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When Ying Zheng found Mo Dou, the other party was busy sculpting something carefully. Ying Zheng's appearance only distracted Mo Dou's attention a little.

Mo Dou ignored it, but Ying Zheng's heart calmed down. He went to Mo Dou's side as usual, and looked curiously. To be honest, the things in Mo Dou's hand were a little shiny...

Ying Zheng silently turned his eyes away, quietly waiting for the ink fountain to finish the final processing.

Mo Dou finally finished carving the last pattern, then put down the things in his hand, raised his head and asked, "What does Your Majesty want to ask?"

Ying Zheng turned his averted eyes back to Mo Dou's face, and said bluntly in a declarative tone: "You like men."

After all, as if afraid that Mo Dou would not admit it, Ying Zheng took out a piece of letter paper from his bosom. It was a letter between Mo Dou and Meng Tian.

From a certain point of view, this is indeed correct, Mo Dou nodded calmly: "Yes."

Ying Zheng paused, and then said, "You like widows."

It was obviously a very narcissistic statement, but it was taken for granted by Ying Zheng, although it was the truth, Mo Dou was still a little upset when someone said it, so Mo Dou deliberately asked in a difficult way: "Why is Your Majesty so sure? "

Ying Zheng raised his eyes and looked at Mo Dou: "You said that you didn't want to get married because no one could understand Dou. You didn't lie at that time. Apart from liking men, that's also the reason, and I know you. Coincidentally, I am a man."

Mo Dou reluctantly agrees, although Ying Zheng reversed the cause and effect relationship, in fact, he should be bisexual, it doesn't matter if Ying Zheng is male or female, it just so happens that only Ying Zheng understands him in this era.

Yingzheng pondered for a moment, Mo Dou's acquiescence to the first two questions made him confident, so Yingzheng said directly: "So you deliberately left the widow, so that the widow understands that the widow also likes you."

However, to Ying Zheng's surprise, Mo Dou shook his head, and the other party looked at him amusedly, as if looking at an ignorant child, and Ying Zheng couldn't help frowning.

Mo Dou denied what Ying Zheng said just now: "Your Majesty doesn't like fighting."

Seeing that Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and wanted to refute, Mo Dou asked, "Does Your Majesty know what Dou likes, what kind of clothes, what colors, and what kind of weather do you like?"

Mo Dou spoke very slowly, giving Ying Zheng a lot of time to think and recall, but unfortunately, Ying Zheng couldn't answer any of them.

Ying Zheng's non-answer didn't affect Mo Dou, Mo Dou continued to say: "But I know, Your Majesty likes black, looser clothes are better, he likes eagles, he also likes yellow dogs, and he likes to raise his eyebrows when he is dissatisfied." , Thinking is always like to knock something with his hands, and his favorite weather is thunderstorm, the king actually always wants to rush in and take a shower, but others are always persuading him, so he has no choice but to give up."

The climate in the Guanzhong area is very dry, and rain is always rare, but it is always very pleasant when it rains, and it always makes people feel that if it rains for a while, it must be very pleasant.

Mo Dou grew up in the south in his previous life, so he wasn't too cold about the rain, but every time Ying Zheng encountered heavy rain, especially when it brought thunder, he was very excited and sad, which always made Mo Dou want to take a shower with him.

Thinking of this, Mo Dou's face actually began to smile: "The king is actually very adventurous, so he always carries a sword, and always wants to go to the battlefield in person, so when Meng Tian stole the battlefield, the king deliberately asked General Meng Ao to beat him up." ...I know all of this."

"It's strange to like someone," Mo Dou looked into Ying Zheng's black eyes, and said seriously, "When he's happy, he can't help laughing together; when he's sad, he thinks it's okay if he feels bad for him , even when he is angry, he can't help but be moved, and then he wants to beat up the person who made him angry, obviously he always likes to stay up late, but he can't help worrying about his height..."

"Does Your Majesty feel this way?"

Ying Zheng stared blankly at Mo Dou, unable to say anything, because of his blood and identity, he has always accepted everything for granted all these years, what others should do for Ying Zheng, and what he gave to others What is a reward, Ying Zheng even forgot the feeling of giving, so let alone thinking about giving something for others.

"So, Your Majesty doesn't like to fight," Mo Dou smiled, letting go of all his emotions, "Your Majesty just can't do without Mo Dou."

"Isn't that enough?" Ying Zheng reacted, as if he wanted to redeem something, his voice was a little hurried, "I can't leave you, you like me, isn't that enough?"

"Yes, that's enough," Mo Dou nodded, "So is Your Majesty willing to be with Dou?"

Looking at Ying Zheng, he nodded without thinking. Mo Dou boldly stretched out his claws and pinched Ying Zheng's face, then withdrew his hand contentedly, and said to the stunned Ying Zheng: "Let's talk about it first, the way we get along in the future will be sure." It’s different, it’s better for Your Majesty to be mentally prepared first.”

If he still wants to be like before, he can only watch but not do (cross out!), then why is he struggling!

After a moment of silence, Ying Zheng nodded resolutely, thinking that he might be betraying his masculinity. Then, the shiny thing just now appeared in front of Ying Zheng. I want to close my eyes.

Mo Dou half-kneeled in front of Ying Zheng, and said solemnly: "Just in case, Your Majesty, please take this with you. If you regret it in the future, just take it off, and Dou will never entangle you."

Diamond rings in modern society are indeed very beautiful, but in the eyes of most ancient people, jade-like introverted and low-key things are more in line with their aesthetics. The appearance of diamond rings is very vulgar to them, or they are nouveau riche, especially For Ying Zheng, all these bells and whistles are a disaster!

Yingzheng: ...It was agreed that you know that I like dark ones?You just fooled me with something so bright!

Ying Zheng swore that if he hadn't been too sleepy, he would never have let such an ugly thing appear in his hands!Even if this thing flashes like Mo Dou's eyes!

……

At the same time, in Ganquan Palace.

Sitting quietly under the eaves, Zhao Jidi watched the swallows fly around and build their nests. These days, she has been recalling her whole life, as if in this way, she can avoid the terrible feeling of nothingness.

"Congratulations to the queen mother, the king has taken back his order, and you don't have to be imprisoned here anymore."

The servant's voice didn't wake Zhao Ji up, she was still staring at the sky obsessively, the swallows on the eaves flew away from the eaves as if they were frightened, and she didn't know if they would come back.

The servant raised his eyebrows and repeated again: "Congratulations to the queen mother, the king has taken back his order, and you don't have to be imprisoned here anymore."

But this time, Zhao Ji finally had a reaction. The waiter spoke in Zhao language... She turned and looked at the waiter, as if she was looking at the distant past: "What's your name?"

The servant said: "Zhao Gao."

"It's you," Zhao Ji asked after being silent for a while, "You dismissed the guards back then?"

Zhao Gao didn't respond directly, but said: "You and I are Zhao people after all, so naturally we have to help each other."

"No, I'm not from Zhao," Zhao Jibie began, "You're looking for the wrong person."

With Zhao Ji's attitude, Zhao Gao didn't jump, but walked around the Ganquan Palace leisurely, and said, "That's probably a mistake, I will take my leave."

Zhao Ji still didn't turn her head, she knew that Zhao Gao seemed to have taken something away, but it didn't matter, she didn't care about anything, but she didn't know if the swallow would come back...