The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

There was a dead silence in the hall, everyone stopped what they were doing, and turned their heads to Ji Qinglin who didn't say anything surprising.

"Look what I'm doing?" Ji Qinglin laughed, then rubbed Ji Yuebai's head again, pinching his fair and tender face, "Son, are you okay?"

Ji Yuebai was young and ignorant, with a pure heart, even in a place like the imperial palace, Si Ruochen and Chu Xuanqing had always protected him, so he was extraordinarily innocent.

Blinking his nimble eyes like a deer, he looked at Mo Song who opened his mouth in shock, "Does Daddy want me to marry Uncle Mo?"

Ji Qing smiled, "If you are willing to marry, you have no problem being a father."

Si Ruochen couldn't stand it anymore and sighed.

"He's only 15 years old, please spare him."

"15 years old is not young," Ji Qinglin smiled, "I was already able to lead troops to fight at the age of 15, but what does it matter if we just get married?"

Si Ruochen's ears sensitively caught the sentence that 15-year-old led soldiers to fight, and suddenly frowned and asked, "Then what was I doing at that time? Was it with you?"

Facing Si Ruochen's sudden question, Ji Qinglin's smile froze for a moment.

The year he led the army to fight was the time when Pingyang Pass fell. Before that, he had just rescued Si Ruochen from the Zuihuan Building, and then he ignored him being taken away and asked for orders to go to Pingyang Pass overnight.

After returning, things changed and people changed, Si Ruochen lost a pair of eyes and a fiery heart.

Ji Qinglin lost that memory at Pingyang Pass, and lost his little apprentice.

There was no sound for a long time, until Si Ruochen couldn't help tugging at his sleeve, and then he came back to his senses:

"That's right, you'll be clingy then." Ji Qinglin's expression was normal, as if the pain at that moment was Si Ruochen's illusion.

"Chasing after me every day and calling Master, wanting me to hug and kiss me, hanging on me and refusing to get off, crying when I don't like you, it's really a torturer~"

Si Ruochen's eyes were at a loss, and he blushed at what he said, thinking that Ji Qinglin was lying and teasing him, but he would never do that.

"You are absolutely lying to me, I can't do that."

Ji Qinglin slightly raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ji Yuebai.

"Son, was your father the most clingy to me?"

Ji Yuebai nodded emphatically, then looked at Si Ruochen, and pointedly emphasized to him.

"Father, you are really clinging to Daddy." He also complained, "I was so young at that time, and you all wanted me to sleep alone. Fortunately, my brother slept with me behind me."

Ji Qinglin raised an eyebrow at Si Ruochen.

Si Ruochen's face was burning hot from the words, his fingers unconsciously crumpled the robe on his legs, and he refused to say a word.

He silently thought in his heart, was he really so clinging to him before?

Everyone else here knows how bad the relationship between the two was before, and every time they met, there would be a lot of unhappiness, which was completely different from what Ji Qinglin said.

But no one dared to dismantle Ji Qinglin's platform, fearing that he would dismantle his own bones later.

"What about my son, okay?" Ji Qinglin didn't seem to give up today if the red line was not successfully established, and started to fool the naive Ji Yuebai again, "Your Uncle Mo is good-looking and can protect you, no better than your brother giving you How much better are the delicate girls you picked?"

Ji Yuebai wanted to refute that his brother never picked girls for him, but told him to stay away from those beautiful girls, saying that he would be bullied.

Glancing at the silent Mo Song, he opened his mouth, eyes full of doubts and said to Ji Qinglin:

"But……"

"Don't Uncle Mo like General Liu?"

After finishing the sentence, there was silence all around.

Suddenly there was a movement, and the chopsticks of two people dropped at the same time, one was scared and the other was shocked.

Mo Song wanted to bend down to pick up the chopsticks, but when he saw that the chopsticks were covered with dust, it was too late to pick them up again.

With a wry smile, he sighed and said helplessly to Ji Qinglin:

"My lord, don't bully Your Highness, besides," the corner of his mouth twitched, "I really don't want to follow His Highness to call you father..."

He looked at Si Ruochen, who was still mired in deep self-doubt, and felt that the scene of calling him father was also very strange.

"It's nothing, if you mind this, you don't have to follow him to call me, you have your own turn."

Just as Mo Song was about to speak, Liu Yihan took a step ahead of him and said:

"The prince has always been casual, but this marriage is really outrageous."

Ji Qinglin seemed to be waiting for him to speak, and sneered.

"Outrageous? Why don't I think so?"

He looked around, his eyes swept all the four people with strange atmosphere back, and then slowly said: "There are outrageous things like you, what am I?"

The bodies of the four people with evil intentions froze at the same time.

"Everyone's heart is different, dare to think or not to do, look forward and backward," he glanced at Liu Yihan calmly, "There are also people who are blind and bright, my son understands better than him."

Seeing Liu Yihan being scolded by Ji Qinglin, Mo Song swallowed his saliva, and shouted with a stiff smile:

"My lord..."

Ji Qinglin looked at him.

"Do you think you are not among the people I scolded? Do you still dare to talk? You are the most blind here!"

Mo Song was so scolded that he didn't dare to speak, although he didn't know where he was blind.

Ji Qinglin snorted coldly after scolding, stood up, and pulled Si Ruochen up by the way.

"Either don't do something, or do it absolutely. It's thankless to look forward to the future." After he finished speaking in a deep voice, he ignored the four people and dragged Si Ruochen out.

None of the people at the dinner table moved, suddenly Mo Zhu stood up first, dragged Mo Song and said to Liu Yihan:

"He, do you want it? You want to marry for your responsibility. If you don't want what he wants, then I will take him away. From now on, I have nothing to do with you. Even if I tie him up I won't let him find you, and similarly, if you come to pester me later, the entire Prince Regent's Palace will not let you go."

Mo Song has never been a timid person, once he understood what he wanted, he dared to talk to Liu Yihan, except that he was blind and dull.

He looked at Liu Yihan and said:

"Liu Yihan, I clearly know that I like you. This feeling is different from any other feeling in the past. It is unique. Do you still want to get married?"

The long silence made several people suffocated. Lianhua beside her had already turned pale, and she knew that she had no chance of winning.

Liu Yihan opened his lips and said slowly:

"What I promise with my own mouth, I will never break the promise. Between you and me, you are the one who wakes up too late. No one will always wait for you..."

Mo Song listened to the answer blankly, his heart gradually became empty, and he felt that the person in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him.

"At that time, whenever you look back, you won't make me feel so worthless in your heart, or I can wait until you explain to me after I wake up from bed, even once, I won't be so disappointed and completely ..."

Perhaps it was the final decision of the two of them, Liu Yihan expressed the feelings and disappointments that he had never spoken before together with him.

"I fell in love with you, but it was just a few months of getting along in Qianji Pavilion, and I paid for it for a few years. You made my heart that was imprisoned and bound feel the joy of freedom and indulgence. I even want to Once I get drunk, I will sink into it regardless, but after I sober up, the indulgence has reached the end, the madness has reached the end, and I will eventually return to myself."

Mo Song twitched the corners of his mouth and said with difficulty:

"So, you suddenly woke up, didn't you?"

Liu Yihan's answer was particularly indifferent.

"Yes." He raised his head, "Your liking for me is only for a few days. It's so shallow that you can forget it when you want to. In fact, you don't care much about me, you just haven't gotten used to it yet."

Mo Song heard this, heard him say that he didn't like him that much, didn't care about him that much, wanted to laugh, but couldn't refute.

He couldn't even find a trace of proof that he liked him very much from these years.

Even he couldn't be found, let alone Liu Yihan?

"You're right," Mo Song smiled easily, "It's just that I liked it for a few days, and I forgot about it when I turned around."

He took a step back, cupped his hands to Liu Yihan and said:

"Then I wish the general a happy wedding first."

He lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and finally stopped laughing.

"A loving husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren."

After finishing those eight words, he turned and left, and walked out without any hesitation.

His feet were clearly walking on the ground, but it hurt as if he was stepping on the tip of a knife.

There was a missing piece in his heart, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fill it up, so the pain was so severe that he bent down, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be dying.

I never know about lovesickness, how can I know that lovesickness is dead?

But this time, he finally knew what it was like to remove the bones and scrape the flesh. Isn't that the way to forget such a person who was quietly engraved in his bones?

Mo Zhu followed behind him and said:

"That's fine, the prince and Si Ruochen are together, and the left and right won't let me disturb him to live a two-person world. Only me and the old housekeeper are left in the palace. You also go back, and I won't be left alone in the future. "

Mo Song sniffed, patted his shoulder and said with a smile:

"It's better to be a brother who grew up together. If you are frustrated in love, you can still be there. It won't make me feel like no one wants me anymore."

Mo Zhu smiled imperceptibly, and said in a low voice:

"As long as you turn around, I will be here."

On the other side, Liu Yihan went back to the room in silence and was about to fall asleep when Lianhua knocked on the door and came in with a bowl of medicine.

"General, I know you won't be able to sleep tonight, so I took the tranquilizing medicine, and you drink it before resting?"

Liu Yihan's eyes fell on the bowl of medicine, and he reached out to bring it to his mouth.

Lianhua looked at him nervously, her curled fingers turned white.

Liu Yihan wanted to drink it all in one gulp, but he couldn't drink it anyway.

Perhaps it was indeed as Ji Qinglin said, he was too introverted.

Obviously drinking it would solve many troubles, but he just couldn't bear it.

"Do you think I can't smell the smell of forgetfulness grass?" Liu Yihan sighed.

Lianhua's face turned completely pale.

Only Lianhua listened to what Ji Qinglin said just now.

Do something or don't do it, or do it absolutely.

Liu Yihan poured out the medicine, and said to her: "I don't like you, even if you make me forget him, I still won't like you, but I also said that the promise I made still counts, as long as you If you want me to marry you, I will."

He turned and said:

"As for the others, I can't help myself, and I can't do anything about it. Maybe I won't like you in this life, and all I can give you is an identity. Apart from that, there will be nothing else. In this case, you still Want me to marry you?"

"Maybe without me, you will meet that wishful gentleman who treats you wholeheartedly."

Lianhua was stunned for a moment.

With a promise to keep Ren by her side, can she really get what she wants?

But following his figure for so many years has already become an obsession, and now that his wish is finally fulfilled, is she really willing to give up like this?

After a moment of silence, she stubbornly said:

"All I want is you, and everyone else has nothing to do with me. Even as you say, I am willing."

A few days later, the dusty Chu Yuan finally returned to the General's Mansion. With his things in his hands, he sneaked into his yard when no one was looking for him. After returning to his room, he took off the cloth covering it.

A blooming Forget Worry Grass, its flowers are as white as snow, with a faint fragrance, the petals are as light as the wings of cicadas, as if they will fly up when blown by the wind, so Chu Yuan covered it with a cloth to prevent it from falling into the air. All the way down there is only a bare rod left.

He looked at the flower and thought quietly:

How should he lure Si Ruochen over?Ji Qinglin will never let herself get close to him now.

On the other side, Hua Ningyu finally came back.