The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

"You... why are you here?" Mo Song's white fingers gradually clenched into fists, his voice trembling.

The injuries on Liu Yihan's body looked too scary, and it was almost impossible to see where his wounds were. The blood stains all over his body turned him into a blood man.

He stuck his sword on the ground to support his crumbling body, the veins on the back of his bloody hands were exposed, his pale face was raised, and he looked at Mo Song with dull eyes.

"I've been here," his voice was low and weak, like the whimpering and sighing of a wounded leopard, "it's just that you never looked back..."

Liu Yihan, who was against the light, couldn't see the expression on his face, it was the same as when Mo Song went to look for him outside the city that day, when he came face to face, full of unknowns and unpredictable.

"Liu Yihan..."

Mo Song was a little flustered for the first time, his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, caught by something, unable to move.

"I have been trying to replace him in your heart. I thought that other than him, I have reached the position closest to your heart..." Liu Yihan raised his head, his face was full of pain, "But I didn't know until today that as long as he appears, There will be no one else in your eyes!"

"No!" Mo Song was a little anxious, "You are also very important, you and the prince are equally important to me!"

"I don't want equality, what I want is uniqueness!" Liu Yihan looked at him, "If I asked you to choose between him and me today, who would you choose?"

Mo Song was stunned.

"Why...why do you have to choose this way?"

Ji Qinglin glared at Mo Song from behind him, secretly twisted his arm with internal force, and said in a voice: "You choose him! If you don't want to die alone, you can choose for me!"

Even though he and Liu Yihan were very hostile in the past, after so many years, Ji Qinglin also knew that he treated Mo Song very well.

She refused marriage for him, accepted surrender for him, and did not marry for many years. She responded to every request and stayed by her side from beginning to end.

Without Liu Yihan, Mo Song will never meet someone who treats him so sincerely in his life.

Seeing that the man was still frowning and not speaking, Ji Qinglin gave him a back again, and even wanted to go up and kick him to wake up this stupid thing.

"What are you still dawdling about?"

No matter how I say this matter has something to do with me, as the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage, Ji Qinglin does not want to do such immoral things, he will be struck by lightning.

"My lord, but if I really have to choose, I will choose you. I don't want to lie to him." Mo Song seemed to be particularly stubborn in matters related to him.

"..." Ji Qinglin said, "Sometimes people don't have to be so honest. Besides, I don't need you to be so loyal. I would rather you be more selfish."

"I have been following you since I entered the palace when I was a child. Everyone told me that the purpose of my existence is to protect you. You are more than everything. These things have been engraved in the bone marrow since then. Since then, loyalty has become indispensable. Fading Faith."

The only time Mo Song got rid of this kind of thinking was the first time he disobeyed Ji Qinglin at Pingyang Pass, and he wasted ten years in a daze after that.

Until Ji Qinglin appeared again, the faith buried in his heart was awakened again.

As dark guards, they have the same fate that was planned from the beginning, live for the master and die for the master.

This is like a hypnosis that started very early, making them forget themselves and remain loyal forever.

A person without ego cannot love himself or others.

Mo Song remained silent for a long time, and Liu Yihan's eyes dimmed more and more, from heartbroken to disappointed, and finally to dead silence.

He seemed to say nothing, but told him everything in silent words.

"I see." Liu Yihan showed a smile uglier than crying, "You choose him."

No answer is the default.

Liu Yihan took half a step back, pulled the sword from the ground vigorously, his body swayed unsteadily, as if he would fall down in the next moment.

"Don't move!"

Just as Mo Song was about to go forward to caress him, Liu Yihan stretched out his hand to him, meaning to refuse.

"No need, I can do it myself." He straightened up slowly, and after stabilizing his figure, he looked into Mo Song's eyes distantly, "Thank you for your concern."

Mo Song's hands froze in mid-air.

"What happened last night is that I took advantage of others' danger and forced you to say something outrageous. Forget about it, just pretend that I... never said it," Liu Yihan continued, "As for my father's matter, When this matter is over, I will still investigate it carefully.”

"I..." Mo Song opened his mouth, a little anxious, "I didn't think you were taking advantage of others' danger, nor did you force me, I voluntarily..."

"I now hope that you didn't do it voluntarily." Liu Yihan said.

Mo Song's words stopped on his lips.

"Since you have chosen him, don't give me any hope anymore. Instead of always worrying about losing it, it is better to never have it."

After a while, Mo Song lowered his eyes and said:

"it is good."

I always felt that after Liu Yihan said those words, there was a piece missing somewhere in my heart, and I couldn't fill it up anymore.

He raised his head, and the distance between Liu Yihan and Liu Yihan was only a dozen steps, but the distance gave him the illusion that even if he spent his whole life, he would not be able to walk this distance...

The accident happened only in an instant, and after speaking the last sentence, Liu Yihan fell down completely and fell heavily on the ground.

"Liu Yihan!"

Mo Song quickly rushed over to help him up.

The blood stained his palms, his clothes, and his eyes gradually.

Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, as if he had endured it for a long time, and he couldn't tell why, he only knew that at this moment he was sadder than ever.

Mo Song carried Liu Yihan on his back and followed Ji Qinglin. There were hordes of corpse puppets along the way. They were red-eyed but couldn't kill them all. There were too many of them.

Even if he is as strong as Ji Qinglin, he can only choose to flee in this endless struggle.

There is an end to manpower, but it seems that such corpse puppets can never be killed, and they can't be killed. They are cut to pieces, and after a short stop, they will rush up frantically, endlessly.

If it was a moonlit night, the corpses controlled by these Gu worms could restrain themselves, but now there was no other way but to run away.

After they returned to the General's Mansion smoothly, they asked the doctor to diagnose and treat Liu Yihan's injuries. After learning that his life was not in danger, Mo Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After Lianhua found out, with tears all over her face, she ran over to guard Liu Yihan's bed, while Mo Song stepped aside.

He wanted to wait here for Liu Yihan to wake up.

But Ji Qinglin said: "Time is running out, I will go directly to Sichuan with Si Ruochen later."

Those corpse puppets obviously don't know the way, and they are still wandering outside, but once they come to this side and attack in groups, this little Pingyang Pass will be in danger.

"What about you? Wait here for him to wake up, or go to Dawei to ask for reinforcements?" Ji Qinglin asked.

"If you want to wait here for him to wake up, I'll let someone else go back to Dawei for you."

Mo Song looked at Liu Yihan, his eyes were a little tangled, and finally said: "I will go by myself, other princes are not at ease, they are easy to change."

Ji Qinglin does as he wishes.

Mo Song looked at Lianhua beside the bed.

"Princess, please take care of him."

Lianhua sat on the side of the bed with her back to Mo Song, her hand carefully held Liu Yihan's scarred hand.

"You stay here and take care of him, I'll go back for you."

Lianhua turned her head and said seriously.

"Princess?" Mo Song looked at her in surprise.

Lianhua smiled wryly, "Compared to me, the person he would rather wake up to see is you, I always knew."

Today, when she heard that Liu Yihan followed Mo Song and jumped off the tower without hesitation, she knew that she would never compare to his status in Liu Yihan's heart.

"But I didn't mean to let him go to you," Lianhua raised her head, smiling coquettishly, "I just want him to be happy, and when he is happy, I will be happy. It's better not to run on you recklessly and make him hate me." Tell him to remember me."

Mo Song stared blankly at her, then smiled.

"The princess has a real temperament, but I won't let you go for me, you can stay here with him." Mo Song said.

Bandits and bandits were rampant around Pingyang Pass, how could he let Lianhua, a weak woman, go back to Great Wei alone, while he stayed here by himself?

He can't do this kind of thing.

"Are you looking down on this princess? I also practiced martial arts since I was a child, so I don't need any of you!" Lianhua felt that she was underestimated, and she was a little dissatisfied.

"No, the princess is very powerful," Mo Song said with a smile, "just as a man, he should protect the woman well, how can the princess do this kind of hard work."

He took one last look at Liu Yihan.

"You stay with him, I'm leaving."

Before Lianhua could make a sound, Mo Song hurried out the door, and then rode away on his horse.

Seeing Mo Song leave, Ji Qinglin was also about to leave for Sichuan, and before leaving, he said to Lianhua, "When Liu Yihan wakes up, tell him to guard Pingyang Pass until we come back."

Lianhua was still a little afraid of him, nodded and said: "Okay."

Ji Qinglin returned to his yard, and was about to find Si Ruochen, when he entered the door, he saw him standing by the flowerbed in the yard, quietly looking at the forget-sorrow grass planted there.

These were planted by Ji Qinglin earlier, fearing that the medicinal power would last for a while, thinking that it might be useful in the future.

Seeing that he was watching seriously, he leaned over and asked:

"You like this grass?"

Si Ruochen seemed very happy to see him come back, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and he went up to him.

"Brother." Waiting for Ji Qinglin to come closer, he said with a smile: "There used to be a lot of grass like this growing here. When the flowers bloom, the white petals are as light as cicada's wings, and when the wind blows, they fly all over the sky like snow."

Ji Qinglin listened, but what the old man said in his mind was what he said back then.

Nessence grass can make people forget, but its floral fragrance can make the forgotten people think of everything again.

Ji Qinglin looked at the grass, frowning slightly.

If Si Ruochen can't undo the hypnosis in the end, then Ji Qinglin can only make him forget forever and never let him smell the fragrance of flowers.

"The doctor said that I can't smell the fragrance of this flower, I will get sick, but I have to use this herb as medicine," Ji Qinglin began to lie again, "So when it blooms, you must not come here, if you get the fragrance of the flower on your body and pass it on to me Here, I'm going to get sick."

Si Ruochen was frightened by his words, and assured him very seriously, "I won't touch it, and you mustn't touch it either."

After thinking about it, he simply pulled Ji Qinglin's sleeve, "Let's stay away from it, let's go."

Ji Qinglin smiled and looked at his impatient look, thinking how could he be so easy to deceive?

I am used to seeing Si Ruochen's shrewd appearance, but suddenly seeing such a person who seems to be ignorant of the world, as clean as a piece of white paper, I find it very interesting.

Si Ruochen saw him suddenly staring at him without blinking, and asked in a daze, "Brother?"

Ji Qinglin held him instead and pulled his hand, weighed his feet, and slowly leaned forward.

"Ask you something."

"what?"

"Have you ever liked anyone?" Their faces were getting closer and closer.

Si Ruochen's eyes froze when he asked, obviously not.

Ji Qinglin curled his lips and smiled.

"Then..." Breath sprayed on Si Ruochen's face, "Has anyone ever kissed you?"

A blush climbed up Si Ruochen's exposed neck, directly staining the white and tender earlobes red.

He subconsciously ducked back.

"No……"

His eyes didn't know where to fall, and he looked extremely cramped.

Ji Qinglin put one arm around his receding waist, and swept him in front of him.

The soft lips were pressed against the corner of the mouth, and Si Ruochen's body froze instantly as if struck by lightning.

This kiss is nothing compared to the entanglement between the two of them in the past, let alone other more intimate behaviors.

But seeing Si Ruochen's fair and jade-like face suddenly flushed, Ji Qinglin's heart was suddenly poked, and suddenly became hot.

"Your face is so red..."

The faint scent of green grass flooded the air, Si Ruochen's brain seemed to be stagnant, but his senses were extremely sensitive, and he could clearly feel the hot and humid temperature of Ji Qinglin's lips just now.

In the future, as long as he smells the faint fragrance of green grass, he will involuntarily think of this kiss.

The sound of the system suddenly appeared.

[Congratulations to the host, the love value will be increased by 3, and the protagonist's life value will be increased by three days]

Ji Qinglin was startled, then hooked his lips.

"Let's go to Sichuan..."

He leaned forward, squinting.

"Just you and me."