"No! What should I do if you reply? Mom, just forgive my father. If you don't have him, you don't have my son now, right? Even if you have a son with someone else, will you have such an adventure like me? No, right? Besides, you know the situation of my father at that time. If you don't have you, you may not be poisoned to death."

"Even if he didn't kill someone on purpose, he would have killed someone by mistake. He was the same crime, do you understand?"

"But there are differences in sentencing. I heard that you stabbed my father, but fortunately you didn't die. Isn't that even more, what's wrong with my father? What's wrong with you? What's rare is that he's infatuated with you."

This is my biological child! If my son hadn't been so young, Lan Yue would have wanted to slap him with a palm, scolded the boy who was sucking inside and out, and turned around and left in a bad mood.

As a result, he hit a human wall.

When Lan Yue looked up, Han Mufeng had a pair of seductive eyebrows and eyes, and his thin lips were slightly raised to her.

I'm afraid this is not a fake emperor. I'm so idle that I run out of the city day by day. I'm so idle, so the empress dowager is in power.

As soon as he pushed away the wall blocking the road with both hands, Lan Yue walked out quickly, and this time he was so magical that he didn't vomit anymore.

There was a familiar fragrance in the wind. Han Mufeng was excited. He was originally looking at his son, but now he had no son in his eyes. He turned around to chase his son's mother.

Chenchen was so angry that he acted like a forehead-holding behind his back. Daddy won’t kiss me anymore, mom won’t love me anymore. I’m the one you picked me up!

When Lan Yue returned to Yueyuan, she put at least twenty pots of roses in the courtyard, including pink purple and bright red, and two-colored ones. There were more than a dozen flowers blooming in one pot! It was really amazing to see roses in the cold winter, and a gust of wind passed, and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard...

This is a kind of greenhouse. Will it be a relief when moved out in the cold wind?

Lan Yue walked over quickly to move them indoors, at least the charcoal was burned indoors, and these flowers were simply her treasures.

"Liuying, Zilin, please help move it inside."

Lan Yue picked up a basin and ran out and moved it again. As a result, Liuying Zilin was missing, only Han Mufeng, who followed him in, was full of smiles. She liked the flowers at this moment!

"Slow down, let me move."

The older man was like playing with one pot with one hand. Lan Yue struggled to move one pot. He accidentally stepped on half of the steps, and his legs were crooked and the people and flowers fell out!

With a clang, the flower pot broke all over the floor.

"oops!"

Han Mufeng, who was carrying two pots of flowers, threw the flowers away and rushed to the girl like a gust of wind to catch the person steadily.

"Yue'er, are you injured?"

One hand held her from behind and did not let her fall down. The other hand held her waist from the front. The girl fell sideways in his arms. Han Mufeng's face showed anxiety. It was not until Lan Yue struggled in his arms that she realized that the two of them were so ambiguous now.

"Let me go!"

Realizing that she was so close now, Han Mufeng's blood rushed up all over his body for no reason, his heart beat faster, and she was so fragrant in her arms, just like that day...

"Yue'er"

Han Mufeng noticed that she was about to have an attack. Yes, you can't be too hasty. Haven't you taken a big step now? In order not to make her feel disgusted with him, she slowly let go of her hands and let her stand still.

Lan Yue caressed the part in her heart, and she still felt a little disgusted, but she no longer had to vomit as strongly as usual. She came out of his arms and finally breathed in. Her face turned coldly and then went into the room.

But after taking half a step, my foot became soft after a sensation of pain and sprained my left ankle.

"Don't move." Han Mufeng picked her up and walked into the room without saying a word.

Lan Yue wanted to show off her strength, but he had already taken her to the recliner in the room. Han Mufeng squatted down and took off her shoes.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself." The feet hurt so much, Lan Yue gritted her teeth and refused to let herself shout.

"Don't be afraid, I'll rub it for you." Han Mufeng rubbed it very lightly and was well-organized.

Lan Yue's nervous nerves relaxed a little, but her eyes were staring at him. This guy is a martial arts practitioner. She has watched too much on TV. She can't say that she can just rub it for a few times...

Snap!

"Ah, it hurts!"

It's really true!

As soon as the foot hurts, Lan Yue stretches out her conditioned reflex. As a result, Han Mufeng doesn't squat firmly and holds her backwards so that she won't turn her backwards. But with the backhands, one and a half lying on the chair and the other leans over to face her, the two of them are warm again.

"Does it still hurt? I've put the bone in place just now. I'll get you medicine and it will be cured soon."

The two of them were so close that they all fell on each other's faces. If they didn't go to get the medicine, Han Mufeng might not be able to hold on.

While the dog emperor went to find medicine, Lan Yue called out the white medicine from her small space and bent down to apply it by herself. When her hand was touched, it was like burning! When Han Mufeng came back, he saw her applying medicine with a frown and a look of pain.

"Let me do it." Han Mufeng threw away the medicine he brought. Of course, if it is good, it is good.

It seems that it doesn’t hurt to apply medicine to others. Resistance is resistance, but you can’t get along with yourself and endure it.

"Are you okay? Go and move flowers quickly."

"Okay, don't move, I'll move right away."

Putting the medicine down, he carefully helped her put on shoes. Her feet looked so petite on his palms, which made him feel confused.

Han Mufeng took a deep breath and quickly moved the flowers into and out more than ten times to the flower hall. The shelves and the ground were filled with roses, which was completely filled with fragrance in the room.

Looking at these flowers, it seems that people are not so annoying to see them.

"Where is Liuying?"

"What do you want? Just tell me."

You just talk, why are you getting so close?

Lan Yue dodged back with a vigilant look on her face, and intuition told her that this person was in danger.

"I want to drink water."

"good."

Someone who was ordered happily went out to find the charcoal stove to pour hot water.

"Come on, be careful."

Han Mufeng was about to try the temperature, but when he saw Lan Yue's face sinking, he had to give up. He pulled a stool and sat in front of her and watched her drink.

"Yue'er, what's your medicine?"

"have no idea."

I really don't know.

“Where did you get it or buy it?”

"overseas."

I can only say that, Lan Yue doesn’t explain much, and there is no need to explain to him, and I believe it or not.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk much, Han Mufeng stopped asking. Seeing that her cup was empty, he took it over and put it aside. It was time to carry a thick quilt to put it on her.

"Can you tell me about your childhood?"

"cannot."

It was indeed the result.

"I had a bad time when I was a child. In the cold palace, it was common to be ridiculed and beaten and scolded..."

"I don't want to listen."

I wanted to know that her past was not good, and I wanted her to listen to his past, so I told myself that I couldn't be anxious, but he couldn't help but feel anxious and angry. He missed her anytime and anywhere, wanted to hug her and talk to her, saying that he would talk to her son... Han Mufeng couldn't help but reach out to hold her little hand, but she retreated back before she touched her.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, Yue'er... I didn't know your name before. When I knew you were Miss Yue, I didn't know if Yue's surname or name. When I finally knew that you were Lan Yue that day, I wanted to call you enough. But you don't like it. I can only shout when there is no one, and in my dream, Yue'er, I really like you..."

Lan Yue closed her eyes, looked to the other side, pretending to be asleep, but she fell asleep soon.
Chapter completed!