Mozun's sultry whitewashing strategy

The raging fire is scorching hot, and the soul buried deep in the ground pulls people down...

The lights in Taixi Hall suddenly turned on, and the people sitting on the high platform rubbed their brows.

"My lord." Hundreds of dark guards appeared in front of the hall, knelt on one knee and waited for the orders from the people on the high platform.

"It's okay," Yuan Shiwu lazily raised his eyelids, "I had a nightmare, let's all go down."

The shadow guards heard the sound and dispersed, leaving behind the guards.

"My lord, do you want to go to Master Qin's place for some more tranquilizing incense?" You Lai lit a new furnace of incense and stood beside Yuan Shiwu.

"Have you delivered today's peach blossom cake?" It was Qin Lin's matter that interested him.

"I'm planning to go."

"I'll go, I haven't seen him for several days." Yuan Shiwu got up, and his figure quickly moved to the door, and only ordered, "Those people, deal with them cleanly."

As soon as he arrived at Huguo Temple, Yuan Shiwu, who was full of anger, changed immediately.He replaced his black robe with an elegant white shirt, with a few plum blossoms on the cuffs and hem, which made him look even more handsome.

When riding through Chang'an, many girls looked sideways.

Arriving at Huguo Temple, Yuan Shiwu asked the young monk to lead the horse into the stable and donated a lot of incense to the temple, "Where is Master Qin?"

"Lunch break." The little monk naturally recognized the person, "Does the great celestial master need me to call?"

"No, he's resting." Yuan Shiwu sat down in front of the tree at Qin Lin's gate, "I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll wait here."

The little monk left embarrassingly.

The Great Celestial Master doesn't seem to be as scary as the rumors say...

I haven't had a good night's sleep in Yuan Fifteen years.

Except under this bodhi tree, maybe it is because wherever there is him, it is safe.

It was another few days of nightmares, and I fell asleep in a daze after waiting and waiting.

Until I felt something touch me lightly.

Yuan Shiwu opened his sleepy eyes, "Are you awake?"

Qin Lin smiled, put the fallen leaves he picked off his shoulders into the book, and sat down beside him, "Tired?"

"It's okay." Yuan Shiwu pulled him over, wanting to hold him in his arms.

Qin Lin pushed him and stared at him again.

"Give me a hug, just give me a hug." Yuan Shiwu lowered his head and tightened his arms around the man's waist.

Qin Lin was still struggling, "Are you ashamed?"

"I'll hug my husband," Yuan Shiwu buried his head on Qin Lin's neck and rubbed, "Are you ashamed?"

The thin hair on Yuan Shiwu's forehead was itchy, Qin Lin had no choice but to compromise, "I don't feel ashamed."

"It's enough to know you." Yuan Shiwu raised his head and lightly pecked Qin Lin's chin, "Brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you so much."

"I only saw it the day before yesterday."

"If you don't stay for an hour, you can't count."

"Rogue."

The two were arguing, and the sun went down, and the sky was covered with twilight. Yuan Shiwu lay on Qin Lin's lap and listened to him read.

Yuan Shiwu actually hated reading the most, but Qin Linnian's, he liked it.

When Qin Lin was flipping through the book, the leaf that had just been clipped fell off. Yuan Shiwu picked it up from his face and put it on his fingertips, "I also clipped it in your book in my previous life."

"Oh." Qin Lin finished reading the last word, closed the book, and put his slender fingertips on Yuan Shiwu's forehead to pinch the acupuncture points for him, "When are you and Prime Minister He planning to quarrel?"

Yuan Shiwu raised his eyes to look at him, "You are partial to outsiders."

"I didn't." Qin Lin couldn't hold back his anger. "The power of the imperial court will always hurt ordinary people."

"I didn't hurt them." Yuan Shiwu rubbed against Qin Lin's palm, as if to please, "I protected them for you."

Qin Lin was half-believing, "Aren't you and Prime Minister He an old acquaintance? How could there be such a trouble?"

Yuan Shiwu smiled ironically in his heart, but maintained a calm face, "People's hearts are not old."

"Actually, Prime Minister He is pretty good, yesterday he was—"

"Brother," Yuan Shiwu straightened up, covered Qin Lin's mouth with a kiss, and let go only when the tips of his ears turned red and his paws scratched at his chest, and then smiled mischievously at Qin Lin's shy look.

"lecher!"

"Hey." Yuan Shiwu grabbed Qin Lin's hand and pulled it to his arms, "Brother, he's not good."

Yuan Shiwu looked at Qin Lin with the expression that he would kiss you if he moved any more, and said solemnly, "I treat you the best in this world, no one else can compare."

What Yuan Shiwu said was the truth, Qin Lin was powerless to refute it.

In this world, no one treats Qin Lineng as well as Yuan Shiwu.

He brought him smoke and sparks and a dream of a stable life.

"Don't rest here tonight?" Yuan Shiwu finished eating the peach blossom cakes with Qin Lin, then reluctantly got up and planned to leave.

"Brother wants to enter the bridal chamber?" Yuan Shiwu was really shameless. Seeing Qin Lin glaring at him again, he kissed his forehead flatteringly, "I still need to deal with the market tonight, and I will accompany you tomorrow night. Tomorrow fourteen , play with you all day, we went to the market, I heard that the lanterns placed in the Chang'an River can flow to Qingling, Qingling Shenjun is a very good fairy, he can fulfill all our wishes."

Mr. Qin Lin was so easy to coax, Yuan Shiwu was about to leave, so he pulled his cuff and asked, "Then...do you still eat longevity noodles?"

In Qin Lin's beautiful eyes, there is an undisguised liking for Yuan Shiwu, and Yuan Shiwu also likes it when he looks at him, pinching his thin white hands, "Eat, of course you have to eat, I've been eating for five years, and I'm missing a meal Will not work."

The fifteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty gave Qin Lin a dream of peace in this world, in which the world was peaceful and people's livelihood was stable.

Kemeng outside...

"My lord, Xilin is preparing an army, and that lunatic Chu Yu should attack Xilin soon."

In the fifteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the black robe was hanging down, the ink was scattered, and the fingertips were lazily tapping on the black wood, "Chu Mingxiu still hasn't found it?"

"Chu Mingxiu used his own son as a gu to beg for the position of Xilin Celestial Master," You Lai said, "Three years ago, General Yan Wu was arrested in Zhongzhou, so he hid himself. In fact, his subordinates guessed...Chu Ming Xiu may have already been dealt with by Chu Yu."

"Impossible." After all... Yuan Shiwu clearly remembered that in the years that followed, he could still make a lot of troubles.

"Yan Wu..." As soon as Yuan Shiwu made a sound, the picture scroll of purgatory began to surge up behind him, "It should be almost raised."

"Mad dog and mad dog biting each other, it's fun, isn't it?"

The lord's eyes were horrifying, You Lai bowed and took his leave.

When I went out, I ran into He Mian looking for Yuan Shiwu.

"Master, long time no see."

Yuan Shiwu raised his eyes to look at him, his pupils were slightly red, "Speak."

"The little emperor's body won't last long." He Mian didn't care about Yuan Shiwu's terrifying aura, and walked in front of him calmly, "If we can work together, Zhongzhou will be ours when he dies. The whole world Soon it will be ours too."

"You will regret it." Yuan Shiwu raised his eyes indifferently, "You have been with him day and night for five years, are you really going to let him go?"

"To be honest," He Mian showed a bit of helplessness on his bookish face, "I'm really reluctant."

Nostalgic memories appeared in his eyes, "He was obedient and sensible, and even told me not to be afraid, and he would copy people all over the house if anyone dared to say anything about me."

"Just as good as you are to Master Qin."

"But this doesn't affect my killing him." He Mian put away the tenderness that had just been vented on his face, "It's like...Master Qin knew what you did, and he would kill you without hesitation."

"He won't." Yuan Shiwu disdained his aggressive method, "How can something like you deserve to be compared with him."

He Mian had asked his father to report that Yuan Shiwu was the baby the court was looking for in order to get a place in the scientific examination, which killed Grandma Yuan who always left him a portion of everything she ate.

Now, he has relentlessly cleaned up the little emperor who helped him to the throne.

The little emperor was only a child, and he was only thirteen or fourteen years old and thin due to illness.

"Great Master, you should think carefully about it." He Mian was full of provocation, "How many times can you make him forget? When all the canaries are out of the cage."

"In this world, there are some things that cannot be forced."

"People in the world always say don't force it," Yuan Shiwu raised his eyes and smiled, "If you don't force it, how do you know there will be no result."

Many events in the reincarnation highly overlap with the experience of the Demon Lord. Yuan Shiwu is almost certain that he will really become the Demon Lord.

There is less than a year left, and he can still accompany Xici well this year.

When Yuan Shiwu finished dealing with the spies in the west and returned to Huguo Temple, he didn't even have time to change his clothes.

Qin Lin said that he was a bit scary when he was wearing a black robe, so he embroidered many lotus flowers on his cuffs with silver silk thread.Qin Lin knew that Taixi Terrace was not a good place to stay, and he hoped that his little Shiwu would emerge from the mud without being stained.

Qin Lin was already fast asleep on the table in front of the window sill, and seemed to be waiting for him.

It was obvious that he couldn't come back, but Qin Lin was still afraid of what might happen.

Yuan Shiwu was moved and distressed, and gently hugged Qin Lin. As soon as he stuck to the bed, Qin Lin frowned and opened his eyes, "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Yuan Shiwu gently put him on the bed, pulled the quilt over, and twisted the corners of the quilt for him, "Did you sleep because of the noise?"

Under the dim light, Qin Lin's sleepy face was on his back, his cheeks were still a little flushed, Yuan Shiwu used his fingertips to rub the imprint that he had just made for him, Qin Lin shook his head, lifted the quilt halfway, and his body Moved inside, "You... want to come up?"

Yuan Shiwu raised his eyebrows angrily, "Brother really wants me to go up?"

"Forget it..." Qin Lin turned around and buried half of his face in the pillow. His ears must be turning red now.

"Go," Yuan Shiwu took off his coat and hung it aside, took off his shoes and got on the couch, "I will go if my brother tells me."

Yuan Shiwu spoke without restraint, looking at Qin Lin's bleeding ears, the corner of his mouth smiled even deeper.

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"I'll give you a hug."

Qin Lin raised his hand, letting Yuan Shiwu's hand pass around his waist, and then put his own hand on the back of Yuan Shiwu's folded hands.

Yuan Shiwu rubbed against the back of his neck, like a big wolf dog, "He Mian came to look for you?"

Qin Lin's body froze.

It seems so.

Yuan Shiwu's hand on his lower abdomen patted lightly, his voice was different from his fierce eyes, and he mumbled, "Brother, don't trust him, okay?"

Qin Lin certainly wouldn't believe him, but there were too many people talking, and he couldn't help being suspicious. He thought for a while, turned over, and the whole person was wrapped in Yuan Shiwu's arms, looking up at him, " I don't believe him, but... A Yuan, you can't lie to me."

Yuan Shiwu's hand patting Qin Lin's waist became slightly dull, and then returned to normal, "Don't lie."

Qin Linan moved to his side again, leaning his cheek on Yuan Shiwu's shoulder, "A Yuan...I've been feeling very uneasy these past few days. I'm afraid something will happen to you, I—"

"Brother," Yuan Shiwu raised Qin Lin's chin, kissed it, and tasted it, "I will not have any accidents, I will be safe and live a long life."

This sentence was told to him by Xi Ci.

Qin Lin didn't feel ashamed or evasive this time, instead he was very serious, the candlelight flickered vaguely, he said, "A Yuan, let me marry you."

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