The Way of the Empress

Although Zhuo Yang's answer was clear, Moody still felt that it would be better for him to speak such words.

Mudis held Zhuo Yang's hand tightly, looked at him fixedly, and said: "I love you, I don't know when it started. Maybe it was when I woke up from the illness, there were only two of us in the room, You sat in front of my bed, when I opened my eyes and saw you for the first time, maybe it was earlier."

"I have always deceived myself into thinking that I am not such a superficial person. I just wanted to help you all the time, so I married you and gave you a divorce agreement. But now I understand that I was wrong. From the first time I saw you, I loved you It seems like I saw an angel." He sweated a little unconsciously, and held Zhuo Yang's hand even tighter.

Zhuo Yang stared at him fixedly, and there was no movement for a while.

Many, many years ago... He has been imagining what kind of character he would be and how sweet his heart would be if Modis confessed to him one day?

But it wasn't until the moment when Modis confessed that Zhuo Yang knew that he was in a daze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Moody's became more nervous, avoided Zhuo Yang's sight, and asked in a low voice, "What about you? What's your answer?"

"I love you." Zhuo Yang recovered from his stupefaction, and only then did traces of sweetness emerge in his heart. When Mudis asked him, he immediately answered without hesitation.

After getting his answer, Mudis was relieved, and his heart suddenly became sweeter: "Since when?"

"It started when you picked me up and saved me and my mother when I was four years old." Zhuo Yang looked at him firmly: "Although it sounds a little unbelievable, since then I have been going through various Listen to your various news through various channels, and pay close attention to your every move, just like a crazy fan."

Looking at his side face, Mudis couldn't help laughing: "So, do you still remember what happened at that time? I thought it was because of the performance we met at the banquet when you were nine years old and the time when you asked me to perform your marriage contract. Judging by your attitude, you already don’t remember it.”

He really didn't expect Zhuo Yang to remember such a long time ago so clearly.

"My memory has always been very good, and... I always thought that you must have forgotten me for a long time. After all, you are the crown prince. You are such a busy person. Old clothes, thin and small dusty wild child, do you have any memory? You should have helped many people like me at that time." Zhuo Yang said with his head down, his face slightly burning.

It feels good to love someone.

In those difficult years, the existence of Mudis, even if it was far away, seemed to be the only light in Zhuo Yang's dark life.

In order to keep getting closer to the other party, Zhuo Yang can only constantly force himself to grow and work hard. When he can't persist, he can search for some news about Moody's on the Internet and tell himself how unreachable the other party is. A noble person can only get closer to the other party if he allows himself to grow continuously and become better.

There was a time when Mudis was his religion.

Mudis reached out and gently touched Zhuo Yang's eyelids, eyes and dark eyelashes: "You have a pair of beautiful eyes, which make people unforgettable."

Modis didn't tell Zhuo Yang that while Zhuo Yang paid attention to him, he also paid attention to this noble boy whom he helped and was different from the poor people countless times in his spare time... He also always remembered Zhuo Yang These eyes are too beautiful.

But at that time, he only thought that he was too kind, because he was worried that because of his kindness, he would go to secretly investigate all the relevant news about Zhuo Yang countless times.

Looking back now, Moody's can only be thankful that he didn't understand that well at the time-

There was no such horrible thing as suspecting that he was a pedophile.

The bond between Zhuo Yang and him started from the first time they met, and Zhuo Yang had never been different to Mudis.

Moody's hand followed Zhuo Yang's eyes all the way down, stroking Zhuo Yang's face back and forth, as if he was stroking an extremely precious work of art.

Zhuo Yang let his hands caress his face back and forth, and smiled softly: "I am grateful that I still have such a pair of eyes that you can remember."

He has always felt that there is nothing good about him, he is not kind, nor tolerant, even vengeful, scheming, and he is not an ideal partner for that kind of public sentinel. Fortunately, fortunately, he still has a kindness given by God The appearance is coveted, enough to attract Moodys and make Moodys feel good-looking.

It also made Zhuo Yang feel that he is not so unworthy of Moody's, and can stand by Moody's side.

"I'm impressed with you because your eyes are full of stubbornness, struggle and repression. This is rarely seen in the eyes of a four-year-old child." Modis shook his head lightly, saying this.

If Zhuoyang only had good-looking eyes, he might not remember it for so many years... It was he who saw in Zhuoyang's eyes something that did not belong to his age, did not belong to the well-fed aristocratic circle, and was even completely different. That's why he was so startled and impressed Zhuo Yang so deeply.

Zhuo Yang touched his chest, the place closest to his heart, and said with a light smile, "Anything is fine? What I want is to leave a deep and colorful imprint in your heart that no one can replace, Your Highness. I hope You belong to me."

"You've already done it." Mudis followed his face all the way to Zhuo Yang's dry lips, and with a somewhat irresistible gesture, he gently pressed it, and then dropped a kiss: "Call me Mu Diss."

Now that they have spread everything out, he also hopes that Zhuo Yang will be able to call him by his name in the future.

"Moodys." Zhuo Yang called out obediently, but the corners of his lips were raised unconsciously with pride.

The Moodys are his.

Mudis stuck out the tip of his tongue, tentatively rubbing it back and forth on Zhuo Yang's lips.

I don’t want to, but Zhuo Yang’s reaction was more violent than that of the sentinel. What was irresistible was to use his tongue to pry open Modis’ lips, his teeth, and drove straight into Modis’s mouth, stirring up the wind and rain, and started to attack the city. , the whole person's aura was as impatient as if he wanted to swallow Mudis alive.

Moody's had nothing to do with him, so he kissed him back slowly.

Unexpectedly, the two came and went, but it directly triggered Zhuo Yang's bond fever.

After the sentinel guides are mentally combined, they will usually cause a physical bond fever for a period of time due to excessive intimacy, allowing the two to blend together as if they were spiritually integrated.Most of the time, bond fever occurs when the Sentinel-Guide has been mentally bonded and goes to bed.

After Zhuo Yang and Moody's mentally combined, Moody's body has been in a state of recovery, and because he has been very busy, he has never caused the bonding fever.

Unexpectedly, a simple kiss today would trigger a bond fever.

The pheromone alarm worn by Zhuo Yang started beeping.

His strong smell of guide element dissipated in an instant, and the tip of Mudis's nose was filled with his blood-pumping sweet smell... and Zhuo Yang's situation was not much better, and he began to feel a little unsteady , his chest was heaving violently, his face was as red as if it was on fire, and there was water in those dark and stubborn eyes that Moody thought was too beautiful...

Moody suffocated, trying to control his estrous performance, and asked very democratically: "Do you need to inject inhibitors?"

They have already been mentally combined, and Zhuo Yang's combined heat emits the smell of estrus guide, and no one can smell it except him... But it is also because they have already been mentally combined, and the compatibility of each other's pheromones is very high. It was extremely painful for his forbearance...

But even so, Moodys still felt that they had just clarified their minds with each other——

Going to bed with the heat now or something, kind of not good.

"What do you want to inject inhibitors for? Aren't you the legal partner of my spiritual union? Huh?" Zhuo Yang laughed with a strong nasal voice when he heard his very democratic question: "Besides, don't you forget, Your Royal Highness Oh, I said that one of my goals in life is to sleep with the Crown Prince..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand from under Moody's clothes, and carelessly stroked Moody's lower abdomen up and down.

How could Mudis stand up to his teasing, coupled with Zhuo Yang's choice, he immediately picked up Zhuo Yang and threw him on the bed without saying a word.

He is very democratic and respects Zhuo Yang's choice.

As soon as the two of them fell on the bed, Modis noticed that their bodies were covered with sweat, especially because he had been busy all day today, driving a mech, and a military parade, and he hadn't showered yet, so his sweat was extra sticky. It's greasy, and even has a little taste.

Modis frowned, out of respect for Zhuo Yang, he wanted to get up and pick Zhuo Yang up and go to the bathroom together.

No, Zhuo Yang stopped him as soon as he moved: "Don't!"

"I'm sweating all over my body. Let's go to the bathroom...Come again." Mudis pressed on him, looked down at Zhuo Yang under him, and immediately sweat dripped down his scarred face onto Zhuo Yang. Yang's face made him feel more and more that Zhuo Yang was out of control.

Zhuo Yang understood what he meant, but still hugged him, and leaned forward to kiss him: "I like the smell on your body, you don't need to wash it."

Although, it is not impossible to try it in the bathroom, but for the first time he still hopes to be on the bed...

And Zhuo Yang has never loved another person like Moody's, but he has loved another person with all his love. Even Moody's body smells not very good, with the smell of body odor, sweat, and fleshy smell mixed together. He also likes the smell of warm and greasy breath, and wants to keep this smell on himself and integrate with himself...

After hearing his words, Mudis's eyes sank immediately, and he stripped himself and Zhuo Yang naked without hesitation.