I just want to say goodbye.

Bai Wangchuan twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, looked at Beimocun's flustered face, talked for a while, and didn't say much. He looked through Beimocun and stared directly at the fat man on the bed.

Since he's not awake, it's good to take a look. Bai Wangchuan turned around, his purple sleeves rising with his movements. When his robe was about to fall down, large swaths of pear blossoms flew around him...

…

Until the pear blossoms fell and Bai Wangchuan's slender figure disappeared into the air.

Bei Mocun simply forgot to breathe. Who was that person just now? Why did he look so gentle... He rubbed his eyes and looked in the original direction again, but that person was no longer there.

Could it be that this is an illusion?

Maybe, it's a beautiful illusion.

Bei Mocun was lying on the side of the plump bed, looking at the eyes with slightly trembling eyelashes. His eyes were focused, as if he was looking at a beautiful piece of art. Slowly, he lowered his eyes and murmured something,

Then, his eyes closed...

In this room, slight snoring sounded.

When Fatty woke up again, what came into view was Bei Mocun's sleeping little face, pink and tender, and really lovely. He remembered the injury in bits and pieces in his mind, and also

You can't blame Beimocun, after all, he didn't know she was behind him at that time.

Looking into the distance, it was already dusk.

"Xiaolan!"

"Miss? Are you awake?" Xiaolan pushed the door open from outside. Seeing that Fatty was awake, she quickly helped her up and said, "The Emperor is waiting for you outside! He heard that Miss was injured, so he rushed

Come here, but the lady is sleeping, and the emperor is waiting outside." Xiaolan glanced at Bei Mocun who was sleeping, and shook him with her hand, "Ninth Prince? Ninth Prince is up!"

"Ah?" With a sudden movement, Bei Mocun flew up, looking around confusedly, and then fixed his gaze on his plump body, "What are you doing?! You didn't see me sleeping! What is your name!"

Fatty looked Beimocun up and down, and when he was sure that he was scolding him, he said viciously: "Hey, didn't I just wake you up? Why are you so angry? I haven't settled the score with you yet! Just give it to me first.

Getting arrogant!"

"..." Beimocun suddenly deflated and stayed aside silently.

"Miss, the emperor asked the ninth prince to follow you out, could it be..." Xiaolan said with some worry, but she was not sure.

"No, no, no." Fatty shook his head, turned his gaze to Bei Mocun, and got out of bed, "Let's go, and wipe your saliva."

"Saliva?" Bei Mocun looked at Fatty in confusion, and wiped his finger to the side. Where is the saliva? "Fatty, you lied to me!!"

"Hahahaha..." Fatty Dudu walked out of the door in a good mood. Bei Mocun behind him had an expression as if he had an A. What a stinker! Haha, it feels so good to play tricks on others! Fatty Dudu stretched himself,

As soon as she stepped out the door, Bei Lianye's eyes had already moved to her in advance.

However, today he was dressed very elegantly, still wearing the golden mask, and the white robe decorated his slender body, swaying in the wind, looking extremely soft.

You know, it is difficult to wear a white robe with a different temperament from Yue Yanye.

Wait, why are you thinking of that bastard Yue Yanye?! Fatty shook off the figure in his mind and looked at Bei Lianye's side——
Chapter completed!