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Ye Zhen's lips hurt from his kiss, and her whole body softened. She pressed his big palm on her chest, tears in the corner of her eyes, and begged for mercy in a soft voice, "Ah Zhan, don't … This is a carriage."
Mo Rongzhan's breath was heavy, and his dark and deep eyes were still filled with anger. He raised his head gently and stared at her without speaking.
"What are you angry about? There are so many concubines in your harem who care about you. Do you still care about my care? " Ye Zhen dared not say anything to provoke him again, lest he really get angry and take her in the carriage. Anyway, it's not like she had never acted coquettishly in front of him.
"What do you think?" Mo Rongzhan asked in a hoarse voice. His fingertips pinched her dogwood tightly. If it wasn't for the last bit of rationality he had left, he might have already disregarded everything and wanted her. If she dared to say something that he didn't like to hear again, let's see if he would let her off.
Ye Zhen's cheeks blushed. She hugged his neck and took the initiative to rub a few times in his arms, resisting the urge to throw his hand away. "So what if you care about it now? You will definitely disdain it in the future. "
Mo Rongzhan felt that he would fall in the hands of this little girl for the rest of his life. No matter how angry he was in his heart, as long as she said a few words in a soft voice, he would feel comfortable and transparent all over. How could he bear to be angry with her? He helplessly tidied up her clothes, even if a certain part of his body was swollen and painful. He kissed her cheek. "In your mind, am I really the kind of person who likes the new and dislikes the old?"
It had nothing to do with liking the new and disliking the old. It was related to her identity. If he knew that she was Ye Zhen, would he still like her so much?
Certainly not.
"Since I had you, I have never favored other women in the harem. Yet you still say these words to me." Mo Rongzhan rubbed her hard a few times. "Sometimes I really want to strangle you so that I don't think about you every day."
Ye Zhen pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes, refusing to cry again. How could she not be moved? On the one hand, she was moved that he liked Lu Yaoyao so much, on the other hand, she hated him for treating Ye Zhen like that. She felt that her heart was torn into two pieces. It was too uncomfortable … too uncomfortable.
Once she made Lu Lingzhi lose everything, she would definitely leave and stay away from Mo Rongzhan. Only then could she truly be free.
Lu Lingzhi wanted to use Ye Yaoyao to regain Mo Rongzhan's trust, right? Ye Zhen grasped Mo Rongzhan's lapel tightly. She would never let Lu Lingzhi succeed. If he wanted to use Ye Yaoyao as a chess piece, then she would not let Ye Yaoyao become a chess piece.
"Can you bear to strangle me to death?" Ye Zhen opened her pair of watery eyes, her long eyelashes still glistening with a layer of water, making Mo Rongzhan's heart melt into water.
Mo Rongzhan kissed her pink lips and said hoarsely, "I want to rub you into my body so that you can never leave me."
The corner of Ye Zhen's mouth curled up with a smug smile, and she rubbed against his arms a few more times. "Then … Who do you think is more beautiful, me or Ye Yaoyao?"
This little vinegar bucket! Mo Rongzhan laughed and pinched the tip of her nose. "Who in this world can be more beautiful than you?"
"If you like a person, you will naturally think she is the most beautiful. If you like Ye Yaoyao, she must be more beautiful than me." Ye Zhen pouted and said, "You can't let her enter the palace in the future. You can't see her, you can't like her …"
"You haven't become my empress yet, and you're already so overbearing?" Mo Rongzhan enjoyed her rare arrogance, his eyes overflowing with love that even he did not notice.
Ye Zhen glared at him fiercely. "Then do you agree or not?"
"If you want me to agree, there must be benefits." Mo Rongzhan's thin lips were close to her ear, his voice hoarse.
"You really like Ye Yaoyao. In your heart, you believe that she is your savior. You also think that she is a beautiful fairy. In the future, you will definitely summon her to the palace as a concubine." Ye Zhen cried aggrievedly, struggling to leave Mo Rongzhan's arms. "You really like Ye Yaoyao.
Mo Rongzhan hugged her tightly and said helplessly, "There is no girl in this world who is more arrogant than you. When did I say I liked her?"
"You can't like her in the future either." Ye Zhen hugged his neck and pressed her cheek against his neck.
"Hmm." She alone made his heart uneasy. How could he have the leisure to like other women?
Ye Zhen smiled. "A monarch does not joke."
Mo Rongzhan couldn't help laughing, held her face and kissed her.
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… …
After these days of getting along with him day and night, Ye Zhen knew better that Mo Rongzhan was a person who could be persuaded but not cowed, especially when she said something wrong and made him unhappy. As long as she said a few good words to coax him, or took the initiative to kiss him, he would quickly calm down. Sometimes when he was too angry, he would not talk to her for a long time, nor would he tease her again.
Knowing how to get along with him, Ye Zhen was a little confused. In the face of Mo Rongzhan's doting, her heart was conflicted. Which woman did not like to be coaxed like this? But in fact, she was very clear that there was a gap between them that could not be crossed.
Between them, there was a dead Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen no longer wanted to try to let Mo Rongzhan accept her former self. Anyway, he already had a preconceived idea. Unless everything came to light, he would never believe what she said.
But she couldn't say it now … she couldn't afford to gamble.
Only when Lu Lingzhi really became nothing would she tell Mo Rongzhan all the truth. At that time, whether he believed it or not, it had nothing to do with her.
Ye Zhen's good mood did not last long. On their way back to the capital, they received news that Lu Lingzhi had returned, and the poison in his body had not relapsed. No one knew where he went to detoxify the poison. In short, he was no longer suffering from the seven-day pain.
"Lu Lingzhi is really capable." When Mo Rongzhan heard the news, his handsome face flashed a meaningful smile.
"Who on earth did he find to detoxify him?" Ye Zhen asked blankly. This news was definitely the worst news for her.
Mo Rongzhan looked down at her. "Are you unhappy? It seems that you don't like him very much, your eldest cousin. "
Ye Zhen didn't want her emotions to look so obvious, but she couldn't pretend to be happy now. She grabbed Mo Rongzhan's hand and scratched it. "I just don't like him."
"If you don't like him, then don't like him." Mo Rongzhan said with a smile. "However, it's not easy for him to find a way to detoxify the poison unknowingly."
Lu Lingzhi was not a simple person. She knew this better than anyone else. Moreover, she had experienced the schemes he had used.
She paid for it with her life.
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