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Chapter 256

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Ford had heard a little movement outside the bedchamber. He was a little uneasy. He didn't know if Her Royal Highness would provoke the emperor again this time. In the past two days, he had been serving with fear and trepidation, fearing that if he was not careful, the emperor would take off his head.

There was no figure of the princess in the bedchamber. Ford smelled the scent of love in the air. His eyes brightened. Oh, the emperor will certainly not be angry after eating and drinking.

Ford saw that the place where the Emperor usually read memorials was a bit messy, and there seemed to be some unknown object on the blanket. He then looked at the dragon couch. Although the Emperor had put down the curtain, he looked refreshed. It was hard to imagine what had happened not long ago.

"Go fetch water, I want to take a bath." Mo Rongzhan ordered Ford faintly.

Ford hurriedly bowed his head and dared not look around again. "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Go and find a new set of clothes for … the princess." Mo Rongzhan said in a low voice, looking at Ford coldly.

"This slave will prepare it myself." Ford knew very well that since the emperor mentioned that it was the princess's clothes, he must not want people to know what happened. He naturally did not dare to hand it over to others.

In fact, if Miss Lu had not been conferred the title of princess at the beginning, wouldn't it have been fine? The emperor was looking for trouble for himself. He didn't know what the empress dowager would think if she knew about it.

Ford muttered in his heart, but he knew that it was not his turn to talk about these things. He just had to be a good slave in silence.

Very soon, he had prepared hot water and clothes, and he loyally stood guard outside.

Ye Zhen, lying in the dragon couch, was too shy to see anyone at this time. She glared at Mo Rongzhan fiercely, only to see the other party's thin lips evoking a pleasant smile. He picked her up and said, "I'll take you to freshen up."

"I'll go by myself!" Ye Zhen said angrily.

Mo Rongzhan turned a deaf ear to her. Not only did he carry her into the washroom, but he also scrubbed her personally. Ye Zhen leaned stiffly in his arms. Their skin was touching. She could still feel the heat of him against her back. She was afraid that he would treat her like that again.

"Yao Yao, what is that smell on you? So fragrant … "Mo Rongzhan held her breasts as if he was holding two bundles of soft jade, making him unable to let go. Delicate kisses fell on her pearly luster shoulders.

Ye Zhen shrunk her shoulders and tried to push away his two unruly hands. "Mo Rongzhan, you promised me."

Mo Rongzhan responded in a husky voice. He turned her around and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips. He also increased the strength of his hand on her chest.

"No …" Ye Zhen's whole body was weak, and the warm water made her even more dizzy.

Mo Rongzhan tightened his arms and hugged her even tighter. He kissed her even more deeply. After today, she would definitely distance herself from him again. It would be very difficult for him to be as close to her as he was today.

Ye Zhen was breathless from the kiss. She reached out and hooked his neck. Her fingers accidentally touched the wound on his shoulder. Finally, he let go of her.

"Yaoyao, can we bring you with us every day?" Mo Rongzhan said as he gasped for breath. His eyes were burning as he looked at her red and swollen lips.

"Mo Rongzhan!" Ye Zhen glared at him. Did he want to break his promise?

Mo Rongzhan laughed hoarsely and caressed her cheek. His voice was gentle and seductive. "Yaoyao, you are already my woman. You can only marry me in this life. Whoever wants to marry you, you can't agree. Do you understand?"

Ye Zhen lowered her head and didn't speak. She had already damaged her innocence. If she married someone else, it would naturally be unfair to her future husband. She could choose not to marry. As long as she found her father and brother, she would leave here immediately and go to a place where no one knew her and live the life she wanted again.

"Yaoyao …" Mo Rongzhan called her anxiously.

"Let me get up first. You … I can't talk to you properly." Ye Zhen whispered.

Mo Rongzhan laughed and bit her earlobe. "Do you hate me treating you like this?"

If she said she hated him, he would definitely not let her go. Ye Zhen was silent, but Mo Rongzhan thought she was shy and didn't dare to speak. He smiled happily in her ear. "I will make you my queen in a year. Yaoyao, don't refuse me again."

"Why did you save my father?" Ye Zhen looked up at him. Didn't he hate the Ye family? Why did he let people save her father and brother?

"Ye Yiqing helped me before. He is different from Ye Yisong." Mo Rongzhan said lightly, "Even if everything he did before was for his daughter."

Ye Zhen leaned gently on his chest. To be honest, when she learned that he let go of her father, she was not unexcited and grateful to him. However, these gratitude were not enough to make her forget the pain of her tragic death, let alone the loneliness of being left alone in Prince Qin's Mansion by him.

For the rest of her life, she did not want to live like that again.

"Can you … forgive me?" Mo Rongzhan asked her expectantly.

Ye Zhen was silent. She didn't know how to describe the sadness in her heart. When she was Ye Zhen, she loved him so much. For him, she ignored the opposition of her family, but he disdained her. Now that she was Lu Yaoyao, he was willing to tolerate her like this.

Should she be happy? But she was not happy. The more Mo Rongzhan wanted Lu Yaoyao, the more he wanted to make her his queen, the more she couldn't accept it.

When Ye Zhen, who loved him deeply, hid in the room every night and cried, did he know how much she missed him at that time?

Now, in Lu Yaoyao's body, there was Ye Zhen, who was lonely and had nowhere to talk to. She could no longer … love him.

"I remember." Ye Zhen said, not wanting to answer his question.

Mo Rongzhan was a little disappointed, but he believed that the future was long. Now that she knew the truth, she would accept him. Now was just an illusion.

He carried her out of the tub, dried her body, and dressed her.

"The wound on your back … Has the stitches been removed?" Only then did Ye Zhen realize that he had removed the white cloth. She turned to look at his wound. The hideous scar still showed how badly he was injured that day. Her heart sank a little.

Mo Rongzhan said with a smile, "Ah Chen said it's recovering well."

"My shoulder is bleeding." Ye Zhen whispered. She must have caught it just now.

"Just put some medicine on it later." Mo Rongzhan put on a robe and walked out with her in his arms.

Ye Zhen blushed and said, "Put me down, I can walk on my own."

Forde had cleaned up the outside at some point, and it was impossible to see what had happened just now.

Ye Zhen felt even more embarrassed, as if she had done something bad and been discovered.

"Sit down, I'll reapply the medicine for you." Ye Zhen pushed Mo Rongzhan.

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