"I'll do it myself. I don't want to show the ugly injuries to you." She made a gesture of a little woman and reached out to him.

Liancheng Mo's face sank, but he didn't refuse. He gave her the porcelain bottle, and he sat at the square table. "I can do nothing but watch you do it yourself."

Mengying Lin's mouth twitched. Did his perverted habit started again? Or was she had sex with him many times, so she became an experienced woman about sex? Was her thinking too simple?

Maybe the expression on her face was too obvious, causing Liancheng Mo's pupils to wince. He unconsciously evoked a smile, and stood up and walked in front of her, reaching out to catch her chin. "Women, are you teasing me with your eyes?"

"No, I am not." It's absolutely misunderstanding. Would she tease him if she was sick?

But the next moment, Liancheng Mo's kiss fell on her red lips. When he threw her on the bed, he whispered, "Little goblin!"

Mengying Lin pumped a corner, well!

She forgot that Liancheng Mo was indulgent in this aspect. She suddenly remembered a TV play that she had watched a long time ago, in which the man loved his wife deeply, but he having sex with a lot of little girls outside. He was very gentle to his wife. Even in that aspect of making love, he was afraid of hurting her by being rude. But to the women outside, he was crazy like a beast in that kind of thing.

At that time, although she had watched the whole TV play, she couldn't understand why a man loved his wife and still played with other women outside. Now, when she became a woman with a man outside, she understood suddenly.

Liancheng Mo agreed to let her go, only for half a year.

However, half a year, it was already very luxurious time for her. She would take half a year to get herself into a position that no one dare to despise. Then after half a year, so what he is the prince of Xuanwu?

In the courtyard, Li Long helped Xiao Liu chop firewood at the kitchen door. When he heard the sound coming from the room, he was flushed with red ears, even dared not to lift his head when he chopped firewood, only when he heard the ambiguous voice mixed with pain and whisper, at that time, his face paled suddenly.

He's a man, even if he hadn't married his wife, but there were some things that all man knew.

"Xiao Liu, is that man planning to marry our young lady?" Li Long asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Liu's face was also hurt. The blackened ointment looked funny, but looking at her sad expression, no one thought it was funny at all. "No, he will marry another woman soon. He didn't think she was qualified to marry with him. So he didn't plan to marry Miss."

"What?" Li long heard it, he threw away his axe immediately and went towards the house angrily. Xiao Liu grabbed his arm quickly.

"What do you do? Do you know who he is? That's the prince of Xuanwu!" Xiao Liu growled, and then burst into tears.

Li Long clenched his fist, and his face was pale. These words about Prince of Xuanwu were like a mountain lay on his heart, he was miserable. As long as he was a people of the Nanyue State, who wouldn't know the prince of Xuanwu, he was the god of war who has more than 10,000 people under one person. Don't talk about them, even if there were a thousand more people, he can't move his finger.

"Then, what about the young lady? A woman has lost her fame, what can she expect in this life?" Li Long received the great grace of Mengying Lin, and he admired her so much that he saw her being so humiliated and aggrieved. Can't hate it?

Xiao Liu wiped her tears, and gritted her teeth, "I will take care of the young lady forever, even if she is not married, I will give her the end of her old age! And, the young lady said, we can leave here soon."

Li Long was silent for a while, angrily sighed again, and picked up the ground axe to chop wood, but this time, he seemed to use all his strength to make a click, a piece of thick bowl of wood was split in half by him .

In the distance, Tie Lu looked at the action of the two people and knew what they were thinking, but some things had nothing to do with right or wrong, just different positions.

He shook his head and sighed. Then he walked to Yisheng's room and knocked on the door a few times. Yisheng opened the door timidly. There were tears in the corner of Yisheng's eyes. He unconsciously glanced into Mengying Lin's room, his nose was sour, but he could not hold back crying.

"Commander Tie Lu, is there news from your brother?"

Tie Lu nodded, blocking his sight with his body. "My brother wrote to me and said he would accept your apprentice, but before that, I had a condition. You promised me to take you to worship."

"Please tell me, commander Tie Lu." Yisheng was very polite. A six-or seven-year-old child sometimes looked a bit more mature than an adult.

Tie Lu glanced into the distant house and said, "I want you to swear that no matter what skills you learn from my elder martial brother in the future, you can never use what you have learned to deal with the prince of Xuanwu."

He could notice the child's hostility to the prince of Xuanwu, but Liancheng Mo was not as bad as they thought. His life was the prince, and he would never do anything that would be a threat to the prince.

Yisheng listened, his mouth widened in shock, and suddenly, he snarled indignantly, "Then what do I learn about those skills for? I don't learn anymore!"

He learned what he could do, one day he could stand in front of Mengying Lin and protect her. If he learned so hard, he couldn't protect her from the harm of the prince of Xuanwu, what does he learn to do?

"Don't learn?" Tie Lu furrowed, "In your opinion, the prince is your enemy?"

"He's bullying my sister!" Yisheng gritted his teeth.

Tie Lu shook his head helplessly, "The prince of Xuanwu should never be your enemy. Don't forget that he saved you from the hands of the abnormal agent! At the same time, it was definitely not him who hurt Miss Lin. Think about my conditions carefully, and come to me if you want. "

When Liancheng Mo came out of the room neatly dressed, it was almost dark. After Tie Lu prepared the carriage, they hurriedly left.

Xiao Liu cooked a large table of food and cooked chicken soup specially. She put the chopsticks on the table, she saw Mengying Lin coming in, "Well, miss, the wound on your face..."

Mengying Lin didn't know what she meant. So she raised her hand and touched it, and it seemed to be a little painful, but it was much better than the beginning. "What happened to my injury?"

Xiao Liu hadn't answered yet, but Li long aside asked in amazement, "Miss, you and Xiao Liu's face are almost injured, but now your face looks very different from Xiao Liu's face!"

The wounds on Mengying Lin's face were almost better, with only a few faint traces. In comparison, Xiao Liu's face with black ointment could still see a lot of bruising.