Her Royal Highness exclusively owns the little fox concubine

Chapter 32
"..." Can you let me be quiet for a while?Don't you know I don't want to talk right now?

"Are you blaming me, angry at me, so you don't want to pay attention to me?" Seeing Xuehu so quiet, Cang Moyuan felt very uncomfortable.

That day, he didn't want to hurt Xuehu, but he was too anxious and almost lost control, which made him lose control so much!

Turning a blind eye to Cang Moyuan, Liang Muxi was not angry at all, but just in a bad mood, plus lack of energy, and didn't want to talk.

She is a child who likes to comfort herself silently.

"I'm sorry!" Looking at Xuehu's hair, looking at the scars that hadn't faded, Cang Moyuan's eyes were full of guilt.

He really didn't want to, it was just that he was too scared that day.

Speechless, Liang Muxi didn't know where Cang Moyuan's guilt came from, but he felt much better.

In fact, this person still cares about her very much!

Although it hurt her that day, but because the other party has treated her so well these days, she just doesn't care about it!
She is very generous!
"Eat this." Two of the three Wuji pills have been used on Liang Muxi's body. In order to prevent accidents, Cang Moyuan didn't dare to give Liang Muxi any more, so he used the last one. Instead of a snow lotus pill.

Feeling a wave of spiritual energy at the tip of his nose, Liang Muxi happily opened his eyes, looked at the pill, and swallowed it without saying a word.

This is a good thing, if you don't eat it, you don't eat it for nothing!
"Don't worry, I will recover you as soon as possible!" Seeing the light in Liang Muxi's eyes, Cang Moyuan suddenly had a bold hypothesis when recalling the scene where Liang Muxi wanted to eat snow lotus!

If this is the case, then he will definitely find a way!

into the night.

"Your Majesty, please see King Jing!" Upon hearing that Cang Moyuan entered the palace, not to mention King Cang, even Zhang Decai was excited.

It has been three years, since Cang Moyuan left the palace three years ago, no matter what the reason for the banquet, Cang Moyuan has never set foot in the palace again!
This time he actually came, although it came a little suddenly, but to King Cang, it was already an extremely happy thing to be able to come. Of course, to King Cang's personal eunuch, if the emperor was happy, he was naturally happy too.

"You said, Yuan'er is here?" Hearing this, the emperor who was reviewing the memorial raised his head quickly, surprise flashed across his eyes, and quickly put down the memorial.

"Yes, Your Majesty, King Jing is asking for an audience outside, and he is waiting at the door right now!" If it was other princes, perhaps Zhang Decai was just a business-like notification, but if it was Cang Moyuan, it would be too different. too much.

King Jing has not been to the palace for many years. Unlike other princes, it is very common to go in and out of the palace.

"Then why don't you just let him in? Yuan'er is not in good health. It's early spring, and the night outside the window is windy and cold. It's easy to catch the cold. Hurry up, invite him in!" Getting up quickly can make a generation of emperors welcome, In this world, there are probably not many people, right?
"Slave complies with the order!" Stepping back step by step, seeing that King Cang had already opened the door by himself, Zhang Decai's eyes were moist.

Since ancient times, the royal family has no family ties, but the father and son are indeed suffering a little bit.

He has seen it all these years, how can he not understand the helplessness of the emperor?

But His Royal Highness King Jing...

Hey!
King Cang galloped out and saw Cang Moyuan waiting at the door, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, "Yuan'er..." Just as he was about to say something, Cang Moyuan saluted in the wheelchair .

"My son pays respects to my father, it's just that my son's legs and feet are inconvenient, and I hope my father will forgive me for not being considerate!" Since ancient times, there has never been a person who sat down to salute, but Cang Moyuan was an accident and it was impossible.

"It's all right, Yuan'er, it's cold outside, Father will push you in!" Somewhat tremblingly excited, seeing Cang Moyuan really in front of him, King Cang hurried over.

"Father, let other people come, you are a man of gold, you can't make it!" Rejecting King Cang's kindness, although Cang Moyuan can not care about other people's eyes, he still has to guard against some people.

His mother's empress had such a tragic fate because of her life of honor and favor. Naturally, he should guard against it, and he should guard against it.

This is also the reason why he has never stepped into the palace again these years.

He himself is already too eye-catching, he doesn't want to be a thorn in the side of others again, a thorn in the flesh!

"Yuan'er, don't worry, the people near this royal study are all from the emperor's family, and they won't spread it to other people's ears." Knowing Cang Moyuan's concerns, King Cang can still do this.

He has been the emperor for more than 20 years, if he can't even do this little thing, then he is quite useless as an emperor.

Sweeping his gaze over the maids and guards present, seeing that everyone lowered their heads as if they hadn't seen anything, Cang Qingtian nodded in satisfaction.

"If that's the case, I'll trouble my father!" Cang Moyuan still felt a little awkward in his heart since father and son hadn't gotten along so closely for a long time.

In particular, Cang Moyuan is not used to being approached by others, and this person, of course, also includes King Cang.

After all, these years, I am too used to being alone.

"Okay!" With Cang Moyuan's consent, King Cang held the wheelchair and gently pushed Cang Moyuan into the imperial study.

It's been a long time, and their father and son haven't been so close for a long time. Cang Moyuan's legs and feet are inconvenient, and his health is not good. He has always been withdrawn and rarely talks. Yuan can also completely ignore him and read the book by himself.

For Cang Moyuan with such a character, King Cang was very helpless, but he couldn't.

For this son who was too cold-tempered, King Cang felt sorry for him, but he was more guilty and helpless.

She was supposed to be innocent at an age, but because of him, she was always so deep and lacking in vitality.

After all, he owed him.

"Yuan'er, I think your complexion is not very good. Are you unwell?" Although it has been three months, but after all, he suffered a serious internal injury. Even with Xuehu's spiritual blood, his complexion recovered. It's not fast.

(End of this chapter)