The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

Just as he reached the stairs and was about to go downstairs, Mu Jingchen bumped into her right as he was about to go upstairs.

In her mind, she suddenly remembered the unreasonable trouble last night, and the slap that hurt him when she was excited.

The left side of his face was still a little red.

She opened her lips, wanting to apologize to him.

But when the words came to his lips, because of his face, he couldn't say anything.

In the end, he was the one who spoke first.

He didn't pursue what happened last night, but looked at her thin body, skillfully took off his coat and put it on her, with a slightly reproachful tone.

"Why are you wearing so little?"

His baggy coat fell over her.

The coat that smelled of him made her feel warm.

Not just the body.

This time, she did not refuse, but gathered her coat tightly with her hands, and mustered up the courage to look up at him.

"I'm sorry, last night I..."

"Hungry, I'll take you to eat something."

He interrupted her, and before she could react, he held her palm and led her downstairs.

She silently followed behind him, looking at the slender and firm back, pursing her lips tightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

...

In the ward.

When she was led in by him, she saw a table of exquisite food on the table in front of her, everything she liked.

Mu Jingchen brought her to the table, asked her to sit down, and said, "Eat more, you've lost weight these two days."

As he said this, he put vegetables in her bowl.

After he reminded her, she was indeed aware of hunger.

I stayed at the door of the operating room for more than ten hours without eating, and I didn't feel hungry at that time.

Now facing such a large table of delicious food, my stomach began to growl silently.

"Ok!"

So, she was not polite, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate the food he put into the bowl.

Mu Jingchen watched her eating, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

He knew that she had been worrying about her mother these days and hadn't had a stable meal.

Now, her mother has finally found it, the big rock in her heart has fallen, and she finally has a big appetite.

Huangfu Liyue realized that he was staring at her, suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at him very seriously.

"How are your injuries?"

As she said this, she looked him up and down.

He was wearing long trousers and a long shirt, clean and tidy, and there was no visible injury on his body.

Mu Jingchen looked at her, and casually replied two words.

"No problem."

She knows him.

Even if he was injured, he would not admit it.

So, she simply got up and walked in front of him, trying to lift his cuffs to check.

"let me see."

Mu Jingchen stopped her outstretched hand, and said calmly, "It's really fine."

"I do not believe."

She pushed away his hand and forcibly opened his cuff.

There was a bandage on his hand, extending all the way to his arm, and the bandage was faintly bright red.

It could be seen that he was seriously injured.

She remembered that last night, he carried her all the way back to the hospital.

This way, how painful it must be for him.

But she was still complaining that he didn't save her mother and even bit him.

Thinking about it now, she just wanted to scold herself.

"You were injured, why did you carry me back to the hospital last night? Aren't you afraid of pain?"

This may sound like a reproach, but it is actually distressing.

Mu Jingchen saw the pain in her eyes, got up and took her into his arms.

"It doesn't hurt."

He gently put his arms around her, his tone low.

He didn't know, the more he said that, the more uncomfortable she felt.

"Mu Jingchen, do you think you are made of iron, you have to bear everything silently, do you regard me as your wife?"

She beat his chest with a complaining tone.

Mu Jingchen's arms tightened even more, holding her in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would run away suddenly.

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

These few words made Huangfu Liyue's eyes red for no reason.

He grew up in a cold environment and was used to hiding his wounds from outsiders.

Even for her, it's the same.

Huangfu Liyue hugged his waist with both hands, and leaned her face lightly on his chest.

"Mu Jingchen, I don't need you to have this habit, I am your wife, you don't need to hide yourself from me.

What I need is not a perfect husband, but a man who has no reservations about me and who knows each other well. "

She hoped that in front of her, he would be a man of flesh and blood who knew pain.

Mu Jingchen took a deep breath and replied, "Okay, I promise you."

She smiled, looked up at him, and held out her hand to him.

"Pull the hook."

He looked at her with such a child's trick, and smiled dotingly.

At this moment, the sun was just right, and the warm sun outside the window just passed through the window, shining on the two of them without hesitation.

There was a gentle smile on his thin and cold face.

Only when he faced her, would the coldness that was so repulsive on his body completely fade away.

He raised his hand very obediently, and his little finger hooked her finger.

The two looked at each other with warm smiles on their faces.

The atmosphere of the whole room also became warm and peaceful at this moment.

...

after one day.

death row.

The queen was still lying on the wooden bed, her eyes were blindfolded.

Having not slept for several days, she was extremely sleepy, and her mental state was on the verge of collapse.

The torture of water droplets, more tormented is the spirit.

If the mentality is unstable, before the water drips through the skull, they will be insane, unable to bear the torture and choose to commit suicide.

However, the queen is obviously not a person with unstable mentality.

She took a deep breath, just wanting to wait to hear the news from the underground palace.

She wanted to hear the news of Feng Suying's sudden death in the underground palace, and wanted to know how broken the king would be when he learned that Feng Suying was dead.

She knew that the king's wish for the rest of his life was Feng Suying.

If Feng Suying died suddenly, the king would be devastated.

Now that she has landed in this field, what she wishes most is to see Feng Suying buried with her, the king is in such agony!

She has been blindfolded and kept in the dark. She doesn't even know what time it is or how long it has been.

She could only rely on her feeling, thinking that You Yong should have succeeded at this time, and Feng Suying must have died in the underground palace.

So, she couldn't wait to shout: "Come on! Come on!"

However, no one in the death row paid any attention to her.

"Come here! Are you all deaf! Tell me, is Feng Suying dead? Is she already inhuman?"

The queen struggled hard, but her hands, feet and even her neck were tightly bound by iron chains, and she could only maintain the current posture.

The guard outside the cell glanced in her direction, and didn't even bother to respond.

After the Queen got no response, she opened her eyes wide, trying to see a little light through the black ribbons that covered her eyes.

But no matter how wide her eyes were opened, all she saw was darkness.

At this moment, she seemed to be alone in a dark environment, becoming a fish on the chopping board, but she didn't know when the person who slaughtered her would come.

This feeling is helpless and panic.