The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 15 Hidden Murder

The night was dark, the red candles in the Jinhua Palace had been extinguished, and the luminous pearls used for lighting emitted a gleaming brilliance, covering everything in the palace with a layer of haze.

There were two "sick" people living in Jinhua Palace at once, the maids did not dare to take their guard lightly, so they waited outside, waiting for the princess or consort to call them at any time.But after waiting for most of the night, there was no sound, so he dozed off with peace of mind, because the son-in-law was dumb and the princess was drunk, so there must be nothing serious.

The night in early spring is still a bit chilly, the cool wind breaks in from the window not far away, lifts the veils hanging in layers in front of the bed, and dances in the air.The white light of the luminous pearl sprinkled on the red gauze curtain, reflecting two figures on the big bed——

"Wangyouzui" is really powerful, Bailijing has been falling asleep.Since they were already married, there was no need to avoid suspicion, so Mo Wen graciously climbed onto the Jinxiu bed.

It's just that his black eyes, which were usually indifferent to the world, became as deep and indifferent as cold waves and smoke, staring at the newlywed wife who was sleeping soundly for a moment.As seen at today's banquet, his wife's appearance is the most outstanding among the royal princesses, and she must also have the strongest temper, fully revealing the arrogance and domineeringness of the first princess.

However, she still couldn't look directly at that old lover, even if her eyes met with that person, she would turn away immediately, and even drank three glasses of spirits in front of her old lover...

Is it really for his sake?
Of course not!
A while ago, there was a lot of ups and downs in the capital, the noble Princess Jing was jealous of her half-sister, and mercilessly stabbed both her rival and her ex-lover with a sword. After that, she somehow became his wife Mo Wen .Without discussing with him, and without asking for his consent, she forcibly "given" this marriage to him as an emperor.

Even when she was asleep, her brows were still furrowed, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, she dreamed of something terrible, and she slept extremely restlessly.Both of her hands were placed on her chest, and her right hand was tightly clutching the red coral bead string on her left wrist. Gradually, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and the blood on her red lips faded.

Mo Wen felt strange, and his eyes stopped on the string of coral beads—there were countless dowry jewelry, rare treasures, but he remembered that she had been wearing these beads since the day of her wedding, which seemed very precious.

Driven by curiosity, Mo Wen gently took her right hand away and held her left hand in the palm of her hand. Although her fingers were slender, her palm was covered with a thick layer of calluses, not like the weakness of ordinary women.

He gently untied the coral beads wrapped four times around her wrist, and the round and smooth beads slipped from her wrist as soon as they were loosened. The scene in front of him made Mo Wen's eyes shrink violently——

Reflecting the light of the night pearl, he saw several shocking wounds oozing blood on her snow-like wrists, because the coral beads were wrapped too tightly, and her right hand was held too hard, the wounds scabbed and faded away. The rupture left a pit of coral beads in the fuzzy flesh, which was slightly sunken.

Mo Wen took a closer look, and then slowly narrowed his eyes. Those wounds happened to be distributed in the meridians. Judging from this depth, there must have been a lot of blood. Her left hand should have...

Probably because it was too painful, her hands were held again, Bai Lijing began to struggle, the wound on her wrist was torn open more seriously, blood flowed down her wrist slowly, her body trembled.

Mo Wen made a sudden move, rushing to several large points all over her body, and hugged the unconscious Baili Jing into her arms.

She has a soft and petite body, but she is only a 16-year-old girl who actually utters those big words, saying that she will not let anyone dare to bully him... Mo Wen stared at her face with deep black cold eyes, and Just like on the wedding night, every trace of her expression was captured in his eyes, and every sob could be heard clearly.

After a long time, Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and he shot out of the red gauze curtain, paused for a moment, then retracted calmly, raised his thin lips little by little, leaned forward slightly, and kissed Bailijing's soft lips side.

Cool lips, cool kisses.

It's getting more and more interesting. If it's her mother or her old lover who wants to "bully" him, what will happen to her?

Bailijing, you still have more troubles.

When Bailijing woke up, she had a severe headache. When she opened her eyes, the veil above her head was a familiar color, and even the bed and brocade quilt were familiar. However, she came back from Lutai Mountain a few months ago, but because of this The big bed was so comfortable that I couldn't sleep well.

The first day she woke up, she went out of the palace to complain to Han Ye. In the Jinyang Prince's Mansion in the west of the city, Han Ye laughed and said, "Yaya, is it better to have a hard bed on Lutai Mountain?"

She flung herself into Han Ye's arms shamelessly, and said with a smile, "The hard bed on Lutai Mountain is uncomfortable, but master and the others don't know about sneaking onto Han Ye's bed, it's very fun..."

Han Ye smiled, with picturesque eyes, and suddenly sighed again: "Yaya, if one day I leave, what will you do?"

She stared at him reassuringly, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you dare to go, I will chase after you. The ends of the earth, the world, you can't escape! I'm not afraid!"

Han Ye chuckled, and kissed her eyes with hot lips: "If one day I really leave, Yaya, you don't have to chase me, just take care of yourself and wait for me to come back to you, you know?"

"Okay!" She responded with all her mouth, thinking, Han Ye is so kind, he dotes on her so much, never embarrassing her, never making her tired, everything he said is true, she has no doubts at all.

and then?
Han Ye said, I love her.

The previous world collapsed so fast that it collapsed in the blink of an eye.

In the Tai Chi Hall, he stood beside her, holding a white jade cup, toasting her father, but he represented another woman.

For a moment, she really wanted to ask him, Han Ye, if I was hurt badly, even worse than her, would you feel bad?

No need to ask, she already knew the answer, and Han Ye, who didn't even want to look at her, would not feel sorry for her anymore, so she herself would not feel sorry for herself anymore.

Her left wrist was in pain, she lifted it up a little and found that there was a circle of white cloth wrapped around it, and the string of coral beads was gone!
Bailijing was taken aback, she sat up abruptly, and looked at the indisputable black eyes of the man beside her, her long-buried bottom line was suddenly ripped open, her good temper completely disappeared, she said coldly Said: "You bandaged me? Who told you to meddle in my own business?!"

She was so sure it was him because the corner of Mo Wen's white coat was missing.

She didn't hold any distasteful attitude towards them sharing the same bed, nor did she give any explanation for yesterday's drinking gaffe, just opened her mouth.

Mo Wen couldn't speak, his quiet black eyes drooped, as if he didn't dare to look at her anymore, put his hand on his lips, and coughed vigorously, his whole chest was vibrating from the cough, obviously in extreme pain.

(End of this chapter)