How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Mo Yang stopped making a fuss and obediently got into the carriage with Baili Hongxuan.

But along the way, Baili Hongxuan's face didn't look very good, and Mo Yang looked at him cautiously and didn't dare to speak.

He was used to being petty in front of Hongxuan, but he forgot that Hongxuan had not completely let down his guard against him.

I even worry about my own survival every day.

Mo Yang originally thought that as long as he was watching over him all the time, Hongxuan would never be wronged, but he forgot that Hongxuan's experiences since childhood made him unable to completely trust anyone.

He really wanted to tell Hongxuan that he would protect him, but he felt that saying it out loud would be like nonsense.

Mo Yang was worried all the way and didn't know how to make Hongxuan believe him.

While Mo Yang was worried, Baili Hongxuan was thinking more.

He didn't know why he said those words on impulse.

Baili Hongxuan could just pretend not to see Mo Yang's advances and keep him on the hook, just like he did before entering the palace.

When one day I have the capital to leave the palace, it will not be too late to turn against him.

At the very least, in Sheng Country, he still has the Prince Zhan's Palace as a temporary shelter.

But Baili Hongxuan just couldn't ignore it. Every time Mo Yang looked at him, his eyes were frank and seemed without a trace of calculation.

It was as if he really just wanted to be good to me.

Baili Hongxuan wanted to retreat when he saw his gaze, and as soon as he retreated, he would feel irritated, like a vicious cycle.

He couldn't just deceive himself, nor could he pretend to be nice to Mo Yang with his usual perfunctory attitude. He wanted Mo Yang to know his true self, so that Mo Yang would give up on him. This would at least stop him from being anxious.

Perhaps, Baili Hongxuan had a hope in his heart that he dared not say out loud. He deliberately broke the superficial peace with Mo Yang just to see Mo Yang's reaction.

I want to see if he will be the same as before...

But along the way, Mo Yang didn't say anything. Even when he got off the carriage, he asked the attendants to help him down.

Baili Hongxuan suddenly felt a little regretful. Shouldn't he have overestimated himself?

Shouldn't he use those words to test this person who has nothing to do with him?

"Hongxuan?"

Mo Yang saw Baili Hongxuan standing at the door without moving after getting off the carriage, so he turned around and called him.

"Huh? What?" Baili Hongxuan clenched his hands tightly under his sleeves, with veins bulging on the back of his hands. He restrained himself from walking towards Mo Yang.

"Let's go home," Mo Yang supported the wheelchair and retreated to Baili Hongxuan's side. He pinched Baili Hongxuan's sleeve and pulled it. "Don't be angry. The tailor is already waiting in the house. Let's go and measure our bodies and choose fabrics, shall we?"

"You," Baili Hongxuan's heart seemed to be hit by something, and he was almost powerless to fight back and indulged in Mo Yang's cautious gaze when he looked at him, "What are you talking about?"

He always couldn't understand Mo Yang's words and actions, and couldn't understand what Mo Yang said.

Mo Yang was different from everyone he had met before. Baili Hongxuan would guess wrong every time and had no idea how to deal with it.

"Husbands and wives always quarrel at the beginning of the bed and make up at the end of the bed," Mo Yang tilted his head and pressed against Baili Hongxuan's arm, "Hongxuan, we didn't quarrel, but you can't deny me as your husband, right?"

"I won't be so petty next time."

Mo Yang spoke to him in a low voice and rubbed his head gently against Baili Hongxuan's waist.

Baili Hongxuan seemed unable to bear it, and subconsciously took a half step back when he touched Mo Yang's head. Fearing that Mo Yang would misunderstand, he quickly moved closer to him so that he could easily stick to him.

"You, do you still want me to continue living here?"

"Hmm?" Mo Yang looked up at him, "Hongxuan, don't you like it here? If you don't like it, we can pick a house somewhere else."

"No, no," Baili Hongxuan waved his hand, "I don't dislike it. This place is very good, very good."

When he put his hand down, he had the urge to touch Mo Yang's head for a moment, but he finally restrained himself and slowly let it drop to his side.

When she lowered her head, she realized that because they were so close together, Mo Yang's sleeves were mixed with her hem.

He moved his fingers, quietly grasped a corner of Mo Yang's sleeve, and tightened it in his palm.

"Then let's go home?" Mo Yang raised his lips and smiled at him.

Baili Hongxuan nodded and said nothing more. He lowered his head, helped the person onto the wheelchair, and pushed him into the palace.

"I heard the butler say you were at the door a long time ago. Why did you take so long to come in? Is there anything interesting to see at the gate of the palace?"

As they entered the inner courtyard, a blue figure quickly floated towards them.

Mo Yang narrowed his eyes and searched his memory for information about this person.

Dressed in blue, he is as gentle as jade, with a kind look in his eyes and eyebrows, giving people a sense of silent peace that moistens all things.

Maybe it was because she had a good relationship with Mo Yang, as she had a smile on her face when she spoke, which made people feel comfortable looking at her.

"Mu Qi, why didn't you tell me you were coming over in advance?"

"I want to give you a surprise, and I also want to see how you look like because of the poison in your body."

Mu Qi stopped two steps in front of Mo Yang, pinched his chin and looked at him without restraint, "You haven't used martial arts recently, right? You look fine."

"No, I've always—"

"How not?"

Mo Yang was about to deny it without thinking, but Baili Hongxuan interrupted him and looked at Mu Qi as if he was complaining.

"He just slapped a servant to death in the palace."

"Hongxuan..." Mo Yang looked at him helplessly. He wanted to complain that he had exposed his past, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Only then did Mu Qi shift his gaze away from Mo Yang and notice the person behind Mo Yang.

"Who is this——?"

There was never anyone around Mo Yang, and even when he was in a wheelchair, few people would get close to him.

The person in front of him is quite interesting. Not only does he push the wheelchair, but he also comes to complain. The key point is that Mo Yang hasn't gotten angry because of this?

Baili Hongxuan did not answer Mu Qi's question about his identity. He lowered his head and pursed his lips, avoiding the topic.

Mo Yang didn't wait for him to speak, so he had to explain himself, "Since you ask me this, my Hongxuan is shy and naturally won't tell you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang's shoulder was pinched lightly.

He pretended not to feel it and looked at Mu Qi, "Are you so busy hurrying along that you don't care about what's happening outside? Yesterday I got married, and the one standing beside me now is naturally my princess."

princess?

Upon hearing this, Mu Qi glanced at the people behind Mo Yang.

The news that Princess Qilan was going to marry Prince Zhan had been more or less spread around the streets.

It was because he knew this that Mu Qi didn't think of the young man beside Mo Yang as the princess.

What's more, judging from her appearance, this person has an extraordinary temperament and first-class looks. There seems to be a hint of hostility between her brows. She doesn't look like someone who can be quiet and willing to submit to a man.

Although he had doubts, he did not ask in front of the two of them, but his gaze stayed on Baili Hongxuan for a while.

"You came here today just to chat with me?" Mo Yang interrupted his scrutiny.

"Of course not," Mu Qi came back to his senses and waved his arm towards Mo Yang, "I brought you some medicine, let's go to the pharmacy, I'll see if I can clear the poison in one go this time."