stay together

Cheng Mo looked at the man who had been away for more than a day, "You are back!"

Xing Mo shook the snow blue flower bag in his hand, "Hey, you're back, did you miss me? Mo'er."

Cheng Mo was a little curious about what was in his hand, and automatically ignored Xing Mo's question, "You've been looking for something for a long time?"

"You will find out tomorrow, hehe, oh yes, all the officials above the third rank will come tomorrow, Mo'er doesn't mind?"

"Will daddy come?" Cheng Mo's eyes looked at Xing Mo, making Xing Mo's heart itch.

"Ahem... That's natural. Cheng Aiqing is the Lord Shangshu and Mo'er's father, so she will come naturally."

"Oh..." Cheng Mo turned around and fiddled with the fabric in his hand again.

Seeing that Cheng Mo ignored him, Xing Mo squeezed close to Cheng Mo with a shameless face, watched Cheng Mo tinker with the fabric in his hand, and watched

A little tired, he fell asleep next to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo looked at the man who was resting on his lap, breathing at a constant speed, with the unique temperament of the emperor's family, with a pair of sword eyebrows stretched now, and the corners of his mouth crazily raised: "Well, Cheng Mo, give me a kiss."

Cheng Mo thought to himself: "Why doesn't this person forget to tease himself when he's asleep?" He tugged at the white cloth with his hands, bit his lips to restrain his urge to give Xing Mo a head smack.

"Mo'er, I like you so much," the man said in sleep again.

Cheng Mo thought: "Then you like it, and don't let it go for the rest of your life."

General House

"Fifth Elder, spit it out for me, spit it out, it's the blood ginseng my father brought back from the North Pole, spit it out quickly, if my father finds out, he must peel off my skin."

I saw the fifth elder with something in his mouth, and he said vaguely: "Demon Lord, this blood ginseng is very nourishing, you can give it to me, besides, you are still afraid that a mere mortal will fail. "

"You know what a fart, you don't know how to do as the Romans do, return it to me quickly, or I won't take you into the palace."

"Hey, Demon Lord, you're threatening me again." The Fifth Elder obediently spit out the blood ginseng, and handed it to Qing Fengyue reluctantly.

"Am I threatening you? I'm teaching you. In this world, it's not like you are in the devil world. Don't look at what you want and want to take it for yourself." Qing Fengyue checked the blood ginseng, but luckily it wasn't broken. , and put it back in place.

"Devil Lord, when are we going? I want to hurry up and let the fourth brother arrange for me, and I also want to go to the world to wander." The fifth elder thought of the candied haws on the street as he spoke. , little clay figurine, the girl in the tavern, Hong, actually drools at the thought of this.

"Follow my father into the palace tomorrow morning." Qing Fengyue looked at the drool on the fifth elder's mouth and motioned him to wipe it off.

The Fifth Elder was not embarrassed, rolled up his sleeves and wiped it off, and it was over: "I will come to you tomorrow morning, the devil, the wine in Zuixianglou is ready again, I will come as soon as I go."

Qing Fengyue thought out of sight and out of mind, so she waved her hand and told him not to drink too much, and had to enter the palace tomorrow morning, when the Fifth Elder ran away in a puff of smoke.

At this time, the imperial palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the palace lanterns illuminated the dark night: "Hey, why do you think this noble man is so loved by the emperor?"

"I heard that this nobleman is the young son of the Shangshu Mansion. He has suffered from dementia since he was a child. Our emperor has been fighting with those ministers in the palace for so many years. It is rare to meet such a pure-hearted person. I hope this nobleman will treat him well. Our emperor." The two night guards leaned against the palace gate, looking at the starry sky as if they were praying for something.

"Mo'er, go to sleep, tomorrow is your birthday." Xing Mo squeezed the quilt for Cheng Mo, turned around and got warm water on the table to drink, because he caught the wind and cold when he went to look at Beishan, and his face looked a little pale.

Cheng Mo lay on the bed with his eyes slightly squinted: "Mo Jun" is what Xing Mo told him to call him, "Why don't you sleep here tonight."

"Pfft...cough cough cough cough" Xing Mo was drinking water when he heard Cheng Mo's sudden "invitation", and the water he just drank sprayed out again down his throat: "Cough cough, Mo'er, don't be afraid of me doing something what?"

Mo'er opened her eyes and looked at the bewildered person in front of her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "You, no, I believe you."

"Mo'er, wait for me, I'll go and calm down." Xing Mo rushed out of Xiangfeng Palace and brought a bucket of water from the pond in the adjacent courtyard. Regardless of the fact that he had caught a cold, he poured it on himself. I went back the same way.

Cheng Mo knew what Xing Mo was doing, as soon as Xing Mo went to bed, Cheng Mo wrapped his arms around Gong Zhengyu's waist: "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Cheng Mo had the same dream at night. He dreamed that he was standing on a bridge. He couldn’t move forward and couldn’t move backward. After struggling for a while, an ethereal voice came from the bridge: “Don’t waste your efforts! You can’t get out, and I will let you go after 16 years.”

"Who are you, what is your intention to lock me here?" There was silence on the bridge, and there was no second voice.