Xiao Mochen let go of a little of his arms, and he was breathless.

He is reborn!!

The old bald donkey didn't lie to him.

Great sorrow and joy, all kinds of pictures in my mind are surging, reality and illusion are intertwined, true and false, and it is hard to tell the difference between true and false.

In the bright yellow and solemn study:

"Mo Chen, for people like us, feelings are the cheapest.

"Your heart is too soft, Lu is your weakness."

"I am a good decision and have taken advantage of this weakness for you. Do you blame me?" The old emperor sat upright in the sandalwood dragon chaise, narrowing his turbid eyes slightly.

"Not surprising."

"After I die, I will give the country to Tianming, and I will rely on you to guard it. Mo Chen, don't let me down."

"yes."

Xiao Mochen kowtowed to the ground, and no one saw tears dropping down from his indifferent and cold eyes, rolling into the thick velvet blanket on the ground.

He was born a mistake, and everyone was doing things to hurt him under the banner of doing good for him.

Born to be weak, he listened to the words of a monk, and left his relatives and lived alone in a small mountain village with his name, seeking a glimmer of hope.

He was both resentful and hated, until he met Lu Lingxi, and later he lost the light that shone on his life.

It turned out that only a small woman caused the Tian family to come to an end and stir up the situation...

What does the people have to do with him?

He will take back those who owe them bit by bit.

If "Heaven" takes her life, it will overturn the sky above her head...

All Xiao Mochen had always wanted was his, and he held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Since Emperor Xiao Zheng dared to reach out, he would chop off his hand and give him the country he cared about.

After three years of layout, during the period when Emperor Xiao Zheng was seriously ill, there were internal and external turmoil.

He raised 100,000 troops and rushed into the Tianmen of Shengjing, but encountered a monk sitting high above the city tower.

Xiao Mochen hated meddling in his other people's business the most, and the tragedy of his life began here.

"Donor, stop."

The compassionate monk sitting high above the city tower, who was neither sad nor happy, showed regret in his eyes.

"Many years ago, I interfered in the world and intervened in the affairs of the Duke's Mansion. Now, wars are raging and the people suffer. I am guilty."

"That's it. Don't commit murderous crimes again, and ruin your fate with that person."

A monk sat alone on the city wall, and 100,000 soldiers were at the city, but he could not enter at all.

The white light spread out from the monk's body, gently wrapping everyone present...

Xiao Mochen opened his eyes, closed them and opened them again, and there seemed to be a Sanskrit sound in his ears.

"Don't want the donor..."

He is really alive.

Rebirth on his wedding night with Lu Lingxi, the woman who was full of him was right next to him.

This time he would never lose her again.

The sweetness in her lips was finally fulfilled after many years.

However, Xiao Mochen was very puzzled. Why did the woman who was dependent on him so much?

Maybe he was too rude and thought he had dreamed and had come several times again.

"Lingxi, are you very painful? It's all my fault. I'll go find Dr. Zhou to prescribe some ointment."

He thought it was a dream just now, but he ignored Ling Xi's wishes and thought that Ling Xi had been walking harder before.

No wonder Lingxi resisted him.

Ling Xi was too gentle to him and so nice that she didn't hit him. Well, Ling Xi looked so charming when she hit someone else...

Upon hearing this, Lu Lingxi's pretty face turned red.

He looked at Xiao Mochen as if he was in a haunted state in his wet almond eyes.

Her slender and tender hands held Xiao Mochen who was about to get out of bed.

Just kidding??? I can't think too much at this time.

On the wedding night, I went to find Dr. Zhou to prescribe ointment, and this gossip will spread to Mantou Village tomorrow.

Should she live?

Is Xiao Mochen crazy?

Crazy!

With eyes facing each other, Xiao Mochen's eyes, which were as seductive as the spring color of peach blossoms, stared at the spring color of the woman opposite him in a fiery manner.

Lu Lingxi threw away Xiao Mochen's hand like a potato, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover himself naked, revealing most of his skin.

She lowered her head, and was burned by the hot gaze, and she didn't dare to look at it.

After more than ten years of marriage, she has caused a lot of trouble at various banquets, and Xiao Mochen's cold eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations.

If it weren't for the routine bedding event once every month at night, Lu Lingxi would have suspected that she was married to a dead person.

How could such a cold person have emotions?

Still hot!

It's funny.

Is she blind or something in her mind?

No, it must be Xiao Mochen's brain that has been flooded!!

Lu Lingxi shook her head slightly, then closed her eyes again, something was wrong with the rebirth.

Xiao Mochen seemed to have that serious illness.

She raised her eyes secretly again and went to see Xiao Mochen, still with those hot eyes.

With four eyes facing each other, Lu Lingxi was caught on the spot.
Chapter completed!