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

Mo Yihuan turned his eyes away, not to look at the horrible scene in front of him, stretched out his hand to Fu Xihan, puffed his cheeks in displeasure and said sullenly, "Here, carry me on your back."

Fu Xihan lowered his body, and gently took Mo Yihuan to his body.Mo Yihuan lay quietly on Fu Xihan's generous back, wrapping his hands around his neck.After walking all the way, Fu Xihan comforted him and said, "Mr. Mo...are you unhappy?"

"No." Mo Yihuan had happy.jpg written all over his face: "I'm both happy and happy."

Fu Xihan paused, and then said: "Actually, His Majesty still cares about Young Master. Last night His Majesty personally gave Young Master... a bath and cleaning, and then took him back to the bedroom to rest."

"Oh." Mo Yihuan said indifferently.Does he have to thank the Lord Long En for that feeling, thank Ji Yue for not throwing himself directly in the hall, is he still human?

Just like that all the way back to the West Palace without a word, Fu Xihan carefully placed Mo Yihuan on the couch, looked at the boy's still bulging face, sighed, and comforted him: "I don't know if I should say something. The subordinates feel that In fact, it is a good home for Miss Mo to commit herself to His Majesty..."

"What a fart!" Mo Yihuan couldn't help cursing, his sister is beautiful and virtuous, and also has both civil and military skills, which is simply too cheap, that big pig's trotter, okay?

But at this point, he suddenly remembered. Speaking of which, didn't Fu Xihan also like his sister Mo Huaishang in the original book?

Seeing Mo Yihuan suddenly looking at him with strange eyes, Fu Xihan asked in confusion, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Mo Yihuan coughed twice: "Well, Brother Han, let me ask you, do you... have anyone you like right now?"

Fu Xihan was startled, and said in astonishment: "Why did Mr. Mo suddenly ask this?"

"Brother, it's not normal to talk about feelings!" Mo Yihuan grinned and patted Fu Xihan on the shoulder: "Don't worry, to be honest, I won't shake you off!"

Fu Xihan lowered his eyes, his wheat-colored face flushed faintly, and after a long silence, he said slowly, "...not yet."

Mo Yihuan saw his handsome face flushed and his chest rising and falling, and the tone of his answer was a bit hesitant. He secretly thought in his heart that he would be a ghost if he didn't, so he asked aggressively, "Don't lie, you're a puppy if you lie!"

Fu Xihan raised his eyes to look at Mo Yihuan, his eyelashes flickered, and he seemed to be in a daze for a moment, then immediately lowered his eyes, shook his head and said softly: "Actually... my subordinates don't know either."

"What do you mean you don't know!" Mo Yihuan yelled resolutely: "If you don't know, you have it. If you have you, you can tell me, and I will chase it for you!" Of course, if you like Mo Huaishang, just be him Did not say.

"...It's not like I like it, I just want to protect him well, I don't have any extravagance." Fu Xihan nodded and said lightly: "What's more, it's impossible."

Mo Yihuan: "What is possible is impossible, everything is possible, you tell me and I will teach you..."

Fu Xihan avoided his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, don't tease your subordinates." Then he turned his head and looked out of the window, and straightened his face: "It's getting late, and your majesty may visit the West Palace tonight, so my lord should go first." Rest now."

"Hey!" Mo Yihuan said unwillingly: "I'm not sleepy yet, chat with me for a while!"

Fu Xihan stood quietly at the door, no matter how Mo Yihuan teased him, she would not respond anymore.

Mo Yihuan curled his lips boredly, it's really a piece of wood, and he couldn't help being funny at all.

The room was quiet, and Chunhua didn't know where to go.The dim candlelight was flickering, and when Mo Yihuan was about to fall asleep in a daze, he faintly heard a voice coming from the door: "Your Majesty."

He didn't listen carefully, smacked his lips, turned over and planned to continue sleeping, but suddenly fell into a warm and dry embrace with a faint rosewood aroma from behind.

Mo Yihuan suddenly woke up from fright, he turned around suddenly, stared at the man behind him with his hands around his waist: "...why do you look like a ghost every time you come here!"

Ji Yue looked at him faintly with a pair of phoenix eyes, and asked, "Huan'er, did I scare you?"

Mo Yihuan couldn't help getting angry when he saw him, he tried to get out of Ji Yue's arms calmly, Ji Yue saw the young man's plan, his face darkened, and his arms tightened: "Why, are you fighting with me?" gas?"

Mo Yihuan saw that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free, and his efforts were no longer in vain, so he rolled his eyes, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

"Are you blaming me?" Ji Yue raised his voice and said, "Go save that Song Zheji, and I'll just give you a little punishment, do you still have a temper?"

Mo Yihuan thought angrily, if Ji Yue misunderstood him, let him misunderstand him. He didn't bother to explain, and simply said in a sly voice: "Yes, yes, it's all the fault of the concubine. The concubine is super brave, walking thousands of miles alone You rode away dozens of ambushes on your own, and saved Young Master Song. I wanted to take the opportunity to elope with him, but I didn't expect that your King Qi was braver and defeated me in one fell swoop. I really hate it!"

There was a long silence.

"Of course I know that the man was rescued by King Qi... The people from Song Dynasty will not arrive so fast, and none of the ambush soldiers I sent will survive. Only he can do this kind of thing." Ji Yue slowly Dao, then changed the subject: "However, apart from Fu Xihan, only you know that I want to intercept and kill Song Zheji."

He paused, and said in a declarative tone: "You went to find King Qi, and asked him to take someone to rescue Song Zheji."

Mo Yihuan was shocked, so he knew all these things?

Needless to say, this man's personality is a bit weak, but his wit is really witty.

He admitted straightforwardly: "It's me, so what?"

"Mo Yihuan!" Ji Yue sternly said, "Letting that Song's broken halberd go back is like letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Do you know how I protected you against the pressure of the ministers... Do you really think this is a joke?"

Mo Yihuan was silent in his heart: Why are you yelling so loudly, he is not deaf.

Ji Yue pinched Mo Yihuan's chin and forced him to look directly at him, his eyes were filled with anger, and his voice was full of uncontrollable anger: "Mo Yihuan, tell me honestly, what exactly are you doing to that Song Zheji? emotion?"

Mo Yihuan's mind suddenly turned, isn't this the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to lower his true love value that he had been waiting for?Anyway, Ji Yue didn't dare to touch himself because of Mo Huaishang's face, why didn't he take the opportunity...

Mo Yihuan twitched his neck, and boldly said, "I... like him!"

Ji Yue's eyes widened in an instant, with mixed expressions of shock and anger on his face, his pair of phoenix eyes were slightly red, his fingers on Mo Yihuan's chin tightened suddenly, and even his voice trembled slightly. Trembling: "Mo Yihuan, what did you say? Can you tell me again?"

Mo Yihuan had never seen a man with such a terrifying look before, and he realized that he was afraid after a while, and he turned his eyes away and said in a low voice: "It's fine if your ears are not good, I won't say anything... "

Ji Yue's pupils tightened, he gritted his teeth, and asked word by word: "Tell me, what do you like about that Song?"

Mo Yihuan bit the bullet and Hu Su: "I like him for being handsome and gentle..." In fact, I like his glowing gold fingers and the shining halo of the hero.

"..."

The man stared at him intently, his black pupils trembling slightly, and his chest heaved violently.After a long silence, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let out a strange laugh: "... Mo Yihuan, you are really not afraid of death."

Mo Yihuan suddenly had an ominous premonition, and he boldly said: "Your Majesty, you can't kill me, or my sister will hate you for the rest of your life, so don't even think about being with her..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was thrown down by the man.Mo Yihuan, who had reacted completely, panicked. He struggled desperately and uttered nonsense: "Twisted melons are not sweet! Even if you do this, you won't win my heart..."

The man's eyes were red, and he smiled angrily: "That's enough... I don't care about my heart."