Chapter 320

I don't know how long later, Mo Xiyan looked at Murong Yu's back, and slowly he was a little sleepy.

At first she could hold on, but after a long time, she slowly sat on the steps, hugged her knees and slept with her head tilted.

After a while, the sound of steady breathing just sounded. Murong Yu, who originally made Mo Xiyan think he was in a daze and sad, turned around by coincidence.

His sight accurately fell on Mo Xiyan. He didn't know what he thought, and couldn't help sighing.

Then a few light jumps, quietly fall in front of Mo Xiyan, slowly squat down and quietly stare at her.

With his own eyes, he described her beautiful appearance and the slightly raised corners of her lips when she fell asleep.

It's so cute.

As soon as Xi Yan arrived, he found out, but he was really not in the mood at that time, so he didn't take care of her.

He thought Mo Xiyan just happened to pass by. He didn't want to wait for a long time, but he didn't hear her leaving footsteps.

At that moment, he realized that the little woman came here specially for him, and then accompanied him in this way.

Moved?

People's hearts are flesh long, how can they not be moved.

Just moved, but felt that the little woman was stupid enough.

I really stood with him for so long.

He can stand three or four more hours.

But she was a woman in the end, but she still insisted on accompanying herself until she couldn't hold it any longer, so she shrank here and fell asleep.

"You are so stupid. How can you rest assured that I don't take you seriously?"

Murong Yu shook his head gently, raised his hand reluctantly, slowly fell on Mo Xiyan's cheek, gently rubbed it, didn't want to have a few times, the man in his arms raised his hand suddenly, threw away his hand heavily, and then went to sleep again.

Mo Xi Yan's sudden action made Murong Yu stunned on the spot.

He looked at his hand in amazement. When he saw the layers of thick cocoons caused by holding the sword for many years, he immediately understood the reason why Mo Xiyan would suddenly take the hand.

"He began to dislike his own man before he got married?"

Murong Yu raised his hand and gently scraped Mo Xi Yan's nose. The bottom of his eyes was full of tenderness and doting that he had never noticed.

After squatting for a long time, I saw that the little woman still didn't wake up.

It's getting late again. The night wind has risen and the coolness is gradually attacking.

Murong Yu finally sighed, got up, copied with a big hand, and gently held Mo Xiyan in his arms. He carefully adjusted her posture. After confirming that there was no problem, he took her to the Yuejiao hospital.

Where the man didn't see it, Mo Xiyan, who thought he had fallen asleep, gently hooked the corner of his lips and smiled silently.

I was even more proud. Look, the man was not taken away by her.

She felt that without her, the man would not know how long he would stay in the pavilion.

Maybe all night?

Hum, she can't bear to let him abuse himself for such a betrayed brother.

On this thought, Mo Xiyan went to the man's arms, rubbed again, and then settled down here to continue to enjoy the man's service.

Murong Yu looked down at her and found that the little woman in his arms just adjusted her posture, but there was no sign of waking up. He couldn't help but relax. Somehow, he didn't want to let go of Mo Xiyan now.

Because only by holding her, his heart was secure and let him know that no one cared about him.

At the same time, it seems to understand why Mo Xiyan is there with himself.

At that moment, when my heart was warm, I whispered in secret, cherish my face and rest assured. Even if it's not for myself, but just for you who care about me, I Murong Yurong will stick to it until everything is clear and until I earn a piece of peace for you.

"Lord, what's the matter with Miss Mo?"

Murong Yushen was in his own thoughts and didn't pay attention to the surrounding scenes. Until the sound of bamboo sounded in front of him, he was surprised that he had arrived at Yuejiao hospital.

"Shh."

Murong Yu shook his head softly, then walked over the bamboo and came to the door.

Bamboo stepped forward quickly and bowed to open the door for him.

Murong Yu took Mo Xiyan directly into the inner room, carefully and gently placed her on the bed, and then carefully covered the quilt and tucked in the quilt corner for her.

Bamboo, who came into the house with him behind him, was shocked when he saw this scene.

She never knew that the LORD had such a gentle side?

Sure enough, as steward Zeng said, Miss Mo is special to the Lord. No accident, she will be the mistress of the palace in the future.

At first, bamboo didn't believe it. After all, in her eyes, the LORD was an iceberg with cold air and a mask.

But now, bamboo feels that Zeng housekeeper is right. The prince in front of him not only has no terrorist mask, but also has half a cold feeling all over his body?

Thinking of this, bamboo decided to serve Mo Xiyan as a hostess in the future. Of course, she would remind lian'er so that the girl would not offend others and be punished by the Lord.

After bamboo thought about it, as soon as he recovered, he saw that her prince was no longer in the house, and Mo Xiyan didn't know when to wake up. He was sitting at the head of the bed and looking at her. The bottom of his eyes was clear. Where was it like a person who had just woke up?

Bamboo was puzzled, but she just wanted to see it clearly, but she stubbornly didn't cherish the bottom of her dark eyes. The cold frost inside was full of condensation, which made her heart tremble and her voice afraid.

"Maidservant, damn it." bamboo felt flustered and knelt on the ground instantly, his body trembling slightly.

She had felt Miss Mo's momentum once before, but she was about to leave in a hurry, so although bamboo was flustered for a few minutes, it was far from reaching. Now her legs and feet are soft, her body is out of strength, and she is almost suffocated.

"Get up, you haven't done anything, how can you die?" Mo Xi Yan opened his mouth faintly, with a clear voice.

Bamboo bowed his body and slowly got up. He bowed his head and didn't dare to look directly at Mo Xiyan. His vocal cords trembled and explained, "slave, the slave and maid were wrong, but they walked in front of the master. After walking, God, reality, reality..."

Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Mo Xiyan, "it's not a big deal. I'll expose it this time and don't make it again next time."

Mo Xiyan's voice has a casual taste, but it gives people more authority.

Also let the bamboo head press lower, "Miss, be kind. I will remember that if there is another time, I will ask miss to punish me twice, and I will not spare it."

This is a girl with personality. She is really kind to her temper. Don't cherish Yan's instant appreciation for bamboo. Looking at the bottom of her eyes, she finally melted a little cold and warmed up a little