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"Ziyu, is this place so beautiful?" Qin Guangzhao got up, approached Mo Xi, and stroked the broken hair on his sideburns for him.

As clever as Mo Xi, the moment he saw Qin Guangzhao here, he knew what tricks he was playing.

"Qin Guangzhao," Mo Xi flicked his hand that was lingering on his face with disgust, "Why bother?"

"Why do you always ask me, you already know it yourself." Qin Guangzhao really wanted to get angry after holding back for so many days.

"Know what." Mo Xi still said coldly, not giving him any face.

"Mo Xi, you!..." Qin Guangzhao wanted to press Mo Xi to the ground and torture him severely at that moment, to see if he dared to speak like that, but he still resisted his urge.Mo Xi had finally found some hope in life, if he oppressed and humiliated him again, maybe the person he loved would lose weight little by little until he disappeared in front of his eyes.

"I just hope you live well and live well." Qin Guangzhao frowned, stared fiercely at Mo Xi for a long time, and only said such an inexplicable sentence.

Mo Xi was prepared to wait for him to get angry, but in the end he said this.

"You... are hypocritical."

Qin Guangzhao glanced at him, turned his head and left without saying anything.

Mo Xi has mixed feelings in his heart, he really really hates this person in front of him, this person ruined his country and family, but looking at his lonely back, Mo Xi understands the feeling of loneliness. When I walked into Xuemei Pavilion, I really longed for someone to accompany me.But who can understand the pain and loneliness of the king?Only the king himself...

After hesitating at the same spot for a while, Mo Xi unexpectedly followed him involuntarily.

Qin Guangzhao was standing on a boulder looking into the distance, Mo Xi climbed up the boulder with difficulty and stopped three feet away from him.

Qin Guangzhao had no expression on his face, whether it was anger or sadness, he couldn't tell.The resolute face reflected in the setting sun gave Mo Xi the illusion of desolation.

This illusion caused Mo Xi to walk towards Qin Guangzhao by accident, and stood side by side with him, looking into the distance without saying a word.

After a long time, Qin Guangzhao muttered to himself:

"It's not easy for me either."

"……I know."

Qin Guangzhao turned his head to look at Mo Xi, his eyes were sharp and obsessive: "I love you."

"..."

Seeing that Mo Xi frowned again, Qin Guangzhao smiled self-deprecatingly, and looked into the distance again: "You can stop yourself from not loving me, but you can't stop me from loving you. Isn't it helpless? Haha, since I If I can love you, why can't you love me, Ziyu."

"You destroyed my country. I want you to regret it, and I want you to pay the price." Mo Xi replied sullenly.

"You hate me, isn't that the price." Qin Guangzhao shook his head helplessly, "This is the biggest price. However, I have never regretted it."

Mo Xi glanced at Qin Guangzhao, but said nothing.

"Is it beautiful here?" Qin Guangzhao looked at the lonely mountain in the distance, the green mountains and the mist, and suddenly asked.

"nice."

"There are still many beautiful places in the world. Forget Jiangnan."

"Why are you so obsessed with making me forget Jiangnan? Jiangnan is my hometown, where my soul returns, and my former home country. How do you make me forget?" Mo Xi looked directly at Qin Guangzhao, his tone suddenly became sharp, "Do you think that the only harm you can do to me is the subjugation of the country? My home is in the south of the Yangtze River, and now I... have no home. I have nothing left."

Qin Guangzhao also looked away from the scenery: "Because you can't go back to the south of the Yangtze River! Why do you still think about the past and ask for trouble! I would rather be greedy for a moment of happiness in my dreams, and feel heartbroken in reality, repeating the same thing over and over again. Reminiscing about pain all over the place? Then use Huang-Lao’s teachings to escape pain?”

Mo Xi suddenly dimmed his gaze: "You don't understand."

"Yes, I don't understand. I really don't understand, but I don't want to see you suffer, I don't want you to lose weight, I just want you to be well, why don't you understand?!" Qin Guangzhao suddenly pinched Mo Xi's chin, Forced him to look up at himself, "This is the love of a king! Who do you think loves you?"

After Qin Guangzhao finished speaking, he approached Mo Xi's face and kissed him fiercely, his actions were a bit rough.

"You think you have nothing? You carry the love of a king!"