As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

Mo'er's face turned cold, she stopped pretending, and she no longer had any feminine manners. There was a wicked look between her eyebrows. He bent down and approached He Yue inch by inch, his voice clear and cold, "He Yue, I will take you to escape, take you to Lan Country."

He grabbed her hand aggressively and spoke faster, with a stronger Lan accent. "I have a way to save you. Some people in Lan know witchcraft and can save your life."

Yes, the Kingdom of Lan was so far away from the Dayun Dynasty and only paid tribute once a year. He hid He Yue so well that the Crown Prince of the Dayun Dynasty would not find out.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyebrows lowered. "He Yue, come with me. I will hide you."

The words "he" and "hide" almost exposed Moli's thoughts. He was young and wanted to take away someone he liked when he met him, let alone taking her away from the prince of Dayun Dynasty.

He Yue subconsciously dodged sideways, but he grabbed her waist. She couldn't help but look at him sideways. What kind of development is this! !

"Let go of my waist." He Yue's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, her hair was disheveled as she struggled. She put her hands on Mo'er's hands, trying to pry his hands open, but to no avail.

Moer ignored all external factors and looked at He Yue carefully. Not only did she not let go, but she pulled her closer. Her face turned red uncontrollably, because she was angry!

What kind of madness is Moer going on? !

She was undoubtedly an extremely beautiful woman, but Moer rarely realized this point clearly. She was the Crown Princess, and she was always majestic and indifferent in front of the palace people. She was respected and honored, and others had to kneel down to answer her. Who dared to look at this dazzling face? The Crown Princess was the private property of the Prince, and only the Prince could get close to her with good reason and control her tyrannically.

"He Yue, you are so beautiful." Moer said in an obscene and unclear way.

Just like the jade branches of flowers displayed in the hall of the Orchid Kingdom, they tempt people to pick them and arouse people's alluring feelings.

Mo'er stretched out her hand and lifted up He Yue's face, sighing, "Crown Princess, you treated me like this before, looking down on me. At that time, I thought that one day I would return it to you."

He was forced to his knees by the maid, and the Crown Princess, who was surrounded by palace servants, lifted his face lightly and touched his chin with her bright red nail polish. He still remembers that scene clearly.

Mo'er turned his back to the lamp, blocking most of the light. He Yue was covered in his shadow, with her black hair scattered on the soft pillow. She was caught by the waist and couldn't move. She raised her hand and put it on Mo'er's shoulder, trying to speak gently, "Let go first, okay? Let's talk it over. You're so sudden, I can't wrap my mind around it for a while."

Her words seemed to contain tenderness and compromise. Moer lifted her face with her hands and cupped her neck, saying jokingly, "Liar, I'm not the Crown Prince of Dayun Dynasty. Your tricks won't work on me. Think of another way to see if I will let you go."

He Yue was an untrustworthy woman, a fraud who was used to deceiving others. Moer had been with her for a few months, and he saw clearly that her gentleness and meekness towards the Crown Prince of Dayun Dynasty, and her affection between them, were all fake and just an act.

"Cough! Cough!" He Yue seemed to be angry. He bent over and started coughing. The trembling of his waist was transmitted to Moli's hands. He couldn't help but hold it tighter.

"Pa!" Anger was evident on He Yue's pale face. She raised her hand and slapped Mo'er's arm hard. There was grievance in Liu Ye's eyes. "Let go!"

Moer was dazzled, her eyes trembled, and she obediently let go of his hand. He felt that He Yue was really weird. He knew that she was pretending, but he still couldn't stand her gaze.

He Yue hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, then threw the handkerchief in front of Mo'er and pointed to the door, "Get out! I don't want you here!"

She looked so aggrieved, her fair wrists were still trembling. Moer didn't know what was confusing her head for a moment, and she went out obediently in a daze. After walking to the door, she turned back and picked up the handkerchief on the ground.

He Yue relaxed and leaned back on the couch, exhausted both physically and mentally. She half closed her eyes and raised her hand to hold the acupuncture points on her forehead. She had no idea when Moer had started to have feelings for her.

There was even hatred between the two of them. She had hurt him with a knife, and she knew how much force she had used at that time. She had intended to kill him, and Moer must have been seriously injured. Later, when Moer lurked in Biyuan, she could see that he definitely had a vengeful mentality towards her.

Later, the two became accomplices, helping each other to cover up each other's secrets. He helped her find contraceptive pills, and she gave him money and the greatest convenience in the East Palace. This situation was undoubtedly the best, and she didn't want to break it.

He Yue had a slight headache. She lay on the couch with her side and closed her eyes. Her mind was filled with mixed thoughts. Even now, she still couldn't feel any annoyance towards Moli. No matter what the starting point was, it was an indisputable fact that Moli had helped her a lot.

Even though Moer had lost her temper with her now, her words at the beginning were to help her get out and find a way to save her life.

The door creaked open again. He Yue waved her hand back, saying tiredly, "You go out first. I need some quiet time alone."

"What happened to Yueyue?"

The voice was solemn and deep. It was not Moer's, but Ning Rushong's. He had just returned after finishing his official business.

He Yue raised her hand and brushed all her loose hair to the other side, and said in a natural tone, "I am tired of the palace maids surrounding me, and I just want to be alone for a while."

Her body was gently lifted up, and finally fell into a familiar embrace. Ning Rusong persuaded her calmly, "Then ask them to leave, but you have to leave a maid behind to serve them. I will be worried."

How could a seriously ill Yueyue be left without someone to take care of her? What if Yueyue got sick when he was not around? He raised his hand to brush the loose hair on Heyue's forehead behind her ears and kissed her on the cheek, as if to gently comfort her. "Don't you like the palace maid who was a dancer the most? When you are impatient, you can leave that palace maid alone."

In fact, he paid more attention to asking the maid Xiao Taozi to serve Yueyue. Although Xiao Taozi had some complicated thoughts, she knew her limits best and would never dare to act like a prostitute in front of her master.

Ning Rusong also knew that it was Xiao Taozi who schemed to drive Li Momo out of the palace. If it weren't for Yueyue's nostalgia, Li Momo would have turned into a handful of ashes that no one would care about. But all the palace servants were like this. In order to climb up, they had to step on others. Ning Rusong didn't care about what Xiao Taozi did.