A possessive and obsessive Prince? A dark-bellied Princess Consort with the support of a system that grants mastery over both medicine and poison. A journey of mutual devotion...
Mobeichen, t...
Mo Beichen snorted coldly, "Look at your pathetic self. If I were to take action, I'd only get a collar cut off?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Feng quickly tried to appease him, "It was my fault. Your Highness will definitely be able to make you a particularly beautiful and unique cloak."
Mo Beichen didn't say anything this time, but just gave a faint "hmm".
"Alright, aren't you on night watch? Go get busy." Mo Beichen shooed him away without any politeness.
Mo Feng curled his lip. The prince knew perfectly well that he had just said it casually, so why was he taking it seriously now?
Damn, the prince can't afford to play games.
Seeing that Mo Feng remained motionless, Mo Beichen couldn't help but glance at him.
Mo Feng felt a chill run down his spine from that look. "Yes, I will go immediately."
After finishing his sentence, Mo Feng bowed and hurriedly withdrew.
He changes his mind faster than turning the pages of a book; I don't know how the princess can stand it.
Mo Beichen sat at the table, recalling Mo Feng's words: "cloak?"
Then, we can catch some more white-furred animals and make a white and fiery red cloak.
Luo Luo would look especially beautiful wearing it.
His Luo Luo was destined to be the most beautiful person in the world, and naturally deserved the best and most unique things.
midnight.
Mo Feng was half asleep when he was kicked awake.
Mo Feng was furious. Who was that blind fool? Didn't he see that he had only been asleep for less than half an hour?
The prince ordered him to keep watch at night, and he spent half a day outside in the cold before finally coming in to warm up.
Which one is blind?
Mo Feng opened his eyes with intense resentment, only to see Mo Beichen standing by the bed, looking at him coldly.
Mo Feng was a little confused, huh?
Your Highness?
How could he possibly see the prince?
The prince was carrying a lot of things in his hands?
Um?
Wait, Your Highness?
"Your Highness!"
Mo Feng sat up in fright, uttered two words, and found that he could not make a sound. He looked down and sensed that he had been silenced by a pressure point, which explained why the generals around him were sleeping so soundly.
Mo Beichen gestured for Mo Feng to come out with him, then turned and left.
Mo Feng rubbed his eyes and then he could see clearly that the prince was carrying a lot of foxes.
Goodness, is this a midnight horror story?
We were just talking about foxes last night, and in the middle of the night, the prince has caught so many foxes?
People who are obsessed with love are truly terrifying.