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

Mo Huaishang's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Mo Yihuan's heart hard.He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't speak, and his eyes were involuntarily moist.

Mo Huaishang paused, and continued: "And, he received Qi Fengyin's sword before, and it was also because of you."

Mo Yihuan was shocked and said, "Why?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me the specific reason." Mo Huaishang shook his head, then smiled gratifiedly: "I was worried that he was just interested in you for a while. Now it seems that I am really sure that I will entrust you to him. Don't worry too."

Mo Yihuan was stunned.

It turned out that Ji Yue did so much for himself.And I couldn't help but blame him and question him before, no wonder he was so sad, and almost lost his temper at himself out of control...

For a moment, Mo Yihuan felt like a knife was twisting his heart.Mo Huaishang seemed to see through his thoughts, patted the hand on the back of Mo Yihuan's hand lightly, and comforted him: "The past is over, so don't go again..."

Mo Yihuan clenched her hands into fists and tried hard to sit up: "...I'm going to find him."

Mo Huaishang hurried to help him: "A Huan, can you do it now? The strength of the numbness is loose..."

"Didn't I drink the antidote just now?" Mo Yihuan interrupted her, resisting the soreness on her body, moved out of bed bit by bit, and said firmly with her teeth gritted: "I can go now, you Let me find him, if I wait any longer, I will die..."

Mo Huaishang lowered his head and sighed softly.

"I'll go with you."

In a forest in the outskirts, with a burst of chatting and laughing, the two gradually approached.It is an old man with white hair and white beard, and a girl who is not too old.

The girl was holding a medicine basket in her hand, and she was wearing two thick black braids.A pair of big eyes flicker, looking very smart.

There was a carriage parked in front of him, and when he got closer, he saw a person lying beside the carriage, motionless.

The girl let out a cry, and rushed forward in two quick steps.

Lying on the ground was a handsome man, his eyes closed, his face pale, and a large bloodstain on his chest was shocking.The girl quickly stretched out her hand to feel his breath, and felt the man's weak breathing, and she was relieved.

The old man also stepped forward at this time: "Ling'er, what's going on?"

Shen Ling'er pleaded: "Grandpa, he was seriously injured. Let's take him back, or he will die."

The old man sighed and nodded.

An old man and a young man supported the unconscious man back to a hut not far away.

Shen Ling'er helped the man lie on the couch, and fed him a bowl of water.He took a few volts of dried herbs and crushed them into crumbs, then sat back on the side of the couch.

The clothes on the man's body were completely stained with blood.Shen Ling'er untied the tie, first took off the outer shirt, and then carefully opened the blood-soaked inner shirt bit by bit.

The front of the clothes was wide open, the strong and strong muscles were exposed to the air, and the beautifully lined chest undulated slightly before Shen Ling'er's eyes.Her face was flushed, and she quickly covered it with chopped dried herbs, and then wrapped it carefully layer by layer with gauze.

After finishing the man's clothes, Shen Ling'er's eyes fell on his face.He lay quietly, his eyes were lightly closed, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if he was very disturbed even in his dream.

Shen Ling'er looked in a daze.

...Since she was a child, she has never seen such a handsome man.

At this time, the door opened, and the old man walked in: "Ling'er, what's the matter?"

Only then did Shen Ling'er come to her senses, she quickly lowered her head, trying to hide her hot face, and said dully: "The bleeding has stopped."

"I don't know who he is, he suffered such a serious injury..." The old man shook his head, looked at his granddaughter's flushed face, and joked with a smile: "If he is a good person, after he is cured, he should Let him repay my granddaughter for saving her life!"

Shen Ling'er blushed and said angrily, "Grandpa!"

Right here, the man suddenly frowned, and muttered: "Huan'er, Huan'er..."

Shen Ling'er was taken aback.

"... Huan'er?"

Mo Yihuan and Mo Huaishang rode a horse together, and searched along the direction the carriage left in memory.

However, until he got out of the forest and came to the town outside, he did not find Ji Yue.Mo Yihuan almost went crazy, and asked everyone if he saw a wounded man, but the answers he got were all in denial.

Mo Huaishang was anxious and distressed at the side, dissuading him: "...A Huan, your foot is still injured, or let's go back."

However, Mo Yihuan just shook his head with red eyes: "If you look again, you will definitely find him."

Looking back all the way along the way, Mo Yihuan glanced inadvertently, and suddenly saw a carriage parked under a tree not far away.

Mo Yihuan's heart jumped wildly in an instant, almost falling off the horse: "Sister, the carriage! That carriage!"

Mo Huaishang hurriedly reined in the horse, stepped forward to lift the curtain, then froze, shook his head at the young man limping over behind him, and said softly: "...Ah Huan, there is no one inside."

Mo Yihuan stopped, staring blankly at the dots of blood on the ground.

"Could it be that he was taken away?" Mo Huaishang frowned, and suddenly his expression turned cold: "Oops, you said earlier that Song Zheji's guards were looking for you, Your Majesty will not be let by them..."

Mo Yihuan interrupted him sharply: "No way!"

His eyes were red, his fingers tightened his palms, and his thin body trembled violently.Mo Huaishang rushed forward and supported Mo Yihuan distressedly: "Huan'er, sister knows you are worried about him, but now..."

"He must be nearby!" Mo Yihuan struggled to get away from Mo Huaishang, and limped forward. He didn't know where else he could find Ji Yue.He instinctively didn't think about Mo Huaishang's words, he just wanted to believe that Ji Yue must still be alive...

Mo Huaishang came after him behind him: "A Huan!"

At this moment, Mo Yihuan was blinded by a touch of emerald green on the ground.

He was stunned.

……This is!

Mo Yihuan hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Lying on the palm of his hand was an emerald green finger, although it was a little worn, it was still clear and clear, with a somewhat dirty red string tied to it.

Mo Yihuan's fingers trembled slightly, he looked up, and in front of him was a family's thatched hut.He strode forward and pushed open the half-hidden door.

The old man in the room seemed to be taken aback by him: "You..."

"Why is this finger puller at your door!" Mo Yihuan almost lost control: "You guys, have you ever seen a wounded man?"

The old man frowned: "You are?"

Mo Huaishang, who arrived later, hurriedly explained: "Uncle, I don't mean to offend. One of our friends was injured and disappeared. We are now looking for him everywhere."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the back room opened. The girl looked at the two uninvited guests and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Mo Yihuan saw the blood-stained gauze in her hand at a glance.

His heart beat wildly in an instant, he rushed over regardless, pushed the girl away and rushed into the room.

He didn't shed a single tear along the way, but when he saw the man lying on the couch, tears came out of his eyes almost instantly.

"His Majesty!"

Shen Ling'er stopped in front of him: "What are you going to do? He is still seriously injured..."

The girl's lips moved, but Mo Yihuan couldn't hear a word.He is now completely overwhelmed by great ecstasy, and there is only one thought in his mind.

... He was not captured by Song Zheji.

He is not dead.

As if all the strength in his body had been drained, Mo Yihuan staggered and almost fell to the ground, tears rolling down his face.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Ling'er was also stunned: "Who are you...to him?"

Mo Yihuan: "I'm his old..."

Mo Huaishang interrupted him and smiled: "We are his friends."

Shen Ling'er sneaked a glance at the young man in front of her. Even though her small face was weeping, she was still beautiful, with that kind of indistinguishable beauty, which made her inexplicably feel inferior, and lowered her head uneasily.

"I gave him medicine, and his bleeding has stopped," Shen Ling'er said, "I'm going to make some medicine for him to stop bleeding now..."

Mo Huaishang said: "Let me help you."

The two girls went out, and only Mo Yihuan and Ji Yue were left in the room.

Mo Yihuan sat in front of the sleeping man's couch, and gently stroked his bloodless face.

Ji Yue's eyelashes seemed to tremble.

Mo Yihuan's heart skipped a beat: "Your Majesty!"

Ji Yue's eyes slowly opened, his eyes seemed to be out of focus, staring blankly at the young man in front of him for a long time, his pale and bloodless lips moved, his voice was low and hoarse: "Huan'er?"

Mo Yihuan opened his mouth, but said nothing.

The man's black eyes burst out with surprise, and he eagerly stretched out his hand to caress the boy's face: "Huan'er, is it really you?"

Mo Yihuan held his hand, with mixed feelings in his heart, he choked up and said, "Your Majesty..."

"Why did you leave me alone?"

The man tightened his fingers and asked almost eagerly.

"I..." Mo Yihuan choked up, not knowing how to explain it.His eyes moved down and landed on the gauze wrapped around the man's chest: "Your Majesty, does your wound still hurt?"

"The wound doesn't hurt anymore..." Ji Yue said, "It hurts here."

As he spoke, he took the boy's hand and led it to his heart little by little.

"You're so hypocritical!" Mo Yihuan wiped away tears, and cursed with a muffled nasal voice, "If I hadn't left you, you would have died by now, do you know that?"

Ji Yue also smiled, looked at him, held his hand and interlocked his fingers.

Mo Yihuan's heart skipped a beat.

His eyes moved down and landed on the man's thin lips.Unexpectedly, he leaned down and kissed her gently.

The man hooked his neck, and his lips met, extremely tender.

At this moment, the sound of opening the door sounded behind him.

The bowl fell to the ground with a shattering sound.

The girl standing at the door was dumbfounded.

"you……"

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