His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

These eyes are full of ice, cold and faint, if you are an ordinary person, you will definitely tremble when you look at them.But this young man was different, he was only stunned for a moment, then he ignored An Yehua's eyes, and then he wanted to start again.

"Who are you!" An Yehua sternly shouted, his face full of vigilance, could it be that the prime minister couldn't wait any longer and sent someone to assassinate him?

"Mo Yu." The boy replied with a cold face.

Then without saying a word, he picked up An Yehua and walked out of the cell.

Seeing that the boy had no intention of killing him, An Yehua's wary face immediately relaxed.Then it showed the usual incompetence and stupidity in the past.

After a moment of dizziness, An Yehua was carried on Mo Yu's shoulders.

"Alas, this brother, man and woman, bah, man and woman can't stand it, please let me down quickly." An Yehua kept struggling on Mo Yu's shoulder.It's a pity that Mo Yu is a martial artist, and An Yehua is just a weak person who grew up in the palace since he was a child, so Mo Yu still carried him steadily.

Mo Yu ignored An Yehua's struggle and just walked out on her own.When walking out of the cell door, An Yehua bumped into the railing outside the cell, and hugged the cell iron railing tightly like a life-saving straw.

Because of An Yehua's hug, Mo Yu grinned and almost fell to the ground.But he wasn't annoyed, he just turned around after stabilizing his body, and slowly snapped off An Yehua's fingers that were clinging to the railing one by one.

An Yehua was extremely desperate, and watched helplessly as his hands were loosened from the life-saving straw.

Then Mo Yu, who was carrying him, disregarded An Yehua's yelling and flew over the eaves and walls on his own.

"Oh, little brother Mo, slow down, you're so fast, you'll throw me off."

"Hey, don't go so high, I'm afraid of heights, oh my god!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, woo woo woo."

An Yehua watched the ground in front of him go up and down, up and down, and couldn't help feeling dizzy and howling all the way.He really wanted to just pass out like this and never suffer from such crimes again, but he couldn't.He didn't know where the boy was going to take him. He had to try his best to write down the route. If he still had a chance to escape, it was very important to remember the route.

But no matter what the prince said or called, Mo Yu refused to let go, and just jumped up and down with lightness kung fu.

It wasn't until they crossed the high wall of the imperial palace and passed through the seemingly houses in the imperial city that they came to a hut.

This hut stands in a bamboo forest, because it is night, so this bamboo forest looks dark, a deep and terrifying look.

An Yehua shivered, since this person was not sent by the prime minister, then who is he.Perverted murderer?Killing and dismembering, throwing corpses into the wilderness?Thinking of this, An Yehua struggled even more frantically.He didn't want to die, he still had a lot of unfulfilled ambitions, how could he just die like this, or die in the hands of a perverted murderer.How can this be! ?

He swayed wildly, trying to make the boy who was carrying him let him go down.But the young man is still as firm as Mount Tai.

After that, An Yehua only felt the world spinning for a while, and he was thrown into the hut in the forest.

Apparently he was thrown onto the bed by the teenager over his shoulder.

An Yehua rubbed his sore buttocks while ouching, ouching.He also raised his eyes and secretly looked at Mo Yu who had carried him here.

I saw Mo Yu walked to the wooden table next to the bed with ease, picked up the teapot on it, poured himself a glass of water, sat on the stool, and drank quietly.

"Oh, brother, where is this place?" An Yehua slowly got up while stroking his aching waist. "Why did you bring me here?"

An Yehua raised his head and carefully looked at the young man sitting in front of him. He didn't even look at him properly just now.Looking at it now, I can see that the young man has a handsome appearance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he looks like a country and a city.Although it is said to be an appearance that is all over the country and the city, it does not have a trace of femininity at all, but has a fierce vigor.

With such a face, this man couldn't help but take a few more glances.What's more, if it's a woman, she must be fascinated by this face.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help clicking his tongue, but it's a pity, such a good-looking boy is probably a perverted murderer, and I'm afraid he will be disappointed with the girl he secretly promised.

Mo Yu didn't speak, but still drank the tea in his hand.

Seeing that Mo Yu was silent, An Yehua looked like he wanted to discuss with him again: "Do you want to rob money or sex? Oh, no, we are all men, you can only rob money. But what about money?" Well, it’s easy to say, the worst thing I have is money. As long as you let me go, I’ll call the servant to give you the money right away. It doesn’t matter how much you want, as long as you let me go.”

At this moment, Mo Yu finally put down the water glass in his hand, and looked straight at An Yehua.

An Yehua thought he was moved by his proposal, so he laughed and said, "Little brother, you see how good this is. You let me go earlier, so I can order someone to withdraw the money for you."

Mo Yu shattered An Yehua's fantasy: "I don't want money."

"Then what do you want?"