world's biggest rogue

"Brother Mo..." Yan Xiaoqin was soaked in hot water, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be still dreaming.

Mo Yu washed him gently, then rummaged through his bag to find some medicine to rub on him, and then hugged him and continued to sleep.

At noon, Xiao Yi figured out the time for someone to cook and bring them in. There were some porridge and soup.

Mo Yu fed Yan Xiaoqin with extreme care, and Yan Xiaoqin leaned against his arms, unable to move, and opened his mouth meekly to eat.

"I will follow you all the way, and wait for you outside the palace. If you don't come out in three months, I will go in and snatch someone if you die." Mo Yu wanted to usurp the throne at the thought of being separated for three months!

Yan Xiaoqin opened his eyes wide, but Mo Yu handed him spoonfuls one by one without giving him a chance to speak, until Yan Xiaoqin burped when he finished eating, Mo Yu squeezed his cheek and said, "Don't put yourself If you lose weight, do it once for every catty you lose.”

"..." Yan Xiaoqin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and the two of them were tender for a while, and Xiao Yi finally knocked on the door.

The eyes of the two seemed to be accusing themselves of being the queen mother, Xiao Yiquan pretended not to see it, anyway, he had a thick skin, and respectfully said to Yan Xiaoqin: "Mr. Yan, the carriage is ready."

Yan Xiaoqin sighed, met Mo Yu's eyes, kissed him again and said, "Wait for me."

Mo Yu nodded heavily.

Xiao Yiquan pretended not to see it, after all, this was not his style.

As soon as Yan Xiaoqin stood up, his legs felt weak, and Mo Yu picked him up again, and walked out directly.

"Brother Mo..." Yan Xiaoqin was embarrassed for a while, and then felt that there was no need to be brave, after all, it really hurt.

Everyone lowered their heads knowingly, and Yan Xiaoqin was gently placed on the carriage. The carriage was large and well-furnished, no worse than what Mo Yu had prepared, so Mo Yu was a little jealous, and kissed Yan Xiaoqin a few more times before leaving. Only then did Xiao Qin give Xiao Yi a fierce look and leave.

Yan Xiaoqin raised the curtain of the car and kept looking at him longingly, heartbroken.

With a sullen face, Mo Yu resisted the urge to snatch people, until the carriage disappeared and the soldiers began to organize and leave, then he knocked out a soldier and followed them secretly.

It's not that Xiao Yi didn't know that he would do this, but he just turned one eye and closed the other.

Yan Xiaoqin was lying on his side in the carriage sullenly, Xiao Yi was escorting him outside, there was no one who could talk, he missed Brother Mo so much.

"Young master Yan is so bored?" Xiao Yi asked when he heard the sigh inside.

Yan Xiaoqin opened the curtain and nodded, "Give me some medical books."

"Okay." Xiao Yi thought to himself that this child is really easy to support, so he just reads when he's bored.

Although he knew that Yan Xiaoqin was injured, but the emperor's order was urgent, Xiao Yi could only serve him attentively. Fortunately, Yan Xiaoqin was gentle and easy to talk without holding grudges.

It was not easy for Mo Yu either. While he was exhausted from being a soldier, he worried about whether Yan Xiaoqin would be tired, what happened to the wound, and whether it still hurt.

Fortunately, he was good at qinggong, and he always peeked outside the tent in the middle of the night. Yan Xiaoqin seemed to feel that Mo Yu was nearby, so he often sat at the door.

Xiao Yi said helplessly: "Go back to sleep, it's not good to catch a cold."

The queen mother came again, Yan Xiaoqin sighed, and went back to the tent to sleep in despair.

Mo Yu felt that Xiao Yi was doing it for his own good, so he left without saying a word. After all, the child needs to rest well.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and before he knew it, he arrived in the capital within half a month.

Yan Xiaoqin knew that it would be a long time before he saw Mo Yu again, so he asked Xiao Yi to give him a carrier pigeon.

Xiao Yi looked at him for a long time and raised his eyebrows: "The emperor never said that you two should communicate."

Yan Xiaoqin pursed her lips, feeling unhappy.

Xiao Yi whistled, and a fat carrier pigeon flew over.

"Here, here you are, his name is Baibai." Xiao Yi dared to give it to him when he saw no one around, anyway, it's not a big deal, it's better to ask him to deliver the letter when the time comes.

"Thank you!" Yan Xiaoqin happily hugged the carrier pigeon.

Xiao Yi gave him a tube and said, "Open this and it will come."

Yan Xiaoqin put it away carefully, and followed Xiao Yi into the palace the next day.