Rebirth - Forbidden Love·The Lamb Among Wolves!

Qingshou Palace

It was already late at night, after the approval of the memorial, Mo Yanyao brought Wang Cheng alone to the Qingshou Palace, stood outside the door and quietly looked at the tall plaque, with bouts of fatigue unconsciously filling up his entire heart .

It shouldn't be like this, now I stand above tens of thousands of people, have the power and power to have everything, but why is my heart still empty?

"Your Majesty, it's windy at night, you'd better go in and rest. Look, Concubine Ran has not slept at this hour in order to wait for you." She opened her mouth carefully, even a confidant like him would never understand The emperor's heart, the master with the most wealth and the highest status in the world, was not living happily. The wrinkles between his brows were almost always closed, only when he saw... that he would relax a little.

Bow your head and half bow your waist to lead the emperor in. As a slave, don’t think about some things you shouldn’t think about. Even if you guess something you don’t know, you should completely forget it. This is your duty. ah.

"Go down." He waved his hand to tell the people waiting on the left and right to retreat, and together with Wang Cheng, he stood guard outside the door, walked slowly into the inner hall, and only after turning a corner, a tall and tall figure faintly came into view.

With a pause in his footsteps, Mo Haoxuan... his heart fell into a trance like every time. That day, it was because of this similar back that he decided to accept this man as a male favourite. Originally he thought, since he just wanted to find someone As a stand-in, why not find someone who looks similar to Mo Haoxuan?Why bother to put all the madness on Wuhui, Wuhui is his blood after all, he shouldn't and can't drag innocent him into the abyss that he shouldn't bear.

So you made this man a concubine, and you deliberately named her a concubine, Ran, Yan, Mo Haoxuan, you have become my concubine too, will your soul be unwilling after death?Hehe... Although it's just a stand-in, it's enough to humiliate you!

"Your Majesty..." Turning around timidly, Concubine Ran stood in front of Mo Yanyao with lowered eyebrows, her handsome face was faintly pale, and if she looked closely, she could still see his body trembling.

"Did I tell you to speak?" A faint voice that could not be heard in anger sounded slowly, half-closed his eyes, and Mo Yanyao sat in a chair beside him. He hated this man's voice, such a timid little Where is the voice that Mo Haozhen should have?How could that man who stood proudly like a god even when he stood at a disadvantage with no way out, how could he tremble like a woman?

Thinking about it, the cold air on Mo Yanyao's body became thicker and thicker, until Concubine Ran fell to her knees on the ground with a 'plop', and kowtowed with both hands on the ground, "The emperor spares my life, I beg the emperor to spare..."

"Shut up!" Nu Shengsheng interrupted Concubine Ran's begging for mercy, and Mo Yanyao walked up to Concubine Ran in a few strides, squatted down, and lifted Concubine Ran's chin forcefully, staring at Concubine Ran with emotionless eyes. Concubine Ran and Mo Haozhen had similar eyebrows and eyes, and it took a long time before she said leisurely, "Concubine Ran, don't forget the rules I set for you. What I like to see is your back, your eyebrows and eyes, not you. People! So..." The palm of the hand tightened, and the man's chin in the palm immediately turned green, "You'd better know how to play your own role, otherwise I don't mind finding a better substitute."

After the words fell, he turned around and strode out of the room, Mo Yanyao resolutely left, and when the ice-like aura completely faded away, Concubine Ran, who was half paralyzed on the ground in fright, dared to get up with a pale face and hands and feet.

He knows, he has always known that the person the emperor wants to spoil is not himself. He still remembers that the emperor came to wait on him when he was drunk that night. The first time he saw the emperor was in such a situation, the emperor was crying...

Silent tears wetted the luxurious dragon robe drop by drop. A handsome and elegant man sat there in disheveled clothes among the wine bottles all over the floor. .

Everyone sympathizes with the weak, especially when the weak is still the emperor, this kind of sympathy will be flooded, so he didn't know whether he was dizzy or was tempted by the devil, and he walked to the emperor's side step by step. All he wanted was to put some clothes on the emperor and help him into the house to rest.

Closing her eyes bitterly, Concubine Ran threw herself on the bed and began to cry softly.

How could he have imagined that the emperor would have such a big reaction when he saw him, first kicking and beating him, then hugging him, crying and laughing, and then...he was inexplicably named Concubine Ran, what concubine Ran, the emperor didn't even I haven't touched him before, the pity he is an innocent man, but he is passed on to be a vixen, or the multiple versions of the male version, he doesn't bother to listen to it, whoever makes himself okay is going to comfort the emperor when he is full ?Looking at it now, no matter how much the emperor needs comfort, the person who can give him comfort should not be a lowly slave like himself. It's a pity that everything is too late...

Covering her head with a quilt, Concubine Ran wanted to cry again, she was afraid of the emperor, she was so scared to death, every time the emperor came, she would stare at him for a long time, he couldn't speak or move, she just sat there stiffly In the chair, Emperor Ren stared at him endlessly with fiery eyes, sometimes for several hours a day, and even he himself admired himself for being able to keep it going until now.

Thinking of myself as a small person, it can be said that I have basically never encountered any big storms since I was a child. I was able to enter the palace to do errands because of the support of relatives. Well, I was put under house arrest by the emperor on the first day I went on errands. Fortunately, I said outside Although Feng Shuo Yu has many people who have seen his true face, there are not many people, so the family members probably don't know that the "favored" Concubine Ran is Ye Xiaoming, sniffling, woo~ he is homesick, He misses his mother, his sister, and the big yellow dog at home. In short, if he can, he would rather go home and be a useless waste material for the rest of his life than the emperor's favorite concubine. It's terrible!

Tired from crying, Concubine Ran fell asleep in a daze. Under the moonlight, crystal tears still hung on the wet corners of her eyes, adding a little helplessness and desolation to this 15-year-old boy. Not good~~

Speaking of which, Mo Yanyao here hurriedly left Qingshou Palace in anger, waved back Wang Cheng who wanted to follow up, and swayed to the Panlong Palace. When he regained his mind, he had already reached the Panlong Palace. On a big tree, the opposite window just happened to be able to see Mo Wuhui's bed.

Frown, what's wrong with me?It's all their fault that they came here unknowingly, lowered their heads and stared at their feet!

'Cough, cough, cough~' After a series of low coughs, Mo Yanyao moved his eyes back to the window, and heard the young man inside still coughing non-stop, and couldn't help pursing his lips even tighter, these ignorant people My slave, didn't you hear your master coughing?Why didn't anyone get up and take a look?

Finally, when Mo Yanyao could hardly bear it any longer, a servant walked into the room, first lit the lamp and then hurriedly brought a cup of tea.

Looking at the boy with loose hair on the bed by the candlelight, he seems... thinner again?The ethereal aura on his body also became stronger. He doesn't like Mo Wuhui's current appearance, as if he has nothing to love and can leave at any time, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, Mo Wuhui, as your royal father, I have the right to control you, I order you, you are not allowed to leave without my permission, you know? !

"I'm fine, let's go down." After taking a sip of water, I felt much better. I didn't want anyone to watch over me, so Mo Haozhen waved away the servant and leaned on the bedside, lost in thought, as if I couldn't fall asleep. So what should I do?

When he was stupefied, he suddenly put on his clothes and got up and walked to the table. When he was alive in his 'previous life', he would write, draw and draw something whenever he was upset. After a long time, he became a habit even though he wanted to quit. By the way, after taking over Mo Wuhui's body, I really haven't written a pen, and I don't know if it's familiar. Well, when there is no one at night, I will burn it when I finish writing. I don't think so. What will happen.

Tilted his head and thought for a while, with his left hand on his sleeve, he wrote like a dragon. After a while, a painting of ink and wash appeared vividly on the paper. Every color of the mountains and rivers made Mo Haoxuan smile with satisfaction. , Ha ha... It seems that my skills have not regressed, so I am gratified.

Outside the window, Mo Yanyao, who was squatting on the tree, was stunned by what he saw. That painting was clearly Mo Haozhen's work!Is Wugui imitating Mo Haozhen?Impossible, he has never been in contact with Mo Haoxuan at all, so could it be... Thinking of the possibility he had been doubting, Mo Yanyao's eyes lit up suddenly, and the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed even if he wanted to He couldn't see the smile, and he couldn't think about it. He only knew that the person he wanted to be stuck with seemed to have really returned...

Leaving the Panlong Palace silently, Mo Yanyao did not rush to have a showdown with Mo Wuhui, but instead sent his capable men to Tianlan Mountain. He wanted to bring over all the servants who were serving Mo Wuhui there for questioning. Maybe some things can be answered satisfactorily, hehe... Mo Wuhui, Father needs to prepare a lot before he can fight you, right?So, don't let the royal father down~

Not knowing at all that he had accidentally leaked a secret that shouldn't be leaked, Mo Haoyan burned the calligraphy and paintings he drew and went to bed to make up for the sleep. The next day when he heard that Mo Yanyao was out of the palace, he might come back in three or two days. If he didn't come, he was in a good mood and wandered out of the Panlong Palace. The palace without Mo Yanyao felt different~

"Yo~ who am I, isn't this His Highness Wugui?"

Well, the good mood is gone, looking at the beautifully dressed woman in front of her with her lips painted like a monkey's buttocks, Mo Haoxuan has to suspect that Mo Yanyao is picky about women.

What kind of stuff is this?If you want temperament without temperament, and looks without looks, can Mo Yanyao be so fascinated by such a casual woman that she can be named a concubine?Tsk tsk tsk tsk~ It seems that it's all my own fault, for restraining Mo Yanyao for so long, it actually made him so hungry and thirsty that he couldn't choose what to eat.

Whispering in his heart but on the surface it was not the case at all, Mo Haoxuan gave a light salute, not hot but definitely not faulty, "I have seen the empress Lan, I wish her well."