Modi.love speechless

"Xiao Mo, let me go."

"Xiao Mo, I don't want to contradict myself anymore. Sikong Mu is the murderer who killed my father, do you know how much I hate him?"

"I can't be with a son who kills his father and his enemy!"

No!No, we are not enemies!

"I came back this time to make a break. In the future, don't look for me again..."

but……

"The promise made 14 years ago should be regarded as my reneging on my promise."

"It's passed."

No!Ao, don't go!

Why do you make promises when you can't keep them?And why not just lie to Xiao Mo for a lifetime and disappear in front of Xiao Mo forever?

I would rather be kept in the dark for the rest of my life than listen to what you say that breaks my promise!

proud!

Why, no matter how hard you try, Xiao Mo can't catch up with you?A female businessman from a scholarly family, buy

Is the ten-year gap really that difficult to bridge?

What did you say about the son who killed his father and enemy? If that's the case, why did you help me in secret?Would rather offend the people of the world, but also help the son who "killed his father and enemy" out of the predicament?

what is this?

Proud──

Why lie?

The scenes before the parting kept reappearing in his mind, and Sikong Mo's originally closed eyes opened wide.His forehead was already wet with cold sweat due to the nightmare.

This is where?

Sikong Mo was slightly stunned by the strange environment he could see.

With his misty eyes open, Sikong Mo looked around, and only then could he see the tired face guarding the edge of his bed.

Xiaoyu...

He opened and closed his lips and cried out silently, without disturbing the sleeping person, Sikong Mo simply squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the top of the bed in a daze.

He knew that Yu Moshu must be exhausted!

Although he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, he knew that no matter how many days he had been lying on the bed, Yu Moshu must have been guarding the bed for how long.

Xiaoyu, he has always been stubborn.Once you decide something, you won't give up easily.

No, it should be said that Yu Moshu never knew what giving up looked like.

However, even a person who is so dedicated to his own good and who is more proud than anyone else has to make concessions and compromises time and time again because of his weakness.

Looking sideways at the slightly childish sleeping face, Sikong Mo felt apologetic in his heart - if he had never been self-willed or selfish from the beginning to the end, Yu Moshu would have achieved his dominance early on.And the person who has fulfilled his dream, will he still stay by his side like now?

The answer is no, right?

After all, no one would be willing to stay by the side of a dumb person and waste their years in silence!

Thinking of this, the sad eyes dimmed even more.

Realizing that his emotions were showing too much, Sikong raised his hand without thinking, trying to cover it, but this disturbed Yu Moshu, who was in a deep sleep.

Seeing Sikong Mo waking up, Yu Mo expressed joy in his writing.He raised his hand and rubbed his slightly sore forehead to cover up the exhaustion on his face, and then he moved his hand away and greeted people with a smile.

"Are you awake?" Yu Moshu stood up, "Is there any discomfort?"

Sikong Mo asked with his lips, "Where is this?"

Yu Moshu said: "The outskirts of the city, the place where the bright moon and the stars live in seclusion." When Yu Moshu said that, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

To live in seclusion, oh, what a good way to say it!

Sikong Mo nodded understandingly, then struggled to sit up.Yu Moshu didn't want him to move around, but he couldn't get rid of his intentions, so he stepped forward to support him.

Sikong Mo asked: "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's just one day. Don't worry, I have explained everything that needs to be explained. Prince Yi didn't blame you, he told you to recuperate well." Yu Moshu said while watching Sikong Mo's face, and added some explanations in a timely manner.

After pondering for a moment, Sikong Mo raised his head and said, "Let's go back to the palace." It was not to seek Yu Moshu's opinion, but a plain order.

Yu Moshu froze for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. "Then when do we leave?"

Sikong Mo changed the subject, "Where are the two uncles?"

"I went out and said I was going to get you some medicine."

"Then You stay here and wait for them to come back, and thank them for me. You don't have to worry about me, I can do it alone. "

"You want to go back by yourself?" Just as Sikong Mo was about to nod, Yu Moshu objected, "Sikong Mo, don't make me feel that I am loyal to the wrong person!"

Sikong Mo was shocked—this was the second time Yu Moshu named him.

He knew that Yu Moshu was angry.

That's what Yu Moshu yelled at him back then when he had a serious obstacle in communication and even broke up.Of course, what he said at that time made him more embarrassed than what he said now.

Such as dumb, crippled, or even worse.

It's just that I originally thought that the tension at that time was far away from now...

After a moment of dead silence, Yu Moshu got up and took the medicine on the table, and said, "The king is still very weak now, we will talk about returning to the palace when the king is better!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the door with a sullen face.

Looking at the figure disappearing behind the door, Sikong Mo opened his mouth several times, but all ended in silence.

Seeing the medicine on the bedside, Sikong Mo pouted, but finally ignored it in disgust.

Pulled off the quilt, and fell asleep with a head covered in a little stuffiness.

Squinting his eyes and looking at the desperate young man holding a sword and sweating profusely not far away, the corner of Xingchen's mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Seeing this, Mingyue frowned and gave him a sideways glance, wondering what he was thinking.After years of getting along, Xingchen naturally understood what he was thinking, and meditated for a while on how to explain it.

Xingchen asked, with an inscrutable expression on his face. "Don't you think he looks like a human being?"

"You think too much." Mingyue replied, seemingly without thinking, but her eyes were locked on Yu Moshu.

like who?He really has no idea.

Not knowing that he had become the object of discussion between the two, Yu Moshu only knew that he urgently needed to vent! (In fact, he doesn't care about being treated as the protagonist of gossip ==|||)

Xiao Mo the night before was so unwilling to go back to the palace, crying bitterly and begging him not to go back.

But why?

Why did Xiao Mo, who had just woken up, clamor to go back?He has already made it clear that he can rest outside for a while, why should he ignore all this and reject his kindness?

Yu Moshu didn't understand, did Sikong Mo really think that he would not be responsible for what he said in a state of insanity? !

What you say is not a joke, it is all a perfunctory excuse!

Just one Yin Tianao made such a huge change in him.

The world doesn't want to be unified, the family doesn't want to go back, and he doesn't even care about his body. How much is he going to do for the person who ran away several times?

Is it possible that you really want to hand over the great country? !

The more Yu Moshu thought about it, the angrier he became. No matter which move he made, he was full of murderous intent. It was not difficult to see that he had transferred all his anger to it.

He didn't realize what was wrong with him at all, but he couldn't bear to look at the bright moon in the distance.

Sighing lightly, Mingyue stood up, "Xingchen, let him stop. He is still injured, you'd better persuade him not to act rashly."

After Mingyue finished speaking, she walked into the house. "I'll go in and see how your Highness is doing."

Your Highness...

It's been 20 years, His Highness has been on the throne for nearly 20 years, and he still can't change his words.

Or maybe, in this life, you will never change your mouth again?

Because, none of them can forget that the only king in their hearts, Xing Chen and the king they swore to be loyal to, is long gone.

Although their distance is so close—they can see their king within less than an hour's distance, but after all, they still can't cross the boundary between yin and yang!