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

Mo Yihuan coughed hard twice: "Ahem!"

Looking at it again, it doesn't seem to have any effect.The man soft in Ji Yue's arms still had a pretty face, and his red lips were moist and charming.

...Why didn't Ji Yue push him away?Does he really want to be fed wine like this?

A burst of anger suddenly surged into his heart, Mo Yihuan didn't even have time to think about it, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he reached out and snatched the wine bottle from that Xianxian's hand.

Lianhuan's eyes widened in astonishment: "You!"

"What are you looking at?" Mo Yihuan stared back without showing any weakness: "Are you guys drinking or not? You're so jittery. If you don't drink, bring it to me!"

Lian Huan looked at Mo Yi Huan with annoyed eyes, turned to Ji Yue, and instantly changed into an aggrieved expression.He grabbed the man's sleeve and shook it, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty! This wine is obviously a slave to His Majesty, how dare Mr. Mo treat you so rudely..."

Mo Yihuan was shocked. Didn't this person fall into Ji Yue's arms on purpose first? Why is he still beating him up and calling him rude?

Lianhuan over there is still relentless, her voice is so sweet that she almost gets tired: "Your Majesty, I will pour you another glass."

Mo Yihuan sneered in his heart, heh, if you want to play, I will accompany him to the end today!

He stretched out his hand to grab the man's arm, and blinked innocently: "Oh, Your Majesty, the concubine was rude just now, to express my apology, here, the concubine toasts you with a glass of wine!"

Ji Yue: "..."

Mo Yihuan glanced provocatively at Lianhuan at the side, with a charming arc on his lips, imitating Lianhuan's tone just now, pinched his throat and said weakly: "This wine, but I want my concubine to feed it to Your Majesty. ?”

After a long silence, I saw the corners of the man's lips curled up, and a playful smile appeared in his dark eyes: "...OK."

Tsk, the dog man still has a face to smile?

Mo Yihuan grabbed the man by the front, pulled him away from Lianhuan, reached out and put the wine glass on his lips, with a fierce look in his eyes, he said fiercely: "Come on, Your Majesty, open your mouth ,drink!"

Ji Yue really opened his mouth obediently, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Mo Yihuan glanced at Lianhuan, whose expression had changed, and raised his eyebrows proudly.

However, before she was proud for two seconds, the man suddenly grabbed her chin and kissed her.

"Ahem...so choking!"

When he raised his head, he saw that all the officials sitting below lowered their heads, with expressions of no regard for injustice.Although he had already "experienced in hundreds of battles", Mo Yihuan still blushed again unsatisfactorily. He pushed the man next to him away a little angrily. He lowered his head blushing and fell into autistic mode.

"Doesn't Huan'er want to drink?" The man who was pushed away approached shamelessly again, and said with a smile, "Do you still drink?"

Mo Yihuan: "...You can drink it by yourself."

Lian Huan, who was completely ignored by the side, had a complicated look in his eyes, and he tugged on Ji Yue's sleeve unwillingly: "Your Majesty..."

However, the man didn't even give him a look, and retracted his arm impatiently, with a faint chill in his voice: "Go down."

Lianhuan was stunned for a moment, resentment flashed in her long and narrow fox eyes, she lowered her head again, covering the strange color on her face, and walked down step by step with her head down.

Mo Yihuan raised his eyes to look at Lianhuan's back, and suddenly felt dizzy, and that slender figure doubled into two.

Ji Li's words suddenly sounded in his mind, and Mo Yihuan instantly woke up, oh shit!

There were so many people watching... Realizing this, Mo Yihuan instantly fidgeted.

But Ji Yue poured another glass of wine for him, and brought it to his lips: "Come on, Huan'er, have another drink, don't spoil my interest."

Mo Yihuan refused in a panic: "Your Majesty, I, I can't drink it anymore, this medicine..."

Ji Yue said unhurriedly: "I know."

Mo Yihuan was shocked... He knew it, so why did he drink himself on purpose?Did he deliberately want to see himself making a fool of himself in front of everyone?

……Oh shit.

The last rationality made him get up and want to run away, but the man behind him took him into his arms and whispered in his ear, "Why are you running? Where do you want to go?"

"Your Majesty!" the boy begged with the last of his reason.But Ji Yue didn't let him go at all, and his voice was low and magnetic, as if it had the magic power to seduce people: "... Be good, kiss me."

As if bewitched, Mo Yihuan looked at the man's thin pale lips, and kissed them in a daze as if possessed.

For a while, the hall was silent.Prime Minister Du dropped his chopsticks, got up and flung his sleeves away, and all the officials below avoided their eyes wisely.

Only one person watched the scene on the high platform intently.

Song Zheji's hand holding the wine glass trembled, his fingers tightened, and a few drops of sake splashed out and landed on his spotless robe, staining a few drops of water color.

...Although I have imagined in my mind more than once what it would look like when a boy is in love.But seeing it with my own eyes now is even more moving than imagined.

No, it's more than touching.

The stunner in the world is probably nothing more than this.

He received a strict education since he was a child, read a lot of history books, and always thought that "beautiful women are a disaster" is just a joke, and those kings who deceive the country for their beauty are fatuous and incompetent waste, but now...

Now the scene in front of him, he can understand somewhat.

No wonder Ji Yue did not hesitate to violate the cessation treaty between the countries, but also wanted to capture the Mo country and snatch away the Mo family's young master.

but……

But this Mo Yihuan, he was obviously arrested and forced to be a male favourite, why is he willing to stay by Ji Yue's side, would be jealous for Ji Yue's sake, and even... would act like this in front of everyone ?

Thinking of this, Song Zheji only felt a surge of energy in his heart, and he was so bored that he felt a pain.His chest rose and fell, and the fingers holding the wine glass trembled slightly, even his knuckles turned blue and white.

He closed his eyes and forced himself not to look at the beautiful scene in front of him again.When she opened it again, her clear eyes were stained with a light layer of red.

"Young Master." A slender voice sounded coolly in my ears: "It seems that things are different from what you said, Young Master."

Song Zheji suppressed the look on his face and regained his composure.He squinted at the man in red who didn't know when he was standing behind him, smiled and said, "What did you say?"

Lian Huan said slowly in a voice that could only be heard between two people: "According to the young master, this Mo Yi Huan was captured, and he must have hated Ji Yue deeply, but now..."

He paused, and then said: "But now it seems that the person whom the young master cares about day and night, seems to agree with the king of Ji Kingdom, and they are very close."

Song Zheji lowered his eyes.Half of his face fell into a shadow, and he spoke slowly, with a faint chill in his voice: "Speak less. Don't forget why I brought you here, just do your own thing well."

After a while of silence, Lianhuan replied softly: "Yes, son, the subordinates know."

Song Zheji tilted his head, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his voice: "Why, frustrated? Didn't you say that there is no man in the world who can refuse you?"

Lian Huan raised her eyes and looked at the handsome man in a dragon robe on the high platform, a complicated expression flashed in her eyes.He smiled: "... Don't worry, my lord, it will happen sooner or later."

Song Zheji also raised his eyes.

There was still a charming scene in front of him, the kiss reached the passionate point, the man actually hugged the boy horizontally in his arms, and stood up.

Song Zheji frowned, and he stared closely at the man's back. He saw the man carrying the boy down the jade steps, and walked straight to the back of the hall until his figure gradually disappeared.

What is he going to do, it won't be...

Song Zheji's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help standing up urgently.