MTL - On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!-Chapter 47 047: Nangong Mo, you are sick
Chapter 47 047: Nangong Mo, you are sick
Yun Ran suffocated for breath, and even her body and mind trembled slightly.
Maybe it was because of his words, maybe it was because of the electricity and current caused by his thin lips accidentally brushing against her ears, Yun Ran took a moment to recover her voice.
"How do you know it was me?"
The man smiled lowly in her ear, "Because, Lord, I remember the fragrance on your body."
Yunran: "..."
Careless!
It stands to reason that he is in a medicated bath, and the air is filled with a strong herbal fragrance, which will naturally cover up her aura.
did not expect…
【Is this guy a dog? 】
"Then when did you see through it?"
"When you came in, I already knew it was you."
Yunran: "..."
Emotions She played the role of the little palace maid there for a long time, but she only deceived herself? !
Yunran was a little annoyed, and punched him in the chest.
"Nangong Mo! You are too much!"
This time, Yunran didn't use much effort.
The man rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, and laughed in a low voice, "You are the one who wants to call yourself a little maid, and I am cooperating with you."
For a while, Yun Ran was speechless.
"Then I still have to thank you?"
"Hmm. Let me agree with you in person?"
"???"
Yun Ran suspected that she had heard it wrong, "You, what did you say?"
"Don't you want to thank the Lord? Why don't you make a promise with your body?"
Yunran: "..."
She was wrong! She underestimated how rascal he was!
Yunran silently glanced at the Ye Mingzhu above her head, and reached out to push him, but she didn't.
"Nangong Mo, let go of your claws!"
"Not loose."
Yunran: "..."
【You are a prince! Not a rascal, okay? 】
Unable to push him, Yun Ran went to break his hand, but the more she broke it, the tighter the man surrounded her.
Yunran suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth.
As a result, the man said in a low voice:
"Lin Wanyue, be good and don't move around."
"???"
It was he who was playing a rogue and hugged her and refused to let go, so she was still wrong?
Yunran was a little messed up in the wind, and he laughed angrily.
"Nangong Mo, did you aspire to be a rascal since childhood?"
"Ok."
Unexpectedly, Nangong Mo hummed in a low voice, Yun Ran was a little stunned, looked sideways at the man with his chin resting on her shoulder, and couldn't help frowning.
Nangong Mohe, something seems wrong?
Yun Ran reached out to his chest again, and gently pushed, "Nangong Mo, do you feel uncomfortable?"
The temperature coming from the palm of the hand is scalding, hot, scorching, and hot, which is obviously abnormal.
At the same time, the man let out a low 'hmm' again.
Could it be that you have a fever?
Yun Ran pushed him away a little bit, and reached out to touch his forehead.
The tentacles were really hot.
The palm moved down and slid across his cheek, which was also terribly hot.
"Nangong Mo, you are sick."
This time, the man replied two words in a hoarse voice:
"No."
Yun Ran didn't believe it, he looked obviously abnormal at the moment, his forehead, chest and cheeks were terribly hot.
Could it be that he was infected with a cold?
Or, is it related to this medicated bath?
While thinking, Yunran's fingers touched his veins.
The pulse condition is rapid and chaotic, the qi and blood are surging, and the internal force is rampant.
...
It's not sickness, but emotion? !
Could it be that someone gave him that, that drug? !
But it shouldn't be! They all had their meals at the Empress Dowager's place...
Could it be that a certain little maid in the Empress Dowager's Palace has taken a fancy to him? ?
Who would be so bold?
Or, she was diagnosed wrong?
Yunran's mind was in a mess, and the man who had been lying on her shoulder suddenly raised his head to look at her, and called out in a low voice:
"Lin Wanyue."
At this moment, the four eyes met, and Yun Ran saw that his face was flushed, which was an abnormal flush at all.
There are also his eyes, which are as black as ink, like a bottomless pool of thousands of years, taking people's hearts and souls.
Yunran's heart trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth, "Nangong Mo? You..."
However, before Yunran could finish speaking, Nangong Mo suddenly reached out to hold her face in his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her soft, soft, delicate, and gorgeous lips like cherry blossoms.
Yun Ran only felt that there was a "boom" in his head, and a thunderbolt exploded. In an instant, a white light appeared, and his mind was blank. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the handsome face of the man who was close at hand, unable to think at all.
(end of this chapter)
