Mr. Fu ran away again today

"Yuqing, you..."

Mo Chen didn't continue, he could tell from Yuqing's flushed face and slightly trembling body that if he said a few harsh words, it would crush the fragile self-esteem of this young man.

What a headache, when did he have such a flourishing peach blossom?Did God take pity on him just after being dumped by Fu Chuxi, and gave him two peach blossoms as a token of comfort?

What kind of consolation is this?He was clearly here to cause trouble for him...

Mo Chen squeezed the space between his eyebrows, he glanced at Yuqing, and jokingly said, "Your drunk relative is not a good person, but luckily you met me, an honest gentleman, if you accidentally kiss someone with a ulterior motive next time... , what will you do if you eat it?"

After Mo Chen finished speaking, he bent over to put on his shoes and was about to slip away: "It's getting late, I should go back."

"Even if I'm drunk, I won't take care of my relatives." Yuqing said, kneeling on the ground, looking up at Mo Chen and saying, "I want to stay with the island owner."

"What are you doing by my side?" Mo Chen said with a smile, "If I want to listen to an opera, I will come to Moguang Garden."

"I kiss the island owner because I like the island owner."

Mo Chen closed his eyes, hissed, and felt that one head was bigger than two.

Yuqing grabbed her sleeve and tried to suppress the trembling in her voice: "I thought the island owner and Miss Bai were a couple before, so I kept suppressing my heart and didn't dare to express my opinion. Knowing that the island owner likes men, I... ..."

Looking at Yuqing like this, Mo Chen inexplicably remembered his previous self, and he was also cautiously suppressing his heart when facing Fu Chuxi.

"Yuqing, I'm not a good person." Mo Chen walked to Yuqing's side and said, "You will meet that person one day, but it must not be me."

Mo Chen was about to get up after finishing speaking, but Yuqing grabbed his wrist and begged, "Let me stay by the island owner's side, as long as I can serve by the island owner's side, I will be satisfied!"

"You are a famous actor in opera, so many people want to hold you in their hands, and how many people chase after you to watch your plays, you belong to the stage." Mo Chen patted Yuqing's hand, " Just let go and live your own life."

Yuqing really let go, and Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and saw him start to untie his belt.

"What are you doing?" Mo Chen subconsciously took two steps back.

"Yuqing's life was saved by the island owner. From now on, Yuqing will be the owner of the island." Yuqing took off his outer robe and began to untie the tie of his unlined clothing. Eye circles are red, "Yuqing doesn't dare to extravagantly ask to stay with the island owner. If the island owner needs anything in the future, he will use Yuqing as a servant in the bamboo forest pavilion. At least Yuqing's body is still clean..."

Mo Chen finally understood what was going on in Yuqing's mind, and he broke out in a sweat. He grabbed Yuqing's skirt and put the clothes back on.

"Who are you showing yourself to be so contemptuous?" Mo Chen's voice was full of anger, "If you were from my island, I would beat you to death eight times if you said these words! Don't move! Put your hands on your knees superior!"

Yuqing knelt on the ground tremblingly, clenched her hands tightly, and whispered: "I'm just a lowly actor."

"Fart! Mr. Fu has sung opera with you, and I have also learned opera. You mean that Mr. Fu and I are also fucking despicable?" Island Master Mo said coldly.

Yuqing was startled, and tears rolled down her eyes immediately.

Seeing that he really didn't move around anymore, Mo Chen sat down on the ground with no strength. He looked at Yuqing and said, "What I'm going to say next, put your ears up and write it down word by word!"

Yuqing nodded, not daring to look at him.

"Remember, no matter who you are, you can like whoever you like, but you must never give up your self-esteem and self-deprecation to like yourself. A person can't even look down on himself, even he has to despise himself, and count on others Looking at you high, do you take you seriously?" Mo Chen said coldly, "Did you hear that?"

Yuqing nodded lightly, tears falling on the back of her hand one by one.

Seeing him crying like this, Mo Chen felt unbearable, and said in a gentler tone: "Feelings can't be forced, some people are destined not to be yours, at this time you just have to think, it's not my fault, it's him It’s enough to be blind. Some things are let go, and you should have heard it in Moguangyuan. I have the same thoughts for Mr. Fu as you do for me, but don’t you think I’m letting go now?”

Mo Chen said with a smile: "You see, I'm still living a good life. I'm happy every day, aren't I?"

Yuqing wiped away her tears and asked, "Are you really happy?"

Mo Chen's face changed slightly, but his smile deepened: "Everyone has their own life to live and their own way to go. You think he is a mountain that you can't cross, but when you climb over it, you will go far away." You will find that the other party is just a little Tupo. Tsk tsk, I have lived half my life, and I have never said such a reasonable thing to others, today I will give it to you for free!"

"Okay, don't be too horny, don't you have to perform on stage tomorrow? Go wash your face, get a good sleep, wake up tomorrow is a new day, and everything will pass." Mo Chen finished speaking and took a picture. He patted Yuqing on the shoulder, opened the door and walked out.

That night, Mo Chen wandered around the gate of Fu's mansion for a few times. When he remembered what he said to Yuqing just now, his face ached. In the end, he didn't knock on the door, and climbed over the wall and went back to the island.

After that night, Mo Chen simply closed the door to thank the guests, he didn't see anyone, he only devoted himself to practicing swords and inner skills, and he was more serious than retreating for a while.

A few days later, the news brought by Hall Master Ma broke Mo Chen's calm state of mind.

When Hall Master Ma told the news about the court, Mo Chen remained calm.Knowing that the peace talks between Dafeng and Beidi came to fruition, Beidi promised not to invade within three years, and at the same time sent a pile of gold, silver and jewels, and then replaced their prince.Dafeng's prince survived the crisis of Yi Chu safely, but Li Wang was recently classified as a party, and was hated by Ying Wang, who was staring at him every day to catch him.

After reporting the affairs of the court, Hall Master Ma sighed: "So, King Li, like the owner of the island, has recently closed the door to thank guests because of illness."

Mo Chen smiled and said, "Isn't it good to thank guests behind closed doors? I've been concentrating on practicing martial arts every day, and I always feel that I have improved a lot in both swordsmanship and inner strength. By the way, where is Ah Lang? Any news?"

"Yes. I'm afraid it's not good news." Hall Master Ma said, "I sent a lot of people to search around Yanchi Town with the portrait of Molang. The last person who saw Molang was a beggar who said he saw Molang in the mass grave."

"Mass Burial Mound?" Mo Chen was startled, and looked at Hall Master Ma, "When?"

Hall Master Ma said: "It was at noon on the third day of March. The beggar said that he went to the mass grave to touch the corpse, and wanted to strip the dead man's clothes to exchange for copper coins. Later, he hid when he saw the sound of horseshoes, saying that he saw the dead man. A man on a tall horse left behind a man who had a blood hole in his chest and was still bleeding out, and he was no longer alive."

Hearing this, Mo Chen's expression changed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure that person is Ah Lang?"

Hall Master Ma said: "The beggar said that he took the money bag from the body. There was a sword next to the body. Half of the paint on the scabbard had been worn away, and it looked like broken copper. Didn't pick it up."

Mo Chen thought of A Lang's broken sword, his fingernails were stuck in his palm, and he didn't even notice the bleeding: "Where's the corpse?"

Hall Master Ma shook his head: "The beggar said that he regretted it at night and thought it would be good to take a sword back to cut branches and set fire to it, but when he went back to look for it, the body and the sword were gone..."

"He killed it..." Mo Chen gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I should have known that when I saw him wearing a cloth scarf around his neck that day... He didn't wear a cloth scarf on such a cold day outside the pass, why did he wear a cloth scarf when he entered the pass... It must be something to cover up, it's a wound... That's right, how could Ah Lang allow him to kill? He must have resisted..."

How can a man who is too drunk to stand up beat a sober man?That's why Yang Lang had the opportunity to sneak in and kill Ah Lang!

Mo Chen's fingers were tightly clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white.If he hadn't been drinking with A Lang, A Lang would not have died!If he hadn't trusted them and handed over the drunk A Lang to them, A Lang wouldn't have died...

Thinking of this, Mo Chen wanted to stab himself, but he knew that there was one more thing that he had to do right now.

Mo Chen grasped the sword, stood up and shouted: "Xu Xiaoliang!"

"Here!" Xu Xiaoliang hurried out from behind the tree.

Mo Chen said: "I want to leave the island! Prepare my horse!"

Hall Master Ma quickly asked: "Island Master, what are you going to do?"

Mo Chen said in a deep voice: "Kill!"

His eyes were red with terrifying murderous intent, making Hall Master Ma feel terrified even looking at him.He didn't dare to stop him, so he could only quietly call the two disciples of Zhuque Hall to follow Mo Chen.

Mo Chen rode his horse and galloped for four days and four nights, and arrived in the capital on April [-]th.

It was already dusk when he arrived in the capital, Mo Chen abandoned his horse as soon as he entered the city, he carried a sword and walked towards Li Wang's mansion.

He has not closed his eyes for four days and four nights, and he only stopped to eat twice a day. The white robe on his body was also dusted by the wind and sand because of the rush. swordsman.

Mo Chen didn't dare to think about anything along the way, he was afraid that if he accidentally remembered Fu Chuxi, he would not be able to swing the sword in his hand.

Gratitude must be repaid, and revenge must be avenged.He can kill Yang Lang, but what about Fu Chuxi?

Mo Chen stood outside the gate of Prince Li's Mansion, looking at the plaque that said "Prince Li's Mansion", he once again forbade himself to think about that name and that face.

Mo Chen stood outside the door for too long, the soldiers guarding the door obviously noticed this suspicious person.

"You! What are you doing?" Two government soldiers stepped forward and questioned.

Mo Chen looked at them, and asked, "I'm here to find Lord Yang Lang, is he there?"

The two muttered a few words in a low voice, Mo Chen vaguely heard them saying they were here, and then a soldier said: "You wait, I will go in and report. What do you want to do with Mr. Yang?"

Mo Chen pinched the sword in his hand, and looked at him with a pair of icy eyes: "Tell Yang Lang, my name is Mo Chen, and I'm here to kill him."