Her voice was gone, and the footsteps were gone. He was the only one left in the festive but empty room.

Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Song Mo raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

She asked him what he would rather harm himself than lie to her and what he was trying to do?

He had been in the bridal chamber without being suspected by her. He had thought that she would feel sorry for him because he was injured. He thought that she was willing to tell him the truth.

But she didn't.

She said that his deception was to retaliate against her, she said that she had no heart, she said that he loved her, he was a fool, she made up another seamless nonsense to him, and finally played with his guards in front of him.

Even if she thinks he is deliberately deceiving, can't she see his wounds? She knows that there are thousands of ways to deal with her words, so why should she choose the stupidest one? Even if she doesn't love her at all, why would she be so cruel and not feel sorry for him? Why did she smile and play with others in front of him?

She was right, he was just a fool.

She was so stupid that she hoped that what happened tonight hadn't happened. She still knew nothing and was willing to act coquettishly with him.

However, the matter has been revealed and I can never go back, even the original intimacy is fake.

Unless, he sent the few remaining self-esteem he had left to her and was ridiculed by her, unless she took the initiative to come back to him.

He couldn't do the former, and he was afraid of being ridiculed by her. He knew that even if she came, it would be fake.

The wedding candle, his wedding candle alone.

The fingertips flicked, and the joy candle suddenly disappeared.

He was more used to the darkness of him alone.

It's already midnight.

Tang Huan followed the black-clothed guard and slowly walked towards the woodshed. The size of the palace is, the distance between the prince's bedroom and the woodshed. The black-clothed guard began to walk fast, but Tang Huan couldn't keep up, so why didn't he follow. What should he do if he walked so fast? The night wind was cold now, so how comfortable it was to blow on his body.

At the end of June, the moon was gone in the night sky, only stars were everywhere.

When he was a child, the master told her that she would pick up any man as many stars in the sky. She sat in her master's arms, counting one by one, and counting enough. She pointed to the most conspicuous bright moon and asked if she had ever picked it. The master said no, and said that she was the moon and men were all stars, so the stars were called to surround the moon.

Now that the master is gone and the moon is gone, what is she?

After entering the woodshed, it was pitch black inside. Before he could stand firm, he heard the buzzing of mosquitoes. Tang Huan wanted to ask the guards if he could send some mosquito repellent incense. In a flash, she thought she was still the woman who was held in the palm of the man?

No, now she is her, and she no longer has to pretend to be a good woman, nor has she ever pretended to like him, she can finally be herself.

It’s not that she was stupid enough to be angry with him, but why did she still pretend? It’s useless to pretend. He remembers everything, but he refuses to ask her. If she doesn’t want it, then don’t want it. Anyway, she tells him the truth now. If he still firmly doesn’t believe it, if he is not afraid of death, he will die together in half a month.

She would not beg him for any other enjoyment. After the master died, she lived alone before he met him. What is this hardship? The children of the world are not careful about the details and even have to care about a few mosquitoes. She simply found a rich man to marry him as a happy wife!

Lying on the hay, Tang Huan covered her face with her sleeves and started to sleep.

The mosquitoes flew around and entangled, and the sound was buzzing in their ears, which made people unable to sleep well. They grabbed the hay in a daze and covered it with them, and finally fell asleep.

When Tang Huan woke up the next day, he felt itchy all over his body. When he scratched his hand, he found that there were a lot of mosquito bags on his arms, neck and legs. He scratched him and relieved the itch with pain. He wanted to scream comfortably.

Her stomach is rumbled, but she is a prisoner now. Does the prisoner have breakfast?

She looked at the spider web in the corner.

This is the love of a man. When you are good to you, you can't help but feel it to your heart. When you are bad to you, you can abandon you like a piece of grass.

She knew that she was responsible for it. She lied to him and could she expect him to be so stupid that she still loved her?

He had never loved her. He loved the fake woman she pretended to be nice to him, not the naughty, lustful and slutty female liar.

So what?

She had no regrets at all, did not lie to him, and was a kind little nun who was a regular and kind, and she might have died in her first dream.

She was not sad at all. She had never thought about falling in love with anyone, falling in dreams, and would not fall in love with a fake man who was afraid of giving her another sword when he woke up. No matter how good he was in the dream, she was not moved, what did he have to do with her now?

Before she fell into her dream, she was a Cai. She would still be a Cai. When she woke up or died of a dream, she would still be a Cai. When she was in trouble, no one would want to make her become another person.

And the feelings of men are the ones that Caihua thieves most disdained.

She just regretted that she could not beat him and had to spend the last time in this woodshed.

She just regretted that she tried her best to survive eight dreams and lost in the last game.

She just felt... she was so itchy and hungry.

He knew Song Mo's injuries in his heart. He had used his energy to heal his wounds for one night, and the remaining poison had been removed. Only the abdominal knife wound affected his movements, but it was not a big deal... At the beginning, he just wanted to scare her.

I didn't expect she was so smart.

There is a four-day wedding leave for a big wedding, so there is no need to go to court. Besides, he just doesn’t go to court. Who can tell me what?

After breakfast, I leaned against the couch and didn't want to move, so I ordered the guard to bring the book over. I turned over a page but couldn't read a word.

Now, what is she doing?

"You go and change Chu Ping over, don't disturb her."

"yes."

A quarter of an hour later, the black-clad guard Chu Ping knelt behind the screen last night, "What are your instructions?"

Song Mo turned a page of the book, and his voice was casual and unable to hear his emotions: "Did she make a fool of herself last night?"

"Go back to Your Highness, Wang... Miss Shen has nothing to say all the way, and she rested after entering the woodshed."

Song Mo closed the book and closed his eyes to rest: "I married her yesterday, and she was Princess Duan, not Miss Shen."

"I am disrespectful to the princess, so I ask your highness to punish you."

Song Mo unintentionally pursued his disrespect. After a while, he asked, "She is in the woodshed, and there is no movement at all?" She was so coquettish that she felt that his bones were so hard that she felt that she was lying on him. She could stand it and fall asleep in the woodshed? Also, don't she like to play the role of the play? The long night is long, why didn't she play the role of this good-looking guard?

"When you go back to Your Highness, the princess did not blame her or asked for anything. However, there were many mosquitoes in the woodshed. The princess was unhappy at first, and scolded her, and then fell asleep. In the morning, when my subordinates brought breakfast in, the princess reached out to pick her up. She accidentally found that there were some red and swollen places on the back of her princess's hand." Chu Ping said carefully. He thought that his prince had disliked the princess, but his princess was obviously still thinking about it, so he knew what to say.

mosquito?

Song Mo frowned, he didn't expect this.

"What did she eat for breakfast?"

Chu Ping lowered his head nervously: "Go back to Your Highness, as your highness, I will prepare rice porridge and steamed buns for the princess, and the princess has used them."

"I understand, go back."

"…Your Highness, the princess's lunch…?"

Song Mo said calmly: "It's the same as breakfast." Suddenly, she changed it to delicacies, and she must be proud again.

"Yes, my subordinates took their leave." Chu Ping quietly left.

So Tang Huan ate the porridge and steamed buns for lunch, but the dinner was still porridge and steamed buns, but it was better than nothing, and she was quite satisfied.

The door of the wood door was closed again, and Tang Huan was bored inside, and he was stalking in front of the door and talking to the black-clad guard guard guarding outside: "Hey, have you been guarding outside from last night to now? Don't you have to sleep? Your prince is really, why don't you change someone to come and serve you? Alas, it doesn't matter if you are tired or not, but you are good-looking but don't like to take care of others. It's better to change it to be ugly but will be kind to you, and at least you can talk to me to relieve your boredom."

Chu Ping stood on the side of the door ten steps away, and sweat was seen on his forehead.

This princess is really... She said this this morning this afternoon. Why did she suddenly come after he reported that, after he reported it like that, and suddenly... this happened? Will your highness think that he deliberately concealed the truth? Thinking of his companions who were suddenly sent to the Northwest Camp to train a while ago, Chu Ping seemed to understand the relief look when his companions left.

Six years ago, when His Highness sent someone to monitor Miss Shen, their guards were happy for His Highness, thinking that His Highness finally had a woman he liked. Although he was a little girl who had not yet grown up, the girl had handsome eyebrows and eyes. At such a young age, she could foresee her beauty in the future. His Highness would naturally be moved. But who would have thought that in the past six years, there would be no movement, and this month, the seemingly dignified Miss Shen changed?

Become too tormenting...

Not only torture them, but also torture Your Highness, but His Highness endured it, so he naturally had to endure it too.

"Why don't you speak? Don't pretend to be mute. You spoke last night and your voice sounded pretty good. By the way, how old are you? Have you ever met women before? Have they said that your phone was pretty good at that time?" Tang Huan swayed around the door while teasing him.

Chu Ping only heard the princess ask if he had touched a woman, and his face turned red, and then suddenly there were tiny grains of sand hitting him, and then he couldn't hear any sound. He knew that it was His Highness's method, so he didn't move, as if nothing had happened, but he was extremely grateful to His Highness in his heart. Without listening to the princess' absurd words, he also felt relieved.

As the sun sets, a small wood-room is shrouded in the golden afterglow. In the wood-room door, a girl in a red dress is talking intermittently, and sometimes makes a few obscene laughs. On the roof of the wood-room, there is a slender man in black robe standing with his hands behind his back, and his handsome face with a sunny face is uncertain.

As night fell, the woman inside said she was tired and lay down on the hay to continue sleeping.

When she fell asleep, Song Mo quietly landed in front of the door, gently pushed it away, walked in, leaned over and clicked the woman's sleepy vagina, and then carried the person into his arms. So cute and small, he paused, turned around and went out, and before leaving, he did not forget to remove the deaf acupoints for his guards.

The author has something to say: I will still strive for 5 points in the second update~

Song Zhongnu wags his tail: I just like her, I just like her, I just like her, I just like her, I just like her, I'm happy to hug her secretly if I can't openly!

This issue's God's Assistance: Mosquito! English name: mosquito (Come on, the beauty teaches you how to learn English)

Next, please take a look at our Master Song’s various acupoint-punching skills. The model invites the most scumbag heroine: Huanhuan Beauty!

Thank you for your thunder, Momo~

Zhuhong threw a mine

Passerby threw a mine

The yellow moon throws a mine

You've thrown a mine
Chapter completed!