Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

Yisi left quickly, and before Song Li could ask Moze when he would be back, he had already disappeared with the plate.

Song Li lay idly on the bed, looking at the light-colored patterns carved on the ceiling, his thoughts drifted unconsciously to the first meeting with Mo Ze.

At that time, he had just arrived in this world, and the most mysterious person he saw was Moze. Moze was wearing a black suit and a silver mask exuding a cold texture, giving people a sense of distance that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

Why now, the relationship between the two is so unclear, Song Li couldn't figure it out, closed his eyes and contacted Xiao Yan through radio waves, but in an instant Xiao Yan broke through the barrier and hit Song Li from the air.

"Master, didn't you kill yourself?"

Song Li pinched Xiao Yan's neck calmly, "If I die, you have to be buried with me, I don't want that."

Xiao Yan was silent for a while, "Master, you have become bad."

Song Li looked at the subtitles in front of him, "Tell me, why does his soul fragment look so different from that person?"

Xiao Yan: "Maybe it has mutated?"

Song Li patted Xiaoyan's head helplessly, "Xiaoyan, check Moze's health for me."

"Drip - Moze's health is 99%."

He was fine, Song Li was inexplicably relieved, and then began to think deeply, since he was fine in the palace, why didn't he come to him?

"Why do you think people are looking for you?" Xiao Yan secretly peeped into Song Li's heart and complained.

That's right, he has no obligation to come to me, Song Li was stupid again.

Xiao Yan chuckled, such an awkward Song Li was indeed his master, how could he give it to another man so cheaply.

"Xiao Yan, what's the relationship between Yi Si and Liu Lan?" Song Li thought of something serious.

"It tends to the center, but there is a small pimple blocking it. It seems that the master still wants to let the two of them understand what happened back then."

"But I don't have any proof, and this involves two families, even the Tsar." Song Li looked at Xiao Yan in distress, and understood why Mo Ze blocked him at the beginning, but the more he understood, the more awkward he felt, and the more he wanted to Hurry up and get the job done.

Song Li touched the ring hanging around his neck, it was plain and ordinary, but after he passed through the first world, he followed him to the source of thousands of worlds, and it became his belongings.

It was put on by Bai Yuchen for him. Chu Musheng touched the ring, felt the beating of his heart, and shook his head slightly, "Xiao Yan."

"Master, isn't Moze helping you? As long as the Nuo family knows the real cause of Nuoya's death, the two of them will naturally fall into place."

"However, what can we do if the czar acts as a hindrance?" Song Li thought of the tsar, Sheng Lan and Nuoya, it was the tsar's jealousy that caused the tragedy.

"But as long as they are connected in spirit and together, your task, master, will be completed, and everything after that will have nothing to do with you."

"But Xiao Yan, Ice is really good, like a big brother."

Xiao Yan was silent, and then heard Song Li sigh, "I was the one who warned Chen Weizhi not to care about the people in the world, but in the face of such pure caring, I still soften my heart."

"Master, if it wasn't for the resurrection of that person, with your energy, you should have been as leisurely and carefree as the main god. Why should you take care of so much?"

"Everything has a cause and effect. He saved me. It's only natural for me to save him." Song Li smiled calmly. As long as he doesn't get stuck, he won't have an accident, and he won't get stuck.

"Understood, Master, I will do my best to support you in whatever role you want, so Master, don't be discouraged, because I will always be by your side."

Song Li felt warm in his heart, touched the system that had accompanied him for hundreds of years, and his eyes became more firm in his goal, which was to revive that person, help Xiaoyan shape his body, and take Xiaoyan to roam freely in the three thousand worlds.

Unknowingly, the night fell, and everything was silent, Song Li closed his mouth and slammed his mouth all night, hugged Xiaoyan and nestled into the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning Song Li was woken up by the footsteps of a large group of people. He half sat up with his long black hair hanging behind him, giving him a lazy and elegant feeling.

Slightly raised his eyes to look at a row of people standing around, glanced suspiciously at the trays in their hands, and looked towards the door, Yisi also walked to Song Li's bedside with a tray.

"What's the matter Yisi?" Song Li counted, one, two, three, four, five, five people plus Yisi's six people, all holding various things in their hands.

There was the sound of leather boots stomping on the ground at the door. Nuo Changwei, whom I saw yesterday, walked in with joy on his face, and when he saw Song Li, his eyes were filled with joy and admiration.

"General Nuo, what's going on?" Song Li looked as if the emperor bestowed treasures on important ministers, but he didn't do anything, which was too strange.

"Son, your name is Song Li, isn't it?" Nuo Changwei asked.

Song Li nodded, still looking at Changwei in confusion.

"Are you an orphan? You lived in a slum since you were a child? You still have a glazed bead in your hand." Changwei choked up a little in his words, and looked at Song Li's face more kindly.

"Yes, Song Li has been alone since he was a child, only Liulizhu has been with him." Song Li looked at Yisi and said it in detail. Song Li guessed in his heart what Changwei was going to do. Could it be that the parents of the previous master were Nuo Changwei?

Sure enough, as soon as Song Li said it, Changwei's eyes filled with tears, "Nuoya, I finally found your only child!"

Waiting for the amount of information in this sentence is a bit too much, Song Li looked at Yisi, then at Changwei, "General Nuo, what did you just say?"

Changwei looked at Song Li's surprised look, stepped forward and held his hand, and looked at Song Li with a choked voice, "My child, you are my sister's only son. I have been looking for you for so many years and finally found you."

"General Nuo, I don't understand." Song Li withdrew his hand and looked at Changwei's face that was almost weeping in surprise. He was very handsome. Even with the wind and frost on the cloth, he could still feel the handsomeness of his youth.

Chang Wei stared blankly at Song Li, and Yisi hurried forward, "Father, you're talking too fast, I'll talk to Son of God."

Changwei nodded and looked at Song Li's guarded look, "Okay, talk to Li'er." He said and walked out of the bedroom.

Song Li looked at Yi Si, "Is, what's going on?"

"I have to start from the beginning...that's how things are." Ice finished his explanation, looked at Song Li's hesitation, and patted him on the back, "You are my younger brother, you are my aunt's only son, you know ?"

Song Li understood that the Tsar had promised Nuoya to give birth to a child, but an accident happened when Nuoya gave birth to the child. The next day, the child was taken away and has never been seen since. The glazed beads brought to him.

Liulizhu recognized the master and accompanied Nuoya and Song Li since childhood, so General Nuo saw Song Li's and Nuoya's similar faces that day, so he began to investigate.

After such an investigation, Song Li's various information was consistent with the information of Nuoya's lost child, not to mention that Song Li was holding a glass bead since he was a child, which further confirmed his identity.

"Iss, let me think about it." Song Li looked at Iss' worried face and sighed, "I will figure it out, Iss, you want them to withdraw."

Iss nodded, told them to put their things away, and exited the room.

Song Li rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and went straight to a notebook, the parchment without the cover, some old parchment.

A gust of wind blew from the window sill, Song Li covered his eyes with his sleeves, and his whole body was embraced by ice cubes, Song Li subconsciously bent his arms and pushed back, thinking that it would not work, but forcibly hit the person behind him. chest.

"Why don't you hide?" Song Li withdrew his arm, pushed Mo Ze away, and looked at him secretly. Mo Ze's coma and fall that day could not go away, as if to say, Song Li, I was here to save him. You became like this.

Mo Ze knew that Song Li's heart had softened, and his golden pupils bent, "Xiao Lier, I miss you so much." His voice was slightly cold, but also intimate, looking at Song Li's reddish ears, he looked at him more attentively .

Seeing that he was fine, Song Li breathed a sigh of relief, "The Tsar didn't make things difficult for you?"

"No." Mo Ze shook his head, "If I hadn't asked Liu Lan, I would not have been able to find you."

Song Li waved his hands, and sat down on the edge of the bed, "I didn't know I was here until I woke up."

"Liu Lan said that you almost destroyed your body to save me." Mo Ze's voice dropped, inexplicably lingering, and Mo Ze's eyes were so beautiful that Song Li was confused for a moment.

At this moment, Mo Ze stretched out his long arms and pressed the person on the bed, "Xiao Lier, no matter what, you can't use yourself to save people, not even me." Mo Ze looked at Song Li His eyes, as if in this way, were able to confirm that he was fine.

"You think too much. I don't intend to risk my life to save you. I just don't want to owe you anything." Song Li looked into Mo Ze's eyes and smiled.

"But master, you were playing with your life at that time!"

Song Li looked at the subtitles in front of him, almost breaking his pretentious appearance.

"I'm not arguing with you, as long as I know it." Mo Ze stroked Song Li's long hair, falling in love with him, "Xiao Lier, you promised me three kisses, how about paying for one first?"

"What? Does Patriarch Weiss have a clue?" Song Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Moze, as if he would kiss him if he said so.

Mo Ze held Song Li's hand, "Well, the Tsar admitted that he had persecuted Nuoya and Sheng Lan, and had framed Sheng Lan."

Song Li looked at Mo Ze suspiciously, "Mo Ze, how did you make the Tsar speak?"

"Let's not talk about that for now." Mo Ze shook his head, took off his mask, and exposed his pale face in front of Song Li. Although he knew that this person was fine, looking at his pale face, he still felt that he was seriously injured.

Song Li made up his mind, closed his eyes, and kissed Mo Ze's lips. Mo Ze's lips were still cold, just like him, icy cold to the bone.

Seeing his jerky appearance, Moze couldn't bear to bully him, pinched the back of his head, and sucked his lips.

The author has something to say: Mo Ze: Xiao Lier, you just like me

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