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

Song Zheji was taken aback for a moment, and then said sincerely: "Miss Mo is happy to be kind, courageous and knowledgeable, she is indeed a hero among women."

Seeing that he answered tactfully, Mo Yihuan could only ask more bluntly: "I actually want to ask...you treat her, oh, do you like her?"

Song Zheji was stunned: "..."

Mo Yihuan also felt a little embarrassed after asking, his face was slightly hot, and he coughed lightly twice unnaturally to cover up his embarrassment.On the contrary, Song Zheji smiled, and said generously: "Mr. Mo misunderstood. I just met Miss Mo by chance. I appreciate Miss Mo's courage, and I don't have any other unreasonable thoughts."

"Oh oh oh." Mo Yihuan hurriedly said, "I'm narrow-minded!"

By the way, secretly happy in his heart, then he can rest assured that the completion of the task is just around the corner!

Song Zheji's light-colored eyes still stared at Mo Yihuan, seeing the young man's secret joy, his lips curled up slightly, and his eyes darkened.He took the jug and poured wine for Mo Yihuan, handed the wine cup to Mo Yihuan, and said softly with meaningful meaning: "Young master, why do you ask such a question?"

Mo Yihuan drank so many cups.It was really embarrassing for him not to drink. He raised his head and drank the full glass of wine, wiped his mouth, and said carelessly: "Ah, just ask!"

Song Zheji smiled and said: "Then... since Mr. Mo has finished asking, it's only fair that I have to ask you a question too."

Mo Yihuan simply said: "Say it!"

Song Zheji said: "...Mr. Mo, do you like him?"

His voice was soft but clear, like the melodious sound of strings.

"Who?" Mo Yihuan blurted out subconsciously, and immediately realized: "You mean Ji Yue?"

Song Zheji's eyelashes flickered, but he didn't say yes or no.

"Of course I don't..." Mo Yihuan originally wanted to deny it flatly, but for some reason, he hesitated for a moment when the words came to his lips.Seeing Song Zheji's eyebrows twitch, he hurriedly said: "Of course I don't like him! Are you kidding me? How could I like him!"

Song Zheji smiled: "Really?"

"Yes yes yes! If I like him, I'll be a puppy!" Mo Yihuan poured himself some wine with an unnatural expression, while quickly changing the subject: "By the way, Brother Song, what does Ji Yue plan to do with you in the future... Could it be Has he kept you under house arrest since then?"

Song Zheji said: "According to the agreement between the two countries, I will be in the country of Ji as a hostage for one year. Now the one-year period is approaching, and in about a month, he will probably send me back."

Mo Yihuan remembered that in the book Song Zheji did return after staying in Ji Country for a year... But when he left, he took Mo Huaishang with him.According to the original plot, after Song Zheji returned to the Song Kingdom, he fought every step of the way, fought openly and secretly, and finally took the crown prince of the Song Kingdom from the hands of the emperor's brother, until he finally ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

Thinking of this, Mo Yihuan toasted Song Zheji: "If you are rich, don't forget each other!"

Song Zheji just looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

Mo Yihuan felt that his expression was a bit strange, and couldn't help but wondered: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Mo..." Song Zheji pursed his thin lips, and said slowly, "I want to take you with me."

Mo Yihuan: "?"

Song Zheji smiled, and said softly: "The young master said before that he doesn't know where to go after leaving here... Why don't you go back to Song Kingdom with me, I will definitely not let the young master suffer any more grievances."

Seeing the sincere look on Song Zheji's face, Mo Yihuan was stunned.He originally approached Song Zheji with impure intentions, but he never expected Song Zheji to be so affectionate and righteous to him... He was so moved that he was in a mess for a moment, and the hand holding the wine cup trembled slightly: "Mr. Song, you ..."

Song Zheji smiled warmly, his cheeks flushed slightly.

"You are really my good brother!" Mo Yihuan said from the bottom of his heart, sincerely, and his voice resounded through the room.He raised his head again and drained the wine in the glass, and threw it on the table proudly: "Not much to say! I've done it, you can do whatever you want!"

Song Zheji's smile froze for a moment: "..."

After two glasses of wine, Mo Yihuan felt dizzy again.He rubbed his forehead, thinking in a daze, he was supposed to come to force someone today, but why was he force-forced instead?

Song Zheji: "...Mr. Mo, you haven't promised me yet."

Mo Yihuan waved his hands again and again: "Brother Song, I appreciate your kindness, but I really can't go with you."

... It's not that he doesn't want to leave, he wants to run away from this tyrant in a dream, but he still has to do tasks!Thinking of this, Mo Yihuan felt a bitterness in her heart. He stretched out her thigh in front of him but he couldn't hug him. This feeling was really too painful.

Song Zheji's eyes dimmed instantly, he lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "But...Mr. Mo, don't you want to save your sister from Ji Yue?"

Mo Yihuan keenly noticed that Song Zheji actually called Ji Yue by name.

Song Zheji stretched out his hand, and gently covered Mo Yihuan's hand, the temperature in his palm was hot.He said slowly: "Come back with me, I can help you. It's better than being here as a prisoner for the rest of your life."

Mo Yihuan was moved again. "Good brother!" He patted Song Zheji's hand: "But I really can't leave!"

Song Zheji's brows moved, and a strange look flashed across his eyes. He curled his fingers slightly, and said softly, "Why? Could Mr. Mo be reluctant to part with... him?"

"No, no, no!" Mo Yihuan categorically denied it, and sighed: "I really can't leave! It's hard for me to say the reason, I guess you won't believe me if I tell you! Otherwise, I'll get things done in the future. Another chance..."

"Well, since Mr. Mo is not willing, I won't force it." Song Zheji interrupted him lightly, and regained his gentle expression, bent his lips, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, drink with me again." Have a glass."

As he spoke, he poured Mo Yihuan another glass of wine and handed it over.

Mo Yihuan pushed away: "I can't drink anymore, I'm a little dizzy." As he spoke, he shook his head, looked up at the dark sky above him, and suddenly became alert: "Oh! I ran out secretly, I can't I've been waiting too long, I have to go back quickly..."

The expression on Song Zheji's face froze, he immediately put down the wine glass in his hand, smiled sadly and said, "Master, you are leaving now?"

"Let's go, I'll come to you next time!" Mo Yihuan propped up the table and wanted to stand up, Song Zheji's fingers holding the wine glass tightened, he lowered his eyes, and sighed softly: "... ...Next time, you may not be able to find it."

Mo Yihuan didn't hear what he said at all, he took two unsteady steps, staggered, and almost sat on the ground.Song Zheji stepped forward quickly, quickly grasping his waist with one hand: "Young master, be careful!"

...how history is always strikingly similar!

Mo Yihuan scratched her hair in embarrassment, and smirked: "I really didn't mean to fall, alas, my drinking capacity, look, I can't walk if I drink too much..."

Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.Mo Yihuan blinked, Song Zheji's handsome face was close at hand, and a clear breath brushed his cheeks.The smile on Song Zheji's lips gradually faded away, he looked strange, and the arms around the young man's waist slowly tightened.

There was a moment of silence around, and Mo Yihuan suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, he was stunned: "What... are you doing?"

Song Zheji stared at him intently, his shallow pupils trembled slightly, and there was a faint smell of alcohol as he spoke: "Mr. Mo, I seem to be...a little drunk too."