Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

During the six days from the second day to the eighth day, apart from going back to the palace to meet the queen mother, the eldest prince actually stayed in Mingzhaofang all the time.

Mingzhaofang is the place where the Jiao family settled down in the capital.

The person who entered the capital this year was named Jiao Hua.

He came with several elders in the clan, which was actually the acquiescence of Emperor Zhengshi.

The First Prince did not reject contact with members of the Jiao clan. When an accident happened in the Jiao family, Jiao Yao's behavior and attitude convinced him, and made the First Prince approve of this uncle whom he had never met.After that, the Eldest Prince's practice of offering sacrifices to his grandfather seemed to be an ice-breaking trip between the royal family and the Jiao family. The Eldest Prince also occasionally exchanged letters with Jiao Yao.

These Jiao family members in Mingzhaofang are nominally the eldest prince's direct bloodline.

But when getting along with the eldest prince, he attaches great importance to propriety, neither too close nor indifferent.

When the new year was over, when the eldest prince said he wanted to live in Mingzhaofang for a few days, Emperor Zhengshi agreed.

He lived in Mingzhaofang for a few days, and even went out with his attendants to visit several lively places in the capital, so that when he chatted with Tao Niang later, he would not fail to talk and appear bored.

The eldest prince is already aware of Tao Niang's preferences.

But this time, his involvement in this accident was indeed an accident.

After Mohen rescued the eldest prince and the boy, they quickly hid in the deserted house next door, and then a carriage slowly passed by the back door of the house.The three of them got into the carriage, and the driver squatting at the door touched his nose, glanced at the extra eldest prince, and turned the carriage around without saying a word.

The young man was unconscious in the carriage, and the smell of blood came to his face and filled his nostrils.

Mohen yelled, "I don't want to go to the original place, go to Renchun Hall, otherwise this kid will die."

"it is good."

The driver outside responded and changed direction again.

Although it was a curfew, with the sign of Mo Mansion, they passed several patrols unimpeded.

Mohen stopped the young man's wound first, then squatted halfway in the carriage, and turned to look at the eldest prince who had been silent from the beginning to the end. After the surprising meeting just now, the eldest prince only had time to say, " Hurry up." He was dragged away by Mohen.

At this moment, he was sitting quietly at the door of the car, with a calm and calm appearance, as if he was not worried at all.

But the First Prince is not worried, Mo Hen is worried!

He was clearly going to save the young man, but how could he expect to meet the eldest prince here!

How can this disappearance be called a horror?

Mohen asked cautiously, "Prince, why are you here?"

The eldest prince said calmly in his clear milk voice, "When I went out, I only dressed in ordinary clothes, followed by two servants. As a result, when I was on West Street, I bumped into him accidentally, and waited until I woke up again." It's already there." His tone was flat, but his scalp was numb when he heard it.

"This person, after realizing that I was involved, protected me in a tattered quilt and escaped unharmed."

Mohen frowned, looked at the young man who was still moaning softly, and said to himself, "If that's the case, then why didn't he notice?"

The "he" he said refers to the torturer.

Why didn't that person know that there was an extra person in the room?

The eldest prince smiled slightly, "The arrester and the torturer are not the same."

...

In the deserted courtyard, the original silence was suddenly broken.

"What, you kidnapped someone else?!"

"It's just an ordinary..."

"Tell me, what does that person look like?"

As they talked, they rushed towards the dark courtyard quickly.

"About six or seven years old, he should be the son of a wealthy family, but he only brought two servants with him, not a big family... They just came out of Mingzhaofang..."

"Mingzhaofang?!" The voice sounded like the weird man in charge of torture, "How could the people from that place be ordinary people?"

"Silence!"

The two voices dropped suddenly.

The third person sounds like someone with a higher status in their team.

He glared fiercely at the noisy two people, then pushed the room where the young man was imprisoned, only to find that there was no one in the room except for the dripping blood.

They froze on the spot, subconsciously raised their heads.

The beautiful silvery-white moonlight cast from the suddenly gaping roof was falling on them, like a mockery of a different kind.

...

Mo Jingchun was originally waiting for the good news from Mohen that night, but he didn't expect that the good news was from the second place. Apart from raising the young man in the Renchun Hall, Mohen also brought him the eldest prince.

The petite and delicate eldest prince showed a shy smile, and said softly, "Excuse me, Mo Shangshu."

He was escorted all the way back by Mohen.

Mo Jingchun was a little surprised, "I haven't heard about your disappearance. Could it be that the palace didn't know about it, or was there another reason to hide it?" He sized up the eldest prince, except for some red spots on his sleeves, he seemed uninjured.

The First Prince shook his head, seemingly unaware.

Regardless of what happened, His Majesty must be informed about the Eldest Prince's affairs in the Mo residence.

Mo Jingchun only sighed for a moment, then he had already calmed down, and asked the hidden guards to go to the palace to report, and then led the eldest prince who was sitting obediently outside to change his clothes, and take a bath to wash himself.

Mo Jingchun frowned, looked at Mohen behind him, "Tell me, how did you find out about the First Prince?"

Mo Hen honestly told Mo Jingchun everything that happened tonight, and said worriedly, "Mr. Lord, it is really too coincidental that the First Prince appeared there. If it is according to what the First Prince said, he was really taken into captivity." If you leave, then why is there no movement in the capital right now?"

Even if saving lives cannot be put on the bright side, there will definitely be waves.

But right now, there is no movement at all.

Mo Jingchun glanced at Mohen, and suddenly smiled, "What if from the beginning, in His Majesty's eyes, the Eldest Prince has never disappeared?" From the beginning to the end, the Eldest Prince's movements were controlled by someone.

Mohen was taken aback and frowned tightly.

Mo Jingchun shook his head and sighed, "It seems that my brain was burnt out, so I didn't remember it at the first time. The eldest prince is so calm, I'm afraid I guessed it."

He turned to ask how the boy was doing.

Mo Hen smiled wryly, "The young man's back was smashed, and he looked very serious. Doctor Qin said, fortunately, he has a solid foundation. As long as he can wake up after the fever subsides, there is still a way to survive."

Mo Jingchun nodded, and walked around the room with his hands behind his back.

It was purely an accident that Mohen would stare at the boy.

After getting out of the West Street incident, Mo Hen stared at the young man all the way, and it was already over.Unexpectedly, after a chance meeting, he found that the original place was empty.According to their situation, it was strange to change places frequently, so Mo Hen became concerned, and after reporting to Mo Jingchun, he began to think about it seriously.

Among them, the most important thing is to find their traces.

And this is not difficult for Mohen, a veteran.

After staring at them, Mo Hen found that the pair of siblings would change their location every once in a while, and they had arranged several such places.

It's really surprising that such a tricky rabbit's three caves have been completed.

And when Mohen was stalking, he always had the illusion that he was also being stalked.

He just had a second thought, and it came to fruition.

Someone besides him was staring at them.

in this case……

Mohen leaned forward, "The people I noticed before should be this group of thieves, and your majesty's staff?"

Mo Jingchun pondered for a moment, "It can't be the hidden guard."

If it is a hidden guard, Mohen may not be able to detect their traces.

Not long after, the eldest prince who had put on new clothes walked over under the leadership of Wei Yi, his little face was flushed, it looked as if it had been steamed by heat, it looked round and cute.

Mo Jingchun glanced casually, only to feel that it had been a few days since the eldest prince seemed chubby.

But no matter how fat he was, he was still thin, but his chubby face reminded him of An Niang.

Mo Jingchun said with a faint smile, "I have sent people into the palace to inform His Majesty, but at this moment, it is already a curfew, and I may wait until tomorrow to pick you up. Why don't you rest first, the First Prince?"

By this time, it's time to rest.

For example, Tao Niang has already fallen asleep.

The eldest prince smiled shyly, "It's arranged by Mo Shangshu." Then he glanced at Mo Jingchun, and said with some concern, "Your face is a little red, but you are not feeling well?"

Mo Jingchun coughed a few times covering his mouth with a handkerchief, and said slowly, "It's a low-grade fever, but it's not a problem, the First Prince doesn't have to worry."

His illness, in the final analysis, is a heart disease, but has nothing to do with the body.

After Mo Jingchun settled the eldest prince, he returned to his courtyard. At that time, the hidden guards had already returned, "Master, Your Majesty said that someone will come to pick up the eldest prince tomorrow."

Mo Jingchun nodded, this was in his expectation.

He asked the dark guard to retreat to rest, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down.There were not too many candles burning in the room, except for the lamp by the bed.

Mo Jingchun tugged at the front of his shirt, rubbing against the white cloth still around his neck.

The wound on the back of the neck had actually scabbed over, but Mo Jingchun was still reluctant to take it off.

On the one hand, it is because the scab does not mean that the scar has fallen off, and it is easy to be seen when it is removed. On the other hand, Mo Jingchun does not want to face this problem for the time being.

He sat for some time, but felt his knees were a bit cold, when he was about to move his feet onto the pedals, a soft and cold breathing sound hit the back of Mo Jingchun's neck, he was startled, before he was unconscious When it was time to figure out who it was, he elbowed back hard, but at the same time—

A big hand held Mo Jingchun's arm firmly, and while holding it, Mo Jingchun felt that he was trembling.

When he didn't realize who it was, the instinct of his body had already reflected.

He inhaled, feeling his stiff body, but trembling a little.

It was as if the despair of tarsal maggots still remained in his body, and the frenzied and brutal devouring and squeezing seemed to gnaw away Mo Jingchun's body bit by bit.

Mo Jingchun couldn't control the trembling of his body.

It was instinctive, the fear of predators from the bone marrow.

He tried to clear his throat, and after spending some time, he finally found his own voice, and said hoarsely, "Your Majesty..." The voice was so harsh that it made people feel a little strange, "Why did you leave the palace?"

Just now, Mo Jingchun didn't notice anyone on the bed at all.

He knew that if he asked the dark guard, the dark guard would definitely tell him the truth.

But before that, Mo Jingchun had never had this habit; he also never expected that one day, this body would be afraid of Emperor Zhengshi's touch.

The force of grabbing his arm was extremely strong, slowly dragging Mo Jingchun into the bed.

The weird gaze stuck to Mo Jingchun's back stubbornly.

Mo Jingchun started to move violently, struggled with his right hand, shook off the big hand, and ran towards the door without looking back.

Even without turning his head, Mo Jingchun could feel the sudden burst of icy anger burning, the dark and paranoid distortions gathered into a violent monster, grabbing Mo Jingchun's belt like the wind, and then fled in a hurry, revealing his back Mo Jingchun, who had a weak back, was under him.

The neck was pressed hard by the wrist, and Mo Jingchun's side face was pressed against the blanket. The fluffy fluff made his face itchy. After exerting a lot of strength, Mo Jingchun felt as if he was about to suffocate, and then slowly returned to normal.

Gong Yeqi's voice sounded, and the voice was actually quite clear, completely opposite to the distorted and cold picture right now, "Master, what are you running for?"

Danger!

Mo Jingchun's whole body was warning of this obvious fact.

The Zhengshi Emperor tonight is no less dangerous than the maddened one that day.

Mo Jingchun lost the initiative, and after being pushed down, he couldn't move anywhere except his feet.He closed his eyes, suppressed those hasty and useless emotions, and said calmly, "Then what are you doing?"

Gong Yeqi's voice sounded a little bit aggrieved, "I just came to find my master just like in the past." At the end of the sentence, the ending sound rose slightly, and it sounded like there was some weird joy.

Mo Jingchun gritted his teeth and said, "But I don't want to see Your Majesty."

He couldn't control his body's stress response at all, as long as he saw Emperor Zhengshi, he would recall the loss of control that night again.

His half body was eaten by Emperor Zhengshi——

During that long, but seemingly short time, Mo Jingchun was almost insane.

He didn't want to think about it at all, at all.

"So, master, do you want to run away?"

Gong Yeqi didn't seem to understand Mo Jingchun's words, or maybe, that was a different level of response.

"The widow gave you a chance," he muttered to himself, "but you didn't take it."

Mo Jingchun frowned, feeling that it was outrageous, he struggled when he was laughed angrily, even if he was strangled by the king, he didn't care.

No matter how Gong Yeqi wanted to suppress Mo Jingchun, it was impossible to strangle him to death, but Mo Jingchun found a chance to break free with this slight release force, and forcefully lifted Gongye Qi from his body. opened, and rolled under the table.

Mo Jingchun said coldly, "Your Majesty, have you ever given me a chance?"

Gong Yeqi did not catch up, he propped himself up with one hand, and looked at Mo Jingchun under the dim candlelight. After a long while, he showed a somewhat strange smile, and said half-heartedly, "Actually, the widow gave the master Many opportunities." He explained slowly, "And every time, as long as the master is willing to make up his mind and let the widow die, all these things will never happen again."

Mo Jingchun "..."

Is this a thing?

He squeezed the corners of his brows silently, feeling that he and the emperor's thoughts must be staggered countless layers to get this diametrically opposed answer.

He said east, but His Majesty said west.

He said that the madness was out of control, but His Majesty came here to talk about life and death matters!

It seems that the only way to let go is to die.

Mo Jingchun swallowed hard, as if to swallow the strange feeling stuck in his throat.

That heavy weight weighed on Mo Jingchun's heart, like a boulder, which could not be pushed no matter what.

He subconsciously curled his left hand there, paused for a long time, and then slowly said, "Your Majesty, things have to happen one after another. If you can't find the root of the things, you're just stumbled on repeated mistakes." He Looking at Emperor Zhengshi, he felt his teeth trembling, and the slow and lingering terror was still pressing on his shoulders, "You don't like my minister being in contact with little dolls?"

Gong Yeqi's breathing was a little heavy.

Even though Mo Jingchun was at a distance from him, he could still hear His Majesty's breathing. Judging from such a distance and previous performance, His Majesty may be in a moment of irritable mood.

Gong Yeqi changed his posture, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Tie me up."

What?Mo Jingchun looked at His Majesty blankly, feeling that he had heard wrongly.

But Gongye closed his eyes and repeated, "If you don't tie up the widow, Master won't feel at ease."

Mo Jingchun was hit by these words to the secret in his heart, he was both ashamed and strange.He was ashamed of his fearful side, but he had to admit that His Majesty's words did have some truth.

He wasn't afraid to confront Emperor Zhengshi, but he was afraid...that night would reappear.

Mo Jingchun got up slowly, and the light approaching appearance was like a butterfly trembling on the petals, the light wings fluttered, but it made everyone watching a little scared.

As if an inadvertent breath would blow away that poor, slender butterfly.

And he couldn't find another such beautiful and pure butterfly.

Gong Yeqi took the initiative to put his hands behind his back, and let Mo Jingchun play behind his back. After a long while, he bound His Majesty's hands behind his back. In this way, even if he wanted to go crazy again, only his feet were left to move. .

Mo Jingchun stood up abruptly, a little dizzy.

Only then did he realize that when he was moving, he was actually holding his breath while doing things.

And his body was already a little weak due to the low-grade fever for several days, and getting up too quickly also made him a little dizzy.

Mo Jingchun paused and sat down again.

He didn't intentionally keep himself away from Gongyeqi, but he didn't get close either.

Just now Mo Jingchun tied His Majesty's hands with his own belt, but now his clothes are a bit indecent, so he can only hold them with his hands, so as not to be so impolite.

He mocked in his heart, at this time, he is still thinking about whether to be rude or not?

In this world, he, Mo Jingchun, is probably the first person who dares to tie up Emperor Zhengshi.

"The widow wants a wife."

Suddenly, Gongye opened his mouth, "If Master doesn't tie me up, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress this madness."

Mo Jingchun was sullen for a moment, and said vigorously, "Your Majesty, what are you not satisfied with?" These words transcended his status, and he shouldn't have said them in the first place.

But Mo Jingchun didn't want to bear it.

With his hands tied behind his back, Gong Yeqi raised his head against the faint light and looked at Mo Jingchun.

A person who should be weak, but his sharp eyebrows and eyes can't suppress the obvious madness.The way he looked at Mo Jingchun was like a viscous and dark lick inch by inch, making one's scalp tingle when touched.

What he said and what he did were completely opposite, as if tearing His Majesty apart, making his words and deeds seem contradictory and repulsive, extreme and different.

Gong Yeqi: "Master, what you said is wrong." He always likes to call Mo Jingchun his master. In normal communication, when courtiers confront each other, at the lingering place on the bed...every time he calls, it feels like unique existence.

Ziqing is Mo Jingchun's nickname.

But anyone could call him that.

Only the master is different.

No one dared to call Mo Jingchun his master, who in this world would dare to be a student alongside Emperor Zhengshi?

He opened his mouth, "You should say, why, widows are never satisfied."

——"Never."

His Majesty said so.

Mo Jingchun flicked his fingers subconsciously.

He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but unconsciously, he still wanted to tear the white cloth around his neck.

The protection that seemed to be entangled in circles was more like restraint, dragging Mo Jingchun into the dark swamp silently.

"What else do you want?" Mo Jingchun said calmly, the shock in his heart was completely different from the calmness on his face, "You should know that this is all I can give you."

he said wearily.

What more does Emperor Zhengshi want?

What else can Mo Jingchun give?

The Mo family, his family, or his close friends...these are all Mo Jingchun's precious possessions, and they are things that he will never give away.

Gong Ye asked, "Why don't you want to marry a widow?"

Mo Jingchun said patiently, "Because that's impossible." The wedding... He never thought that this would happen between himself and His Majesty. If it was true, what kind of anomaly would Mo Jingchun be?

Gong Yeqi tilted his head strangely. That kind of action made him look a bit ignorant and childish, "Why are you resisting? This won't bring about any changes."

Mo Jingchun frowned and remained silent.

Gong Yeqi didn't seem to wait for Mo Jingchun's answer. He continued on his own, "I know that in Master's heart, besides the widow, there are many things that matter more. Whether it's family, friends, or the entire Mo family. Reputation, these are far above your safety. In the past, the widows may have been tied at the back, but after Tan Qingshan's accident, because of the guilt towards the widows, you can no longer treat them lightly, you can only reluctantly Let the widow go a few steps forward..."

"Your Majesty..." Even though Mo Jingchun was depressed, he couldn't help being angry and funny, "What kind of strange statement is this?"

Gong Ye said, "I am very happy."

He said blankly.

The sticky darkness seemed to have settled in his eyes, and he couldn't see his happiness.

Mo Jingchun sighed, thought for a while, and finally leaned against His Majesty. When the distance between the two was only a fist, he found that His Majesty's expression had jumped from the deep darkness to the happy one. joy.

This cloudy, moody appearance is really real.

Mo Jingchun murmured in his heart, but dared not speak out.

Gongyeqi repeated, "I am very happy."

This time, he had a smile on his face, "Because the master will never leave the widow again." He couldn't move his arms, so he could only hint with his eyes that if he could move, he would move Put your palm on Mo Jingchun's heart, "Being ashamed will make Master lose the idea of ​​escaping."

Mo Jingchun said slowly, "Even before that, I have no intention of leaving."

"Fake things will always be fake." Gong Yeqi shook his head, looking at the screen that could not be seen clearly in the darkness.This screen, of course, is not the one given to Mo Jingchun by Gong Yeqi, after all, it is in the study, "Even if I describe all the beautiful scenery of the world and give it to my master, it is all illusory, non-existent things, There is no substitute for real existence."

Mo Jingchun was silent, he didn't expect Emperor Zhengshi to see through.

Gongyeqi chuckled, "You really don't want to leave, but that's not voluntary, is it? You don't want the court to have an out-of-control king after you leave, and you don't want the people of the world to suffer. Therefore, he had no choice but to act as the cell leader and stay to watch the widow.

"It's not all, but it's part of it."

The relationship between Mo Jingchun and Gong Yeqi was not pure from the beginning.

When it was full of lust, tearing, collision, and all kinds of gloomy and crazy occupation, love and hate entanglement, even I couldn't distinguish the emotions clearly.

Mo Jingchun once again realized that His Majesty's insight into people's hearts has reached the point of terror.

He suddenly froze, and suddenly a huge absurdity rose in his heart. He looked at Gong Yeqi suddenly, and said in a difficult tone, "Do you think that part of the reason why I won't leave is because of other people and other people?" So... after getting the guilt of the minister, your joy is because... this guilt is enough to replace this factor..."

He murmured, looking dazed and pale.

Gongye Qi laughed loudly, looking extremely cheerful, but anyone could feel the almost horrifying and creepy sense of oppression, and it didn't dissipate because of him being restrained, or because of his wide-eyed smile.

"You are too dull," he said with a smile, "of course that is one of the reasons."

Mo Jingchun almost blurted out a strange impulse.

——Was that near-death accident an accident... or did it come from His Majesty's calculations?

It's a pity that when Mo Jingchun looked at the darkness all over the floor and the almost impassable oppression, he still forced himself to close the terrible door.

"and then?"

When Mo Jingchun heard his own voice say, he didn't tremble, and even sounded very calm, "Since you are happy about this, why can't you accept the little puppet?"

He brought the subject back and stayed away from that dangerous existence.

Gong Yeqi curled his lips, and said coldly, "I just think that when it is juxtaposed with you, it suddenly becomes a bit of an eyesore."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows strangely, didn't he still play with that little thing happily before?Why do you feel that this thing is an eyesore?

"How can a fake product exist side by side with the master?" Gongye's enthusiasm faded, and his two long legs tried to hook the hem of Mo Jingchun's clothes, but Mo Jingchun unconsciously moved away.

Gongye opened his mouth.

Those fierce aura dissipated, and only a pair of dark eyes were exposed looking at Mo Jingchun, as if a fierce but pitiful monster, wandered outside the house several times and refused to enter, so he covered his eyes. The head lay down, revealing only a big round head, trying to squeeze in.

Mo Jingchun thought in a daze, is he crazy?

Where is His Majesty worthy of sympathy and love?

Isn't he himself the one who really deserves sympathy?

Even though the floor heating is turned on, Mo Jingchun has already stopped people in spring. Now in this cold spring season, no matter how thick the carpet is, it can't stop the coldness that keeps coming up.He shivered subconsciously, and felt the coldness of his toes belatedly.

He closed his eyes tiredly, and sat there with his knees folded, "Your Majesty, I need some time, you should go. After a few more days, maybe everything will be fine."

Mo Jingchun knew that he was always easy to give in on many things, but what Emperor Zhengshi did that night had already touched his bottom line.

he does not know……

If you step back, what will happen to you?

Will it completely degenerate and be dilapidated?

After all, he wants to maintain the last bit of face of being a human being. Although this body is completely broken, like a shameless greedy plaything, those Mo Jingchun can be regarded as lovers...Teasing, but some are after all. cannot.

Gongyeqi was speechless for a moment.

Mo Jingchun didn't want to move either, she closed her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Drowsy, he almost fell asleep like this, but for some reason, he suddenly heard a strange movement, which seemed to be...

Mo Jingchun opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a large piece of darkness rushing towards him.

"Master, you are always too soft-hearted."

Anyone who marches and fights knows that if you want to bind your enemy, after binding his hands and arms, you should not only bind the wrists, but also the fingers.It's just that, after a long time, the wrist and fingers may become swollen and black because they have no time to let go, and they have to be amputated to save life.

When Mo Jingchun bound Zhengshi Emperor, he did not use these two methods, but tied his upper arms with a belt, and cut both arms behind his back.Although Mo Jingchun's belt is strong enough, but this kind of restraint method, as long as enough time is given...you can always break free.

Mo Jingchun was rushed by the oncoming darkness, and before he had time to get scared, he heard Gong Yeqi's voice ringing in his ears, with a chuckle and treacherous bewitchment, "Master, what you are afraid of, The widow will clean it up for you one by one."

He slid down, pinched his calf and rubbed it.

Not long after, Mo Jingchun covered his face, choked up by the strange touch, "Aren't you one of them?" His Majesty seemed crazy, a place like that...was too dirty, he whimpered and wanted to speak , really some...

Gongyeqi sighed, feeling his master's emotions, and finally stopped moving.

Instead, he climbed up from below, and rubbed his moist and shiny face against Mo Jingchun's shoulder, "Yes, you are right."

He thought for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands happily again.

The emperor's fingers stroked the cloth around Mo Jingchun's neck, and suddenly, Mo Jingchun felt something heavy fall into his hand.

He subconsciously clenched it, and found that it looked like a...circle?

Although His Majesty was so heavy that Mo Jingchun couldn't get up, he still had the strength to turn his head sideways.

Mo Jingchun saw what that thing looked like.

It is a bit strange to say that it is a circle, it looks a bit like a gold collar that a child would wear around his neck when he was young.

But no matter how you look at it, it is surprisingly small.

Even if it is a child, it needs a big circle to put it on the neck, hang down, and dangle.

This is indeed a collar.

It was also a collar that looked unusually narrow and felt cold to the touch.

It is somewhat similar to the restraining utensils and iron chains I saw in Dongfu before.

It feels rounded.

If it weren't for this cold touch, he might not even be able to imagine what it feels like.

Mo Jingchun pushed His Majesty, expressing his desire to get up.

His Majesty seemed to communicate better than before.

Gong Yeqi reluctantly pulled Mo Jingchun up, and muttered, "Even licking is not enough?" Mo Jingchun's back was terrified, and there was a strange and strange helplessness, His Majesty always scares people At the same time, he suddenly felt absurd and funny, "No way!" He said so first, and then adjusted his posture a little awkwardly, because His Majesty not only bit his foot, but also ate it... so it was a little reaction of.

"What is this?"

Mo Jingchun looked at that thing, and subconsciously remembered the subconscious touch of Emperor Zhengshi before, where did he touch it?

Mo Jingchun was suddenly startled and clutched his throat!

Gong Yeqi looked at Mo Jingchun with terribly dark eyes, as if there was a whirlpool in his eyes.The moment Mo Jingchun realized it, he grabbed his wrist and forced him to move forward.

...forward?

This was an unexpected answer.

But Mo Jingchun reacted abruptly, with a more horrified expression on his face, his fingers that were already strong enough became tighter, and he pulled even harder.

No, it's not possible, it shouldn't be!

Mo Jingchun's face flushed red, and he started to compete with Gong Yeqi.

crazy!Really crazy!

What is His Majesty thinking? !

Gong Yeqi smiled at Mo Jingchun, that smile was so gentle, as if they were not wrestling strangely, but admiring something interesting.

Mo Jingchun thought, maybe His Majesty is really appreciating his useless efforts?

He watched His Majesty desperately bring the collar closer to the emperor's neck little by little. After the cold thing touched His Majesty's neck, Mo Jingchun finally realized why when he was touching that thing just now, , will feel that there is a gap.

That would of course require a notch.

Otherwise, how would you put this thing on?

Mo Jingchun thought in horror.

He struggled subconsciously, trying to pull his hand back, "No, Your Majesty, this can't be..."

The fingers turned white with such force that they almost convulsed.

click-

There was a soundless sound, and the cold collar fit tightly on Gongyeqi's neck, as if it was born like this.

Mo Jingchun put the collar on Gongyeqi "with his own hands".

The emperor smiled, and then crawled towards Mo Jingchun, sat on his waist, hugged his head and kissed him, but at that moment, Mo Jingchun was already dumbfounded, and could only let it go. Gongye started to move, showing some despair and terror in his eyes, as if he saw some unstoppable madness that entangled the two of them tightly.

With lingering lips and tongue, Emperor Zhengshi said with a low smile, "Is this not good?"

The scarlet under the eyes was terrifying and viscous, like a treacherous shadow, "Now, the widow only belongs to you."

What Mo Jingchun is afraid of is that he will completely lose control and be unable to control himself?

That kind of crazy feeling made him tremble when he saw His Majesty again, so Gongye Qi offered himself and asked Mo Jingchun to put the brand on him with his own hands.

Gong Yeqi laughed contentedly, grabbed Mo Jingchun's finger, and touched it little by little.

That icy touch made people shiver.

— Mo.

--shock.

--spring.

Engraved on it, it is an obscure mark that belongs exclusively to the Master.