Xiao Liu was much more capable than Mengying Lin expected. She was also agile. Maybe she was afraid of being disliked by the master. So she worked very hard. On the first day she stayed in the yard, she cleaned the whole yard and cooked a good dish.

As soon as night fell, a delicious table of food was set up in the table.

Yisheng Lin took a sniff and stared at a table full of color, fragrance food blankly. The corner of his mouth was full of suspicious liquid. Mengying Lin came to have a look. She was also stunned and stopped Xiao Liu, who was still busy. "Xiao Liu, where did you learn your cooking skills? You are the only one who can open a restaurant. "

Xiao Liu smiled sheepishly. "My father used to be a cooker, so I learned more or less."

"Oh, then I really found the treasure." Mengying Lin greeted Xiao Liu to come and sit down for a meal. Xiao Liu was still very restrained at first, but in the end, but she couldn't beat Mengying Lin, so she cleverly came and sat down for a meal.

Candlelight, yellow and beautiful, would be the three happy sketch into the most beautiful painting.

Looking at Yisheng Lin's satisfied big mouth meal and the joy between Xiao Liu's eyebrows and eyes, Mengying Lin felt as if she had been separated from the rest of the world. She couldn't even remember the last time she sat down to eat in such a quiet and stress-free way.

If only time stayed at this moment!

Unfortunately, the more reluctant people were, the faster they would leave.

That night, it seemed that there was a light rain, intermittent light rain tick by tick, mixed with the cold wind blowing the window lattice, had been creaking.

Mengying Lin felt a little depressed in her sleep. She rolled and opened her eyes. Suddenly, she widened her eyes and turned to look at the person sleeping beside her.

When she slept in the middle of the night, there suddenly appeared a person beside her. If it wasn't for her good psychological quality, she would have been scared to death.

She was about to scream when the man's warm hands suddenly covered her lips.

"It's me."

Simple three words, coupled with the familiar voice, instantly let Mengying Lin's pupils enlarge, from the initial fear to the later relaxation, and then rise in the heart of another resentment!

"How can you come here, Your Highness?" She quickly put away the resentment in her eyes and put on a blank look.

"Why you are not happy to see me?" Liancheng Mo's voice couldn't hear the joy and anger.

Mengying Lin said at the corner of her mouth, "I'm glad to see you." Nima, it's better to see a ghost than to see him.

"That's good." Liancheng Mo stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. "How are you doing outside the palace these days?"

"Well, it was good." Without him, it was a good place.

Liancheng Mo's hand caressed her back and slided down her back slowly. His palm was very hot, but for some reason, Mengying Lin shivered.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, didn't you say to let us out?" Mengying Lin was so angry that her teeth itched, but she dared not show her anger.

Liancheng Mo was silent for a while, chin on her head, smelling the smell of her hair. "Aren't you out of the house already? I let you out of the house, but I didn't say that Ilet you out of my control. I also said that unless I am tired of your body, you will not have the chance to leave my side. "

This was cheating! Play naked!

Mengying Lin was so angry that she couldn't get rid of his hand. However, she knew that she couldn't. In front of this man she has no room to resist.

She didn't speak, but Liancheng Mo sighed and said, "You're right. It's better if you live outside the house. When Shuping Xiao gets married with me, you really don't have a good life according to her prejudices. I don't want to worry about these things, so you live here is a good choose."

It turned out that it was for this reason that he let her go!

Mengying Lin sneered and asked, "Your highness, I am the woman that you will keep outside in the future? Will I be a mistress or the ugly junior? "

She really didn't think that this man's thought could be shameless to this extent. From the beginning to the end, he only considered himself. What he thought was that he could not only possess her body, but also avoid unnecessary troubles. But who care about her, her dignity, her life?

Just because he was a superior prince, so she should be attached to him to survive?

"What does mistress and the ugly junior mean?" Liancheng Mo's hand fumbled her body back and forth, and felt her rigidity. He finally reacted. She was angry. "Do you want a place?"

What was fame? In his eyes, what she cared about now was fame?

Mengying Lin's eyes flashed with sadness. Suddenly, she had no desire to talk again. What could she talk with such a man who couldn't communicate?

Seeing her silence, Liancheng Mo rubbed against her head again, and the fragrance flowed into his nose. However, his eyebrows did not spread. After a while, Mengying Lin was pressed under his body, "Woman, you shouldn't think too much. Don't think too much."

At night, when it was raining harder and harder, it became freezing and biting.

That night, Mengying Lin's painful roar came out of the room. Her voice woke up Yisheng Lin and Xiao Liu in the next two rooms. They were about to run to Mengying Lin's room when they came out of the door, but they saw the people blocking the door.

"It's you." Yisheng Lin stopped his steps, eyes staring at Tie Lu with his hands around his chest. Tie Lu was here. It was self-evident who was in Mengying Lin's room.

Xiao Liu blinked, wondering what she wanted to ask, but she was frightened by Tie Lu's momentum and didn't dare to ask.

"Go back and have a rest." Tie Lu sighed, explaining nothing.

Yisheng Lin took a look in the direction of Mengying Lin's room, and the low hiss continues. He couldn't help clenching his fist. For a moment, he wanted to rush in recklessly, but he didn't. He knew that when he rushed in at this time, Liancheng Mo would not die, but his fate and Mengying Lin's would be very miserable.

Yisheng Lin bit his teeth, pushed Xiao Liu back to the room and shouted "Don't come out!" Then he went back to his room. He took a cold look at Tie Lu and closed the door.

Unfortunately, the door could block the wind and rain, but it could not block the nightmare of his life.

That night, Yisheng Lin sat on the floor behind the door and covered his ears severely. The hatred in his eyes was like a burning flame. The flame was more and more vigorous. In this life, if the flame could not burn the person he hated, it would only burn him.

Outside, Tie Lu stood under the corridor. Occasionally, the cold wind blew the rain on him. He was a martial artist. In the past, no matter how heavy the wind and rain were, he could not frown. But at this moment, he felt cold.