Dog emperor, take your life!

Cloud Palace.

Returning to this familiar place, Mo Ci felt a bitterness in his heart. He stood outside the hall and didn't take a step for a long time, until Chu Yue arranged the residence of Aer Yun and Shu Yun.

"A Ci, the side room has been tidied up, I will take you to have a look."

"Ah."

Coming to the side room, all the furnishings here are the same as those in the former National Teacher's Mansion, even the burning sandalwood smells very similar.

Mo Ci reached out and stroked every object here, he felt that he couldn't see through Chu Yue at all.

Even he himself didn't remember what the place he lived in looked like, but Chu Yue remembered it clearly.

If this is not about one person's performance, then there is another conspiracy, which makes Mo Ci start to have self-doubt in his heart.

The physical and mental pain that Chu Yue imposed on him before was real, and the kindness to him was also real.

But Chu Yue followed behind him in such a humble manner, like a dog, which made him feel a little unreal.

He sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea. The cup was small and delicate, and the cup was surrounded by elaborately carved dragon patterns. He picked it up and took a closer look.

Chu Yue sat down opposite him, with nowhere to put his nervous hands, and his eyes were erratic.

Suddenly, Mo Ci asked, "Did you engrave it?"

"Like it?"

"I hate dragon marks."

Mo Ci put down the teacup, and the tea in the cup splashed on the table, as if being abandoned by someone.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Chu Yue felt a little lonely, he lowered his head, and the two index fingers of both hands were circling each other.

"I thought you liked it." His voice was a little hoarse and low, perhaps because he was suppressing his inner emotions, "then I will carve a bird for you next time."

"I'm tired, I need to rest, you can go." After saying that, Mo Ci stood up and left the table.

Looking at Mo Ci's thin back, Chu Yue secretly made up his mind to take good care of him.

This afternoon, the Queen came to the Yun Zhongdian, she pulled Chu Yue to stand at the door of the side room, wanted to see Mo Ci, but was stopped by Shu Yun.

"The lord is tired from the boat and the car, and is resting at this time. I also ask the empress to come and visit again at another time."

Chen Qingxuan refused to let it go, she must see Mo Ci today, even if she couldn't beat him, she would bring Chu Yue to scare him.

"What is the next day? Doesn't the national teacher refuse to meet the majesty? Those who don't know think that the national teacher is the master of all the people in this world!" Shu Yun felt disgusted by the charming and sinister voice.

He countered a little impatiently: "Then please remember, empress, if there is no my master, do you think you can be the empress of the world?"

Chu Yue at the side felt very helpless about this. The queen was pregnant, so he didn't dare to scold her for her mindless behavior. Shu Yun was Mo Ci's person, and he dared not provoke Mo Ci now.

He gently tugged on the Queen's sleeve, but the Queen ignored him and still looked at Shu Yun with a haughty expression.

She said: "In this world, the strong always prevail, and there has never been a saying that anyone needs to rely on whom.

Everything is connected only by interests, and everyone just gets what they need.

I think the national teacher has understood this a long time ago, otherwise he would not have helped the Holy Majesty ascend the throne. "

"shameless."

Shu Yun rolled his eyes and spat on the ground.

"Bold! You are just a dog raised by the national teacher! How dare you be so disrespectful to me!"

As the queen said, she looked aggrieved, and leaned against Chu Yue's arms pretending to be exhausted: "My lord! You can't just let it go!"

Chu Yue patted her on the shoulder. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Mo Ci was dressed in white clothes, his hair was loose and fell on his chest in a messy way.

Standing at the door, he glanced at Chen Qingxuan who was in Chu Yue's arms.

Seeing this, Chu Yue immediately helped the queen up, and he forcibly explained: "The queen is a little irritable during pregnancy, so don't argue with her."

But Mo Ciquan acted as if he didn't hear what he said: "Dog? Even if it's a dog, it's not your turn to teach him a lesson."

Mo Ci put his hands behind his back, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face, although it softened the contours, it did not soften his eyes.

The empress was probably because of Chu Yue's presence, plus she was pregnant, her previous fear of Mo Ci had eased a lot.

She smiled and said: "I came to visit the national teacher on purpose, but I was suddenly stopped by someone. I was in a hurry and spoke a little too aggressively. I hope the national teacher will not care about it."

"Heh." Mo Ci walked into the room flicking his sleeves.

The sandalwood in the room was almost exhausted, and Mo Ci was about to add some to the incense burner, but was stopped by a voice.

"The imperial doctor said that the empress should not smell this strong fragrance during pregnancy, so the national teacher should not add any more."

Mo Ci's hand above the incense burner stopped, and he slowly stretched it back until Chu Yue walked in front of him.

For some reason, there was a tingling feeling in his heart, which made him a little out of breath.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yue asked when he saw him staring blankly beside the incense burner.

"I didn't expect that the Holy Majesty and the Empress made progress so quickly, even having a child." Mo Ci turned around and said with a smile.

When the queen heard this, she patted her stomach pretendingly, and said coquettishly, "It's probably because this child wants to come to this world too much."

"How many months?" Mo Ci asked, looking at her stomach.

Chu Yue didn't seem to understand Dao Moci's meaning, and hurriedly replied: "It's mid-October now, and the weather has turned cold, the national teacher should pay attention to adding clothes."

"I said child." Mo Ci said flatly.

"It's been three months." Chu Yue looked at the queen, signaling her not to talk too much.

In fact, Chu Yue was very guilty. When he had sex with the queen, he had just become emperor with Mo Ci's support.

On the night after the enthronement ceremony that day, Chu Yue thought about it and should have a child as soon as possible. In case something happened to him, the Longxia Dynasty would have no successors.

So, he did it without telling Mo Ci.

All the previous promises to Mo Ci all turned into shooting stars that night and disappeared into the long sky.

Only Mo Ci is still dreaming of being his pillow and winning his heart.

In the end, all my heart and blood were taken away by this person, like a sharp knife, slicing through every inch of his skin, and every step I took was painful like tearing.

Mo Ci smiled wryly to himself, he was the one who fell in love first, and he was the one who was injured utterly and almost died in the end.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, I ask your Majesty to forgive me for my belated congratulations."

Chu Yue tried to find some emotions from his tone of voice, but unfortunately he found nothing.

He didn't know how to face Mo Ci, it had already happened.

It would be a lie to say that he doesn't love Mo Ci, otherwise he wouldn't lose his mind in anxiety when Mo Ci was tortured by him and was about to die, and he wouldn't let go of the court affairs and go to Qiya Mountain to meet Mo Ci.

But the fault is also that he is the one who hurt Mo Ci's body and heart the most.

Chu Yue himself could not forgive what he had done before.