lustful

Xiao Mo was a human trafficker.

Xiaobai also promised him the position of prime minister. At first, he was the prime minister of Qi, and later, he assisted him step by step.

He became the emperor, and he also became the prime minister of the world.

It was Xiao Mo's lifelong dream to be in charge of the Xiangguo in the world. He had thought many times that one day, he would revive the glory of the Xiao family and be in a position under one person.

He knew that he would never be able to stand by Xiao Bai's side in his life.Because there is already someone beside Xiaobai.

When Xiao Mo saw Huo Yunshan for the first time, he couldn't help laughing.

Huo Yunshan is really a person who makes people want to laugh.

He looks very pleasing to the eye, and what he does is even more pleasing to the eye.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw him.

Xiao Mo envied Huo Yunshan very much, and over time, envy turned into admiration.

He became the prime minister, but he could never catch up with Huo Yunshan again.

It was raining.

His clothes were already wet, and his attendants held umbrellas for him, but to no avail, for the rain was already too heavy.

He walked home slowly, without riding.

Ever since he was injured by Xiaobai, his body was not as good as before, even riding a horse made him feel very tired.

Later he lost the habit of riding a horse.

"My lord, the rain is too heavy, let's take a rest first." The follower reminded.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there were people beside him.

He has become more and more silent these years, and he doesn't talk much, and the people around him are also taciturn for some reason.

It seems that everyone doesn't like to talk anymore.

After so many years, he often forgets that there is someone beside him.

They went to the abandoned Chenghuang Temple to take shelter from the rain.

The rain outside gradually became lighter, misty and hazy.

Xiao Mo got up and was about to go out, but a person walked in.

"Prime Minister Xiao, why are you going out in such a heavy rain?" Xue Qing smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment: "I saw that the rain had stopped, so I went for a walk."

Xue Qing reached out and grabbed his shoulder: "Don't leave, even if you are not afraid of the rain, you still have to look behind you, look at your followers are all wet."

Xiao Mo felt a little guilty.

He backed off.

In this wilderness, the rain does not know when it will stop.Xue Qing started a fire with Xiao Mo's followers.

"Prime Minister Xiao, take off your clothes and come over to enjoy the fire." Xue Qing said.

Xiao Mo said lightly: "No need, I..."

Xue Qing didn't say anything, so he dragged him to the fire and sat down.

The heat gradually spread to his face, Xiao Mo felt that he was not so cold anymore.

He hadn't seen Xue Qing for a long time. The last time he saw him was three years ago. He seemed to have gone to guard the northeast.

Xue Qing was still so forthright and generous, but his words were not so irritating.

"Aren't you guarding the Northeast, why did you come to Jiangnan alone?"

Xue Qing smiled, "I was ordered to investigate the case."

Xiao Mo blurted out: "What case?"

Xue Qing paused, did not answer immediately, but handed Xiao Mo the water in his kettle.

Xiao Mo took the water and took a sip.

He suddenly remembered, isn't the recent big case in Jiangnan the case of human trafficking in Wuyou Villa?

If Xue Qing can be dispatched, it must be a big case.

Now that the world is peaceful, the imperial court has issued repeated orders not to allow the trafficking of human beings.

Xiao Mo was not in the south of the Yangtze River, he was doing well as the prime minister in the capital, and he came here this time because he had news of his old friend.

He complained to the emperor about his illness and came here secretly.

Accompanied only by a close attendant.

He had only been here for less than six days, and hadn't found any news, but was bumped into by Xue Qing.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.

Xiao Mo always felt a little dizzy, he didn't know what it meant.

He has been Xiaobai's prime minister for many years, and then gradually he couldn't understand Xiaobai.

Sometimes, he feels tired, and he knows that he is not worthy of the position of prime minister.

He is not as good as other people in terms of virtue, talent and learning.

Seeing him in a daze, Xue Qing asked aloud, "Prime Minister, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Mo came back to his senses, and shook his head apologetically: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

The rain didn't stop for a long time, so Xiao Mo stayed in the temple until night wearing wet clothes.

It was already dark when we got back to the small house.

Xiao Mo had a fever in the middle of the night.

When he was drowsy, he saw the panicked face of the attendant.

Xue Qing stood by his side.

The doctor came and went, and he was always in a daze.

He smelled a familiar scent from Xue Qing's body, which was sandalwood.Xiaobai practiced with his mother when he was young, and later also learned the habit of chanting sutras without incident.

It often smells like sandalwood.

Xue Qing's body also has this kind of fragrance.

He closed his eyes, and his limbs were all cold.

He didn't know if he could still live.

When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day, Xue Qing did not leave, he came in with medicine: "Prime Minister, take your medicine."

Xiao Mo asked softly: "Where is Xiao Qi?"

Xue Qing seemed to know that the little Qi he was talking about was the silent follower, and said with a smile: "I asked him to go back to the capital to report the news. The prime minister is ill, so he needs to take good care of him, and he can't handle government affairs."

Xiao Mo didn't speak.

He drank the medicine, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xue Qing didn't leave, he sat by the bed and looked at him quietly.

After a long time, Xiao Mo opened his eyes: "Xue Qing, didn't you... you were ordered to investigate the case, why are you still here?"

Xue Qing smiled heartily: "I was going to investigate the case, but the prime minister is sick, so I always have to watch the prime minister."

The smile on his face was so bright and sweet.

The men of the Xue family always have double eyelids, and they smile with infinite tenderness and softness.

Xiao Mo stopped talking.

Xue Qing has been guarding him, decocting medicine, looking for a doctor, and taking good care of him.

The doctor comes every other day.

Every prescription is different.

Xiao Mo's illness has not healed either, he is lingering and has little strength.

In spring in the south of the Yangtze River, there is always a lot of rain, so he doesn't go out much. In this small courtyard, he can read on the porch when the weather is fine.

After more than half a month like this, Xue Qing didn't go out to investigate the case, and Xiao Mo didn't go out either.

Xiao Mo never inquired about Xue Qing's case investigation, and Xue Qing seemed to have forgotten about the case investigation.

One evening, Xiao Mo met a person, that person was a very beautiful woman, she came in and talked to Xiao Mo, then left.

Xue Qing felt strange, so he asked him: "I never thought Prime Minister Xiao would have such a good-looking confidante in Jiangnan."

Xiao Mo laughed, but didn't feel that Xue Qing's words were abrupt to Meng Lang.

He said softly: "She is what I knew before, a prostitute, a confidante."

Xue Qing stopped talking, and that night, he went to find that girl.

That girl is really a prostitute, and she is a very famous one, her name is Ruoshui.

"What? Prime Minister?" Ruoshui twisted his waist and looked at Xue Qing in surprise, "I don't know him. I passed by his door that day and watched him read, so I teased him with flower branches. I'm going to call today, and I don't even know his name."

Xue Qing's expression changed.