Mo Yuxiao was riding a horse and was about to rush to the Shangshu Mansion. The breeze blew past his handsome face. I don’t know how many times he had suffered from illness. His cold phoenix eyes were covered with black green.

The white clothes were fluttering, and a trace of dust could be seen.

"Master, the emperor is seriously ill."

Feng Jin shouted behind him.

“Yu…”

The sweat-blooded BMW was pulled over by Mo Yuxiao, then stopped and kept moving on the ground.

"Seriously ill?"

The hoarse voice also had a little lowness, and the frost in Mo Yuxiao's phoenix eyes gradually dissolved a little.

"Yes, I started to fall ill inexplicably two months ago."

Feng Jin bent down and said lightly, revealing the respect in his tone.

Mo Yuxiao looked in the direction of Shangshu Mansion, and his eyelashes gradually drooped, and said:

"Go to the palace."

I have endured it for two months, so what if I endure it for a few more hours?

Nangong Feili, who was following behind, was depressed. Hey, Brother Yuxiao, why didn’t you leave?

Could it be that someone was stalking him?

"Sister, did Brother Yuxiao discover us?"

Nangong Feili looked at Ye Shaoxuan beside her in a depressed manner.

"I don't know."

Ye Shaoxuan answered coldly, not caring about this question at all.

"Just miss me."

"oh."

"Princess, what a pity, the prince came here just now, and somehow turned back."

Qian Ning dragged her chin and frowned.

Qiao Jin Youxin was shocked, Prince came here?

Are you here to find her? Yes?

"It seems that the place where the prince went was the palace."

"Palace? Father!"

Qiao Jinyou jumped up, Mo Lingtian was sick! She actually forgot about this.

Qiao Jinyou grabbed her hair in annoyance, but she didn't even go to visit her father.

"Yes, the emperor's illness has not been cured yet, and he is still lying on the dragon's collapse."

"Princess, are you going to see the emperor?"

Chu Xia asked with her head turned around, her long hair covering the wound on her forehead.

"Don't go."

Qiao Jinyou shook her head without hesitation. If she went there, wouldn’t she seem to be eager to see Mo Yuxiao?

"Qiao Jinyou, Qiao Jinyou!"

Nangong Feili appeared in Qiao Jinyou's attic in a strange way, and her tender voice kept calling Qiao Jinyou's name.

Qiao Jinyou turned around like a ghost, looking at Nangong Feili who was constantly waving:

"Why is Princess Zixin so free to visit me?"

"Do you know that Brother Qiao Jinyou Yuxiao is back?"

Nangong Feili winked at Qiao Jinyou, but the smile on her little face did not diminish.

"I know, what are you doing?"

Qiao Jinyou looked at her vigilantly.

Although she promised the baby to recognize her as her godmother, she did not forget that she was still her rival.

"Oh, don't look at me so cautiously. Brother Yuxiao came to find you just now, but I just left for some reason."

Nangong Feili sat opposite Qiao Jinyou with a familiar look, and Ye Shaoxuan in silver clothes was still following behind him.

"Why are you talking about this?"

"Hehe, I just want to see what you react."

Nangong Feili smiled and carefully observed Qiao Jinyou's expression.

It seems that there is no other expression except vigilance. Does Qiao Jinyou like Brother Yu Xiao anymore?

Qiao Jinyou: "…"

Nangong Feili's gaze looked at Qiao Jinyou's protruding belly. It's been seven months since she was still three months away. She could hear the silly "godmother".

"The child will not speak at all when he is born."

Qiao Jinyou saw through Nangong Feili's thoughts and whined.

"Ao! Why do you say it!"
Chapter completed!