Selling her beauty to the ghost king for merit

God knows what kind of wine Jian Qinghe is, and whether the alcohol is too strong or not. In short, there are at least seven or eight empty wine jars. Mu Ziyun took a few sips, but he didn't feel anything at all.

Perhaps it is also because most of them are masked and drunk.

Mu Ziyun was in a bad mood, his arrival and his confession seemed inappropriate, not only failed to relieve the pressure, but actually made this sad beauty have one more thing to worry about.

Although no one can be relaxed in love, he doesn't want his heart to be a burden.

"I really have to, but I don't say it for anything else. I just want you to know that you are not alone, at least I still care about you."

Saying this sentence, if it is matched with some proper physical contact, it will definitely be very touching!

Mu Ziyun thought this way in his heart, he really wanted to say that, but it was a pity that Bi Qinghe didn't take him seriously at all, at least for now, he didn't take him seriously.

"Stop drinking, you won't be able to open your eyes."

Mu Ziyun sighed, and took the jug from Jian Qinghe's hand.

"I want to drink."

Covering Qinghe's mouth, he stretched out his hand, trying to snatch the jug from his hand, but Mu Ziyun's dexterity flashed, causing the beauty to lose her balance and fall sideways in his arms.

It wasn't intentional, Mu Ziyun just didn't want him to touch the jug, seeing that it was covered up and tilted, and didn't even intend to get up, so he quickly put the jug on the ground and hugged him body.

Who would have thought that Zhan Qinghe just looked at him like this, his eyes were bright and full of anticipation.

Some people drink alcohol on their face, the whole face is red and the thick neck is really indecent. After all, Qinghe is an exile, even if he drank so much wine at once, it only caused two blushes on his cheeks. Extremely Beautiful.

"No, it's even more worrying to use wine to relieve your sorrows and sorrows. You are not allowed to drink any more." It's a pity that Mu Ziyun doesn't show affection at all.

"Is it really not possible?" Cover Qinghe blinked at him.

"…Do not."

"Even you can't get along with me." Covering Qinghe's aggrieved lips.

Just like being hit by the curse of rejuvenation at that time, Mu Ziyun thought he was just putting on a show, but as soon as he finished speaking, moisture immediately gathered in the eye sockets, and before the eye circles had time to turn red, the bean-sized teardrops burst into tears. "It fell down.

"Even you...you can't get along with me..." Bi Qinghe sobbed, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and said it again in a stuttering manner.

With the strength of wine, he concealed his tears and cried very heartily, but he didn't cry often, even the fierce kiss just now couldn't make his eyes red, and the few tears in his life were all dedicated to Mu. Ziyun, no more, no less, happened to highlight Mu Ziyun's rare panic.

For example, now, he was confused by the tears of Qinghe, so he tried to put the jug back into the hand of the tearful man, coaxing "drink, drink", but Qinghe didn't buy it, and threw it Pushing his hand away, he wept silently again.

Is it different from the time when he was cursed, he is easy to deceive and coax, Mu Ziyun hesitated a little, fearing that his actions would go too far and make people more angry, but he couldn't do nothing, he could only do it carefully for him. He goes along.

Who would have thought that Zhe Qinghe would plunge headfirst into his arms, muttering, "Annoying."

Maybe it was because of the wine, but Qinghe's body was terribly hot, warming the air almost instantly, while Mu Ziyun's heart was like boiling water, bubbling and almost popping out of his throat up.

This was not enough, Xu felt even more aggrieved after being comforted, covered Qinghe and buried his head on Mu Ziyun's chest and rubbed it a few times, then moved to his lap very naturally, so that the hug could be more fully.

If it was because of drunkenness, it would be abnormal to cover up Qinghe. Mu Ziyun was really frightened, so he became more cautious and asked, "Qinghe, are you crying now... because of me, or because of your father?"

Concealed and didn't speak, Mu Ziyun hugged him like coaxing a baby, and said: "If it's because of me, you can beat me and scold me, but you can't cry anymore. I feel uncomfortable seeing it, it's worse than beating me." It hurts to scold me."

"It would be great if he was like you." Covering Qinghe hugged him in frustration, "You can also treat me like this, and love me so much."

Mu Ziyun frowned, his face frosty, but he still tried his best to keep his tone gentle, and asked, "What happened that day? Tell me about it, I'm willing to listen."

"He wanted to take me away."

"Go?" Mu Ziyun asked tentatively, "Do you want to take you away?"

"It's a robbery." Yan Qinghe said firmly.

The father and son met unexpectedly that day, and there was no tearful reunion scene.

It's really unlucky, the relationship between the two of them was obviously just mentioned by Yan Yeyun casually, without even embellishing it, but it unexpectedly became a big thorn in Baichuan's heart.

How else can I say that knowing a son is like a father.

After a few false inquiries, Bai Chuan revealed his true nature, and said angrily to Jian Qinghe: "You are a good official of the Heavenly Court, why should you join forces with him!"

"Collaboration?" Covering Qinghe tilted his head slightly, obviously laughing, "Don't say anything else, just based on the behavior and management ability of the same ghost king, who do you think is more worthy of the word compared to him? "

If it is a folk emperor, it is natural to always say that the first emperor is good. After all, the dead are the greatest, and no matter how unbearable it is, it is over.It's just that this world of gods and ghosts has not died. The reason for the abdication of the previous monarch is usually because a more suitable candidate has appeared.

"I abdicated voluntarily!" Jie Baichuan was anxious to make amends for himself.

"Of course you abdicated yourself voluntarily. If you weren't so badly managed that you were overwhelmed and had to abdicate before your reputation was completely ruined, how could you give up this supreme power?"

To cover up Qinghe's every word, he admits that it was intentional, but he doesn't feel sorry for it. After all, this is the first time he has tried to challenge his father's authority since he grew up, so naturally he needs to be full of skill.

As the only elder of Qinghe, Qinghe, who has no mother, can only be controlled by Baichuan since he was a child. The latter is used to the style of calling and shouting at his son for so many years, but after his son has a promising future, he finds that his authority has failed. , Naturally, he was furious.

What's more, his son is still facing outsiders.

Concealing Baichuan was furious: "Concealing Qinghe! What's so good about that surnamed Mu! He actually made you so obsessed, he didn't know right and wrong, and he didn't even listen to what his father said. I taught you justice and punishment since childhood. Evil promotes good, are you treating them as farts!"

"What's wrong with him?" Bi Qinghe shouted, "You've been controlling me since I was a child, you didn't let me do this, you didn't let me do that, now you even control my interpersonal relationship!"

"You are so wrong!"

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were not so close at the moment, the anger of Yan Baichuan might turn into a loud slap on the face of Qing Qing and his pale face.

"I was wrong?"

After all, Bi Qinghe couldn't hold back his temper anymore. While concealing Baichuan's growing anger, his anger gradually turned into powerlessness, showing a depressing sense of déjà vu.

"Is it right to support justice, it is wrong to be collusive, it is right to punish evil and promote good, it is wrong to collude with evil, or you are right and I am wrong?"

……

"Later when he saw the totem on my neck, he went crazy and wanted to catch me." Zhe Qinghe no longer cried at this moment, but looked lonely, "I saw his hand reaching for the waist Dagger, I wanted to fight him thoroughly, but unexpectedly, a ray of light in the heavenly court summoned me back."

He looked at Mu Ziyun, his eyes regained a bit of clarity: "You know what happened afterwards."

Mu Ziyun never expected that this would be such a development. Although he is the same as the ghost king, because he is the predecessor and predecessor, he really doesn't have much contact with Ying Baichuan.He only knew that Baichuan had a bad temper before, but he didn't expect it to be this bad, so embarrassing that even his son couldn't bear it.

And this poor man is still his sweetheart.

"Sorry...my fault." He said hastily.

Covering up and shaking his head, he was still unhappy, but the depression in his heart dissipated a lot, so he leaned his head on Mu Ziyun's shoulder and muttered to himself: "If we can't talk, we will take me away. He and Ren What's the difference between branching..."

The difference is that Ren Qizhi wants your life.

Mu Ziyun thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say that, so he turned his head and kissed Qinghe's cheek, saying: "Okay, I don't want them anymore, you should go to sleep."

Bi Qinghe didn't speak, but consciously put his arms around his neck, motioning for Mu Ziyun to carry him to the bed.

Xiaoshuang Terrace was still under construction, and there was no room for much in this small room, even if it was just a few steps away from the table, he would not go.

Mu Ziyun also worked hard, but he didn't dare to look at him after laying him flat on the bed, so he could only concentrate on doing other things.

"I have a question for you." Zhe Qinghe suddenly took Mu Ziyun's hand.

He said, "Do you really... like me?"

Mu Ziyun didn't know why, but he still replied seriously: "I like you, I like you the most."

Perhaps it was Mu Ziyun's action of taking off his shoes and jacket for covering up and giving people the illusion, covering up and wrapping his hands and feet around his body, pulling him onto the bed, saying: "You hug me to sleep..."

Although he said he wanted to hug, but in action it was not the case at all.

I don't know if it's because of Qinghe's drunkenness, but Mu Ziyun inevitably thinks of that freezing night, when the two of them were in the small inn that was fixed together, and Qinghe used the strength of alcohol to bite him on the face. took a sip—

"Qinghe, you are drunk."

Mu Ziyun called out, but couldn't call back the rationality of covering up Qinghe, so he quickly took off the hands around his neck, and tried his best to prop up his body, so as to increase the distance between the two of them—— Qinghe is really too much, just relying on drunkenness and pampering to do anything wrong to him.

"So what if you're drunk, why..." He covered his voice and responded, but his attention was not on Mu Ziyun's face at all, but he was staring at the gap between the two of them. She rubbed against him, and said in a lazy tone, "You don't like this?"

Mu Ziyun took a deep breath, quickly pulled his legs down and stuffed them under the quilt, and then fled out of bed in embarrassment, like a pure and innocent boy who guarded his body like jade, only dared to stay by the bed, and said pitifully: "Qinghe, I I can hug you, I can kiss you, I can accompany you... But you are drunk, I can't treat you like this."

Covering Qinghe, he turned sideways and stretched out his hand to pull him, as if he couldn't hear his words at all, and then said coquettishly: "You come up."

"Qinghe, just let me go..."

Mu Ziyun couldn't laugh because he was so lovely. After all, from the words he asked himself, he knew that he was just a comfort for the beauty's loneliness at the moment, and there was still a long way to go before they could be happy.

"Humph."

Seeing that the deception failed, Bi Qinghe turned his head away with a cold snort, and said angrily: "It's boring, Moonlight doesn't understand the style, and you also pretend to be calm."

Mu Ziyun followed his words and looked out of the window, only wondering, the sky is always daytime, so how can there be any moonlight.

That's right, it's the lack of moonlight that makes it incomprehensible.

Covering Qinghe didn't stay quiet for a while, he suddenly sat up from the bed, stretched out his hand for no reason to draw a few strokes, and sealed the window tightly so that no light could come in.

The room was completely dark in an instant, Mu Ziyun looked at Qinghe's night blindness and asked, "What's the matter, won't you be able to see me like this?"

Covered up and paused for a while, then said: "But you will get hurt."

He was about to fall asleep, but he suddenly realized that although the aura could suppress the appearance of the rash, it would still itch.

"With the little chestnut here, I can naturally see you." Bi Qinghe took out the round bead from his cuff, shining brightly in the darkness.

After covering it with his fingertips, he tapped a little chestnut and injected a little spiritual energy, and the round star fragment burst out with bright and soft light in an instant.

"Little chestnut is too small, this kind of light can only last for a while." Covering Qinghe sat on the bed and looked at him, then urged, "Are you coming or not, or go home if you don't!"

If there is no moonlight, make moonlight.

At this moment, the moonlight is full of styles, so don't pretend to be calm anymore.