Quick wear spare tire

Although the hotel where Mo Chuan and others stayed is located in the territory of Yue State, it has been operated for decades. As long as An Ansheng stays inside and does not go out, no matter what kind of search they will not disturb their peace.

This time it was like this, although Li Mingzhang dispatched a large number of troops to hunt down Hancheng, but Shen You stayed in the hotel, and never even heard the sound of soldiers coming to make a show.

They have been recuperating here for a month, and their days have been peaceful without any disturbance.

Mo Chuan brushed his presence in front of Shen You every day, so that Shen You almost knelt down to him.

"Is this the relationship between Han Cheng and Mo Chuan in the previous life? Isn't it because of Ji Chang that he never married?!" Shen You felt that he had touched the door of the new world.

"No, no, it shouldn't be." Gan Song was also confused, "Impossible, how could the perfect spare tire have feelings for other people, besides, the timing of their meeting in the previous life was different, Han Cheng brought Ji Chang, let alone Take a look at other people."

"But..." Shen You smacked her lips, "Mo Chuan's tenacity is scary to look at. If he really likes Han Cheng, there is no reason why he could be willing to let him have a crush on Ji Chang for the rest of his life in his previous life."

Gan Song said in horror: "You said... he wouldn't use Ji Chang to threaten Han Cheng... right?"

"..."

"..." Hey, this world is so scary, I want to go back to heaven!

Shen You tried to calm down: "Probably not. Han Cheng has the kind of temperament that would rather die than kill the net, which is different from Tang Zhiyan. If Mo Chuan really dares to do that, even if he can endure the momentary humiliation for Ji Chang, after Ji Chang's death he will die." It is definitely the leader who has gone against the rhythm of Daqi. And as far as he is the one who leads the troops to fight for Mo Chuan, the relationship between the two of them is absolutely inseparable."

After spending a month like this, Shen You's feeling towards Mo Chuan has changed from defensiveness to helplessness.

——Anyway, he is also the king of a country. Can you stop lying there like a rascal and can't be driven away? This is really similar to Li Mingzhang's blatant shamelessness. Have such a thick skin?

As for Mo Chuan, he even found out the treasure hidden under the cold shell of Hancheng.

He found that the young man who was always expressionless and air-conditioned was often in a daze for no reason, he liked to lie lazily in the sun, and he could make good tea.Every time, he would notice that when the other party was indifferent to his actions on the surface, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and a good-looking gleam flashed in his eyes.

Han Cheng is like a beautiful jade wrapped in ice, which will make everyone who has the ability to penetrate his cold appearance fascinated by it, unable to extricate themselves.

Mo Chuan couldn't understand what went wrong with Ji Chang. The best person in the world put the deepest love in the world in front of him, and he could ignore it and trample on it easily. He couldn't understand how Li Mingzhang was blind That's why I couldn't see this person's goodness for seven years, and finally drove him to death for some trumped-up charges.

One day, these people will regret their mistakes for the rest of their lives, he firmly believes in this.

After a month of careful maintenance, Han Cheng's injuries have mostly healed due to his youth, and his internal strength is good. It is rare that the sun is warm but not strong this morning. He got up early and suddenly got excited and ran to the yard. Li wants to be loose and loose.

Mo Chuan asked his subordinates to serve him every day as if they were serving their ancestors, and his bones were almost crisp when lying on the bed.

Han Cheng himself was a sword wielder, and his long sword was passed down to his father, whom he had never seen since he could remember. It can't be said that it is a magical weapon that cuts iron like mud, but it has some extraordinary meaning to him.

Li Mingzhang is indeed a hero of the generation, and he actually gave him his sword.

The sword is a gentleman in the army, but in fact, the beautifully carved long sword in the battlefield has no meaning other than to show his identity-no one will fight with a precious sword, so Han Cheng really wants to talk about it, take a gun but more time than holding a sword.

However, he still prefers the long sword.

The yard was very quiet in the early morning, and the air was still humid. From a distance, some servants in a hurry could be seen busy with their work. Everyone tried to move as lightly as possible so as not to disturb the masters who were still resting.

Shen You didn't care about them, she just found a quiet place by herself, stretched her arms and legs, and slowly pulled out the sword.

This is indeed a good sword, the blade is bright and sharp, the blade is thin, and the sunlight is reflected clearly, making the young man's already cold face even more chilly.

Shen You took a deep breath, exerted strength with her left leg, lightly extended her right foot, joined her sword fingers with her left hand, and swung her right wrist to complete the perfect move.

With a "shua" sound of the sword, it split the dew on the fallen leaves in front of him.

The subsequent movements were performed smoothly, the young man in black under the cover of the green bamboos moved gracefully and harmoniously, and the silver sword light burst out from time to time. Not affected.

When Mo Chuan came, Shen You practiced the "Taixuan Sword" to the end. His five keen senses had already sensed that outsiders were approaching, but he still performed the last few moves perfectly, and then put away the sword and stood upright. Next to a green bamboo, gently exhale the turbid air in the abdomen.

Mo Chuan's eyes were dazzlingly bright, and he exhausted all his strength to just smile admiringly, clapped his hands and sighed, "Good swordsmanship!"

Shen You didn't answer his words, just nodded slightly, and returned the sword to its sheath.

Mo Chuan collected himself, took a step forward, and pulled out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve: "Your injuries are not fully healed yet, so be careful not to catch a cold."

A look of helplessness flashed across Han Cheng's indifferent face, he took the veil silently, and wiped the thin sweat from his forehead.

He has grown to twenty-three, and he has never seen anyone like Mo Chuan. He is obviously a noble status as the lord of a country, but his attitude towards him, a family dog, can be called cautious. During this period of time, Mo Chuan has almost He spent all his spare time not dealing with official duties by his side, and he was more conscientious than the maid who was assigned to serve him personally.

This person put his posture so low, but it made him feel weak and at a loss.

Mo Chuan's purpose was not concealed from the very beginning—although he couldn't understand why Qi Guojun, who had only met him twice at that time, suddenly developed strange feelings—but faced with such a blow He couldn't beat him, couldn't scold him, and tried his best to please him, he really didn't know what to do.

Shen You held the handkerchief in the palm of her hand, stared blankly for a while with a cold face, and finally choked out only one sentence: "Thank you."

Mo Chuan didn't care about his attitude, and even seemed to be very happy with the response. His bright smile made the majesty of the monarch go somewhere.

"The wind is still quite cold in the morning. You sweated a lot. Take a bath and change your clothes before you have breakfast. I'll ask them to bring it to your room...you can use it with me."

Shen You hurriedly stuffed the handkerchief into her arms, nodded and hurried back to the house, looking a bit embarrassed.

Mo Chuan looked at his back where the chill had dissipated without even knowing it, and the corners of his lips curled up in an unfathomable arc.

He had always been a good monarch, and a patient hunter, and if such treasures were so neglected, he should not be blamed for taking advantage of them.

In fact, he couldn't explain why he liked Han Cheng so much—it wasn't the admiration for outstanding generals, nor the closeness to close friends, but it seemed to come from the soul, one person's love for another person who made his life complete the most instinctive love.

Although he has never put so much effort into pursuing a lover before, King Qi has a reputation for being eager for talents, and he has a very thorough understanding of the mentality of those national scholars with both talents and virtues.

It's not that he has never been in contact with a type like Han Cheng who looks cold but actually has a heart of morality. He knows that these people have a temper like a donkey. Even smashing them may not have any effect, but these people are the least resistant to feelings that come from sincerity - exchanging sincerity for sincerity is the only way to deal with them.

These days, Han Cheng's attitude has obviously changed a lot.

Mo Chuan walked towards the front yard triumphantly, feeling refreshed.

Whether it's people or heart, whether it's talent or emotion, he is determined to win Han Cheng.

On the other side, Shen You hurried back to the room to soak herself in the hot water she had prepared, and was surprised to find that her cheeks were a little hot.

Thoughtfully, he picked up the cloth towel and wiped himself quickly, while chatting with Gan Song in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Do you think this Mo Chuan may be 'that fairy'?"

It is still unknown who the fairy king who caused him to fall into such a situation is. When the two talked about him, they always referred to him as "that one".

"Probably." Gan Song didn't know what he was doing, and seemed a little absent-minded, but he responded immediately to his Xianjun's question, "Look at the way he looks at you... If it didn't start from the previous life Soul attraction, which is strange from your standpoint."

Shen You smiled slightly——he always had a smile on his face, but he wasn't like that icy boy in Han Cheng: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. The attraction of the soul can't be faked. Since he can provoke my mind to change a little, The status is definitely not ordinary."

Han Cheng's face was originally extremely cold, but now he was stained with such a gentle and warm smile, which made him look dazzled.

He moved quickly, he had already cleaned up while speaking, and put on another set of robes. Only his long hair was not tied, but unexpectedly softened the cold and hard facial lines.

The same black hairband was used to tie up his hair meticulously, the short-lived smile just now disappeared, and the whole person instantly became the cold-faced war god of Qiguo's future.

Shen You, who was relaxed, and Gan Song, who was restless, didn't notice that there was Mo Chuan standing blankly beside the open window. Poor Qi Wang went to put on breakfast and came back just in time to see the open window in the bathroom Seam—God testifies, he really didn't think anything wrong, at most he was afraid that Han Cheng would catch a cold while taking a glance inside.

Alas, fate.

Therefore, Mo Chuan and Han Cheng's eyes met and fled as if they were being burned all morning, which is not so difficult to understand.

On the contrary, Shen You was a little surprised by this, but he was used to being free and easy, so he didn't take it to heart. Only Mo Chuan and his subordinates looked at their lord with weird eyes.

...It seems that since General Han was recuperating here, the lord has always been in a daze for a few days from time to time, and I don't know what kind of magical power this general has... Sigh, I just hope that the lord will not be mistaken Big things are good.