I failed again

The auction ended and people in the lobby left one after another.

Mo Hanqi was waiting in the box. Soon, the door of the box was pushed open and the manager walked in.

"Master Lingxu, this is the boy you took a picture of." The steward bowed.

Behind him, Song Shujing stumbled in, being dragged by a chain.

Seeing that he was still only wearing that layer of gauze, Mo Hanqi took the cloak from Ye Yu's hand, walked forward and put the cloak on Song Shujing.

When Song Shujing first saw the man walking towards him, he closed his eyes in fear. Unexpectedly, the man just came over and put a cloak on him.

Although it was just a cloak, it alleviated his current predicament to a great extent.

Song Shujing glanced at the cloak that fell on him, looked up at the man in front of him, and raised his hand to clench the cloak. It would be great if the person wearing this cloak was not the one who took the photo of him.

He now covers himself with his cloak, probably just because he can't bear to see other people's eyes lingering on his belongings.

Mo Hanqi saw Song Shujing's hands clutching the cloak, and his heart was filled with distress. He reached out and gently stroked Song Shujing's back, intending to tell Song Shujing not to be afraid, but Song Shujing misunderstood.

Feeling the hand on his back, Song Shujing froze. He wouldn't kill himself in front of so many people, right?

Song Shujing timidly raised his eyes to look at Mo Hanqi, but was met with a cold gaze. He was so scared that he quickly retracted his gaze and his fingers gripped his cloak so hard that they turned white.

Mo Hanqi looked at the chain on Song Shujing's neck with cold eyes. It was glaring no matter how he looked at it. He said coldly to the steward, "Untie it."

"Yes, yes, I'll unlock it right away." said the steward, taking out the key and unlocking the chain.

After seeing the chains being untied, Mo Hanqi directly picked up Song Shujing and carried him sideways and left the box.

After leaving Longfengfang, Mo Hanqi got directly on the carriage that Ye Yu had brought. The carriage swayed all the way towards Lingxu Sect's stronghold in Luncheng.

Song Shujing was held in Mo Hanqi's arms. The carriage was shaking and his body was unstable. He almost fell down. It was Mo Hanqi who tightened his arms in time that prevented him from falling down.

Song Shujing was held tightly in Mo Hanqi's arms, his head resting on his chest. His strong heartbeat came to his ears, and Song Shujing's emotions gradually calmed down with the steady heartbeat.

Song Shujing looked up, only to see the man's cold chin and his fingers curled up unconsciously. His emotions, which had originally calmed down, became chaotic again. He laughed at himself in his heart, saying that he had forgotten that he had never escaped from danger. He had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

"This..." Song Shujing had just opened his mouth to say a word when Mo Hanqi lowered his head to look at him. Staring at him with his black eyes, Song Shujing was stuttering for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his voice. He continued with a trembling voice, "Sir, I am the eldest son of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion. I was stranded at this auction due to my misfortune. I beg you to let me go. The Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion will reward me handsomely. Don't worry, I will definitely return the three thousand taels of gold you spent when I return to the mansion."

Mo Hanqi had been worried for eight days, but he felt completely relieved when he hugged Song Shujing. Seeing that Song Shujing was obviously scared but still insisted on talking to him, he couldn't help but want to tease him, "Without any evidence, why should I believe that you are the eldest son of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion?"

Song Shujing was speechless. He did not have anything that could prove that he was the eldest son of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery. All his things were confiscated when he was sent to the auction.

Even if it wasn't taken away from him, he didn't have any obvious tokens on him to prove it.

"Even if you are really the eldest son of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion, how do I know that you will really return my three thousand taels of gold after returning home instead of reporting me to the police?" Mo Hanqi said, "Then I might as well keep you by my side as a male concubine. You are good-looking, so my three thousand taels of gold are worth it."

Song Shujing's face turned pale, and he said in panic, "No... No... You can't do this... You can't..."

As he spoke, he struggled to leave, but was pulled back by Mo Hanqi.

"Why not?" Mo Hanqi looked at Song Shujing's panic and said, "I spent three thousand taels of gold to buy you. Why can't I do that?"

Song Shujing's face had turned pale, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "No... You can't..."

He didn't know what to do. He was no match for the man in front of him. He was even in the man's carriage, and even the clothes he was wearing were the man's.

Unable to fight, and unable to run away, the despair in Song Shujing's heart almost overwhelmed him.

She could only struggle fiercely while crying, trying to break free from the man's embrace, mumbling, "No... don't... please... no, please..."

Mo Hanqi looked at the man in front of him. His originally pale face had turned red from crying, and his chest was heaving violently due to his violent struggle. His heart was full of pity, and he stopped teasing him. He reached out to steady his body and prevent him from falling. He patted his back and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm just teasing you, don't be afraid..."

While patting, Mo Hanqi suddenly realized something was wrong. The person in his arms was breathing faster and faster, his body temperature was rising rapidly, and his struggling movements were gradually weakening. He hurried to check on Song Shujing's condition.

Song Shujing's eyes were blurred, his cheeks were flushed, and he moaned, "It's so hot..." His hands moved restlessly, trying to tear off his clothes.

Mo Hanqi held Song Shujing's hand and asked, "What did they feed you?"

Hearing this, Song Shujing's blurred eyes flickered for a moment, as if he was thinking. The next second, he rubbed his face against Mo Hanqi's chest, "I'm so hot..."

As he moved, the hair on his head brushed against Mo Hanqi's chin, making Mo Hanqi feel itchy.

Mo Hanqi had to control him and stop him from doing anything wrong. He said to Ye Yu who was driving outside, "Ye Yu, how long will it take? Hurry up!"

"Yes, sir." Ye Yu responded and swung the whip faster, and the carriage started to run at a high speed.

Soon they arrived at the Lingxu Sect's base. Mo Hanqi almost jumped off the carriage while holding Song Shujing in his arms. As he walked towards the courtyard, he ordered Ye Yu, "Find a doctor, quickly."

Walking into the room, Mo Hanqi gently put Song Shujing on the bed, and kept sending his internal energy to him to suppress the effect of the medicine, but the effect was minimal. Song Shujing had completely lost consciousness, and was tearing his clothes off instinctively, and even started to attack Mo Hanqi.

Mo Hanqi once again controlled his hands, and if he continued to let his hands mess around on his body, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

Song Shujing was tortured by lust and couldn't rest. He looked up at the man in front of him and pleaded, "I'm hot... help me..."

Mo Hanqi suppressed the anger in his heart and soothed him softly, "Shu Jing, hold on a little longer, the doctor will be here soon, just hold on a little longer and you'll be fine..."

At this time, Ye Yu finally came in with the doctor.

"Sir, the doctor is here." Ye Yu said.

"Come quickly and show Shujing what drug he was poisoned with, and then quickly prepare the antidote!" Mo Hanqi still controlled Song Shujing to prevent him from moving, and made way for the doctor.

The doctor hurried forward to feel Song Shujing's pulse and examine him.

After finishing the diagnosis, the doctor bowed to Mo Hanqi and said, "This young man has been poisoned by Peach Blossom Powder."

Hearing this, Mo Hanqi was stunned. Peach Blossom Disperse?

During this moment of distraction, the strength in his hands inevitably slackened, and Song Shujing broke free.

Song Shujing pressed his entire body against Mo Hanqi's, rubbing against him. Mo Hanqi regained control of him, and heard the doctor continue, "If you've been poisoned by Peach Blossom Powder, you have to have sex to get rid of it. There is no antidote."

Mo Hanqi pursed his lips and looked with complicated eyes at Song Shujing, who had lost consciousness under the effect of the drug and was acting entirely on instinct.

Ye Yu took the doctor downstairs and closed the door considerately before leaving.

Mo Hanqi looked at Song Shujing's flushed face. It was impossible for him to say that he had no desire for Song Shujing. He was not a saint or gentleman. He had been holding back from taking action because he was thinking of waiting for the doctor to come and prescribe an antidote. Unexpectedly, it was Peach Blossom Powder, which had no antidote.

Mo Hanqi gradually loosened his grip, and Song Shujing threw himself into his arms, his hands moving restlessly on his body.

Looking at Song Shujing rubbing against him, Mo Hanqi immediately decided not to endure it any longer. He held the back of Song Shujing's head with one hand and kissed him, and with the other hand he unbuttoned Song Shujing's robe and pressed Song Shujing under him.

A charming room.