The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

"Stop it, Qin Yejue, you bastard, you are simply lawless." A deep and magnetic voice broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Shen Jingli looked around and saw a man in his fifties leaning against the window with an angry look on his face. His beard was standing upside down due to his anger.

Shen Jingli regained his spirits like a dead tree coming back to life, "Master, save me. Save me, Qin Yejue is not a human being anymore!"

Mo Cheng smacked his lips, his pupils dilated a bit, and his expression was extremely ugly, "He's actually a man! Where did you rob him from?"

Qin Yejue frowned slightly and pressed a sleeping point on Shen Jingli.

Why is this old man here?

Qin Yejue was naturally unhappy about his good thing being interrupted. He took a deep look at the sleeping Shen Jingli and sat down beside the bed.

Mo Cheng climbed through the window and entered the room: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have become more abnormal."

Qin Yejue still had a hint of anger in his eyes, "You came all the way here just to talk about this?"

Seeing that Qin Yejue's satin nightgown was loose, Mo Cheng could easily guess that he was about to do something indecent just now, but fortunately he stopped him in time.

"Put on your clothes. You are in such a state that it is unbearable to look at."

Qin Yejue said sternly: "If you don't like it, get out."

"Then I will take him away too." Mo Cheng quickened his pace and walked forward.

Qin Yejue stood in front of Mo Cheng and asked, "Do you dare to touch him?"

Mo Cheng touched the hilt of the sword, ready to strike, "Huh, what? Have you become more powerful in the past few years?"

“You’ll know if you try.” Qin Yejue waved his hand and used his inner strength to bring the long sword on the table into his hand. Seeing this, Mo Cheng gripped the hilt tightly and took the lead in attacking.

Qin Yejue flew into the air and jumped behind Mo Cheng. Mo Cheng was shocked, what a fast speed!

He turned around quickly and found that the sword was already at his throat.

Qin Yejue: "You lost..."

"Not necessarily!" Mo Cheng stepped back, then leaped forward and attacked Qin Yejue's vital point.

……

The two men fought from the bedroom to the outside, making so much noise that the secret guards hiding in the dark were all blown out. Qin Yejue frowned and said, "Everyone, retreat."

"Yes."

Mo Cheng urged the sword to move, the sword flashed, and he attacked continuously, "You little brat, you are really good."

Qin Yejue had lost his patience long ago. He found the right moment and swung his sword with all his might. Mo Cheng was unable to resist and retreated step by step. He stumbled again and almost fell down.

Qin Yejue took advantage of the victory and attacked, knocking his sword away. Mo Cheng was shocked by Qin Yejue's sword energy and collapsed to the ground.

Qin Yejue sneered: "You lost again."

Mo Cheng smiled knowingly and took out the medicine he had prepared in advance: "I lost. Here, the winner's reward."

Yuanjiedan?

Qin Yejue's face darkened and his expression became serious.

"I heard from Shi Lan that the fruit of the Wentong flower is empty again. I just came to the capital. Your poison cannot be delayed any longer. You should take the Yuanjie Pill first."

"You don't have to eat anymore. You can control it."

Mo Cheng's face was full of anger. If there was no fruit of the tung tree to suppress the cold air, then... Qin Yejue could only use his internal force to forcibly suppress the invasion of the cold air.

"Eat it. After all, the poison has not been resolved yet, and there is no medicine to suppress the cold."

"Don't eat."

Although taking Yuanjie Dan can temporarily suppress the invasion of cold, the dosage must be increased when taking it again. If taken for a long time, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Are you a child? Do you still need me to coax you to eat? Aren't you afraid of going crazy by using your inner strength to suppress the coldness?"

"If I say I won't eat it, I won't eat it."

"You! All right, then I will tell that little kid your...secret."

Qin Yejue deliberately pressed the sleeping acupoints for the person on the bed, so he must not know Qin Yejue's life experience and secrets.

Mo Cheng threw the Yuanjiedan to Qin Yejue, and it was up to him to decide whether to take it or not.

Qin Yejue reached out to take it and swallowed it, "Go back."

If you continue to use your internal energy to suppress the cold, you might really go insane.

Qin Yejue seemed to have no other choice at this moment. Even though he was reluctant, he still took the Yuanjie Dan.

Seeing this, Mo Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, "I heard that you have become the regent, and you can get whatever you want."

Qin Yejue: “…”

"Where did you get this little doll?"

Qin Yejue: “…”

"You like men?"

Qin Yejue: “…”

"He is your...sweetheart?"

"Sweetheart?" Qin Yejue seemed to be thinking about something when he heard these three words.

A trace of worry flashed across Mo Cheng's eyes. This kid had been growing up in an environment of fighting and killing. Could it be that he didn't know the difference between men and women?

"The sweetheart is the treasure in your heart. People who want to marry her usually pair up with a man and a woman, get married, have children, and live together until old age."

"Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen a pig run? You don't understand, do you?"

Seeing that Qin Yejue still remained silent, Mo Cheng changed the subject.

"The coldness in your body seems to have subsided. What's the reason?"

When they were fighting just now, Qin Yejue's skin didn't seem that cold when I touched it.

He suffers from his physical condition. He has never had a normal body temperature since childhood. He needs extremely strong and yang medicines to suppress the invasion of cold. To cure it completely... is also a fantasy.

Once the medication is stopped, death is inevitable.

But... the required medicinal ingredients are rare, and one day they will be out of supply, and death is... just around the corner.

Qin Yejue: “…”

"Is Ying Wuyou still chasing you?"

"..."

There was no response to anything. Mo Cheng was like a deflated balloon. He said lazily, "I know you are doing well, but don't take it lightly. Now, you seem to have a weak spot."

"Weakness?"

Mo Cheng nodded: "It's just the little baby on the bed. Look at the way you protect him. If Ying Wuyou knew about it, would he still be safe?"

Qin Yejue said nonchalantly: "Her people are operating under my nose. It is only a matter of time before we destroy her lair."

"Don't underestimate the enemy."

Seeing that Mo Cheng was still chattering, Qin Yejue looked stern, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Why don't you leave?"

Mo Cheng avoided Qin Yejue's gaze and said with a smile: "No hurry, no hurry, I'd better stay and accompany you for a few days. I heard that there are all kinds of famous wines in the capital, and I just happen to..."

"unnecessary."

Hearing the resolute refusal, Mo Cheng blew his beard and glared: "I have raised you to this age, what an unfilial son!"

"When did you raise me?"

"…Anyway…"

Qin Yejue: "At the entrance of East Street, Yundu Winery, get out of here immediately."

After hearing this, Mo Cheng was overjoyed, "Hahaha, you have a conscience, hahaha."

Mo Cheng had just taken two steps when Qin Yejue called him back, "You have three days to bring the scar removal medicine."

Mo Cheng paused, turned around and asked in confusion: "Why do you want this thing? You... still care about the scars on your body?"

Qin Yejue recalled that day at Gu Mansion when Shen Jingli praised Gu Sichen's figure, and he couldn't help feeling jealous.

He didn't care about the scars.

But... superficial fools care.

It's not good, it makes him feel uncomfortable...

Mo Cheng stroked his beard and said, "You have changed a lot in these few years!"