Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

Deeper and more exposed, Moze floated by the window of Song Li's room, his golden pupils stared straight at the black-haired boy huddled under the quilt.

As the sky became brighter, Mo Ze's slender figure became more and more prominent, but the guards stood aside respectfully and never spoke.

Moze could see every move of the boy in the room, as well as his snow-white skin. Moze quietly looked at the boy's sleeping face with his arms folded.

The sky was suddenly bright, but Song Li stayed on the bed and didn't want to get up. He slept so late last night that he didn't want to move at all. The bed was too soft, and his sleep was too comfortable. He forgot about his mission and everything, and just wanted to sleep.

The gate of the palace was pushed open, Yisi's tired look was revealed in the eyes of all the guards, his blue eyes lightly scanned the surroundings, and finally fixed on Mo Ze at Song Li's window.

"Magistrate Moze." Iss bent slightly, straightened his waist and looked directly at Moze, "What's the matter with coming to the temple so early?"

"Shh..." Moze raised his index finger and put it on his mouth, falling up and down in front of Iss, "Little Li'er is still sleeping."

"Son of God should be up too. You should go to the temple to practice at this time." Iss looked at Moze's golden pupils and nodded, "I'll wake up Son of God, magister, excuse me."

"Xiao Li'er is tired." Mo Ze stretched out his hand to stop him, his voice was indifferent, and when he thought that the person in front of him was someone Xiao Li'er cared about, his face became even colder.

"Then you should get up and practice." Iss turned to look at Moze, smiled slightly, and said.

"Chief of the Guard Iss, I think your master is tired, you are very incompetent as the Chief of the Guard to wake him up, even more incompetent." Moze's words were nail-biting, which made Iss hesitate.

"Son of God came back very early yesterday." Ice said, looking at Moze's cold eyes without any fear.

"He's tired because of you, Ice!" Mo Ze said coldly, trying to make Liulan see him for Song Li's sake, so as to match them up, for Song Li's sake, to meet the rich and powerful, for his Song Li's sake. The Weiss family was almost caught by Sheng Lan, all because of him.

Mo Ze sneered unwillingly, looking at Yisi's ignorant appearance, he was not worthy of Song Li.

"What did the magister say, and why is it for me? Tell me clearly!" Iss frowned, with doubts and incomprehension in his blue eyes.

"Iss, you're back?" Song Li opened the door with a small white face and squinted his eyes and walked out. Looking at Iss and Moze, most of them woke up after dozing off, looking at Moze, "What are you doing here?"

"Watching you." Moze said sullenly, and withdrew the hand that stopped Iss.

"Shenzi's complexion is not very good." Yisi said worriedly, stepped forward and touched Song Li's forehead, it was very cold, "Shenzi's body hasn't recovered yet?"

Song Li stretched out his almost healed hands, "It still hurts a bit here, and my divine power has been exhausted." Song Li's big black and white eyes made Yisi feel even more guilty.

"Son of God, why don't you rest for a while? I won't go to practice today." Ice looked at Song Li's well-articulated hands, the dark purple scabs were half off, revealing pink and tender red flesh, which attracted people's affection.

"You haven't applied medicine to your hands today." Mo Ze took the lead in stepping forward to hold Song Li's wrist, his eyes were firm and he could not refuse.

Yi Si stared blankly at Mo Ze's hand holding Song Li's wrist, looked at Song Li's pajamas, and then said, "Son of God, wash up first, change your clothes, and then apply medicine."

Song Li withdrew his hand and looked at Mo Ze, "Why don't you leave! You are a teacher and you have to teach today."

"Liu Lan will be in the temple today, so I don't need to worry about it. I should worry about you at the moment." Mo Ze said with ambiguous words and a gentle voice. Looking at Song Li's pale face, he knew that it was the damage caused by retrospective time yesterday. Yi Si and Liu Lan became even more prejudiced.

Iss frowned and looked at the concern in Moze's eyes, feeling a little weird in his heart, but he didn't think too much about it, "The magister has been here for a long time."

Mo Ze nodded slightly, looked at Song Li, "I didn't leave, I'll keep you."

Song Li lowered his head and didn't look into Mo Ze's eyes, "You don't have to guard." Mo Ze's eyes were so soft that he unconsciously thought of Bai Yuchen.

"You have drawn out a lot of divine power during the sacrificial ceremony. I am afraid that the undead will hold a grudge. I am afraid that he will cause trouble for you." Moze glanced at Iss, "He is not here, so I can only guard you."

His eyes were filled with guilt after hearing this, "I'm sorry Son of God, I didn't think carefully."

"It's okay, don't listen to his nonsense, Ice, you can order someone to prepare breakfast, and tell me about Arthur later." Song Li said looking at Ice's exhausted appearance.

Iss nodded, glanced at Moze, and went down to get ready.

"Little Li'er, you can ask me anything you want to know." Mo Ze followed Song Li and entered Song Li's bedroom.

Song Li didn't say a word, and took off his shirt silently with his back to Mo Ze. Mo Ze closed his mouth, his eyes looked closely at Song Li's fair upper body, his eyes slipped to Song Li's neck, a transparent white silk thread Close to the neck, the closest distance, it wasn't there when I bathed him yesterday.

Mo Ze pursed his lips, turned into a cloud of mist and appeared in front of Song Li, holding the back of Song Li's neck with his cold hands, and pinching the ring hanging around Song Li's neck with one hand.

Song Li subconsciously pushed Mo Ze, but his neck hurt from being strangled by the silk thread. He frowned and looked at Mo Ze, "What are you doing!"

"Where did this thing come from?" Mo Ze's face was gloomy, and he stroked the back of Song Li's neck lightly with his fingers, causing Song Li to stand up with goosebumps all over his body.

Song Li looked down at the ring in Mo Ze's hand, then raised his head indifferently, "What does it have to do with you!"

"Of course it matters!" Moze tried to crush the ring with his fingers, "You are mine, no matter whose ring it is, you can't wear it!"

Song Li smiled sarcastically, Bai Yuchen, the fragment of the previous world, tried his best to put the ring on him, but Mo Ze, the fragment of this world, wanted to destroy the ring, which is really ridiculous.

In his impression, his peers behaved like a gentleman, and often helped him, but how did he know that his fragments were so perverted that they wanted to fuck him one by one.

Sure enough, what the Lord God said was right, Song Li looked at Mo Ze's mask, "Teacher, a person like you who dare not show his face, why should he say that I belong to you?"

Mo Ze's golden pupils swept across Song Li, and the seemingly ordinary ring in his hand was still intact, it had not been shaped or destroyed by him at all, "Who gave this to you?"

Song Li pushed him away, picked up the clothes on the hanger at the side and began to put them on, and said in a flat voice, "You will never see him in your life."

"Tell me where he is, and I'll look for it." Mo Ze's golden eyes were fixed on Song Li with persistence.

"It's far in the future." Song Li turned his head and smiled at Mo Ze, alienated and indifferent, put on his clothes and pushed Mo Ze, who was thinking, out of the bedroom.

"Master, master, Demon King Ze is going crazy, I feel a huge mental shock." Xiao Yande subtitled Song Li's feet and touched his aching neck.

"Let him go crazy, it has nothing to do with me, what does it have to do with me." Song Li walked to the dining table with calm eyes, and smiled when he saw Yi Si.

"The magister is gone?" Iss glanced at Song Li, put down the plate in his hand, and Moze came out of the bedroom before he could finish his sentence, looked at Iss with cold eyes, and left in a cloud of demonic energy here.

Song Li didn't even raise his eyes. He never liked people who forced him, Bai Yuchen did, and Mo Ze did, even if they had helped him.

"Ice, you can eat too, you've been busy all night." Song Li looked up at Ice, stood up and took his hand and pushed him onto the stool.

Yi Si opened his mouth and said nothing of rejection.

After finishing the meal in silence for a while, when the guards cleared the table, Song Li asked Yisi, "Did Yase really steal that too?"

"I'm afraid not." Yisi shook his head, looking hesitant, "But one thing is certain, Arthur went to the temple the night before, and he also had the idea of ​​stealing it, but it was gone at that time."

"You mean, before Yaser became evil, someone had already acted and framed Yaser?" Song Li squeezed his fingers, thinking about who would steal there and frame Yaser.

"It must have appeared among the sons of gods. His attack kills two birds with one stone. If it weren't for the son of gods, you have the blessing of the God of Light. I am afraid that because of your fault, you can make the tsar angry. At that time, the person who stole it would not matter. "Is said the guess.

"Is, you weren't punished." Is was the chief guard of the temple, which was also lost in the temple, and Is was also partly responsible. Wouldn't the Tsar use this to punish Is?After all, the tsar seen back in time yesterday was not as kind as he appeared on the surface.

"No." Yisi shook his head, "I'm just looking for the thief who stole the money, maybe there won't be any results so soon."

"It doesn't matter, the thief can look for it slowly, as long as you are not punished." Song Li sighed, looked at Yisi, and said solemnly: "Iss, I want to tell you something, I saw it with my own eyes. See."

Yisi unconsciously looked at Song Li solemnly, "Son of God, please tell me."

"I found out that your aunt was not murdered by Patriarch Weiss, but the Czar." Song Li told Is exactly what he saw, and looked at Is in deep thought after speaking, and then He added, "I think things may not be that simple. After your aunt went back, something must have happened again, but it was definitely not the work of Patriarch Weiss."

"Maybe, Son of God, I'll go down and rest first." Iss bowed solemnly and left the hall.

Song Li looked up at Yi Si's back, hoping that this would enable Yi Si to find the truth for his aunt and avenge his aunt. His aunt is really a very gentle and strong person.

Time passed like water, and Moze hadn't appeared in the temple since that day, as if he had given up, not showing up anymore.

Song Li was still slightly disappointed, looked at the orange-red sunset, shook his head with a smile, and entered the hall.

Either way, it’s okay to give up.

The author has something to say: ps: I ordered takeaway today, and after waiting for more than an hour, the author has starved to death in bed