Quickly wear: There are always those who are not afraid of death and want to torture me

After Fulian said this, he retreated from Shanruliu.

The door closed, leaving Mo Qin standing alone in the shadows.

He let out a long sigh, knowing that the people Cui Yuzhen sent to guard him could set up a dragnet, and he, a person who didn't know martial arts, wouldn't be able to escape.

At night, Mo Qin was sitting on the couch beside the bed reading a book.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door.

With a respectful "See Your Highness", the door opened.

A man with a cold and handsome face walked in. He was dressed in a mysterious robe. His long boots made a clear "click" sound on the wooden floor, and his steps were steady and neat.

Cui Yuzhen must have just rushed over from the military camp. He had not changed into his military uniform, and there was an icy and chilling chill wrapped around him, adding an icy coldness to his already indifferent face, which was intimidating.

He casually took off his robe and put it on the shelf. He glanced at Mo Qin from a distance and said in a calm tone, "I'm going to take a shower first."

Then he turned around and went to the back.

Mo Qin closed the book, his eyes rolled around a few times, and he made a calculation in his mind.

Cui Yuzhen waved his servants away, took off his middle coat and walked into the hot spring.

He half leaned against the edge of the pool, his eyelids slightly closed.

At this time, a burst of light footsteps came from not far away.After thinking for a few breaths, he already guessed the intention of the visitor.

His eyelids moved slightly, but he finally fell into silence.

After a rustling sound of cloth, someone walked into the pool, causing a soft sound of water.

Cui Yuzhen opened her eyes and saw Mo Qin's naked white upper body, and his arms carved from white jade flicking in the water.

"Do you mind if I wash it with you?" A slight smile appeared on Mo Qin's face.The hot steam from the hot spring made his face turn crimson, making him look like a pure and beautiful little god.

He knew that neither Cui Yuzhen nor Cui Yuanjue could resist his appearance, just like before.

Sure enough, Cui Yuzhen chuckled for some reason and waved to Mo Qin.When the person comes to you, you take him into your arms.

Mo Qin obediently sat on his lap, turned his face and looked at him with affectionate eyes.It was as if they were still in the East Palace, as close as they were a year ago.

Mo Qin's lips curved into an extremely charming smile, and he raised his head and kissed the man gently on the lips.

Cui Yuzhen's expression suddenly became a little unfathomable. He said coldly: "We haven't seen each other for a year, but I have learned a lot of tricks. Was it trained by my father?"

After Mo Qin heard this, he immediately lost interest.She pushed him away and leaned against the pool, her lips pursed into a straight line, which meant that he was unhappy with what the man said.

"You dare to directly steal people from your father. What's the point of saying so bitterly? I thought you wouldn't care about this." He muttered angrily, "Besides, what kind of virtues do you have that I don't know? Rather than that. If I am forced by you, it is better for me to take the initiative myself. If you are well served, you can give me more freedom."

Hearing him reveal his true thoughts without hesitation, Cui Yuzhen felt sad.

He looked deeply at Mo Qin, his eyes filled with emotions that even he couldn't understand.It seems like resentment, like hatred, like love, and it also seems like an obsession.

Finally, as if giving up resistance, he put his arms around Mo Qin's waist and brought him to him.

Kissed that mouth that I love and hate.

After a long kiss, Cui Yuzhen let him go.

His eyes are focused and serious, with a stubbornness that cannot be ignored:

"Mo Qin, let me tell you, don't think about escaping. In short, when you go back, you will either be involved in a harem fight, just like the assassin sent by the Queen Mother to assassinate you last time. Or you will become Cui Qiu again, fighting for power, and you can be killed at any time. A tool of sacrifice. It’s better to stay here alone.”

"It's very safe here. Neither Father nor Cui Qiu can find it that easily."

"From today on, this is the golden cage where you are imprisoned. The people who killed Shiba will monitor and protect you for twelve hours. Don't think about running away and asking for help. If you are really bored, you can even beat me and scold me to confront me, Gu Ye I will never punish you. I promise."

Mo Qin looked at him with wide eyes, as if he was frightened by the madness in his words.

Before the young man could react, the man stepped forward again, holding Mo Qin's head and nibbling on his neck.

The impatience and manic energy made it difficult for Mo Qin to adapt to it, and he weakly pushed away the opponent's strong arms.

After everything was over, Mo Qin lay on the bed and entered the post-mortem sage mode.

Turning his eyes and looking to the side, he saw that the man beside him had fallen into a light sleep, with his strong chest and most of his tight abdominal muscles exposed, and his breathing was long and steady.

The once fair skin color has turned slightly darker, which is the result of the combination of the northwest sand and gravel sky and the north wind.

A year's military career has turned His Royal Highness, who was once a noble son of Zhilan Yushu, into an iron-clad soldier.

His appearance remains unchanged, but his temperament and figure give people a sense of awe.

Time makes everyone grow.Cui Yuzhen is like this, Cui Qiu is like this, and Mo Qin is like this.

In the quiet night, you can't hear the chirping of birds and crickets in the capital, only the horn of the night owl in the frontier fortress continues all night long in the north wind.

After that night, the relationship between Mo Qin and Cui Yuzhen neither became closer nor further apart, but the relationship between a pair of ordinary canaries and their financial sponsors.

During the day, Mo Qin did some things of his own in the courtyard, embroidering some samples and making flower arrangements.Occasionally, I would climb up the wall to see the scenery of the frontier fortress outside the Jiangnan Walled Courtyard.There is quite a sense of leisure and indifference of "taking it as it comes".

At night, I would wash myself off and stay in bed waiting for Cui Yuzhen to come.Sometimes we have to wait until Haishi, but no matter how late it is, the prince will definitely come.

The two of them are the type who don't talk much about each other, but fortunately they still fit in perfectly physically.It was always late at night, after all the fun, before retreating.

The days passed by.

In the depth of winter, due to the flow of hot spring water for irrigation, even if it snows heavily outside, the courtyard is still full of life.

Mo Qin added a few more clothes, sat on a small stool in the courtyard, and mended a large cloak stitch by stitch. Cui Yuzhen brought it back yesterday and said that if Mo Qin didn't mend it for him, he would use the clothes in Longyang's picture album. The method is to torture him to death.

So, in order to be able to sit still in the future, Mo Qin could only start to mend his clothes while cursing.

This kind of thing gradually happened more and more, and later even if Cui Yuzhen didn't threaten him, Mo Qin would spontaneously sew for him.

When the sky is dark, an oil lamp is lit, and the candlelight reflects the young man's beautiful and eerie face, but it looks gentle and affectionate against the orange light.

What Cui Yuzhen saw when he returned from abroad was such a scene, and the softness in his heart was touched.In order to praise him, I will use the new self-taught moves that night to give him another kind of bliss.

The two rarely talked about political affairs, and Cui Yuzhen would not mention the recent movements of the two people in the capital.There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two of them, filtering out all the unpleasant topics and talking about trivial matters.

Cui Yuzhen rarely doesn't come back for a day.Unless he was injured, he didn't want Mo Qin to smell blood.

The scars on his body are slowly increasing.While on the bed, Mo Qin specially picked at the scar and made it hard.The slight pain and itching were the greatest revenge he brought to Cui Yuzhen.

They seemed to be really an old couple from the capital.The man is working hard in the war, and the wife is doing some housework in the carefully built greenhouse, waiting for her husband to return.

Several times late at night, Mo Qin sat at the table and embroidered something, feeling a little uneasy about why Cui Yuzhen came back so late today.

It seemed as if Mo Qin gradually fell into the drama and became one with the character.One day, the system couldn't help but remind it: "Host, don't forget the main mission. You didn't come to this world to live, you came to this world to let the world's male protagonist become the emperor."

Mo Qin broke away from his character and said impatiently: "I'm walking right now! It will be useful later. Talk less and watch more. Don't make silly comparisons that will affect my acting performance."

The system was immediately silent, and only said inwardly: I think you are almost filing a lawsuit with the male co-star. Are you really following the plot?