Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Huangnian was shot by Sheng Feng at that time, dragged out by those Miao people and thrown to the side of the mass grave. It was Duan Qingyi who was passing by to collect herbs on the mountain and found that he was still alive and saved him.

After he was shot, his health was not good. Duan Qingyi spent all his meager savings, even sold the gold bracelet left by his grandfather to buy medicine, decocted medicine for him every day, and took care of him.

In order for him to eat nutritious food to replenish his body, Tsing Yi would apply to help in the kitchen every few days. Later, Mo Huangnian found out that the kitchen was full of distorted old ladies who had been trapped in the Qinjiabao all their lives, and would molested them. A handsome male slave, but Tsing Yi endured it for him.

There are too many things like this, Mo Huangnian can't finish it, he knows that he still owes Duan Tsingyi a lot.

How kind Duan Qingyi was to him when he was alive, how cruel he was to Qin Manman after Duan Qingyi died.

He thought, probably because of guilt, the woman his brother loves likes him, and he doesn't even know where he stands to face Qin Manman, so only when his attitude towards her is indifferent and disgusting can he feel better .

It's just that he doesn't know when this idea gradually deteriorated. He wanted to ask for more, even wanted to ask for happiness and wanted to keep her love. Once he really felt a little bit of happiness, a deeper sense of burden followed... Endless Struggling and struggling.

Whose fault was it? Mo Huangnian stood by the window and looked at the endless night sky. He closed his eyes and thought lightly, could it be that he really did something wrong?

The door was knocked suddenly, with a creak, a small head poked in, but his eyes were closed, "Brother Mo, are you asleep?"

When Mo Huangnian came back to his senses, the girl's pink face came into view. His heart missed a beat, and before he had time to think about it, he stepped over, "Manman, I didn't sleep."

"Then I'm in."

Only then did Qin Manman open his eyes, walked in and put the tray in his hand on the wooden table.

She poked her little finger and said, "Well... I don't think you ate anything for dinner, maybe you're not used to it. After all, your cooking is so delicious..."

"No, I like it very much." Mo Huangnian stared at her, as if someone who had been deprived of oxygen for a long time was supplementing oxygen, cautious and greedy, and his tone was extremely gentle, "So Manman is afraid that I will be hungry, so I give it to her." Did I bring a supper?"

"This is not supper, it's hot milk." Qin Manman lifted the wooden cup with the lid on the tray, and the thick milky fragrance wafted out, "I drink a glass of milk every day before going to bed, otherwise I won't be able to sleep, so Let you try it too."

Mo Huangnian's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, as if illuminated by the sun, he immediately reached out to pick up the wooden cup, and took a sip carefully.

The extremely familiar taste of milk spread on the tip of his tongue, and even his heart trembled. He hadn't tasted this taste in 18 years.

The hand holding the wooden cup tightened, and he was a little reluctant to take a second sip.

Qin Manman blinked his big eyes and looked at him expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious," Mo Huangnian said with a low smile, "it's the best milk I've ever had in my life."

Manman frowned, "I also think it's very delicious, I'll ask brother Tsing Yi to make it for you tomorrow night~"

The smile on the corner of Mo Huangnian's mouth froze, and he raised his head to look at her stiffly, "Didn't you make the milk?"

Man Man shook his head, and said proudly, "It's not me, it's my Tsing Yi brother who made it. He will add some petals of small flowers from the mountain to it. It's an exclusive recipe, and it's very delicious!"