Staying in the room of the man she hated, Lan Yue felt that the whole room was filled with the breath of a dog man. She vomited, and there was nothing to vomit in her stomach, and it was even more uncomfortable to retching. She couldn't sit there and wait for death, so she had to try to get out of here.

This guy seems to have personality flaws and is too moody. Lan Yue also thought about whether it was because of the stimulation he had given him today? She remembered that when she was studying, a classmate was a patient with severe paranoid paranoia, and it was unreasonable to become crazy.

If you can't stimulate him, can you just reason well? But it's hard to ask her to whisper to a very hated perpetrator. Lan Yue was very tired, but her whole body was dirty. She could only pull a soft cushion and sit on the ground and look at the man's blood stains. Does this dog emperor still have a tendency to abuse himself?

Before he could escape, the door opened. Han Mufeng came in and closed the door again. Lan Yue raised her eyes and met the charming face. He cursed in her heart that she was amazing. She looked so shameless! She had known that the dagger was deeper that time, she would end him. At most, she would have his life and be killed by his guards. No, she could not die with the dog emperor. This idea was rejected by her again.

Seeing Lan Yue sitting on the ground, Han Mufeng simply threw a mat and sat face to face with her. He got used to her cold face, and his cold face was also very beautiful and beautiful. He ignored the corner of his mouth, and his expression was much normal than before.

Lan Yue moved her position and tried to stay away from him as much as possible. Her whole body looked like a tight string, cold and stiff.

"Yue, I'm sorry, I'm impulsive. I've never liked people and don't know how to express it. But I just want to see you. I finally saw you. You said you got married and had children. I don't believe it! Why is this happening?" After a few words, Han Mufeng was about to get excited again. The first sentence was quite normal, and the next sentence could change its flavor.

The man turned a little fast and his schizophrenia was very serious. Lan Yue was stunned and was always alert to not letting him get close.

"Leave him and follow me. I have everything he can give you, and I have what he can't give you." Han Mufeng said as he leaned forward, and Lan Yue moved backward until he had no choice but to retreat.

"Where do you get the confidence? Don't say how you are mean to me and how much I hate you. Even without these, how could you think I can't let my husband and children go with you? Just because you are the emperor? My disgust and hatred for you are not obvious enough?" Lan Yue's eyes were full of disdain, and there was a thorn in her disdain.

Han Mufeng clenched his fists tightly, and the hand that was injured by the sword edge fell into his palm because he clenched his fingers. The frozen bloody hole began to bleed again. Lan Yue's words would hurt him so much.

When he was in pain, she felt relieved. Lan Yue's eyebrows and eyes flashed and hummed softly. This made her feel disgusting much less.

Han Mufeng also saw that it would make her feel so thorny that she would be in a bad mood, but she would be in a bad mood. "Do you want salt or knife now? I'll get it for you."

Is this a love affair with your life? No, it is a pursuit of your wife with your life.

Seeing that Lan Yue was silent, the stubborn emperor actually got up to get the dagger and salt powder, put both on the ground, and then sat back and waited for torture.

The bottle that contained salt was the one that Fang Qingxuan had brought back before.

It was boring to get up, and Lan Yue was too lazy to do anything. Since she couldn't do anything, she wanted to live on this acre of three-point land of his. She could hide for a day and quiet for a day, but now she had nowhere to hide and wanted to be quiet without being entangled. What should I do?

"Can you let me go? I'm just an ordinary person, what kind of beauty do you want? If you don't come to provoke me, I don't have the ability to seek revenge on you. Can we each do whatever we want?"

Lan Yue tried to calm her tone as much as possible. As she said that, she carefully looked at him, but her eyes were slightly stunned after being intertwined. Is this person staring at her at any time? Since she looked at her, she was embarrassed to move away immediately because she seemed too guilty. But after a pause, she suddenly lost the previous idea of ​​killing her face that looked very similar to her son.

A person's moody and flawed personality does not hinder his sensitivity. Han Mufeng grew up in the palace since he was a child and suffered a long time when he was a child, otherwise he would not have created such a personality. Observing words and expressions is the basic survival skill of the deep palace. Seeing Lan Yue's expression change, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the ice could be melted only in the time.

Han Mufeng suddenly understood that it would not work if he was forced, so he changed his strategy and slowly penetrated it. Drops of water could penetrate the stone.

"I may not force you, but if I want to see you, can I go and see you?"

Lan Yue told herself that hatred should be put aside first. Since she can't argue with him, she must endure it. Can he still fall in love with others without affection for a while? The emperor's love will not last long, and then she will get rid of this guy completely. She nodded.

"If you are unhappy, let me know, I will kill him and ask you to come!"

"He and I will be very good."

Lan Yue thought to herself, as long as you don’t meet the dog emperor, your life will be very beautiful.

Han Mufeng was also making plans. Whether her husband and children were true or not was sure to check whether they were true or not. It was important to let her put down her hatred for him first. How could the emperor not have to be someone?

The two of them were silent for a while. Lan Yue didn't want to stay too long. She wanted to stand up but found that her legs were numb. She had been exhausted and almost lost a little strength before, so she could only hold the chair next to her slowly. Han Mufeng just reached out to help her, but she had not yet met someone. Lan Yue avoided him like a snake or a scorpion, but she tilted her body to the chair and fell to the ground with the chair.

Han Mufeng didn't dare to reach out to touch her again. He finally said a few words calmly, but he couldn't destroy them. He went to open the door.

Zi Lin rushed in and helped Lanyue, Xiaobuzi and Li Li bandaged the emperor's wounds. The emperor ordered someone to take Lanyue to clean her clothes and ordered someone to arrange dinner.

The emperor has never asked about these small things. Today, he frightened Li Li and Xiao Buzi. Fortunately, his attitude should be normal. Otherwise, everyone in the Mo Yuan would have to take care of it!

The side dishes of Qingpang are exquisite and nourishing. Unfortunately, Lan Yue has no appetite when facing someone who always makes her sick. She hurriedly took two sips of porridge and left.

The Mo Yuan sent a carriage to send them back to Lichen Villa. As soon as they entered the villa, it was quite far from Yueyuan, Lan Yue heard her son's heart-wrenching cry.

It was very late, lights were lit everywhere in the yard, and as soon as the carriage got off, Lan Yue jogged all the way to Lanyuan. Time passed, and he used to not hug and coax his son on time and he would cry, but he had never seen such an outrageous thing.
Chapter completed!