Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1038

"A hard nut won't taste sweet, so I won't. My lord, just give me some silver, and I'll pack up my things and disappear." Ai Lin smiled at Mu Jin.

She clearly knew that the more she wanted to leave, the more Mu Jin would not let her go.

"Even if I let you go, this king should be sending you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Mu Jin walked towards Ai Lin step by step, with each step bringing about a majestic aura, his low and hoa.r.s.e voice revealed a trace of coldness.

Ai Lin looked at Mu Jin who was walking towards her, and she kept telling herself that this was the first time Mu Jin knew her, so she would naturally not be as tolerant, as gentle as she was in her dreams.

He could not anger him, could not anger him, and even more so, could not provoke him. After all, he was currently playing the role of Yun Xie.

"Then wouldn't I become the first w.a.n.gfei to have her marriage annulled by the Evil King?" Ai Lin held back the smile on his face, and said while blinking his eyes.

As they spoke, Mu Jin had already walked in front of Ai Lin. The faint and faint fragrance of his body completely surrounded Ai Lin as he looked at Ai Lin with a pair of pitch-black, distant eyes.

The powerful aura emitted from Mu Jin's bones caused even his breathing to become stifling.

That kind of feeling wasn't scary at all. Instead, it made Ai Lin feel like a senior who had been secretly in love with her, walking in front of her, and making her blush and heartbeat.

Abruptly, Mu Jin's jade-like finger gently hooked up to Ai Lin's cheek, forcing Ai Lin to raise her head to look at him. That pair of jet-black eyes were really very similar to Ju'er's.

Every time he looked at those eyes, he couldn't help but think of Ju'er, but the owner of those eyes wasn't Ju'er.

Although the pair of eyes were clear and clean, one could tell that there was a story within them.

Mu Jin gently pinched Ai Lin's face, that skin that was as exquisite as snow, was extremely real, it did not look like it was worn with a disguise.

This woman was indeed the one he had saved last night.

His mind was thrown into a mess of contradictions. He was willing to believe it, but at the same time, he could not believe it.

"Prince, you won't send me back, right?" Ai Lin rolled his eyes, which carried a hint of attractiveness and cuteness, and carefully reached out his hand to hold Mu Jin's hand that was pinching his own face.

This caused Mu Jin's heart to fiercely tremble for a moment. It was as if that single glance from Ai Lin had hooked the heart string that had been sealed in the bottom of his heart for a very long time, and touched his heart for a long time.

Ai Lin's small hand was soft and gentle, but because she had been bullied all year, her hand was still slightly rough due to the small wounds on it. There was even a thin layer of calluses on her abdomen, although it was not as delicate and tender as the hands of the previous consorts.

But he liked these slightly rough but small and cute hands even more.

He felt so real.

The small wounds and calluses on his hands were not formed overnight, and Wei Yuanwei's weak and long term malnourished body was not formed within a month.

Therefore, she was really her. No one pretended to be Wei Yuanwei, but her eyes did not seem to have been humiliated for a long time. Instead, they were filled with wisdom.

"You want to be this king's Fifth Princess, and also be the last. Do you have that confidence?" Mu Jin's pitch-black eyes lightly landed on the hand Ai Lin was holding him in. His eyes were somewhat hot, but his tone still carried an incomparable coldness.

Ai Lin looked at Mu Jin very seriously. In her dreams, she had known all too well about Mu Jin.

So when Mu Jin asked that question, although her tone looked cold and terrifying, it was already giving her a chance to prove it.

Ai Lin smiled with absolute confidence and charm once again. "That's right, I will definitely be your last w.a.n.gfei, and from now on …"

Ai Lin intentionally kept them in suspense, before saying in a slightly embarra.s.sed tone, "In my dream, I dreamed that we would have three children, two males and one female!"

Ai Lin's words were true and her expression was extremely serious. If someone did not know what she meant, they would think that she was just an innocent girl.

Mu Jin was also thinking the same way. He purely believed that it was because of that dream that Ai Lin unintentionally had that led Ai Lin to make such a move.

But why would Ai Lin dream of him for no reason?

Wasn't this too much of a coincidence? Could it be that the Ju'er who had been dead for so many years couldn't bear to see him alone, and specially found a girl who had eyes similar to hers to come to his side?

Protect him for her? Accompany him?

"What else did you dream of?" The arm that Mu Jin used suddenly touched the OP's waist, causing the distance between the two of them to increase even more.

It was as if as long as Mu Jin lowered his head, he could kiss Ai Lin's captivating red lips.

Ai Lin breathed on Mu Jin's face, his aura seeming like an orchid.

"Be careful of your wounds …" The moment he was suddenly hugged by Mu Jin, Ai Lin's first reaction was still Mu Jin's injuries, as though he did not care about Mu Jin's intimacy at all.

Even if she could not speak, she still cared about his palm that was accidentally cut by the blade. Even though it was just a layer of skin, Ju'er was still pointing at his palm, as if asking him how he did it. Does it hurt?

Only someone who truly cared for him would care so much about him!

"This King even used a sword to kill the a.s.sa.s.sin last night, so what's the harm in hugging you today?" Mu Jin said in a low and hoa.r.s.e voice next to Ai Lin's ear, as though there was some kind of magic involved in it, causing Ai Lin's body to go numb from head to toe.

"No, your wound has just been treated. You need to recuperate and be careful not to move. Otherwise, it will affect your wound's healing. Fortunately, this wound didn't injure your muscles or bones, otherwise …" Ai Lin explained to Mu Jin, and before he finished, he answered in a long voice.

"This King can't hold a sword with his hand."

"Therefore, you must take good care of yourself. It's best if you don't move your hand!" Ai Lin lowered her gaze, and Mu Jin's serene and deep gaze directly fell upon Ai Lin's face. It was unknown whether it was due to the effects of the alcohol or the thin layer of skin, but her face unconsciously flushed red.

The bigger the charm, the cuter it was. The red wedding gown, when reflected in the light, added a certain charm to it.

"Not moving? Then how can This King hug you? " These words caused Ai Lin's face to turn even redder.

The shyness that swiftly flashed past her eyes was naturally caught completely by Mu Jin.

Some feelings were naturally revealed, and that natural feeling couldn't be feigned no matter what.

"You can change hands?" If it was any other girl, she would have buried her head in embarra.s.sment. Her face was like the rising sun, unable to say a single word, but Ai Lin was different.

When the Mu Jin under the silver mask heard these words, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

After that, he bent down slightly and hugged Ai Lin up by the waist, and said teasingly: "This king is talking about this kind of hug."

"Sigh …" Ai Lin immediately wrapped his arms around Mu Jin's neck, trying to reduce the strength of his hands so that he wouldn't affect the wound on his shoulder with his weight. He almost shouted out the name Mu Jin.

Ai Lin didn't know how Mu Jin would react if she called out the two words "Mu Jin".

Mu Jin carried Ai Lin onto the bed and lifted up his hair. Just as he was about to press it down, Ai Lin immediately stopped her movements, her face full of worry: "Let me see if your wounds are bleeding."

Mu Jin, seriously, why didn't he listen? If the wound gets infected, it's going to be a big problem,

In ancient times, there weren't any antibiotics or anti-inflammatory drugs.

Fortunately, Mu Jin had a Life Xiao Spirit Bead, which had a healing effect on his injuries.

However, she had to think of a way to take out the Life Xiao Spirit Bead from Mu Jin's body. If he fell into the water one day and accidentally opened the whirlpool's door, when he returned to the underworld clan, what would she do?

Ai Lin's words of concern were actually much more pleasing to the ear than the sweet words of some women.

The simpler the words were, the softer Mu Jin's heart became.

He grabbed Ai Lin's hand without a care and pressed her body down onto the bed.

"We've already shared a cup of wine. It's time for us to get married. A moment of spring snack is worth a thousand gold!" Mu Jin laughed sinisterly.

It wasn't that Ai Lin was unwilling, it was just that Mu Jin's wound was really unsuitable.

"Your Highness... You can't. How about this, I'll help you change your clothes and wash up? " Ai Lin frowned slightly.

In fact, she was very clear that Mu Jin would not listen to her advice.

Since he was interested in her now, he definitely wouldn't let her off so easily.

"Wait until after the cave is done, wait on This King to get dressed and wash up." Mu Jin's body allowance was placed on Ai Lin's body as he spoke in an ambiguous tone beside Ai Lin's ear. The warm feeling that came out of his mouth onto Ai Lin's face, along with the refreshing aroma of alcohol mixed with an ambiguous factor, directly entered Ai Lin's nose and breath.

When Ai Lin felt a chill in front of him, her tipsy mind immediately sobered up. She immediately grabbed Mu Jin's hand and looked at Mu Jin with a pleading and concerned expression.

However, Mu Jin only raised his head slightly, his lips as calm as water reflected his scarlet red, ripping apart Ai Lin's tender earlobes: "On the second day, good luck woman will come in to see if there is any blush on the bed. If not, do you know what the consequences would be?"

Ai Lin was stunned. That's right, in the dream, she was sick, and Xuan Li even called for the imperial physician in the middle of the night.

But the good luck woman outside was probably still guarding outside. She and Mu Jin were in the same room alone, if the second day did not bring red, then she would be in deep trouble.