the pack of biscuits was stained with disgusting things, it was dirty and smelly, but it could fill him up. belly.

So nodded: "I am willing."

What others have never given him, what can he use to show mercy to others.

So, he became a killer, climbed to the top, and abandoned all feelings, just to keep from being displaced, just to earn enough money and live a better life.

What a simple request for a better life.

He never wanted much.

Ruthlessness can make a person, and what makes ruthlessness is precisely the infinite desire for warmth.

When the screen turned, he saw that he had come to an unknown ancient time, with a tall man standing beside him.

The man hugged him domineeringly, stopped him in his arms, and sat on his lap, feeling tender and affectionate. At that moment, his eyes were dazed and his heart was dazed.

So what about a man, if he can give him warmth, why should he be afraid of sex.

But when he raised his eyes, he could see the man's face clearly. The sculptural facial features were sharp and sharp, and the eyebrows were sharp. However, the tenderness in his eyes just now no longer existed, and was replaced by coldness and bloodthirsty.

The ruthless trampling, savage plundering, and unspeakable physical pain, like a sharp sword in the heart, shattered those other feelings that were about to sprout, leaving only a broken heart full of holes.

It turned out to be the same, and no one could believe it.

But... "It hurts..." Ji Ziyang lay on the bed, his small face showing extreme pain, and he murmured.

The scene in the dream kept flashing back and forth in my mind, and tears fell from the corners of my eyes, and I couldn't stop it.

What can be buried in the bottom of my heart can always be tolerated, but when the grievances come to my heart, I can't bear it anymore.

When the cup is full it overflows.