is often not in the Priest's Palace, and will not come back until the third watch in the middle of the night.

When he returned, he did not go to bed, but meditated in the temple all night long, sometimes even for a day and a night.

The imperial doctor came to check his pulse and advised him to rest more, eat more and maintain more.

This has happened before, but it was when something big happened to the country.

Since Mu Yunhan returned to Beijing, this situation has happened more and more.

Mu Rong was jealous and couldn't tolerate it.

When you were meditating, you should never disturb it.

And as far as she knew, Gu Yilan hadn't touched the medicine she sent much since she had tasted Mu Yunhan's blood.

So lately I've been really weak, and after interrupting meditation, something terrible may happen.

But Mu Rong thought to herself, who knows if he is really meditating, or if he is thinking about Mu Yunhan?

This is the best time to attack, and if you miss this village, there will be no more shops.

She hugged Gu Yilan's head and kissed it firmly.

She crushed him to the cold floor of the temple, pried open his lips and teeth with her teeth and tongue, and poured a pill the size of a grain of rice into his mouth.

The pill quickly turned into water, and the power of the medicine quickly spread throughout the body through the tip of the tongue and mouth.

Incense, pills, Mu Rong's whole body trembled, and it also turned into water.

She couldn't wait to untie Gu Yilan's clothes, and whispered to him in a trembling voice: "Husband, husband...... I like you, I've loved you for many years, you're good with me, okay......"

Gu Yilan suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were full of anger, and he glared at Mu Rong angrily.

Mu Rong was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, staring at him with a pale face.

His eyes gradually became confused, and he frowned and stared at her, as if to confirm something.

Mu Rong vaguely guessed a few points, endured her shame and anger, and smiled slightly as she imitated Mu Yunhan: "Lord Priest." ”

Gu Yilan stared at her, motionless and silent.

Mu Rong didn't dare to move, stiffened and pretended to look at him calmly.

After a long time, Gu Yilan sighed lightly: "How could it be you?" ”

Mu Rong didn't dare to speak, only tentatively unhooked his clothes.

Gu Yilan closed his eyes and said softly, "I must be dreaming." ”

He didn't resist, and obediently let her do whatever she wanted.

The strong sense of humiliation and jealousy forced Mu Rong to almost go crazy, and she pinched him like a revenge, deliberately hurting him.

Gu Yilan was obviously trembling in pain, but he kept his eyes closed and endured.

The candle flame flickered, the snow-white fox fur and the dark robe were scattered on the ground, and the beautiful man lay quietly on the ground, white and glowing.

Mu Rong suddenly choked up and burst into tears.

Why? Why? Why doesn't he love her?

She cried, the hatred and cruelty in her heart became stronger and stronger, and her actions became more and more rude.

Gu Yilan opened her eyes uncomfortably, and after seeing the tears on her face, she frowned and gently wiped her away, and said softly: "You don't have to be wronged, I will do my best to always be good to you." ”

He took the initiative to hug her, lay her flat on the fox fur, and gently covered her.

Mu Rong's eyes widened, and she was furious, and then that bit of anger was extinguished again, she closed her eyes, hugged Gu Yilan tightly, and fell into it.

He thought he was dreaming.

Well, let her think she's dreaming.

She wants an heir, an heir who is born with Gu Yilan, so that she can have a chance of winning and be invincible.

The statue holding the flower looked at the entangled man and woman, and his expression became more and more compassionate.