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

It's over!Die, die, die!

At this juncture of life and death, Mo Yihuan suddenly thought that he was still tied to a Laoshi subsystem.He quickly grabbed at straws and made a series of calls: "System, all, brother all! What should I do now! Help!"

520: "Ahem, this is not within the scope of my duties, you work hard!"

Mo Yihuan asked with a question mark face: "Then what is your scope of responsibility?"

520: "I'll tell you in detail when your life is no longer in danger."

Mo Yihuan: "?"

Is this system fake?Poisonous, right?what the hell?

Others are either rich or expensive when wearing books, and the bound system is like a golden finger.How could he be so unlucky, dressed as such a cannon fodder, and tied such a garbage system?

Just when Mo Yihuan doubted his life, Ji Yue's sullen voice brought him back to reality: "Mo Yihuan!"

Only then did Mo Yihuan come to his senses: "Huh?"

Ji Yue became more and more annoyed. At this moment, Mo Yihuan dared to lose his mind in front of him?What a shame!

Ji Gao raised his hand high.

Seeing that he was about to be slapped again, Mo Yihuan immediately knew what to do without a teacher.His legs softened, and before Ji Yue's hand fell, he knelt down in front of him nimbly.

"Your Majesty! Please forgive me!" Mo Yihuan knelt on his knees, crying.

Ji Yue was taken aback.He also didn't seem to have expected that this man who was so "strong" that he didn't hesitate to destroy his appearance would actually be like this now.

"Oh, spare me?" He immediately smiled, looked down at the man in front of him, rubbed the emerald finger on his thumb with one hand, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Why?"

"It's all my fault!" Mo Yihuan knelt straight and upright, with a look of remorse on his face, he said in a painful tone: "When His Majesty was in Mo Country, I shouldn't have molested His Majesty, I shouldn't have pushed His Majesty into the pond , nor should..."

"Shut up!" Ji Yue's expression froze, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his face was as frosty as he said: "What do you call yourself in front of me?"

Mo Yihuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he couldn't call himself 'I' in front of the emperor, which was disrespectful.

His mind was spinning fast, how should he call himself this identity!minister?slave?Subordinate?

...it feels weird no matter what.

Ji Yue narrowed his eyes, and when he was about to have another attack, Mo Yihuan blurted out anxiously: "My minister, my concubine is wrong!"

There was silence for a while.

Mo Yihuan suddenly had the urge to slap himself in the face.Depend on!Let you watch so many palace fighting dramas, what a tall concubine!The size of the concubine!

This time won't anger this big brother again?

Mo Yihuan's heart was beating wildly, he raised his head anxiously, and stole a glance at Ji Yue's face.

Wait, what's the situation, why is the corner of this person's lips... seems to be slightly raised?

Mo Yihuan suddenly had an ominous premonition, but before he had time to think about it, he was suddenly wrapped around his waist and pulled into a firm embrace.

Mo Yihuan immediately stiffened.

The red sandalwood fragrance on Ji Yue's body instantly became stronger, and Mo Yihuan lay on Ji Yue's chest in an awkward position, and could even feel his scorching body temperature through the thin clothes.

Ji Yue's eyes were full of mockery.He leaned over to Mo Yihuan's neck.The breath of hot flashes fell on his ears, and Mo Yihuan felt as if an electric current rushed up from his back, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Mo Yihuan." The man hooked his lips and said slowly in a low voice: "Since you call yourself a 'concubine', why don't you do what a 'concubine' should do?"