Married and Obedient to the Husband

"It's really affectionate." Pear blossoms were flying outside, raindrops were falling, and the flying pear blossoms fell into the hands of a person. The person wore a mask on half of his face, and strange flame traces were painted on the other half of his face. It was as if it had grown out of the flesh and blood, and it was vivid and frightening.

Ye Wuchang stood quietly in a hidden place, his eyes were filled with the flying pear blossoms and Yan Mo's piercing smile.

How could he be pregnant with his own child and shamelessly be with other men.Didn't you promise him to stay with him for the rest of your life and never leave?

Ye Wuchang's eyes were getting colder and colder. He thought Yan Mo was being forced, but the bright smile just now did not show any hint of coercion.

No.Ye Wuchang shook his head suddenly, how could he doubt Mo'er, how could he.

Ye Wuchang's hands were tightly clenched into fists, his expression was struggling in pain, Mo'er must have some difficulties, it must be like this.

He was going to ask Yanmo for clarification.

With a thought in Ye Wuchang's mind, he flashed towards Yanmo's room.

Li Ye checked Yanmo's pulse as usual, and after everything was fine, he said a few innocuous words and said goodbye to Yanmo. Yanmo sent Li Ye away, and then returned to the chair, staring at the rice paper on the desk in a daze.

I picked up the pen and wanted to draw something, but I didn't have that thought. I picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up again, and couldn't make up my mind over and over again.

Suddenly one hand held his hand, and a familiar feeling enveloped Yan Mo's whole body, Yan Mo trembled all over, turned around suddenly, and looked at Ye Wuchang who appeared in front of his eyes in surprise.

Starlight flickered in his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his pale pink lips: "Impermanence."

"Well, it's me." The moment Ye Wuchang saw Yanmo, all the previous doubts were thrown away, and Yanmo's joyful expression just now was not hypocrisy or fake, it was real.

This realization made Ye Wuchang very excited. He raised his arms to hug Yan Mo, and gently stroked the contours of Yan Mo's face with one hand. His dark and deep eyes turned into endless tenderness at this moment, deeply locking the beloved.

"I miss you a lot these days."

"Me too."

Yan Mo reached out and hugged Ye Wuchang's waist, all the grievances disappeared during the time of separation, and he missed this man with all his heart and eyes, and he missed him all the time.

"This time I'm here to take you away. I've thought about it. The position of the leader of the Devil's Cult is just a false name. The master has passed away, and I have kept my oath to him to be the leader of the Devil's Cult. I've done my best, Mo'er, I've decided, I don't want the position of the leader of the Demon Cult, I just want you, me and you, Qing'er and the child in your womb, let's find a place to live in seclusion, plant some flowers and plants , and happily watch over the children for a lifetime, okay?"

Ye Wuchang's low voice rang from the top of his head, Yanmo could almost imagine such a beautiful scene when he closed his eyes, Qing'er was running happily on the grass, followed by another little guy, joyful laughter overflowed from the children's mouths , such as the crisp wind chime is pleasant and moving, and he and Ye Wuchang stand side by side in the sea of ​​flowers, smiling and staring at the two children. He has been looking forward to this kind of life for a long time. An unattainable dream, now a dream has become a reality.

Alarm bells were ringing in Yanmo's mind, that day was also a day of thunder and rain, the wind was raging, he met Qi Lianyu, he said I don't want to hate you but still couldn't help it.

Looking back, his black hair spread out and turned into silver hair.

As an elder brother, he has never done anything for his younger brother, on the contrary, his younger brother has been taking care of him, and he is the one who hurt his younger brother's heart in the end.

He couldn't leave, Yanmo trembled all over, stiffly pushed Ye Wuchang away, stood up from the chair in panic, took two or three steps back, and hit the table behind him.

"No." As if the gentle and joyful expression before was an illusion, Yan Mo returned to normal at this moment, coldly refusing.

Ye Wuchang's face changed slightly, his eyes sank, and dark waves were brewing inside, he asked in a deep voice, "Why?" When Ye Wuchang asked this, an imperceptible pain flashed in Ye Wuchang's eyes.

"I have reasons why I can't leave."

Yanmo lowered his head, hardly daring to look into Ye Wuchang's eyes.

"What reason? I can give up the position of Demon Cult leader for you, abandon everything and go far away. Is your reason more important than mine?"

Ye Wuchang's voice became excited, and he asked sharply.

"For Xiao Yu'er." Yanmo lowered his eyes and whispered, "Only the royal family of Xifan has the antidote for Chi Tang, which was burned to death by Si Yukun's mother ten years ago, together with the antidote." They were also destroyed together, and Si Yukun had one, the only one, so..."

"So you exchange your own body for the antidote." Ye Wuchang interrupted Yan Mo's words almost violently. At this moment, turbulent waves rolled in his dark eyes, and his angry face seemed to be the reincarnated Shura. Taking a step forward, he grabbed Yanmo's shoulder.

Clasping it tightly, Yanmo could almost hear the sound of his own bones cracking. Ye Wuchang's anger was like a real beast, and Yanmo could also feel the incredible oppression.

Being questioned by Ye Wuchang like this, Yan Mo's face turned even paler. Ye Wuchang was right, he was trading his body for the antidote.What is the difference between such a lowly dirty business and a whore?

"Only Si Yukun has the antidote, right? Well, I'll arrest him and torture him to force him to hand over the antidote. This way the head office will be fine."

"No."

"Why?" Ye Wuchang's expression became even darker.

"Impermanence, you can't do this, you know Lihun..."

"Enough." Ye Wuchang interrupted Yan Mo angrily, "After all this, you just want to marry Si Yukun, why bother to say so many high-sounding reasons, these days you help Si Yukun secretly plan to get rid of the Don’t think that I can’t see what you want to do. You want to secretly instigate Si Yukun and help him become emperor. Why do you do so much? It’s for Emperor Ye, right? Good old friend of yours, Xifan and Dajing are at war, as long as you instigate Si Yukun, this war can be avoided, you really have good intentions."

Ye Wuchang's arms holding Yanmo's shoulders were trembling slightly, as if it took him a lot of energy to finish speaking, Ye Wuchang also began to breathe low after speaking.

"I don't, Wuchang, I really have a compelling reason, you believe me." Seeing Ye Wuchang like this, Yan Mo panicked, this feeling seemed to return to five years ago, when Ye Wuchang lost control of his rage.

Yanmo shook his head in a panic to explain, but Ye Wuchang didn't seem to listen to a word.

"If you come with me, I will believe you."

Ye Wuchang gritted his teeth and asked coldly, this is his ultimatum.

Yanmo loosened the hand that grasped Ye Wuchang's sleeve weakly: "I can't leave yet."

When Ye Wuchang heard what Yan Mo said, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I'm just being self-indulgent. I should have thought of this kind of result from the very beginning, but why do I still jump without hesitation even if I know that there is no redemption ahead?" go down."

Ye Wuchang pushed Yan Mo away violently, his eyes were lowered and a large shadow covered his sight, the strong evil spirit emanating from his body made people tremble with fear.

Ye Wuchang sneered suddenly, turned his head and left without looking at Yan Mo.

Seeing this situation, Yanmo just wanted to run after him, but when he thought that even if he chased him, the result would be the same, he stopped abruptly.

He could only watch desperately as Ye Wuchang's back gradually disappeared from his sight, Yan Mo stretched out his hand hastily, trying to grab something, but there was nothing.

"Irregular."

Yanmo murmured in a low voice, the wind, frost and melancholy were indistinct.

Ye Wuchang walked very resolutely, leaving Si Yukun's Marquis Mansion, and leaped away with lightness kung fu all the way, finally landed on a mountain peak, above which there were lush trees and the sea of ​​greenery formed a unique scenery.

"Why, why." There were a thousand or ten thousand things in Ye Wuchang's mind that he couldn't figure out. At this moment, he just felt that something was suppressing his chest, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe.

His heart ached, the pain was so extreme that it almost drove him crazy.

Ye Wuchang swung his palm fiercely, sand and rocks flew under the wind of the huge palm, and the trees were uprooted and fell to the ground.

Ye Wuchang was like an enraged beast, venting his anger crazily, the trees around him were all seeded, but he seemed to continue to attack tirelessly.

Suddenly there was a violent ups and downs in the chest, Ye Wuchang couldn't suppress it anymore, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground under his feet red.

Ye Wuchang sat on the ground decadently, took off the mask on his face with one hand, and then covered his eyes, with big tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't know why he was so sad. He was someone he had known for a few months. Why did he care so much? He cared more than anything else. He originally thought that he would leave with him after abandoning the position of leader, but he refused. , for his so-called reason.

Could it be that in his heart, he is really inferior to that Emperor Ye, who calls him by the name A Rui every time in his midnight dreams.

Thinking of it this way, Ye Wuchang felt like a fire was burning in his heart, which made him almost go crazy, and his whole body was trembling.