Chasing Husband Diary

The bookboy listened to Yinyue's order and invited Mo Che and Taibai out of the small courtyard.

The two of them bumped into each other, and stood at the door in despair, unable to see the person they wanted to see, with a lonely look on their faces.

Mo Che stared at the closed door, pursed his thin lips, feeling indescribably depressed.

The previous events have verified his conjecture, as long as he gets a little closer, it will always bring misfortune to Yu Fu, the way of heaven, you have to believe it, you can't believe it all.

But he didn't want to just let go.

Suddenly, the sky changed suddenly. The sky was originally clear, but suddenly many dark clouds and thunderstorms appeared.

Mo Che looked up, squinted his eyes, his eyes were cold, he suddenly raised his hand, and blocked a thunderstorm that fell, it was as thick as a child's arm, his arm was numb from the shock, his palm trembled slightly, and he backed away several steps.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Taibai asked anxiously with a solemn expression.

Mo Che stared at his trembling palm, which was hidden in his sleeve, and shook his head without changing his expression.

Taibai breathed a sigh of relief.

After receiving this thunder, the dark clouds dispersed, and everything returned to calm.

It was just a small spell that healed Yu Fu's burns, unexpectedly, Tianlei came so fast.

Taibai thought about it again and again, and persuaded with earnestness, "Your Majesty, this matter must never be repeated. You are the Lord of the Heaven Realm. If there is any mistake, the little god will not be able to explain to the late emperor, and I am ashamed of the entire Celestial Clan."

"As for Yufu, the fate of life and death is destiny. You should not force it. If you insist on meddling in mortal affairs, I don't know what kind of changes will arise. I'm afraid it will bring more disasters to Yufu."

What he meant was to persuade Mo Che to let Yu Fu go.

Mo Che didn't speak.

Yinyue brought Yufu into the room, and took a medicine box to treat his wound. In fact, he was fine, but he was still worried, so he wiped the medicine and wrapped several layers of gauze.

Seeing the sky change outside the window, Yufu was curious and wanted to go out to find out, but was held back by Yinyue.

The outside quickly calmed down, Yu Fu opened his eyes wide in surprise, and muttered, "It's strange, it's all right, why did thunder suddenly sound? It disappeared so soon."

Yinyue pinched his face, and said with a serious face on purpose, "Don't worry about the sky, what's the matter with this hand? I only went out for a short while, why did you hurt yourself again?"

He held Yu Fu's hand, and gently blew on his wound, his face was not good-looking.

Yu Fu retracted his hands, and said with some guilt, "For some reason, the teapot cracked by itself, and it was scalded by water, and the pain is gone, don't worry."

He didn't understand why he was so unlucky these days?

Yinyue sighed, gritted her back molars, and said bitterly, "Don't associate with those two people in the future, these two bastards will only cause trouble for you, and nothing good has happened since you met them."

Yu Fu was teased by him, and asked back, "It's not such an exaggeration, it's just a coincidence, how can it be blamed on other people? They are just patients who come to seek medical treatment. I will treat them and send them away. Why bother?" Get angry with them?"

"However, having said that, don't you really know them?" Yu Fu rubbed his chin and pondered, "I always think they look familiar, but I can't remember where I met them, especially that one named Mo Che. Looking at my eyes, I feel that he has something to say to me."

Yinyue said expressionlessly, "I don't know."

He gently tapped Yufu's head, and said, "Don't think about them anymore, I have sent Xiao Tong to see you off, from now on, you are only allowed to have me in your eyes."

The two looked at each other, affection flowing.

Yinyue couldn't help approaching him, and carefully placed a kiss on his lips.

Yu Fu didn't hide, she closed her eyes obediently and let him kiss her, her face was red, and she smiled shyly.

They lingered together in the room, and they walked out of the room until it was dark. The silver moon was full of spring breeze, smiling, and it seemed that they were comforted and in a good mood.

Taibai had something to go back to the Heavenly Palace, and Yu Moche was alone, guarding under the peach blossom tree at the door, waiting for someone alone, and he couldn't wait for a long time.

In the cold weather, the peach blossoms withered, leaving only dry branches.

After a while, snow suddenly fell again, and in the flying snow all over the sky, Mo Che, dressed in black, stood alone in the snow, his figure bleak.

Yu Fu opened the door and saw this scene, he was slightly startled, and stood there, staring at him blankly, without moving.

Mo Che seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head to look into the distance.

Yinyue walked out from behind Yu Fu, put her arms around his waist, looked at Mo Che with displeasure, frowned, and asked angrily, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Yu Fu called him softly, "Senior Brother, don't do this."

Yinyue shut up.

Mo Che took two steps forward, Yu Fu stepped back subconsciously, and was embraced by Yin Yue, who helped him gather his clothes.

"I have something I want to give you." Mo Che lowered his eyes, took out a short dagger from his pocket and handed it to him, and said in a low voice, "Let's count it as a consultation fee. Incomparably, you keep your defense."

This dagger was given to him by Taibai himself after Yufu failed to give it away on his birthday, after he was knocked down from Zhuxiantai.

Now, it is also returned to the original owner.

The weapon has spiritual consciousness, and he has injected a ray of spirit into it, which can protect the feathers when he is not around, and can also help him ward off disaster when he is in danger.

"No need, this thing is too expensive, I can't take it." Yu Fu turned pale in shock, quickly waved his hand, and politely refused, "Besides, I have never had any grudges with others in repaying good deeds in my life, so I don't need this thing. "

Mo Che didn't speak, and didn't hold back, but stubbornly handed the dagger to Yu Fu.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Yufu turned her head to look at Yinyue.

Yinyue said to Mo Che in a cold voice, "No need, you can take the things back, he has me to protect him, he doesn't need this thing, you don't need to worry about it."

Mo Che stared helplessly at his hand, and said softly, "I only have this little thing to give you, nothing else."

Seeing his stubbornness, Yinyue felt a little annoyed, she flicked her finger, and two stones flew over and hit his wrist, Mo Che was in pain, his face turned pale, he couldn't hold the dagger firmly, and fell to the ground with a bang, Make a crisp sound.

The little bit of pride and self-esteem he had was also trampled by Yinyue throwing it on the ground in this way.

So what if he is the emperor of heaven, he is still at a loss what to do in front of the one he loves.

Mo Che knelt on one knee to pick up the dagger, looking pitiful, like an abandoned puppy.

Yu Fu has always been soft-hearted and can't see these things, so he broke away from Yinyue's embrace, walked over slowly, bent slightly, took the dagger that was still warm from his hand, smiled softly, and said, " Since it's your wish, I'll just accept it, you'd better get out of here quickly, it's cold outside, be careful of catching cold."

A few words that were neither light nor heavy, made Mo Che's cold heart feel a bit of hard-earned warmth.

The clothes on his body fell to the ground when he ran over, Yinyue followed, picked up the clothes, and grabbed him back into his arms, covering him tightly.

"Put on your clothes well. If you get sick again, I will definitely take you back to the valley, lock you up, and never let you go anywhere." Yinyue reprimanded softly, but her tone could not hide her pampering.

"You won't." Yufu stuck out her tongue playfully.

He played with the dagger in his hand, looked at it over and over again, and couldn't put it down. It was small and light, which suited him quite well.

"Senior brother, this dagger is so beautiful." He happily shared it with Yinyue, and pulled out the dagger, wanting to take a good look at it.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, his vision blurred, he didn't see anything, he only felt a sharp tingling pain in his fingers, the blade saw blood, cut his fingertips, and the blood flowed profusely.

"Ah! It hurts..." Yu Fu gasped, his face turned pale in an instant.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Che pinched his fingertips, put them in his mouth, and sucked his wound. The slightly cool fingertips were wrapped by the soft tip of his tongue. He tasted the strong smell of blood, but it also relieved the sharp pain. , Yufu's face gradually recovered the blood color.

"How did this happen?" Yinyue pushed Mo Che away, took Yu Fu's hand, and asked sharply, "What is your intention in giving this thing? Do you have to kill him to be satisfied? Let you Stay away from him, don't you understand?!"

Yinyue was burning with anger, and she didn't choose what to say.

Yu Fu was frightened, he had never seen his senior get angry so much, he gently tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Senior brother, I'm fine, don't be angry."

Mo Che's gaze sank, his heart ached, he clutched his chest, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Are you okay?" Yu Fu wanted to help him, but was picked up by Yinyue and walked into the house.

He looked back unwillingly, the man was still standing there, the snow on the ground was stained red with blood, it was very dazzling.

"Brother, he..."

"Leave him alone, he won't die." Yinyue said coldly, hugged him, and left without looking back.

How could this be?

Mo Che knelt down in the snow, his mouth was still bloodshot, and his heart was ashamed.

The blood-stained dagger was also left in an unattended corner.

Suddenly, he grabbed the dagger, and severely scratched a deep scar on his arm.

If you can't stay together, then love what he hurts, blend with blood and water, suffer what he has suffered, and bear everything for him.