Mr. Fu ran away again today

When Mo Chen woke up again, it was already dark, and he was the only one still in the carriage.

Mo Chen propped himself up and sat up, feeling that his stomach was about to be flattened by hunger. He opened the curtain and saw several piles of fires lit outside, with pots on them, and everyone gathered around the fires to cook.

Fu Chuxi sat on the unloaded saddle, holding a small jar of wine in his hand.

"Why did you drink it by yourself?" Mo Chen got out of the car, rubbed his belly, walked to Fu Chuxi, sat down on the ground, and looked at Fu Chuxi with a smile.

"Does your head hurt anymore?" Fu Chuxi asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Mo Chen said with a smile, "Didn't your Highness Fu--be only willing to drink from a cup before, and never liked this way of drinking from a wine jar?"

Fu Chuxi looked at the dark night in front of her with a heavy heart, and said, "You don't need to call me Your Highness in private from now on."

Mo Chen burst into ecstasy: "What's that called? Call you Mr. Fu? Or Chu Xi?"

"Whatever you want," Fu Chuxi said with a smile, "You can also call me Xuanchu, Fu Xuanchu."

"Xuan Chu...the name sounds really nice."

Mo Chen was so excited that his heart beat faster, and he always felt that Fu Chuxi asked him to call him by his name directly, which was a way of showing favor.

"Your Highness, the porridge is ready." Yang Lang brought over a bowl of porridge, knelt down and handed it to Fu Chuxi.

Fu Chuxi took it over and put the bowl in Mo Chen's hand: "You haven't eaten all day, so eat something to warm your stomach first."

"Okay. Xuan Chu." Mo Chen said with a smile.

Yang Lang said expressionlessly: "Then this subordinate will serve His Highness another bowl."

Fu Chuxi ignored him and let him serve the porridge.On the contrary, Mo Chen asked strangely: "Master Yang, why is he so afraid of the cold today, and even wrapped a cloth scarf around his neck?"

There was displeasure in Fu Chuxi's tone: "Whatever."

Mo Chen was a little strange at the moment. He glanced at Fu Chuxi, only to think that he looked in a bad mood tonight.

Mo Chen stirred the porridge with a spoon, Yang Lang brought another bowl over, Fu Chuxi put the porridge aside to cool, continued to drink, looking at Yang Lang with impatience written on his face.

Mo Chen took two mouthfuls of porridge, originally he didn't intend to bother him, but he still couldn't hold back, and asked: "It's... my business, did it bother you?"

Fu Chuxi seemed to realize that he had leaked too many emotions tonight. He squeezed the space between his brows, gathered all these complex emotions back, slightly raised the corners of his lips and said: "Don't think too much, it's not because of you. It’s time to enter the capital, and I’m always a little restless.”

"Don't worry." Mo Chen smiled, "As long as you open your mouth, I and the entire Mochen Island will be at your disposal."

Fu Chuxi also smiled: "Then see you being chased and beaten by Elder Gao with a whip?"

Mo Daozhu said: "Don't leave any pot unopened...I'm showing my loyalty!"

Fu Chuxi said: "Okay, okay, let's drink the porridge first."

After dinner, Yang Lang divided the soldiers into three groups of sentries to prevent robbery or other accidents. The others rested on the spot and continued their journey until dawn.

Mo Chen and Fu Chuxi were still sleeping in the carriage.

Although the carriage was spacious enough to sit up, it was not enough for two grown men to lie down and rest. Mo Chen had slept on Fu Chuxi's side during the day, so he naturally offered his arms to Fu Chuxi to lean on at this moment.

Perhaps after drinking some wine in the evening, Mr. Fu's tense nerves relaxed a bit, and he didn't refuse. He folded his clothes and lay down on Mo Chen's lap. Mo Chen covered his body with his gray wolf fur cloak, and couldn't bear it. Stay and look twice.

As a result, two eyes and two eyes, Mo Island Master couldn't look away... I always feel that since Mr. Fu left Mochen Island and became the King of Li, his eyebrows and outlines have become more resolute than before, and he looks even more handsome. ...

Mo Chen was admiring the handsome face of his Mr. Fu when he saw the beauty opened his eyes.

Mo Chen asked: "Can't sleep?"

Fu Chuxi sat up, leaned against the wall of the compartment, and sighed sleepily: "You can't fall asleep if you are stared at by others all the time while you sleep."

Mo Chen was a little embarrassed, smiled twice and said: "Then I won't look at you anymore, you go to sleep."

Fu Chuxi didn't lie down anymore either, he leaned there and closed his eyes and said, "When I get to the capital, I'll take you around when I'm free."

Mo Chen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Fu Chuxi said again: "When the time comes to play for a few days, go back."

After Fu Chuxi finished speaking, Mo Chen didn't answer for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Chen looking at him aggrievedly.

...Do you think of yourself as a stray cat or dog again?Why do you keep looking at him with such pitiful eyes?

Fu Chuxi had a headache: "I'm not driving you away, but after returning to Beijing this time, many things will happen, controllable and uncontrollable, so don't come in and stir up this muddy water. Besides, you have been away from the island for a while, Time to go back and have a look.”

"You just don't want me..." Island Master Mo's face became thicker, he put his chin on Fu Chuxi's shoulder, "Xuan Chu, let me follow you... okay?"

When he was talking, he pointed at his neck, and the hot air tickled his neck and ears, which made Fu Chuxi shiver.

"Don't be silly!" he said.

"Just mess around!" Island Master Mo said, moving his lips forward to blow into Fu Chuxi's ear.

"You——" Fu Chuxi was about to turn her head and say something to him, but when she turned her head, her lips brushed against Mo Chen's. Fu Chuxi froze, and pinched Island Master Mo's chin with his hand and turned his face to the side.

This unexpected accident turned Island Master Mo into a stone. He took a while to touch his lips.

Is this... considered... a kiss?

Before Island Master Mo could finish being happy, Fu Chuxi poured cold water on his head: "Mo Chen, I don't want to hide it from you. When I return to Beijing this time, it won't be long before my father will definitely point me to a marriage, at most this year."

Mo Chen was startled, as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cave, from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, was completely icy cold.

"You... Seriously?" Mo Chen asked.

Fu Chu hoped for Mo Chen, and nodded for a long time.

Mo Chen's expression changed immediately, he grabbed the saber beside him and said, "It's stuffy in the car, I'll go out to get some air."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went out, and then there was a sound of hoofbeats, and Mo Chen just ran away.

He will have to talk about this matter sooner or later. It is better to say it sooner than later. It will save him more hope and make him feel more uncomfortable in the end.

It's just that Fu Chuxi didn't know why, when he said this, he felt uncomfortable first, and couldn't sleep all night.

Mo Chen came back at dawn, and when he came back, he was wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. He didn't say hello to Fu Chuxi after he came back, and sat on the ground to have breakfast with the soldiers.When they set off, they got on the horse and walked in front of Fu Chuxi's carriage with Yang Lang. When they slept at night, like everyone else, they found a tree to lean against and fell asleep.

From this day on, Mo Chen no longer talked to Fu Chuxi, he regarded himself as a member of ordinary soldiers, and never approached Fu Chuxi at all.In addition, Fu Chuxi didn't like Yang Lang, so he didn't even say a word for several days.

On the evening before entering the capital, the group settled down at the Linzhen Station.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms. Yang Lang was extra cautious tonight, and added more people to the night rotation of the soldiers, but something happened that night.

Mo Chen has always been a light sleeper outside, and when he sleeps, he will not take off his underwear, at most he will take off his outer robe and lie down, the sword is placed on the edge of the bed, within reach.

So when he heard the slight movement of the roof tiles, he opened his eyes suddenly.This is someone flying over the roof with light work, it sounds like there is more than one person.

Mo Chen got up quickly, grabbed the sword, and gently opened the door a crack, a dozen black shadows fell from the sky and landed in the station yard.

Before they could make a move, Mo Chen flew out: "Someone is robbing the prisoner!"

As soon as his words fell, the dozen or so people suddenly raised their voices, and the soldiers who rushed into the courtyard stopped suddenly as soon as they stepped in, and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Be careful of the poison on the arrow!" The sharp arrow attacked Mo Chen, and Mo Chen raised his sword to block it.

The door behind him opened with a creak, and it was Fu Chuxi's room.

"Don't come out!" Mo Chen retreated to the door and said.

"I'm fine." Fu Chuxi blocked a few arrows, "Go and see Murong Yuan!"

"You go first!" Mo Chen deliberately took a step behind, and waited for Fu Chuxi to go first before he followed closely behind, blocked the poisoned arrow for him, and went back to the yard to deal with the sneak attacker.

As soon as Fu Chuxi stepped into Murong Yuan's room, she saw Murong Yuan lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and convulsing.Not only Murong Yuan, but also Yang Lang fell beside him, he didn't know if he was dead or not, he was motionless.

Fu Chuxi was terrified. He thought that these people came to save Murong Yuan, but he didn't expect that they came to kill Murong Yuan.

Suddenly, a sword shot at Fu Chuxi's vest from behind.

"Be careful!" Mo Chenfei stepped forward, and used his sword to deflect the arrow that hit Fu Chuxi's back, and then saw a light coming out of the room, and the position at this moment was behind the fallen Murong Yuan.