[Three Lives III] Mo Yuan's Peach Blossom Wife

At this moment, Qingyandian really complied with Feng Jiu's lie, the emperor really went to find Zuiyan tonight.

The two of them were watching the moon on the tree, drinking and talking.

At night, on the big tree outside Qingyan Temple, there were two figures lying flat on the trunk, and there were many empty wine bottles under the tree, all in pieces.

Drunk Yan rested her left arm on her pillow, poured a bottle of wine into her mouth with her right hand, the wine wet her cheeks, and slipped down her delicate outline into the placket of her clothes. She stared lazily at the hazy moonlight at night.

"You're upset." The emperor, who was lying casually on another tree trunk, took a sip of his wine and said.

"I once opened a tavern, called Zui Xing Ge, and woke up when I was drunk. I just want to get drunk tonight."

After speaking, she poured another drink into her mouth.

The emperor sighed: "Zui Yan, it is very difficult for a person to find a true person in his life, why should you live with the past."

Zuiyan smiled with tears in her eyes: "I also want to get by, but it's ridiculous to say that I've been strangers since then, but I still wait every day and night, will he regret rejecting me, will he come to look for me? , I waited and waited, waited and waited, until every morning and every night was dark..."

"Little Shitou, I really envy you mortals whose lives are only a hundred years, but I have lived without aging or death for a long, long time. After waiting for a long, long time, my love for him has become distorted in these endless years."

"Love? Don't know, hate? Don't know."

Zui Yan poured the wine on her face, and the wine splashed down on her face, washing away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The wine was gone, so she threw the bottle down casually, listening to the sound of the bottle shattering.

"Zi Yan, no matter what, I will protect you all in my lifetime."

The emperor doesn't like her being sad, he was brought up by her alone, his attachment to her has long since become an indelible family affection, and his affection for her is both mother and friend.

"Thank you, little stone, I... ah..."

Zui Yan screamed, the tree trunk she was lying on broke suddenly for some reason, and she fell from the tree, falling into a warm embrace full of fragrance.

She raised her eyes and stared blankly at his deep eyes, filled with tenderness, he bowed his head and kissed her eyelids intimately, whispering softly like water:

"Yan Yan... Yan Yan..."

I don't know if he was really drunk, but Zuiyan's heart softened in an instant, and she tightly clenched his robe.

"Mo Yuan, you're really here..."

The flushed drunken face caressed his handsome face, stroked his eyebrows, his eyes...

Mo Yuan kissed the fingers that were caressing his face distressedly, his forehead was pressed against hers, and his lips lightly touched her soft lips that were stained with wine.

"Sorry, I am late."

After Zui Yan smiled contentedly, she collapsed drunk in his arms. Mo Yuan hugged her and wanted to enter the bedroom, but a voice behind him stopped him.

"This son of unknown origin, can you put down my beloved concubine?"

The emperor, who had already come down from the tree, said in a deep voice. He just looked at the broken tree trunk. The broken part was smooth and neat, which was clearly man-made.

Mo Yuan's face, which was originally tender and tender like water, turned cold in an instant. He looked back at the reincarnation of Emperor Donghua, and said coldly:

"Even if you are the emperor, I will not be polite to you."

"What do you want to do to my father!"

Wanzi ran from a distance with her cheeks puffed up, and stood in a protective posture in front of the emperor.

Mo Yuan's heart trembled fiercely, and he looked at the child who looked very similar to him in disbelief and surprise.

"Good boy." The emperor was very satisfied with Wanzi's address at the moment, and tenderly rubbed Wanzi's hair.

Wanzi and the emperor exchanged glances, both of them understood each other's thoughts.

The emperor glared at Mo Yuan, "Don't let go of my beloved concubine!"

Wanzi glared at Mo Yuan, "Don't let go of my mother!"

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was as blue as washing, and a faint golden light gently poured on the mortal world.

In Qingyan Hall in the imperial palace, no matter how warm the sun is, it cannot warm the icy atmosphere inside.

The drunken face after a hangover, dizzy and dizzy, moved her eyeballs for a while before opening her heavy eyelids, the frosty curtains were reflected in her eyes, she rubbed her heavy head and got up.

She and Xiao Shitou seemed to have drank a lot of wine last night, and then she seemed to be drunk and fell from a tree, and then... She frowned and squinted with a headache, shaking her head, and was surprised to remember that Mo Yuan appeared last night.

"Mother, you finally woke up, drink some hangover tea." Wanzi trotted to the edge of the bed with the hangover tea.

Zui Yan took the hangover tea and just took a sip when she heard the emperor's astonishing words.

"It's good for my concubine to wake up, I and the emperor are very worried."

"puff!"

Zui Yan spit out the hangover tea in her mouth on the spot, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she stared at the emperor who walked over and sat on the bed like a madman.

What kind of illness did he have, that he actually called her... Aifei, Wanzi... Huang'er?

The emperor gently wiped the water stains on her lips, "Aifei, you are really like a child, you can choke on tea."

Zui Yan was about to say something, but out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Mo Yuan who was standing not far from the bed, exuding a chilling aura all over her body. She shook her hand, and all the hangover tea spilled on the mattress.

"Aifei, you are really careless."

The emperor wanted to lift the drenched mattress aside, but was stopped by a generous hand. The coldness of his whole body rushed towards his face. The emperor looked at Mo Yuan who suddenly stood up with a gentle smile.

Mo Yuan cast a spell to fly the robe behind the screen to his palm, pushed the emperor away, wrapped the robe around Zui Yan who was still in a daze, and wrapped her tightly before lifting the wet quilt to the ground. side.

"Does your head still hurt?"

Mo Yuan turned a blind eye to the emperor, and directly hugged Zui Yan into his arms, rubbing her temples lovingly and lovingly, so as to relieve her headache.

With the face so close at hand, Zui Yan immediately regained consciousness, brushed his hand away, and returned to her indifferent appearance.

"Don't bother God, you and I are always different from men and women, please God to leave first."

"Divorce him and marry me, and there will be no difference between men and women." Mo Yuan proposed solemnly.

Zui Yan was very surprised by his thick skin, not only Zui Yan, but also the emperor and Wanzi couldn't help raising their eyebrows in astonishment.

"I'm her husband now, it's a bit too crazy for you to say these words in front of me." The emperor said in a serious voice with a straight face.

Mo Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, "She was originally my wife, and I haven't settled with you for the matter of you taking someone's wife."

"You liar, when did my mother marry you?" Wanzi stared at Mo Yuan with wide eyes and said angrily.

He obviously abandoned him and his mother!

Facing Wanzi's question, the accusation in his eyes made Mo Yuan's heart ache, and he wanted to reach out to comfort him, but Wanzi avoided him.

Tao Zhen and Zui Yan, where to start with all the past, Mo Yuan was extremely troubled.

Mo Yuan had a headache, and her drunken face was even more painful. The ex-lover and her nominal husband were arguing endlessly in front of her, full of murderous aura. What was even more outrageous was that her precious son looked exactly like Mo Yuan, but he called others to do it. father emperor.

"That's enough, shut up all of you."

Zui Yan roared angrily, Qing Yan Dian fell silent for a moment, she rubbed her headache and glared at them.

"What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about, Xiao Shitou, you take Wanzi to your bedroom, Mo Yuan and I need to have a calm talk."

Since you can't escape, you can't avoid it, you have to face it.

Wanzi wanted to say something, but she shut her mouth with a drunken and decisive expression, his mother must have figured out how to face this ruthless father.

He took the emperor's hand and left without hindering his mother and that person. After walking out of Qingyan Palace, Wanzi raised his head, stared at the emperor slyly, and said with a smile:

"Father, let's bet on whether that person will be tortured to half his life by my mother?"

The emperor rolled his eyes at him, "This is not nonsense, your mother's vengeful personality insisted on swallowing Mo Yuan alive."

Maruko curled her lips, but still quite agreed in her heart.

"Prince Wanzi, bet on when your mother will be eaten and wiped clean."

"I'll bet for a month!" Wanzi patted his chest full of confidence and said.

"It really is my own son, then I bet for half a month!"

The emperor looked at Wanzi provocatively, based on his observation of Mo Yuan, that man would definitely try his best to win his heart.

"You just expect your concubine Hongxing to have sex with her and wear a cuckold?" Maruko teased.

"..." The emperor trembled all over.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is not much more.

I don't want to abuse Mo Yuan anymore, let the two of them abuse the dog.

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