The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

No one will be surprised or surprised that Ji Qinglin marries anyone, no matter how many people he marries.

Only when he is willing to let go of his figure and say the words of marrying someone else himself, will it make people feel extra horrified!

Everyone knows what kind of person the regent is. He is ruthless, does whatever he wants, and stands above everyone else.

The eyes of the people who looked at Si Ruochen with pity gradually changed, and turned into admiration.

Good trick!

Si Ruochen was even more confused than these people.

He stood blankly in the middle of the grand ceremony, the position closest to the peak of power, but he could only pretend to be that one person in his heart.

"Master, are you really willing?" His voice trembled a little.

Ji Qinglin looked at him and chuckled softly, "If you say a word from a gentleman, it's hard to chase after a horse. If I promise you, it won't change."

Si Ruochen's eyes were a little red.

Ji Qinglin knew that after being deceived and abandoned so many times by himself, Si Ruochen would still walk towards him without hesitation, but a seed of uneasiness was planted in his heart. He was afraid of being abandoned, afraid that he would not like him. He is afraid of gaining and losing.

Because I love and care too much, I feel uneasy.

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear.

Ji Qinglin just wants to tell him with actions that he will never leave him in this life, and that his love is no less than him.

They discussed the wedding date together, and decided to put it on the day when Si Ruochen canonize the crown prince, preparing for a happy wedding, but in order to prepare properly, the date was postponed for half a month.

Chu Tianyi thought differently from the ministers, he knew that no matter who the crown prince was, Da Wei could not get rid of Ji Qinglin's control, it might as well be Si Ruochen.

At least Ji Qinglin still has feelings for the apprentice he raised, and Si Ruochen is indeed a good prince.

This idea ended up being the decision he regrets the most.

After discussing the prince's wedding, Chu Tianyi just remembered that there is still Lianhua's marriage, and said to Liu Yihan, who rarely returned to Beijing:

"Xiyong's attack this time is also thanks to Liu Aiqing's timely arrival."

"Your Majesty is absurd, I only listened to the Prince's order, so I can come here in time." Liu Yihan cupped his hands, and then Chu Tianyi continued:

"You should be commended. Your marriage with Lianhua has been fixed for a long time. Why don't you take advantage of the fact that there is nothing wrong with the border and you are in the imperial city, so let's do it together."

Liu Yihan was startled, flung his sleeves and knelt in the hall.

"I don't want to marry a wife yet, I hope His Majesty will take it back."

"Why?" Chu Tianyi frowned, "Lianhua is a princess, don't tell me you still don't like her?"

His tone was tinged with anger.

Liu Yihan gritted his teeth.

"The princess is incomparably noble, and a minister can't afford it."

"This matter is beyond your control. The marriage was decided between me and your father. If you disobey the order and disrespect it, do you still want to make your father feel uneasy?" Chu Tianyi snapped.

Looking at Liu Yihan who was kneeling below without saying a word, Ji Qinglin suddenly remembered what he saw in Liu Yihan's dream that night in Qianji Pavilion, and curled his lips.

"Why is Your Majesty so angry? General Liu is unwilling, so let's discuss this matter later."

Chu Tianyi glanced at him with heavy eyes, and finally said: "Then I will listen to the Regent, but General Liu should go outside and kneel for an hour to think it over carefully. Retire."

"I obey the order." Liu Yihan nodded his thanks to Ji Qinglin, silently retreated outside the palace gate, and knelt on the cold marble.

Outside the palace gate, Mo Song was sitting on the carriage.

White snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and gradually spread a shallow layer on the ground. Mo Song jumped down and stomped on it boredly, making a creaking sound.

Looking up and seeing Ji Qinglin and Si Ruochen coming out, he waved his hands and shouted:

"My lord, I was almost frozen to death, why did you come out?"

Ji Qing smiled without saying a word, suddenly raised his eyebrows and said:

"I was watching the fun in the hall just now."

Mo Song looked at him suspiciously, and glanced at Si Ruochen beside him.

"You guys won't go anywhere to flirt, leave me here, and now deliberately make up a reason to deceive me?"

Si Ruochen coughed lightly.

Ji Qing didn't change his face, "Your Majesty just mentioned Liu Yihan's marriage to Lianhua, and he wants to arrange it soon."

He looked at Mo Song's expression, "But he rejected it."

Mo Song's eyes widened, "Although Lianhua is a bit pampered, who else in the entire Wei Dynasty can compare in appearance and status? Liu Yihan doesn't even want this, so it's possible that he still wants to marry a fairy?"

"Maybe he has someone's heart? Why don't you ask?" Ji Qinglin looked at him meaningfully.

"No, it has nothing to do with me, I'd better go back home, I'm freezing to death." Mo Song rubbed his hands.

Looking at the thickening snow, Ji Qinglin sighed, "I hope Liu Yihan doesn't freeze to death outside the palace gate. If he freezes to death, I have to find someone to guard the border for him."

"He is kneeling outside the palace gate?" Mo Song exclaimed.

"Resisting the decree is disrespectful, His Majesty punished him to kneel for an hour... Where are you going?"

Mo Song ran towards the palace with an umbrella, and shouted to Ji Qinglin, "I'll go and see, my lord, go back first!"

Watching Mo Song disappear at the gate of the palace, Ji Qinglin got into the carriage and said, "Let's go back home."

"Sit down, I'll drive for you." Si Ruochen sat on the seat where Mo Song had just been, and pulled the reins.

"and many more."

Ji Qinglin lifted the curtain of the car, patted the snow on Si Ruochen's body, took off his cloak and put it on him.

"All right."

Si Ruochen smiled, pulled the reins, and the carriage ran towards the way it came.

Mo Song came to the palace, and sure enough, he saw a blue figure covered by the snow that smashed the sky from a long distance, he panted and ran up.

Liu Yihan noticed that the snow around him had stopped, and looked up to see an oil-paper umbrella covering his head, with Mo Song's face flushed from running beside him.

White hot air came out of his ruddy lips...

Liu Yihan's eyes darkened.

"How did you come?"

"The prince said that there was a fool who disobeyed the order and was punished to kneel outside the palace gate and drink the northwest wind. Let me come and see the excitement."

Liu Yihan looked at the umbrella above his head, and smiled lightly, "Do you still have an umbrella?"

"Aren't I afraid that you will freeze to death? After all, we have a good relationship." Mo Song squatted down beside him, "Although Lianhua is a bit delicate, she is also your father's betrothed to you after all... ..."

"You want me to marry her?" Liu Yihan looked at him.

Mo Song raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it good?"

Liu Yihan knelt in the snow, but his eyes were burning, "I have someone I like."

Mo Song raised his eyebrows and looked at him with excitement, "Which girl can you fall in love with?"

Liu Yihan was silent for a long time, until Mo Song swallowed his saliva when he watched him say:

"Why does it have to be a girl?"

Mo Song blinked and stared at him blankly.

"It's impossible for you and the prince, you should give up your heart."

Liu Yihan: "..."

He closed his eyes and lowered his head again.

"You better be quiet and don't talk."

"why?"

"I'm afraid that if you continue to arrange it, the crown prince will definitely not let me go." Liu Yihan turned his head to look at him again, "Besides, I don't want to hear anything you said."

"Okay, I'll shut up." Mo Song covered his mouth, revealing two clever and sly eyes, clearly distinguishing black and white in the snow-white world.

Liu Yihan's eyes were suddenly no longer clear, as if there was something more.

He pulled down Mo Song's hand and stared at his lips.

"If you ask, I'll tell you who that person is..."

Mo Song stared at him blankly, thinking to himself, didn't you want me to talk?This man is quite fickle.

He opened his mouth slowly.

"That person is..."

Liu Yihan's hands went around behind him, clasped the back of his head, and pressed his upper body towards him.

Mo Song felt his vision go dark.

Cool lips pressed against his lips...

Si Ruochen was driving his horse through the bustling street, and the passers-by consciously made way for him, when suddenly a child rushed out and was about to be hit.

The child's eyes widened in horror, and he froze in place.

Si Ruochen pulled the reins fiercely, and stopped the carriage suddenly in an emergency, so as to avoid the child's blood splashing on the spot.

Ji Qinglin poked his head out of the carriage, "What's wrong?"

"A child appeared out of the blue and almost got hit."

Si Ruochen jumped out of the car and picked up the child.

He was barefoot in heavy snow, wearing torn single clothes, his face was dirty, and there were some bruises and scars on his body. He gently tugged at the collar of Si Ruochen's chest.

"Yes, sorry."

"Nothing." Si Ruochen chuckled, "Where's your family?"

Before the child could make a sound, the "family" chased after him with sticks.

Seeing the cloak on Si Ruochen's body, it seemed that he had an unusual status, and he was a little apprehensive.

But those people were all practitioners. Seeing Si Ruochen's sloppy footsteps, he knew that he had no martial arts, and he didn't seem to have any servants, so he clapped the stick in his hand.

"Young master, don't meddle in other people's business, and we don't want to have any enmity with you, we only want this child."

"Who are you to this child?" Si Ruochen felt his body trembling in fear, patted him lightly, and comforted him, "It's nothing, don't be afraid."

Seeing that Si Ruochen had no intention of letting him go, the man had a bad temper, pointed at Si Ruochen with the stick in his hand, and said harshly:

"It's none of your business! If you don't hand me over to me today, I'll just break your leg!"

"Master, if someone wants to break my leg, don't you care?" Si Ruochen shouted at the carriage.

Ji Qinglin lifted the curtain of the car and jumped down. Looking at the group of people, he decided that they were not from the imperial city of the Great Wei Dynasty. They couldn't even recognize the carriage of the Prince Regent's Palace. They were either blind or courting death.

"If he dares to touch you, I'll take his head off and give you a kick." He glanced at the group of people coldly, and the first person immediately gave up.

He could feel that the man in front of him was terrifyingly strong, and killing him was as easy as crushing an ant.

Swallowing his saliva, he backed away slowly, "We don't want him anymore."

After speaking, he took the people and left quickly.

Si Ruochen turned his head and winked at him.

"Master is still the best. I am very delicate now, and I might be bullied, so Master has to take me with me wherever I go."

"Okay." Ji Qinglin smiled.

After returning to the mansion, Si Ruochen handed over the picked up child to Mo Zhu to take care of, thinking about having his parents found.

Then I saw the people next to Hua Ningyu suddenly coming, carrying a few jars in their hands.

"This is the wine Commander Mo asked our girl to ask for, and I brought it to him."

Si Ruochen remembered the strong wine he drank at Hua Ningyu's place last time, and was so drunk that he suddenly hooked his lips and took several jars of wine.

"Excuse me."

After they left, Si Ruochen didn't send him to Mo Song's room, but went to find Ji Qinglin with the wine.

"Master, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, so you must have good wine to accompany you." He raised the wine jar in his hand.

"Where did you come from?" Ji Qinglin leaned against the door frame and looked at him with a smile.

Si Ruochen walked over and pressed against his nose, "Stolen, do you want to drink?"

"You want to get me drunk?" Ji Qinglin squinted at him.

"How will you know if you don't try? Dare?" Si Ruochen handed a jar of wine to his eyes.

Ji Qinglin took the wine, walked to the stone bench in the pavilion and sat down, raised his head and took a sip, his eyes lit up.

"Good wine."

Si Ruochen sat down opposite him, propped his head up and looked at him with a smile, he was already drunk before the wine was full.

Leaning over across the stone table, he lightly kissed Ji Qinglin's lips, the lips and teeth were full of the aroma of wine.

Seeing that Ji Qinglin had drunk half of his drink, but was sitting still and not drunk at all, Si Ruochen smiled helplessly.

"Master, let's go in."

Ji Qinglin nodded, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the walk, looked at the bright stars in the sky, and slowly raised his hand.

Si Ruochen joked, "Do you want to count the stars?"

Ji Qinglin frowned, "Don't make noise!"

"I'm counting the moons."

"........."

Si Ruochen lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

Looks like he's really drunk.

He raised Ji Qinglin's chin, pressed it against his ear and said:

"Hey, call me husband..."