Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

If the form changes, will the taste also change?

Si Mo shook his head with a hint of regret. It seemed that Benben would not be able to enjoy the delicacies of this ancient dynasty.

Think about those: spicy shrimp and eel soup, whitebait jerky, eight-grain goose and duck, water shield and salt, raw silk Jiangyao, wine-roasted clams, naixiang box crab...

"Does this hurt?"

Just as he was thinking about something else, Xiao Su suddenly spoke and Si Mo came back to his senses. He let out a cry and found that his legs were placed on Xiao Su's knees, and the pair of bony hands were resting on his ankles, fiddling with them carefully.

"It hurts." Si Mo lied seriously.

The bells on the ankles rang sporadically as the car swayed. In the spacious carriage, there were only two slightly disordered breathing sounds, and a strange atmosphere filled the air.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me." Si Mo lowered his head and bit his lips. When he raised his eyes, there was a hint of trepidation in his eyes, but he pretended to be strong: "How does Your Majesty want to deal with me?"

They knew in their hearts that Si Mo was a Beilin citizen and should not be in the capital city. Hiding hostages was also a serious crime.

As a prisoner lost by the government, the best way to deal with him is to hand him over to the Northern Pacification Office for custody. Maybe Xiao Su will even receive some reward.

"Your Majesty will receive the news soon, Your Majesty, please..."

Xiao Su interrupted Si Mo impatiently: "Will this king be afraid of him?"

In the dark, Si Mo's mouth curled up. He was indeed deliberately provoking Xiao Su's weakness, taking advantage of the fact that he and Jun Yuancheng had always been at odds with each other.

As if frightened, Si Mo shrank back with trembling hands, pursed his lips and dared not look at Xiao Su.

He tried to pull his ankle back, but his calf was restrained by an irresistible force.

Seeing the boy's reaction, Xiao Su softened his tone unconsciously: "These are not what you should think about."

It was a rare occasion for him to act on impulse, and he didn't have time to think about why he cared so much about a captive hostage, but Xiao Su never did anything that would make him regret. At least that was the case now.

He wanted to take Si Mo back to heal his wounds.

"What is your name?"

"…Si Mo."

"Conservative Mo?"

Si Mo shook his head, grabbed Xiao Su's wrist and opened his palm. His index finger swept across like a breeze, and he wrote his own word stroke by stroke: "This is it."

After writing, he put Xiao Su's hand back intact, looking timid.

Xiao Su was stunned for a moment, then clenched his left hand suddenly. The touch on his palm was like a tin feather brushing past. It was so itchy that it made his heart itch.

Halfway through the journey, there was silence in the car.

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The carriage finally stopped in front of the Regent's Palace. Xiao Su got off first. He wanted to help Si Mo, but he saw that he had difficulty walking even half a step. In the end, he had no choice but to let him carry the man into the palace. Everyone up and down saw it, but no one dared to say a word when Xiao Su was there.

Si Mo was put on the bed, with his injured part exposed to the air. His ankle was raised a whole circle, and the redness and swelling looked shocking.

But it only looked scary, it was just a trick created by Si Mo using his divine power. In fact, the person was fine.

The voice of Benben in the sea of ​​consciousness was intermittent, [Master, you are so scheming??? (chew chew chew)]

Si Mo grabbed Benben's ears and lifted him up with disdain:

Are you too bold? If you say that, I will take away all your food!

That's right, as a fox who thought he doted on his cub, Si Mo used his divine power to move all the cabbages and radishes in the cart to his sea of ​​consciousness, leaving only an empty cart and an ingot of silver for the owner.

The money was enough to buy several carts of vegetables for the stall owner, but Si Mo didn't feel any pain. It might be because he was used to squandering in the previous dimension and his personality was spoiled. Song Zhuochen didn't lie to him, and the money he earned was indeed enough for Si Mo to use for a lifetime.

...

When applying medicine to Si Mo, Xiao Su looked extremely serious. He got so nervous when Si Mo hissed that he broke out in a sweat in a short while.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Shen Yue just came back and saw this scene, and his eyes widened instantly.

His butt still hurts and he walks with a limp.

But this is not important, what is important is when has his prince ever done such a thing for others???

He must have been bewitched by those evil ways, he must have been!

Shen Yue looked at Si Mo with a resentful look in his eyes.