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

Wen Xiao paused.

Without turning his head, he turned his back to Fu Xihan and said flatly, "Brother Fu, is there anything else?"

Fu Xihan took a step forward and put his hand on Wen Xiao's shoulder, Wen Xiao's thin body trembled.

"Ah Xiao," Fu Xihan said softly, "Why have you been... so indifferent to me recently?"

Wen Xiao finally came back to his senses, and smiled at Fu Xihan as if nothing had happened: "No, it's just that the Tai Hospital has been busy recently, Brother Fu, you are overthinking."

"...Is that so?" Fu Xihan looked a little dignified, hesitant to speak.

Wen Xiao broke free from Fu Xihan's hand calmly: "I'll go to work first."

Before he took two steps away, he heard Fu Xihan suddenly raise his voice behind him.

"Ah Xiao, what happened to us the day I got drunk?"

Fu Xihan's words were loud and clear.

Wen Xiao froze suddenly, stopped in his tracks,

There was a dead silence in the room.

After a while, Wen Xiao said lightly, "Nothing happened."

After speaking, push the door and leave.

Fu Xihan stopped in front of Wen Xiao in three steps at a time, his face flushed slightly, as if he was really anxious: "But, I seem to have some impressions, I, am I..."

Wen Xiao looked at him quietly.

Facing Wen Xiao's gaze, Fu Xihan lowered his eyes with some guilt.

He blushed even more, and explained stutteringly: "I was groggy, and I felt someone was there... I just, I don't know why, I was a little out of control... When I woke up, I was alone in the room, but I always feel as if it really happened..."

Wen Xiao interrupted him.

"Brother Fu, maybe you are dreaming."

Fu Xihan was startled: "But..."

Wen Xiao lowered her head: "Brother Fu, I really have to get busy."

He walked past Fu Xihan, and Fu Xihan lowered his eyes and saw a bright and eye-catching mark on the snow-white neck under his lapel at a glance.

"A Xiao!"

Fu Xihan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and grabbed Wen Xiao's arm.

A flustered look flashed across Wen Xiao's face, trying to break free from Fu Xihan's hand.However, with his strength, how could he beat the tall man in front of him.Fu Xihan dragged him to the front, and tore open the skirt of his clothes without any explanation.

There was a sound of "呲拉", the sound of clothes being torn.

I saw the young man's slightly undulating, snow-white chest, with a few bright red plum-like traces blooming impressively.

Wen Xiaosujing's fair face immediately turned red to the base of his ears, he threw off Fu Xihan's hand, staggered back two steps, turned around hastily and was about to flee through the door.

Fu Xihan strode forward and blocked the door, his eyes were red, and he almost yelled frantically: "Ah Xiao, why didn't you tell me!"

Wen Xiao lowered her head and straightened her clothes, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, but she still tried her best to keep her voice calm: "...There is nothing to say."

Fu Xihan's chest was heaving violently, and he stepped forward to firmly hold Wen Xiao's shoulders, and said excitedly: "What do you mean by 'nothing to say', you..."

Wen Xiao raised her eyes, her clear eyes flickered, she bent her lips and said with a sincere smile: "Brother Fu, it really doesn't matter."

Seeing the expression of the young man in front of him, Fu Xihan was stunned for two seconds, then turned around, took a few steps in frustration, and punched the table hard with a "boom": "I'm really inferior to a beast, how can I do that?" something like this..."

Wen Xiao said indifferently: "Brother Fu, you didn't force me to do this, but I did it voluntarily. I also know that you have someone else in your heart. You don't have to worry about it, just pretend that nothing happened that day."

Saying that, without waiting for Fu Xihan to speak, he turned around and opened the door and left.

Suddenly, he heard a man's voice behind him.

"A Xiao, what did you just say? What do you mean by 'other people in your heart'?"

Wen Xiao paused.

"It's nothing, I, I just said the wrong thing..."

He said, ignoring the cries of the man behind him, he quickened his pace and ran away as if to escape.

When Mo Yihuan came to the door of Ji Yue's study, as soon as he opened the door, he heard the faint voice of him talking to someone else from inside.

"Your Majesty, there is a good news from General Chen, saying that he has led his army into the border pass of the Song Dynasty as planned. He will not be able to hold on to a few cities at the border pass, and it is estimated that he will be able to capture it soon..."

At this moment, Ji Yue saw the young man standing outside the door, and waved to him with a smile: "Huan'er, come in quickly!"

Mo Yihuan walked in, and the man in the room who looked like a soldier saluted and said, "Your Majesty, then I will step back first."

After the door closed, Mo Yihuan looked at Ji Yue: "You really want to fight this battle?"

Ji Yue narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Why, is Huan'er reluctant?"

Mo Yihuan was a little speechless, he really didn't want to talk to this Asian vinegar king who was always drinking a few catties of old vinegar.

Ji Yue reached out and took Mo Yihuan into his arms.Mo Yihuan sat on his lap, Ji Yue hugged him from behind, his chin rested on his shoulder, and his hot breath fell on his neck: "Why are you here, didn't you tell me to wait for me in the room? "

Mo Yihuan: "I, ahem, I'm a bit bored, so I wandered around."

He was ashamed to admit that he was a little nervous because the Empress Dowager Ceremony was going to be held tomorrow...

"Huan'er..." Ji Yue gently kissed the boy's temples, and whispered in his ear: "You will marry me tomorrow, how are you preparing?"

Mo Yihuan: "..."

This man definitely did it on purpose, whichever pot is not opened, which pot is to be lifted!

Mo Yihuan curled her lips: "Not really."

Ji Yue frowned suspiciously: "Why does Huan'er say that?"

Mo Yihuan absently fiddled with Ji Yue's hair hanging in front of his shoulders, and said, "I won't tell you, guess for yourself!"

Ji Yue thought that Mo Yihuan was afraid of the ministers' comments, so he tightened his arms and hugged the young man in his arms even tighter, and said in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, Huan'er, I'm here. If anyone dares to say anything , I'll cut off his head!"

Mo Yihuan's heart warmed up, but being moved was moved, it still sounded a bit wrong.

Cutting off his head at every turn, no wonder everyone said that Ji Yue was a tyrant...

He lightly bumped Ji Yue's shoulder with his head as if in reproach: "Can you be kinder? Be forgiving and forgiving!"

Ji Yue frowned suspiciously: "The life of a pariah, what's the pity of death?

"No! How can you say that? Everyone is equal before life..." Mo Yihuan eloquently explained the truth, but seeing Ji Yue still looked puzzled, he thought that the generation gap between the times was too big to make sense, so he went He straightened his face and said, "Anyway, I don't like you killing people!"

Hearing Mo Yihuan's words, Ji Yue's eyebrows twitched, he pondered for a moment, and reluctantly said: "Then I will try my best not to kill people, if anyone dares to speak out, I will cut off his tongue!"

Mo Yihuan: "..."

In fact, what makes him feel uneasy is not whether anyone talks about him.

But...

He remembered the conversation with 520 that day.

……

520: "If you really miss him, I know there is a way, but no one has ever tried it..."

Mo Yihuan cheered up: "What? Say it quickly!"

520 explained: "Although there are two worlds here and the real world you live in, since you can come here, it means that these two worlds have passages that can shuttle each other, which is what our industry calls ' The gate of the plane'."

Mo Yihuan: "And then?"

520 continued: "Only our Lord God has the right to open this door. When you crossed over, this door was opened once. And when you complete the task, this door will open for the second time."

Mo Yihuan half understood: "So, if Ji Yue walks through this door with me, can he come to the real world with me?"

520: "That's right, in theory it is possible ①Athlete No. [-] Yu Yan."

After getting an affirmative answer, Mo Yihuan's heart jumped for joy, and he said excitedly: "Then I will take Ji Yue with me then!"

520 smiled and said, "It's not that simple."

Mo Yihuan asked puzzled, "Why?"

520 said: "First, the premise of opening the 'gate of planes' is to take the death of the original body as an opportunity, just like the time you just passed on, it was a period of time before the original owner planned to commit suicide by throwing himself into the well. So , you complete the task and return to the real world, but you must pay the price of the death of the original body."

After finishing speaking, seeing Mo Yihuan's dazed expression, 520 kindly explained, "That's death escape."

Mo Yihuan: "That is to say, if I go back to the real world, the 'Mo Yihuan' in this world will be dead?"

520: "That's right."

Mo Yihuan was stunned for a moment.

He didn't dare to imagine such a result. After completing the mission and returning to the real world, he left a cold corpse to Ji Yue?

Mo Yihuan felt as if his heart was tightly clenched by a big hand, and he was so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.

No, he can't just abandon Ji Yue like this...

Mo Yihuan forcibly suppressed the bitterness in his heart, opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Then, how can I take Ji Yue with me?"

520 paused, and said word by word: "The only way is... when you die, he dies with you."

Mo Yihuan's eyes widened: "What?"

520: "Even so, there is no guarantee that he will come to the real world with you. He may die in vain. Besides, even if he travels with you to the real world, it may be due to the automatic repair of time and space. was given a whole new identity."

Mo Yihuan only felt cold all over, and he heard himself asking dryly in a tense voice: "What is a 'new identity'?"

520 said: "Plainly speaking, it is equivalent to losing all previous memories. Of course, he will also completely forget you."

Mo Yihuan was stunned for a moment, unable to speak a word.

520 sighed: "I shouldn't have told you this... As for how to do it, you can decide for yourself."

Memories so far.

The man was still kissing at his temples, Mo Yihuan was a little uninterested, and gently pushed him: "Your Majesty, tomorrow will be the wedding night in the bridal chamber, why don't you 'recharge your batteries'?"

Ji Yue raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "Why, are you doubting my ability?"

Mo Yihuan: "I don't feel well today..."

Ji Yue sighed, and pecked his lips a few more times with desire and dissatisfaction, before letting him go.

"Huan'er, why are you so sad..." Ji Yue gently brushed the broken hair on the young man's forehead behind his ears, as if to please him, and said with a smile: "I've made up my mind, tomorrow's wedding night in the bridal chamber , I promise you to be on top!"

Mo Yihuan: "???"

He was shocked: "Your Majesty, are you serious?"

Ji Yue nodded solemnly: "You are not joking!"

Mo Yihuan was immersed in shock, turned her head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a book on the table next to the military book.

"Sixteen Styles of Longyang".