Chapter 1039

"If you force me to turn things around, I will not. Lord, you will give me some silver. I will pack up and disappear immediately." Irene smiles at MOJIN, smiling.

She knew clearly that the more she wanted to go, mujin would not let her go.

"Even if I let you go, I should send you back to the prime minister's office." Mujin walked step by step towards Irene, each step with a majestic momentum, a little cold in the low and dumb voice.

Irene looks at mujin walking towards her. She repeatedly tells herself that this is the first time mujin knows her. Naturally, she will not be as tolerant and gentle as she is in her dream.

You can't provoke him, you can't provoke him, and you can't even provoke him. After all, the identity he plays now is Yunxie.

"Then am I not the first princess to be divorced by the evil king?" Irene said with a wink and a smile on her face.

Speaking, mujin has come to Irene's front. The faint ink fragrance on his body encircles Irene and looks down at Irene with a pair of dark eyes.

The powerful aura emanated from mujin's bones made Irene's breathing become depressed.

That kind of feeling is not terrible, but let Irene have a kind of long-term secret love, go to their own general, make her blush heartbeat.

Suddenly, mujin's clean fingers gently raised Irene's cheek and forced her to look up at him. Those black and lustrous eyes were really similar to zhu'er's.

Every time he saw the eyes, he could not help thinking of zhu'er, but the owner of the eyes was not zhu'er.

Although the eyes are clear and clean, there is a story in them.

Mujin holds Irene's face with her hand. The delicate skin like snow touches her hand, but it's really true. It doesn't look like wearing a face changing mask.

The woman was really saved by him last night.

In my mind, I fell into a contradiction. I was willing to believe it, but I couldn't believe it.

"You won't send me back, will you?" Irene turns her eyes, with a touch of beauty and loveliness, and carefully reaches out to hold mujin's hand holding her face. The moment when she holds her eyes, there is a enchanting twinkle between her eyes.

This made mujin's heart tremble a little fiercely, as if Irene's looking back had aroused his heart string which had been dusty for a long time and touched his heart for a long time.

Irene's little hands are soft and soft, but also because she has been bullied all the year round. There are small and thin wounds on her hands, which are rough to feel carefully. There is also a thin cocoon on her hand abdomen, which is not as delicate and tender as the hands of previous princesses.

However, he liked these slightly rough but small and lovely hands more.

He felt so real.

The small wounds and cocoons on the hands are not formed overnight, and the thin and chronically malnourished body of iris Wei is not formed in a month.

So she is really her. No one pretends to be iris, but her eyes are full of spirituality instead of being bullied for a long time.

"You want to be the fifth and last princess of the king. Do you have this confidence?" Mujin's dark eyes light to Irene holding his hand, eyes light some hot, but the tone is still with infinite cold meaning.

Irene looked at mujin very seriously. In her dream, she knew mujin so well. With one look and one tone, she knew what mujin wanted to express.

So mujin asked, it seems that the tone is cold and frightening, but it has been proved to her.

Irene raised her confident and charming smile again: "yes, I will definitely be your last princess, and later..."

Irene deliberately sold a pass, and then said with a little shame, "I dreamed in my dream that we would have three children, two men and one woman!"

Irene said something very serious, look very serious, if do not know people think she is just a naive girl.

And MOJIN also thinks so. He purely thinks that maybe it's because of the dream Irene accidentally had that Irene will make these.

But why did Irene dream of him for no reason?

Isn't it a coincidence that zhu'er, who has been dead for many years, can't bear to look at him alone and find such a girl with similar eyes to come to him?

Guard him for her? Accompany him?

"What else did you dream of?" Mujin's arm on that hand suddenly came to the waist of the landlord, making the distance between the two more.

It seems that as long as mujin is bowing her head, she can kiss Irene's bright red lips.

Irene's breath spits lightly on MOJIN's face, the air is like the orchid.

"Be careful of your wound..." When she was suddenly held by mujin, Irene's first reaction was still mujin's injury, as if she didn't care about mujin's closeness at all.

Mujin thought that Zhu Er was the same at the beginning. Even though she couldn't speak, she still cared about his palm which was accidentally scratched by the knife edge. Although it was only a layer of skin, Zhu Er still pointed to his palm, as if to ask him how to do it? Does it hurt?

Only those who really care about themselves can care about them so much!

"I killed the assassin with a sword last night. What's the matter with holding you today?" Mujin's low and dumb voice whispered in Irene's ear, as if with some magic, making Irene's body numb from head to foot.

"No, your wound has just been treated. It's better to have a rest. It can't move. Otherwise, it will affect the wound healing. Fortunately, the wound doesn't hurt the muscles and bones, otherwise..." Irene explains to mujin. Before she finishes speaking, mujin answers with a long voice.

"I can't take a sword with this hand."

"So, you should pay attention to recuperation. You'd better not move this hand!" Irene lowered her eyes, and mujin's deep eyes fell straight on Irene's face. I don't know whether it was the effect of wine or the reason of thin skin that made her face unconsciously dizzy with layers of red.

But the bigger the charming, lovely, a red robe in the light of each other, it is more a charm.

"Still? How can the king hold you? " MOJIN's words made Irene's face more red.

The shyness at the bottom of the eyes is completely captured by MOJIN.

Some feelings are natural, and that natural feelings are how can not pretend to come out.

"Can you change hands?" If it were for another girl, she would have buried her head in shame. Her face was like the sun. She could not say a word, but Irene was different.

Mu Jin under the silver mask heard this sentence, rippling the smile of the corner of her mouth, very warm, like the unfathomable eyes of a deep pool, but slowly floating up a touch of warmth.

Then, bending down slightly, he picked up Irene and said cruelly, "this is the kind of hug the king said."

"Ah..." Irene immediately put her hands around mujin's neck. She wanted to reduce the strength of mujin's hands, not to let the weight affect the wound on his shoulder. She almost named mujin.

Irene didn't know how mujin would react if she called out the words.

Mujin holds Irene to the bed, lifts up her hair, just ready to press it down, but Irene immediately stops mujin's action, and worries: "let me see if your wound is bleeding."

MOJIN is really, how can he not listen? If the wound is infected, it will be very troublesome. In ancient times, there were no antibiotics or anti-inflammatory drugs.

But fortunately, mujin has a magic pearl of the Chinese zodiac, which has also played a certain role in healing his injury.

However, she had to find a way to take out mujin's zodiac pearl. Otherwise, one day when he fell into the water, he accidentally opened the door of the vortex. He returned to the hidden family. What should she do?

Irene's worried words are much better than some women's sweet words.

The simpler a word like this, the softer Mu Jin's heart.

Regardless of holding Irene's hand, straight to her body down in bed.

"I've also had a cup of wine. It's time for us to go to the cave. It's worth a fortune to have a night in the spring!" Mu Jin smiles.

With a flick of the big hand, the red bed curtain slipped down from both sides, covering mujin's palm, which had been penetrated into Irene's clothes.

Irene is not reluctant, but MOJIN's wound is really not suitable.

"Lord You can't In this way, shall I serve you in changing clothes and washing? " Irene frowned slightly.

In fact, she also knew that mujin would not listen to such advice.

If he is interested in her now, he will not let her go easily.

"When the hole is over, you are waiting for Ben Wang to change and wash." Mujin's body allowance is in Irene's body, and the ambiguous tone is in Irene's ear. The warm air from her mouth pours on Irene's face, and the fresh wine fragrance mixed with the ambiguous factors goes straight into Irene's nose.

Then Irene felt that a current penetrated her body, which made her sweat stand up excitedly, and her waist was arching up unconsciously, which was more convenient for mujin's invasion.

When Irene felt a cold in front of her, she woke up and grabbed mujin's hand and looked at mujin with prayer and concern.

However, mujin only raised her head slightly, her pale lips were crimson, tearing and grinding Irene's delicate earlobes: "the next day, Xi Po will come in to see if there is any red falling on the bed. If not, do you know the consequences?"

Irene was stunned. Yes, in her dream, she was ill. Xuanli called a doctor in the middle of the night. She couldn't go to the clinic. Naturally, Xi Po couldn't get that Luo Hong.

But now Xi Po is still guarding. She and Mu Jin are in the same room. If they don't fall red the next day, she will be miserable.