The voice of Jun Mo yuan's surprise and incomparable, rings above her head.
Yueqianlan looks up slightly and touches the crystal clear light in his eyes.
She slightly a Leng, the next moment, in front of so many people's face, she was he tightly into the arms.
The familiar and strange breath came to her face, spread to her nose, cheek
His breath, his palm holding her waist, is so warm, she can't help but slightly stunned.
All the people around, including Yanyu of Ming Dynasty, Yan Chengkuan and Yan Fengjiao, were stunned.
What's the situation? Isn't it from the crown princess? How come the prince just hugged him as soon as he came out?
How can this man look so strange when he holds a man?
Are they dazzled, or are they both abnormal? Or is this thin little boy
Yueqianlan frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to open his arms, straightened her back and knelt down to him.
Tang Huan also followed the reaction and immediately fell to his knees.
"What are you doing?" Jun Mo yuan's heart trembled, and he reached out to pull her up.
The month thousand LAN but push his arm, eyes firm, solemnly kneel down to him.
"My subordinates came to help the crown prince at the order of the Crown Princess I hope the prince will make atonement. My subordinates are just a little weak because they are on their way day and night. Please give me a hand. Thank you, your highness. "
Jun Mo yuan was slightly stunned, and his palm on his side trembled slightly. A touch of love jumped at the bottom of his eyes, and he came to Lincheng day and night. He knew what it was for.
He lowered his eyes and knelt at his feet to salute. His heart was as anxious as a cat's paw.
In his heart, there was not only surprise, but also anger.
So dangerous, she ran so recklessly, don't she know, she did, let him worry?
Jun Mo yuan pursed lips, light should be a, immediately and she opened the distance.
"Since it's sent by the crown princess, please wait on the crown prince."
Jun Mo yuan finished saying this sentence, no longer stay, turned and left.
When passing by Yan Chengkuan, he said faintly: "the prince doesn't want this kind of thing to happen again. Do you understand what the prince means
Yan Chengkuan's forehead was in a cold sweat, trembling, and his voice answered: "Your Highness atones. I know I'm wrong. This is a misunderstanding. After that, I will make amends to this young man. Please calm down."
Yan Fengjiao is a little afraid, biting the lip, looking up at the eye Jun Mo yuan, the bottom of the eye rippled, also follow the plea.
This kind of low posture can't coincide with the charming and unreasonable willful young lady just now.
Yan Chengkuan's father and daughter are really in favor of each other. They are used to being at the helm of the wind.
What happened at the door, Jun Moyuan didn't know what was going on, and didn't have time to know much about it.
Wait for month thousand LAN to follow him into Song Yun Pavilion, wash clean, changed a suit of clothes to come out.
Then he saw Xin Chang in a white robe standing in the hall, waiting for her.
"Just at the door, what happened? Did Yan Chengkuan and his daughter embarrass you? " Jun Mo yuan steps forward, grabs her hand and asks anxiously.
Yue Qianlan carefully looked at Mo yuan's current physical condition and saw that everything was as usual. Instead of answering, she asked, "what's the matter with that bright yellow silk you sent back to Kyoto? Aren't you sick? Now it seems that there is nothing at all. What are you planning on? "
Jun Mo yuan sighed a little. He knew that he could not hide it from Yue Qian LAN, but he was still angry in his heart, and then he glared at her.
Month thousand LAN tiny pick eyebrow, this meeting her in the mind also have gas, he pour to lose a temper first?
She was always unhappy. She pursed her lips and snorted. She also glared at him. She took her little hand back from his palm and sat down on the princess's couch. She took a book and looked down.
Looking at it, sleepiness gradually surged up.
I didn't feel tired when I was on my way every day and night these days. Once this person slacked off and became tired, he would rush up with me.
Jun Mo yuan calm face, staring at her head motionless.
This little girl film, also she dares to shake a facial expression to see for him.
All of a sudden, he saw her body slowly leaning to one side. He quickly stepped forward and caught her body in time.
Drooping his eyes, a look, arms of the woman, has closed his eyes deep sleep.
Jun Mo yuan can't help but smile and bend his lips. He's still sulking here. As a result, he fell asleep.
However, such a thousand billows on the moon, he looked distressed, full of sour running.
He hugged her tightly, and then he raised his hand and gently poked her nose.
"It's not easy Fortunately, all the way here, nothing happened. In case you have a problem, how can you let Prince Ben live? "The little man in his arms can't hear these words.
He won't tell her, but at this moment, he still feels palpitation and regret.
In case If she didn't plan carefully enough, if she was caught by the enemy, the result would be unimaginable.
Jun Mo Yuan thinks more and more heart frightened, want to shake her to wake up, good warning him, next time don't so rash run to find him.
However, although she was a little angry, she ventured to find him, but her heart was shameful. This time, he could really feel that she cared about him.
Can't help, he will hold her in his arms, drooping eyes, gently kiss her lips.
Her good smell of breath, strands of jump into his breath, his chest slightly agitated, unconsciously this kiss, gradually deepened.
He really missed her, especially.
Is falling into extreme sleepy Lilliputian son, impatient raise hand a slap fan in the face of Jun Mo yuan, mouth murmured a.
"Don't make trouble, I'm so sleepy..."
Jun Mo yuan a Leng, when waiting for reaction to come over, that slap has already fallen down.
She was not strong enough to make his cheek soft.
He clutched her little hand in tears and laughter. It was the first time that he had been beaten This feeling is so fresh
Jun Mo yuan looks at her uncomfortable appearance, also can't bear to disturb her again.
He gently picked her up, put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
Just bathed, her hair is still wet, in order not to let her dyed cold, he quickly took a dry towel over, personally, for her wet hair.
Of course, he has never done the job of serving people.
It's his first time to be beaten and to wipe his hair. When he thinks about it, it seems that many of the first times have been given to her.