"Fourth Princess..."
Mo Wenhuan wanted to say something more, but as soon as Wu Jiaojiao heard the call, she ran over, jumped in front of him and shouted: "Third Prince, please!"
Wu Jiaojiao was about to grab someone.
As soon as Mo Wenhuan saw Wu Jiaojiao, his whole face twisted. He shook his sleeves in disgust and said, "Humph, I will go on my own."
Mo Wenhuan was disappointed with Chu Yingluo, and returned to the Three Princes' Mansion in a depressed mood. He glanced at Liu Xianxian's yard, and the shadow of being tortured by Liu Xianxian that night still remained in his heart. After thinking about it, he decided to change his way. Sneaked into Chu Yan's Haitang Garden.
He has been neglecting Chu Yan during this period, and it’s time to go see her...
At this time, Chu Yan was sitting boredly by the window, tearing apart rose flowers. A large beautiful bouquet was pulled out by her, leaving only the poor branches.
Chu Yan looked decadent and hopeless. At first, she was still thinking about being favored by Mo Wenhuan, but now, she has completely given up. She never expected that the third prince could not...
"well......"
Why was her life so miserable? She finally married into the third prince's palace, but it turned out that the third prince was unwilling to marry him. If she had known this, she would never have agreed to marry into the third prince's palace.
She held a petal in her hand and tore it into pieces in anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "Liu Xianxian, it must be that big fat pig who has ruined the Third Prince!"
You know, Mo Wenhuan gave birth to an heir apparent. This shows that Mo Wenhuan could be humane before, but now he can't. Wasn't he just ruined by Liu Xianxian?
"Damn it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Yan saw Mo Wenhuan walking towards her yard through the window with his hands behind his back. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she was about to lift up her skirt and go out to greet her, but then she thought about it, the third prince was no longer alive. What a shame for her. It seems that she will be a widow in the Third Prince's Mansion for the rest of her life. Why should she give him a good face?
Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes and was too lazy to talk to Mo Wenhuan.
When Mo Wenhuan walked in, he saw the plaintive look of his beautiful concubine, and he immediately felt happy. It seemed that he had come to Haitang Garden today.
He walked forward proudly and raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong, Yan'er? I haven't been here for a few days, so I don't think about food or tea?"
Mo Wenhuan swung his sleeves narcissistically, sat down next to Chu Yan, and reached out to hold her little hand.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yan pulled away her hand and moved to the side, as if he was a germ and she didn't want to have anything to do with him.
She replied coldly: "It's really hard for the third prince. He still remembers my concubine, huh."
This snort fell into Mo Wenhuan's ears, which was the concubine's complaint. He immediately smiled even more heartily. He placed a hand on her face, rubbed it twice, and said with curled lips: "Yan'er Do you blame me for neglecting you? Didn’t I come to see you today? "
With that said, Mo Wenhuan was about to kiss her on the face.
Just when he was about to kiss Fangze...
Chu Yan quickly stretched out her hand to cover his mouth and looked at him in astonishment: "What are you doing, Third Prince?"
I heard that inhumane men have some quirks. The worse they are, the more they will do perverted things to satisfy their self-esteem. Is the Third Prince trying to take advantage of her?
Chu Yan's eyes were full of resistance.
Mo Wenhuan's face suddenly darkened: "What are you doing? I want to be intimate with you but I can't do it anymore? Why do you refuse in every possible way?"
snort!
Mo Wenhuan snorted coldly and shook her away.
Chu Yan frowned, bit her lip and said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to be affectionate with you, but there are rumors in the outside world that, Your Majesty, you... don't do it!"
Hearing this, Mo Wenhuan slapped the table and stood up angrily: "Bold, you are my wife, do you even think that I am not worthy of my respect?"
Chu Yan was so unjust. She complained with tears in her eyes: "Why is Your Majesty so cruel to me? I have been married to the Third Prince's House for so long, and you have never favored me, Your Majesty. How do I know whether you will do it or not?"
Mo Wenhuan suddenly understood. Seeing Chu Yan crying into tears, he immediately beat his chest and felt regretful. He quickly lowered his body and said, "I have wrongly blamed you..."
"Hmph, the prince will bully me! If you can't do it yourself, you still come to scold me. When did you dare to do this to the eldest lady?"
Chu Yan turned around angrily, feeling angry and aggrieved.
Mo Wenhuan's eyes suddenly widened. Chu Yan actually dared to say that he couldn't do it. How could he hear such words? He immediately made a decision in his mind.
He stretched out his hand, picked up Chu Yan, who was still crying, and walked to the bed, "I will tell you now whether I can do it or not!"
Chu Yan was picked up by him and was immediately startled: "Your Majesty... you?"
Mo Wenhuan narrowed his eyes confidently and explained happily: "Those words from the outside world are all rumors. I have always been in good health. Today I will let you know how powerful I am. I can't even get out of bed."
After hearing these words, Chu Yan was immediately shocked and looked at him in disbelief. Her voice was so excited that her voice trembled, "Really...really? Your Majesty."
Mo Wenhuan put her on the bed, then stood up, took off his robe, and quietly curled his lips: "You'll know after you try it."
Chu Yan's little heart was beating fast, and she immediately looked at him expectantly.
However, when she thought of Liu Xianxian's domineering temperament, she couldn't help but feel worried. She bit her lip and asked softly: "Third Prince, are you not afraid of the eldest lady?"
Mo Wenhuan snorted coldly. The moment he decided to become a man again, he forgot about Liu Xianxian. He raised his chin and said coldly and arrogantly: "You're afraid, today the king will have to let himself alone. Who will do it?" Nothing can stop me from doting on you!"
Chu Yan was relieved now. She showed a bright smile, raised her hand and hooked Mo Wenhuan's neck and pulled him down, shouting sweetly: "Your Majesty..."
Mo Wenhuan's bones were numbed by the prince's shout. He couldn't hold it anymore and leaned forward to kiss...
Just when Chu Yan couldn't control herself and felt that she was finally going to be a woman again, Mo Wenhuan suddenly turned over and lay there motionless...
"Your Majesty?"
"Get up quickly and continue, my lord..."
Chu Yan pushed Mo Wenhuan, but no matter how she shouted, Mo Wenhuan remained unmoved, like a dead fish, his body was stiff and his eyes were staring at the sky.
Chu Yan noticed something was wrong and looked down. After seeing clearly, her eyes suddenly opened wide, as wide as bells...
