The eldest princess pointed at Mo Chuan behind her and choked with sobs: "Brother Huang, Brother Huang..." She was too sad to speak.
Shen Ning turned around and immediately met Mo Chuan's eyes, and both of them were shocked at the same time.
"Mo Chuan, are you awake?" She was surprised and happy. She went over to hold his hand, and was immediately held firmly in his palm. His palm was so hot that it seemed to be hot all the way to her heart.
"Yeah." He was still staring at her dreamily, his eyes unblinking, completely oblivious to everything around him.
"Why didn't you tell me when you woke up? You... what are you holding back?" She couldn't help but squeal, remembering the time when she gave him medicine before, her cheeks turned red.
"I don't dare to speak. I'm afraid that as soon as I speak, I will find out that this is a dream." Mo Chuan whispered, and he squeezed her hand tightly. "I want to hear you tell me with your own lips that this is not a dream. Ning'er, really is it you?"
"It's me, it's really me." She grabbed his hand and put it against her face, but her eyes never left him for a moment, with a smile on her face but tears in her eyes, "You feel Am I? I'm here, in front of you. This is real, not a dream."
Her heart was beating wildly, and she was just as afraid that this was a dream as he was.
Mo Chuan sat up, hugged her, and held her tightly in his arms, pushing harder and harder until their bodies were so tight that there was no gap left, but he felt that it was not enough and wished he could put her in his arms. She crushed it in her arms.
She was happy and shy at the same time, and whispered: "Don't... like this, there are many people watching."
He ignored her, as if he didn't hear her at all. He lowered his head and his lips fell on hers. He turned and sucked crazily. He closed his eyes and savored her sweetness.
Her face turned red to the bottom of her ears, her breathing was rapid, and she tried to break away but couldn't.
Unknowingly, her arms were wrapped around his neck, and their heads were close together.
All the imperial doctors were blushing, and they were so embarrassed that they didn't know where to look.
Doctor Zhang was dumbfounded for a long time, and then he was stroking his snow-white beard happily, but his eyes became moist unknowingly.
The eldest princess blushed with embarrassment at first, then stamped her feet, turned around and went out.
She stood outside the door, thinking about the scene she just saw, and suddenly wanted to run back to the house, grab Ye Tingxuan and let him have a look.
Look at how domineering, affectionate, and lingering the kiss was by the royal brother, as if he wanted to devour Ning'er alive.
But what about her husband? Even when he was intimate with her, he was so polite and courteous. Although warm and sweet, she always felt that she was missing a hot passion.
I don't know how long it took, until Shen Ning found it difficult to breathe, Mo Chuan let her go.
Her face was as red as the peach blossoms in March, but her eyes were full of drunkenness, and she stared at him shyly and angrily.
"Mochuan, you..."
Before she could finish her words, Mo Chuan's lips had blocked her again, blocking the rest of her words in her mouth.
But this time his kiss was no longer overbearing and violent, but became delicate and gentle, making her feel like she was in a pool of warm water. Her heart was beating, feeling the warmth he conveyed to her through the kiss. deep feeling.
They embraced each other, kissed each other again and again, forgetting everything around them, and only had each other in their hearts. They just hoped that time would stay at this moment and never disappear again.