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

Chapter 57 Brother Mo, you are out of favor, Zhang Ai

Mo Yihuan was so angry that he jumped up from the carp on the bed, bared his teeth, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, like a little beast ready to pounce: "Then you go, and don't see me again if you go. Here it comes!"

Looking at the young man's fangs and claws, Ji Yue couldn't help laughing out loud. He turned his head to hide the smile on his face, coughed lightly and said seriously: "Okay, you said this?"

Smile, and smile!

Mo Yihuan was so angry that he was so angry that he simply turned around, out of sight and out of mind, but fell into a warm embrace from behind.The man's strong arms held the young man firmly in his arms, resting his head on his shoulder, he whispered with a smile: "...I really love Huan'er's jealous look."

Mo Yihuan: "?" Is he playing tricks on himself?He only felt that his eyes were going black, how could there be such a bad person in the world?

"I'm not jealous, it's a puppy..." Mo Yihuan yelled angrily, before the man finished speaking, the man tickled him lightly, and he immediately exclaimed: "Oh!"

"I have a lot of things to do these two days," the man leaned on his shoulder, sighing lowly: "In two days will be the National Sacrifice Ceremony, and there is a war in the southwest... If Huan'er is alone and bored, you can Let the servants accompany you around."

"The National Sacrifice Ceremony?" Mo Yihuan's attention was instantly diverted: "What is that?"

Ji Yue smiled and said, "I'll just take you to see it when the time comes."

"Oh." Mo Yihuan pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and teased maliciously: "Then Your Majesty must pay attention to your body. After working so hard day and night, be careful that your body will be hollowed out and your kidneys will be empty."

"Huh?" The man's tone was a little dangerous: "I'm not false, don't you know?"

Mo Yihuan: "..." He really wanted to slap himself, why did he talk so much!

He immediately looked up at the ceiling: "Ahem, Your Majesty, is the weather good today?"

Ji Yue finally let go of him, straightened his clothes, and said, "Does Huan'er still want to go to court with me today?"

Mo Yihuan still looked at the ceiling: "...back pain."

Ji Yue chuckled lightly: "Then obediently wait for me to come back."

Seeing that the man finally left, Mo Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief.

520: "Congratulations baby, Ji Yue's true love value is +10, and the current true love value is 45, which is one step closer to completing the task!"

"It's really just a backache, so it's going to increase by 10 points." Mo Yihuan had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, and he didn't know what it was like, so he opened his mouth: "...that's great."

520: "Don't think so, baby, it's actually because the appearance of Song Zheji gave Ji Yue a sense of crisis, and thus realized how important you are to him..."

"Okay, stop talking, Mo Yihuan interrupted him with a look of seeing through the world of mortals, desolately: "I'm tired, I want to go out to get some air. "

520: "Does your waist hurt anymore?"

Mo Yihuan: "Dividing people, it hurts when Ji Yue is around, but it doesn't hurt when he leaves."

Accompanied by Chunhua, Mo Yihuan wandered around the palace a few times in a bored manner. He suddenly remembered what Ji Yue had said in the morning, and asked Chunhua curiously, "By the way, what is that 'National Sacrifice Ceremony'?" something?"

"Why did Brother Mo suddenly think of asking this?" Chunhua said: "This is a major ceremony held by the Ji Kingdom every 25 years. The national teacher has to do it to pray to the sky, and burn a tortoise shell to divination the country's fortune. It is very grand!"

Tsk, Mo Yihuan thought to herself, it turns out that she is practicing feudal superstition.

He asked casually: "Who is the national teacher, I don't seem to have seen it before?"

Chunhua said with a smile: "How can someone like the national teacher show his face so easily?"

Huh, Mo Yihuan's curiosity was immediately aroused, does it sound interesting?

"The result of this divination is regarded as a divine order, and the kings of all dynasties must strictly abide by it, otherwise they will be punished by the heavens." Chunhua was still chattering: "Speaking of which, your majesty's mother and concubine Li Concubine were originally deeply loved. She was favored, but the result of divination back then said that she was a demon concubine, who would bring trouble to the government in the future. So all the officials and the common people demanded that she be executed. At that time, Concubine Li was pregnant, and the first emperor couldn't bear it, so he tried his best to save her life. But I also had to put her in the cold palace, and never had another chance..."

Mo Yihuan was taken aback.

... He originally thought that Ji Yue's father simply had a change of heart towards Concubine Li, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind it?

So, Ji Yue's father is actually a good man?

He turned to Chunhua in astonishment: "Then why did Your Majesty kill the first emperor back then?"

"Master, keep quiet!" Chunhua looked around in a panic, and was relieved to see no one, then lowered his head and said embarrassingly: "It's the slave who talked too much just now, the master has never heard of it, and the slave didn't say anything. Pass!"

Mo Yihuan: "Don't panic, we're all on our own, and I won't gossip around..."

Before he finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Mr. Mo."

The voice was warm and clear, and Mo Yihuan turned around, and sure enough, he saw a man in a crescent white robe standing behind him, tall and tall.

Mo Yihuan was taken aback: "...Young Master Song?"

Song Zheji smiled slightly at him: "Mr. Mo, don't come here unharmed."

"All right and all right!" Facing the man in front of him, Mo Yihuan felt inexplicably embarrassed, he scratched his hair: "Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time, you are amazing, you have become a prince!"

"Yes." Song Zheji still smiled: "It has been more than sixteen days since we separated last time."

Uh, only half a month?It doesn't seem to be very long.

It really feels like years by Ji Yue's side, Mo Yihuan secretly sighed inwardly.

Song Zheji went on to say: "One day is like three autumns."

"Ah?" Mo Yihuan raised her eyes in surprise, and looked into a pair of light-colored pupils.

The man in front of him had gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to see through him, Mo Yihuan was terrified, and quickly withdrew his gaze, pretending to grin, "Hey, Brother Song is indeed a man of culture, he really knows how to spell words Son!"

Song Zheji hooked his lips, and said lightly: "I shouldn't have come, but... there is always something in my heart that makes me sleepless."

Of course Mo Yihuan knew what he was talking about. He had mixed feelings, apologetic and helpless, and said, "Brother Song, I already told you last time, I really regard you as a friend..."

Song Zheji interrupted him: "I know." He smiled, and returned to his warm look: "I mean, last time I offended you when I lost my temper after drinking, so I wanted to apologize to you personally. Just say something Forgive me, and I can feel at ease."

"Hey, that's all you want!" Mo Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped Song Zheji on the shoulder: "It's nothing, it's nothing!"

"That's good." Song Zheji smiled lightly, and said sincerely: "I was confused about the previous thing, son, don't worry, from now on Song will only regard you as a friend, and will never have any other thoughts."

Mo Yihuan was taken aback.Song Zheji means...he finally found his way back?

Mo Yihuan was relieved for a while, and he showed a childish expression: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you that girls are cuter! By the way, you have met my sister, I think you two are a good match , do you have time to introduce the two of you for a deeper understanding?"

The smile on the corner of Song Zheji's mouth was a little stiff, he lowered his head, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, my lord, but I'm busy with state affairs now, so I don't plan to think about these things."

Mo Yihuan: "Oh oh oh, when did you make your plans, remember to give priority to my sister, she has a beautiful voice, sweet legs, long breasts...cough cough, what I mean..."

There was a flash of coolness in Song Zheji's eyes, but there was still a warm smile on his face, and he interrupted him: "I understand, you don't need to say any more."

Mo Yihuan was a little embarrassed: "Oh, then, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first?"

Song Zheji lowered his eyebrows and said lightly: "Goodbye."

The boy turned and walked away, the man finally raised his head, watching the back of the boy leaving.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself: "...friend?"

Immediately, his eyelashes flickered, the corners of his lips curled up, and he gave a chuckle like a joke.

Walking on the road, Mo Yihuan couldn't help being in a good mood: "Brother Song is better! See how polite he is, and then..."

Look at someone again, eat him clean from the inside out, his face doesn't even blush, don't even expect him to apologize, heh!

Of course, he didn't dare to continue to say this.

Chunhua at the side hesitated and said: "But, why do I feel that Mr. Song seems to have not given up yet..."

Mo Yihuan turned to stare at her: "You understand again?"

Chunhua: "I understand very well, a woman's intuition."

Mo Yihuan: "...No, who did you learn this way of speaking from?"

Chunhua: "Brother Mo, you!"

Mo Yihuan: "..."

In the evening, Mo Yihuan returned to the Leng Palace. In the past, Ji Yue would come to have dinner with him at this time, but today he waited and waited. The food on the table was cold, and he didn't wait for anyone to come.

Mo Yihuan became a little uneasy, he asked Chunhua, "Where is Your Majesty?"

Chunhua also looked puzzled: "I don't know, maybe it's still dealing with government affairs? The servants go out and ask!"

She ran out as she spoke, and came back after a while, looking at Mo Yihuan with embarrassment, hesitating to speak.

Mo Yihuan: "What do you have to say?"

Chunhua lowered his head: "Just now a maid came and said she was passing on His Majesty's message... His Majesty will not come over tonight, and let you, my lord, rest on your own after eating."

Mo Yihuan asked with a question mark on his face: "Is Your Majesty so busy? He won't have to stay up late to do errands, will he be bald..."

Chunhua lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Actually... Your Majesty said that he, uh, he will stay in the West Palace tonight."

Mo Yihuan: "???"

WTF?

Is it really "you have no joke"?

Seeing Mo Yihuan's stunned expression, Chunhua also showed a sad expression on his face: "Brother Mo, you have fallen out of favor, my condolences!"

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