Not long after dinner, Mo Xiuyao's face gradually became ugly. Ye Li quickly invited Chen Yang to come over. Chen Yang was silent for a long time and only gave one word: endure! The sequelae of using phoenix tail grass occurs, and there is no cure to cure it, so he can only resist it by himself.

"Ali, go to the side palace to rest." Looking at Ye Li's stiff-looking face, Mo Xiuyao whispered. It was not good to have a good look when it was attacked. He didn't want to be too embarrassed in front of her, nor did he want to scare her. Ye Li sat next to him calmly and said firmly: "I'll stay with you, don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid... Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but want to laugh, but he seemed to want to cry even more. For eight or nine years, he wandered around the gate of hell countless times, and he was so painful that he could hardly find a reason to survive. No one ever asked him if he was afraid? The Prince of Ding was only a person, not to mention that when he was just injured, he was just an 18-year-old boy. Of course, he was also afraid that he would never wake up again, and that the King of Ding's mansion would be obscured from now on, afraid that the brother's revenge, his own revenge, and the revenge of tens of thousands of Mo family soldiers would never be avenged. But he could not show his fear in front of anyone, he could only endure it. But now, his Ali and his wife sat beside him and told him not to be afraid...

"Okay, don't be afraid." Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly, holding Ye Li's hand.

Ye Li was almost unwilling to recall how this day and night passed. At the beginning, the pain on Mo Xiuyao could bear it. She sat aside and spoke with him to distract herself. But after midnight, the pain suddenly became worse. Even a person as tough as Mo Xiuyao was shaking all over his body and couldn't say a complete sentence. Any pain-relieving medicine or pointing acupuncture point locking the acupuncture point was completely ineffective. Ye Li could only watch him tear the brocade quilt on the bed in pain and pull off the brocade tent on the bed.

The painful and fragile appearance of the calm and elegant man on weekdays made Ye Li finally unable to help crying. She never hated her powerlessness so much. She swore to accompany him through such pain, but in fact, she could do nothing except watch him not let him seriously hurt herself.

In just one night, Ye Li finally realized what it means to live like years. When Mo Xiuyao fainted due to too long pain, she could only carefully let him lean against him and even dare not touch him. She just hoped that he would have a short rest time before the next wave of pain hit.

Sure enough, less than half an hour later, Mo Xiuyao woke up here, and what followed was a more severe pain than the previous one. Such repeated coma and pain woke up and then coma continued until almost noon the next morning.

Manager Mo and Shen Yang pushed open the door after noon and saw the mess of the room. The princess sat on the ground beside the bed, leaning on the bed with her back and sleeping with exhaustion. In front of the princess, the prince rested her head on the princess' lap and slept a little uneasy, but she could tell she was already asleep. The scars on her body and hands had been treated. Looking at this scene, the two men, who were nearly a hundred years old together, couldn't help but sigh sadly. Chen Yang waved his hand and exited the room with Manager Mo.

After just experiencing a full moon night, Mo Xiuyao lay on the bed again. This made Ye Li, who was already worried about Mo Xiuyao's body, feel even heavier in his heart.

"Ali, what are you thinking?" Mo Xiuyao lay on the bed and looked at Ye Li, who was silently ecstatic while holding the book.

Ye Li raised her head and looked at him, frowned and said, "Did your body travel far and wide to the North Army?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Only one night a month is always much better than before. If it were like that last year, it would be really not possible. Now my body is no different from ordinary people."

Ye Li shook her head. This time she was with Mo Xiuyao all the time. The process really shocked her. Such heart-wrenching pain was probably something that someone like her who had received professional torture training could not bear, let alone Mo Xiuyao was in poor health. What's more terrible about this kind of pain once a month, but such psychological shadows are enough to drive people crazy. Looking at Ye Li's worried and distressed appearance, Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and reached out to pull Ye Li to him and laughed in a low voice: "I used to think I would never get up in my life. But now you see, isn't it okay? Even if it hurts once a month, so what if it hurts once a month? I think it's worth it. Ali, I hope your husband is perfect, as long as this is how I deserve my Ali..." The slender fingers touched Ye Li's graceful lips, and Mo Xiuyao murmured.

Ye Li turned her head and refused to let herself look at the scars on his hands that had not yet healed. She endured the tears in her eyes and said, "Even if your legs can never be healed, I will not dislike you." Compared to those so-called young talents with healthy limbs, Ye Li could confidently say that Mo Xiuyao is much better than any of them. She never thought that Mo Xiuyao must be worthy of her.

"I know, but I hope Ali has the best." Mo Xiuyao laughed softly.

Ye Li was stunned for a moment, but still couldn't help but wet her eyes, "What if you are spoiled?"

Mo Xiuyao trapped her in his arms, "As long as A Li wants, as long as Xiuyao has, you can give it to you, and even if you don't grab it, you will be snatched it to you."

The marriage storm was forgotten by the imperial palace, Ding King's Mansion and the Beirong Embassy, ​​and the capital was still as prosperous and busy as before. It was just that the name of a shrewd wife of Ding Princess. Although the ladies always talked about it with a little contempt and ridicule, who could deny that more of it was actually envy and jealousy. Ye Li turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window, and just took care of the affairs of Ding King's Mansion as usual every day. When she had time, she secretly went out of the city to see the people in training. In a blink of an eye, it was already the day for the princess to set off.

The day before departure, the couple who were about to part had no time to spend alone. The secret study room of the Ding King's Mansion was very rare. When Mo Xiuyao stepped into the study with Ye Li, everyone was slightly stunned and then quickly got up to greet him. Mo Xiuyao waved his hand and said, "There are no more complicated tape. A Li, you know most of these people, and you can see the remaining few, too." Ye Li sat calmly beside Mo Xiuyao and nodded with a smile. Looking around, the people present were like General Manager Mo, Feng San, Leng Haoyu and others, but there were a few who were a little jealous. He looked at Mo Xiuyao in confusion. Mo Xiuyao said with a faint smile: "This is General Zhang Qilan, who is in charge of the Mo family army.
Chapter completed!