Mensao is teasing me

Chai Ziran was sitting in Mo Jiujun's study room, flipping through his books boredly. They were all things that he was not interested in, such as how to keep in good health, or those poems and books that were so sour that he read them. After glancing at the boring name, he threw aside the martial arts cheats.He rolled his eyes a few times, picked up the book from the ground, and opened it...

He thought it was a classic version of erotic pictures, but he was wrong about Mr. Mo Jiujun. This martial arts cheat book is not mixed with water at all. He wiped the dusty cover of the book and said solemnly: "It's a pity... He threw it out the door casually: "I'm not interested."

Suifeng raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Ziran, if you don't like it, just don't read it. Why bother with those boring books."

Chai Ziran asked with a sigh: "Is that the book that Mo Jiujun often reads?"

Sui Feng silently glanced at the martial arts masterpiece lying alone outside the door, nodded and said: "Not bad."

Chai Ziran stared at him angrily: "You are lying!"

Sui Feng hardened his scalp, and he promised: "My loyalty to the young master can be seen in the sun and the moon."

"It's these two sentences every day, you don't get tired of it." Chai Ziran waved his hand annoyedly: "Go and tell Mo Jiujun that I have thrown his martial arts masterpiece out of the door. The only martial arts books, rare martial arts books, and secret martial arts books he collected were all thrown on fire." After finishing speaking, he hummed: "I also said that Mo Jiujun often reads it, and I have seen him read indescribable poetry collections."

Suifeng: "..."

At this moment, Mo Jiujun was in the cell of the county government office, walked past the heavy guards, and walked to a fairly neat cell. The iron pillar with the size of a fist exuded a chilly air.He stared at the man in the cell without blinking.

Yuanhang, who was squatting in the cell, suddenly raised his teary face and trembled all over.He thought of many rumors he had heard. Some criminals who committed crimes would be chained and tortured; They couldn't even go; what was even more terrifying was being insulted and trampled by male prisoners.

Yuanhang was trembling with fright, but still tried to make himself look calmer, but his trembling legs couldn't help leaning against the corner of the wall, sticking to the wall.The iron lock in his hand rattled and trembled. He was afraid that others would find out that he was afraid, so he buried his face in his knees, but he didn't know that he looked even more frightened, terrified and helpless like this.

The door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and Yuan Hang heard a rustling sound, as if boots were stepping on straw, and walked towards him gradually.He felt the pressure, like the pressure of being surrounded by wolves.A sense of fear rose in my heart.

Mo Jiujun looked calm, as if there was nothing in the world that could take his heart, he stared at Yuanhang with cold eyes, and said, "Yuanhang, how did you get Gui Qingyan?" Gui Qingyan was like a wisp of green Luo ghost smoke , known for its shape.It is something developed by Qian Chaozuo repairing himself. According to rumors, it is a living evil, refined from 200 kinds of living poisons, possessing spiritual intelligence, and it is designed to corrupt corpses for survival.There are also rumors that it is a dead thing, and it is Zuo Xiuxiu's secret that he has survived for [-] years.But only Zuo Xiuxiu knows the truth.

As for the person who can use Ghost Green Smoke, there is only Zuo Xiuxiu in the whole world.

Yuanhang trembled all over, and the words that he had drafted countless times in his head suddenly stopped, and his whole body curled up into a ball: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo money

Perhaps, he thought, it was better for him not to say anything than for him to say anything.

But Mo Jiujun didn't want to end the topic here. He was deeply aware of what kind of method should be used to treat what kind of person.Waved people to set up a long voyage, screened away a lot of irrelevant people, leaving only the accompanying books and accompanying photos.

Yuanhang was tied up and tightly trapped from head to toe. Maybe he knew what he was doing, so he was a little bolder, dared to look at Mo Jiujun, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and after taking a few deep breaths of the oppressive air, he said: : "That ghost green smoke was given to me by Master Huang Huang himself."

Mo Jiujun narrowed his cold eyes: "Really?"

"Why did I lie to you?" Yuan Hang's eyes were clear, revealing a determination to die: "Actually, I am the son of the former princess, and I have a 'Calla lily' on the outside of my thigh, which is a natural birthmark. This matter is only me. The mother-in-law knows about it."

Mo Jiujun's pupils shrank suddenly, causing Sui Ying to take off his pants, a beating heart seemed to be about to jump out of his throat.

Sui Ying moved neatly, a pair of snow-white trousers were stripped to Yuan Hang's ankles.Yuanhang looked at Mo Jiujun's expression of grief and indignation, and pretended to be calm: "I am a young boy from a good man's family. If you want to kill me, you can kill me. You can't belittle me, let alone take my virginity."

Perhaps at this critical moment, Yuanhang still had a sense of humor. Mo Jiujun's eyelids twitched before he looked at the 'Calla lily' on the outside of his thigh.Layers of lotus petals wrap the stamens, bright red like fire, only the size of a thumb.Mo Jiujun only took one look, then closed his tired eyes.

He got the guess in his heart, and his heart was extremely calm.There was a sentence around my ears, which was what the young Chai Ziran said to Mo Jiujun, "Ah Jun, I have a lotus flower on my thigh, and my mother said that I am a boy under the seat of Guanyin." She blinked her eyes playfully: " I'm only telling you this, you can't tell anyone else."

Mo Jiujun nodded in agreement, and took off his pants when he was unprepared.On the outside of the thigh, layers of lotus petals are as bright red as fire, only the size of a little finger, growing on the snow-white thigh, like a burning lotus.

Mo Jiujun asked Sui Ying to dress Yuan Hang's clothes and pants, and gave him a tie. Yuan Hang was still crying, like an angry little daughter-in-law, lying on the ground and silently wiping her tears.

"Chai Zihao asked you to do this!" Mo Jiujun's expression returned to clarity: "Aran is the son of the former prince."

Yuanhang was startled suddenly, trembling all over: "I don't know what you are talking about. You you you you you...why are you talking nonsense?"

The corner of Mo Jiujun's mouth twitched into a sneer: "There is no impenetrable wall in the world, what are you going to do?"

"Uh..." Yuanhang bowed his head and pretended to be calm: "I am the son of the former princess, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Aran's thigh..." Mo Jiujun recalled that white and small long leg, and said leisurely, "I've seen it before."

Yuanhang's breathing was shocked, his pale complexion became even paler, obviously the young master's thighs had been covered by the medicine long ago, why would Mo Jiujun know.He raised his head and looked at Mo Jiujun in fear: "How about you...?" He wondered if Mo Jiujun knew the identity of the young master, would he...

He dared not think.

Mo Jiujun doesn't want to get too entangled in this topic, he just needs to know: "If you are the son of the former princess, how would you treat me?"

Yuanhang bowed his head in silence for a while, then raised his head firmly, his eyes were like torches: "First, I committed suicide, and there is no blood from the previous dynasty in the world; second, I was rescued by the remnants of the previous dynasty, and I died with them, and I still believe that Wuhou's mansion is peaceful."

"Can it really be peaceful?" Mo Jiujun once thought about what would happen to Chai Ziran if he was of the blood of the previous dynasty.After thinking for a long time, he still has no answer.It is related to the country, the country, and the people all over the world. Who can be alone and who can be at peace.

Yuanhang bowed his head and remained silent. In fact, he knew that Xin Wuhou's idea was not a good idea, but at least he could keep the young master, so he agreed.

There were heavy footsteps outside the door, and it was the yamen servant who sent the message who came out on purpose. He saluted respectfully outside the cell: "My lord, the eldest princess is here."

Mo Jiujun frowned: "Where is it?" A Ran was in his mansion, and the two of them bumped into each other.

The yamen servant said: "It's just outside the prison."

"Is she so impatient?" Mo Jiujun murmured, then ordered the yamen servant to send someone to guard Yuanhang, and walked out of the prison with steady steps.

"Young Master Jiujun." Yuanhang suddenly rushed to the iron pillar, holding the iron pillar with both hands, with a few tears in his eyes: "Please look at you growing up with the young master, and hold your hands high. The young master..." After a pause: "Although he never said it, you are the person he cares about the most in his heart, and he always remembers to pick peaches with you... In this world, you are the person he doesn't want to get involved the most. "

"He lost his parents overnight, became the laughing stock of being ridiculed overnight, and became a prodigal son overnight. Young master, he is very smart, has a photographic memory, is good at reading, and writes beautifully. The person he admires the most in his life is his father, the founding general. His dream is to lead thousands of troops, rush to the battlefield to kill the enemy, defend the country, protect the family..."

"And you."

Yuan Hang could only see Mo Jiujun's thick back without moving. He didn't know what his words meant to Mo Jiujun. His existence can even threaten the current state of the Holy Spirit.And Mo Jiujun is the sage's favorite nephew, and he even likes him more than his own son.

"Young Master Jiujun." Two lines of tears flowed from Yuanhang's eyes. He was an orphan. If there was no Xinwuhou Mansion, there would be no him, and there would be no him without Chai Zi. Even if he knew that Mo Jiujun would not be shaken, he still wanted to say it.

"The person you care about the most in this world, my son, is you. Do you still remember when the founding general and his wife both passed away? At that time, your son was the most lonely and helpless, because his identity was discovered by the Holy Majesty, and his His life is linked to that of Xinwuhou's mansion. He wants to die, but he is afraid that his family will be hurt. He can't sleep every night, and when he opens his eyes, he will see a bloody corpse. But the son is most worried about you. He is afraid that you will be killed by him. He was troubled, and he went to your door to scold you, saying that knowing you was a lifelong shame, and he knelt down to break up with you."

"My son, he said that as long as you get rid of him, you can live a good life. You are the holy nephew. As long as you leave him, your future will be bright."

"Young Master Jiujun, please let me die for him because you see the sincerity between you and Young Master! I will definitely not implicate you."

The tears of Yuanhang slid down his face in the dry dungeon, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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