[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Ji Yue was taken aback.

He rarely showed a flustered expression on his usually calm face. He stretched out his hand to caress Mo Yihuan's face, and wiped away the blood from the corner of the young man's lips, his fingertips trembling slightly: "Okay, I won't shake it anymore! Huan'er, hold on, Yu." The doctor will be here soon..."

Another fishy sweetness welled up in Mo Yihuan's throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, all spraying on Ji Yue's dragon robe.

This is his last rage.

Ji Yue's eyes widened: "Huan'er!"

Mo Yihuan's vision became more and more blurred, and he could no longer see Ji Yue's expression clearly.

The drowsiness came over again, Mo Yihuan slowly closed his eyes, and passed out.

Mo Yihuan never thought that he would be able to open his eyes again.

He seemed to have had a deep sleep.After waking up, his chest was numb from the pain, and he still felt a little cold. Mo Yihuan blinked his eyes and took a closer look. It turned out that someone was applying medicine to him.

The man raised his head and smiled at him: "Mr. Mo, you're awake."

Seeing the familiar gentle and clean eyebrows, Mo Yihuan asked in surprise: "Doctor Wen?"

Such a movement involved the wound again, Mo Yihuan gasped, and frowned in pain.

"Young Master!" Wen Xiao hurriedly said: "Although the injury did not reach the heart, Young Master, his lungs have been severely injured. It is better to speak less during the recuperation."

"Yeah!" Mo Yihuan nodded again and again, and secretly exclaimed in his heart, his life is too great, and he didn't even die!

However, before he had time to be happy for a long time, when he turned his head, he saw Ji Yue sitting on the side of his bed, staring at him for a moment.

Mo Yihuan: "..."

He felt that Ji Yue's expression seemed a little strange. Although his face was expressionless, there was no expression of joy or anger on his face.But there was a dark light in his eyes, as if he was holding back some complicated emotions.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yihuan felt a little guilty.He coughed hard twice, wrinkled his face, and said pitifully, "Your Majesty, my concubine hurts so much..."

Ji Yue's eyebrows twitched, he reached out to grab the boy's hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and said softly: "Hey, don't move around, you will feel better after taking the medicine."

Seeing that Ji Yue had no intention of getting angry, Mo Yihuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.He calmly wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ji Yue clenched it even tighter. The temperature in his palm was so hot that Mo Yihuan felt inexplicably uneasy.

Mo Yihuan faintly sensed that Ji Yue was a little strange. He didn't know why, so he asked cautiously, "Your Majesty?"

Ji Yue stared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, his eyes were deep and complicated, and his voice was hoarse: "Huan'er, tell me, why did you block that sword for me?"

Mo Yihuan was stunned: "Huh?"

Ji Yue tightened his fingers and asked impatiently: "Shouldn't you hate me? Shouldn't you wish for my death? Why do you..."

The man's words stopped, and Mo Yihuan could feel his hand trembling slightly.

Mo Yihuan was a little caught off guard, he blinked: "Because..."

God what should he say?You can't tell him the truth, that I can't go back because you're dead, right?

Just when Mo Yihuan was racking his brains to figure out what to say, the man said in a low voice: "Mo Yihuan, have you... fallen in love with me?"

Mo Yihuan: "?"

Wen Xiao on the side pursed the corners of her lips, trying hard to manage her expressions.

"..."

Ji Yue pursued closely: "Answer me!"

Under the aggressive gaze of the man, Mo Yihuan didn't dare to say that he didn't love him, he could only show a loving smile, and responded with humility and humility: "I'm in love, I'm in love." He said silently in his heart: Dad loves you.

Ji Yue was silent for a moment, his eyes became darker, and his Adam's apple rolled.Just when Mo Yihuan thought he was going to be moved, he saw his thin lips slightly parted, and a voice came down lightly: "...Hmph, you deserve it too?"

Mo Yihuan: "?" Is this person poisonous?

Forget it, father's love is like a mountain, as long as he is happy, forgive him.

Mo Yihuan still smiled lovingly and said, "If your Majesty says you are not worthy, you are not worthy!"

Ji Yue didn't speak any more. 520 said: "Congratulations baby, Ji Yue's true love value is +10, one step closer to completing the task! Keep up the good work!"

Um?This is added?It seems quite simple!

Mo Yihuan faintly felt that something was wrong again. He thought for a while, and suddenly realized the blind spot: "No, isn't my sister covering her face? Ji Yue probably didn't recognize her! How did the value of true love increase?"

520: "Did I say it was to your sister? It was to you."

Mo Yihuan: "...Are you kidding me?"

520 Wronged: "If you don't believe me, see for yourself!"

He hurriedly asked 520 to adjust the true love value to see, it doesn't matter if you don't read it, he was dumbfounded when he saw it, the true love value in his column really became 10.

Mo Yihuan: "!"

He turned his head and met Ji Yue's gaze, those dark eyes were staring at him steadfastly, inside was a darkness like an abyss.Between the light and darkness of the candlelight, what is reflected in it is my own reflection.

For a while, the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of Wen Xiao wrapping gauze around him.

……Depend on!how so? !

Mo Yihuan was almost suffocated, he turned his head back stiffly, avoiding Ji Yue's sight in a panic, staring straight at the ceiling.In an instant, all thoughts were emptied, he only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and his mind was full of two words: die, die, die...

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door to save him: "Your Majesty, King Qi begs to see you!"

"King Qi?" Ji Yue frowned slightly, and then said, "Let him in."

A man in Tsing Yi walked in small steps from the door. He was thin and walked like a weak willow supporting the wind.When I got closer, I saw that his appearance was somewhat similar to Ji Yue's, and he was also very handsome, but he was not as heroic as Ji Yue, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little more feminine.A face is as pale as gold paper, but the lips are as red as if smeared with blood, giving people a strange and morbid aesthetic feeling.

He stepped forward, and before he could speak, he covered his lips and coughed twice, and his voice was thin and weak: "Ahem, my brother heard that the emperor's brother was assassinated, so hurry up... cough, hurry up and visit."

Qi Wang Jili?

Mo Yihuan looked the man in front of him up and down.In the book, Ji Li is Ji Yue's younger brother, who seems to have suffered from some chronic illness since childhood, and his body has always been weak.He was the only one among all Ji Yue's brothers who was kept alive. He was made a king of Qi and stayed in the imperial capital.

However, because it seemed that this person had a grudge against Ji Yue, when Ji and Song were at war, he stole Ji Yue's formation map and gave it to Song, causing Ji to lose the battle.To put it bluntly...a traitor.

Just when Mo Yihuan was looking Ji Li up and down, Ji Li also cast his gaze over,

"This is the prince of the Mo country?" Ji Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a soft voice: "Ahem, I heard about it outside the palace, and the emperor dotes on him very much."

Ji Yue said: "This time he saved me."

"Really? Cough...that's really loyal, and it's not in vain that the emperor spoils him so much." Ji Li smiled, but looked at Mo Yihuan with undisguised contempt meaning.

Mo Yihuan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by his eyes, he frowned and avoided looking.

The father-in-law at the door ran in again: "Your Majesty, Mr. Song just came here and said he wanted to visit Mr. Mo. I heard that His Majesty also said later that he would come again at another time. I don't know..."

Ji Yue frowned: "Mr. Song?"

Mo Yihuan subconsciously looked at Ji Yue, and Ji Yue also looked at him.His face darkened, and he said with a sneer, "Since you are here to visit, what are you going to do next day? Let Mr. Song come in."