A moment of pain hit his heart, and all the muscles in Mo Jiecheng's body suddenly tightened.
But when he saw Ji Wanrong's furry head from the corner of his eye, all the strength in his body was relieved in an instant, and his tense muscles also tried to relax.
He gritted his teeth and even trembled slightly.
Mo Jiecheng slowly raised his other uninjured hand, pressed it against the back of Ji Wanrong's head, and pressed her head on his chest.
Feeling Ji Wanrong sucking his blood, Mo Jiecheng felt pain. His face turned pale in pain, but his heart was filled with peaceful joy.
"Fool, if you want to bite next time, you must tell me in advance, otherwise I am afraid that the tight muscles all over my body will break your big teeth."
When Ji Wanrong heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he felt a chill in his heart.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and left Mo Jiecheng's chest.
The meat on Mo Jiecheng's chest was fishy and hard, as if he was chewing on a piece of old bacon, and the dirtiest thing in the human body is blood.
He forced her to lie on Mo Jiecheng's chest and suck. Not only did it look strange, it was even weirder in retrospect.
Mo Jiecheng looked at Ji Wanrong's disgusted and disgusted expression. He didn't force her to drink anymore. Instead, he lowered his eyes and hid the look in his eyes.
He slowly stretched out his hands, clasped Ji Wanrong's slender waist with both hands, and guided her to lie down on the bed.
Ji Wanrong frowned. He was very uncomfortable at first, and his stiff body was always tense in case Mo Jiecheng wanted to do anything else.
But Mo Jiecheng just held her tightly with both hands and did nothing.
After a while, Ji Wanrong heard slow and heavy breathing next to his ears.
She tried her best to turn over, but found that she could not break free from the shackles of Mo Mojiecheng.
I don't know how long it took, but she also slowed down her breathing and fell into a deep sleep.
In Ji Wanrong's dream, she kept dreaming of Mo Jiecheng's face. In the dream, Mo Jiecheng pulled her body forcefully and refused to allow her to reconcile.
"I will never let you go."
"Ji Wanrong, you can't escape from this king's Wuzhishan no matter what."
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Ji Wanrong was frightened awake by Mo Jiecheng's words.
When she opened her eyes suddenly, what she saw was the morning light filling the room.
They actually slept until the next morning.
Ji Wanrong suddenly felt something cold on her chest again. She looked down and found that the buttons on her chest had been unbuttoned.
Mo Jiecheng's hand slipped through the lapel of his clothes and reached his arm, stroking the scar on his left arm.
Slowly.
The hair on Ji Wanrong's body stood up in an instant.
She sat up suddenly, pulled at the wound on her abdomen again, and took a small breath.
Mo Jiecheng was also awakened by Ji Wanrong's sudden movement.
He slowly stood up and looked at Ji Wanrong.
Mo Jiecheng's gentle movement caused the wound on his body to burst open again. He wanted to reach out to hold Ji Wanrong's hand, but Ji Wanrong threw it away.
"What?" Mo Jiecheng asked, his voice still a bit lazy since he got up early.
"Mo Jiecheng, did you do this on purpose? I said we were going to make peace. What do you want to do now?"
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, he twitched the corner of his mouth. His uninjured hand touched one of Ji Wanrong's cheeks, and then rubbed it gently.
"Rong'er, it's impossible for us to reconcile, as long as I don't agree, no matter it's Jing Zhaoyin or the father and mother. Rong'er, let's live a good life and have a child, okay?"
His tone was very determined, as if he had already anticipated the outcome.
Ji Wanrong gritted his teeth and looked at him.
But not just Jing Zhaoyin, not just the emperor and the queen, the eldest princess also owed her a promise, a promise that had to be fulfilled.
Even Mo Jiecheng still owed her a promise.
"Do you still remember when we made a bet in the palace and I won the bet? Do you still owe me a promise?"
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, his dark eyes suddenly became bottomless. He closed his eyes slightly: "I don't remember."
"Come on, now that you are up, I will change your clothes, wash your hands, and feed you medicine and blood. I will do these things for you after you are unconscious."
"You're not going to the military camp?" Ji Wanrong retracted his hand and hid it behind his back.
Mo Jiecheng smiled again: "You are still ill, how about I stay with you and sleep with you?"
His voice was very gentle. Ji Wanrong had never heard such a gentle voice before.
He ignored all her opinions and even what happened that night. He didn't even apologize. He just wanted to whitewash it and pretend that nothing happened.
But that night, he chose Ji Yunyao without hesitation. How could she forget?
Does Mo Jiecheng want to have the best of both worlds in the future and let the two sisters serve one husband together?
Ji Wanrong twitched his lips sarcastically.
Mo Jiecheng selectively ignored the sarcastic smile on her face, and slowly got off the bed, intending to go out and ask Jian Qing to bring some water for washing.
Ji Wanrong took the opportunity to tidy up his messy clothes.
Before Mo Jiecheng came in, he heard rapid footsteps coming from outside the house again. The sound sounded like the footsteps of a heavy boat.
Ji Wanrong immediately pricked up his ears.
"Master, you haven't been to the military camp for a few days. An accident happened in the military camp today. A battalion of soldiers went into the mountain for training, but when they came back, they found that two were missing. They couldn't be found no matter what..."
Chongzhou's voice was vague, followed by a period of silence.
After Ji Wanrong waited for a while, he saw Mo Jiecheng coming back in a hurry.
"Rong'er, wait for me in the room. I'll be back as soon as I go." After he finished speaking, he touched Ji Wanrong's chicken coop head with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Ji Wanrong twitched the corner of his mouth towards him.
As soon as Mo Jiecheng left, Ji Wanrong immediately summoned the blood-tonifying pills from the space and swallowed them in one breath.
She injected another 200 milliliters of blood into herself, and hurriedly asked Jian Qing to bring her some water to wash her.
In the future, Mo Jiecheng would always keep a close eye on her as he did last night. She must take advantage of this opportunity to go out of the house to talk to the eldest princess about the matter of reconciliation.
With the Virgin Princess by her side, it was impossible for the eldest princess not to agree to her request.
