The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

Zhou Mo followed Yan Qing's line of sight, met a pair of slightly embarrassed eyes, Yan Yun covered his lips and coughed twice, then put down his hand as if nothing happened, picked up the teacup on the table and took a couple of sips .

...Anyway, he has already reminded him of what he should remind. If these two people ignore his feelings like this again, at worst he will go out to blow some air.

Yan Qing raised her head and looked at Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo thought for a while and said, "This is a long story, I will explain it to you later."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Yan Qing horizontally, put him on the bed, turned his head and looked at Yan Yun again, "Almost forgot about you, the house I lived in is not far away, I will clean up your grievances for the time being How much time?"

Yan Yun looked at Yan Qing, hesitated to speak, and finally just nodded, "Thank you."

Zhou Mo turned around, "Qing'er, wait for me for a while?"

Yan Qing silently leaned on the pillow and looked at the two without speaking.

Zhou Mo just took it as his acquiescence, bent down and kissed Yan Qing's face, Yan Qing shrank back with a tense body and an ugly complexion.

The retreat was very small, so Zhou Mo didn't notice, he just scratched his nose, "Wait for me to come back."

Before Yan Yun left the door, she turned her head and took a deep look at Yan Qing. Yan Qing stared at him for a long time, then slowly sat up, and touched the folded wedding dress beside the bed with lowered eyes.

Zhou Mo took Yan Yun to the place where he lived before, tidied up briefly, patted the quilt and said, "It may be a little rough, I don't know if you can get used to it, wait for Zhou Liu to come back in a few days and see if it is Go live in the city or go back to Beijing or something."

"It's okay, brother Zhou is very grateful for taking me in. If it weren't for you brother and sister, I'm afraid I'd be shrouded in horse leather." Yan Yun thought of his family far away in the capital, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Zhou Mo patted Yan Yun's shoulder and comforted, "It's okay, Zhou Liu is here."

All of Zhoumo's military achievements were attributed to Zhou Liu, and Zhou Liuben also made a lot of contributions, so this time there must be a reward for his meritorious deeds.

Yan Yun already knew Zhou Liu's ability, so he didn't say much, he just looked at Zhou Mo, "Your...your..."

Yan Yun hesitated for a long time, and didn't know how to address Yan Qing. Seeing his complex expression, Zhou Mo also guessed that this person recognized Yan Qing, so he helped him and said, "My fiancé."

Yan Yun: "..."

Yan Yun swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty, "If I'm not mistaken—"

"You're right." Zhou Mo leaned against the table with a leisurely posture.

Yan Yun was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately stood up, "You know his identity? Then why did you hide him for so long?"

"Now the emperor is sick, and every time he thinks of the lost prince, he looks sad. Those courtiers and princes are sending people to look for him now. Why...why don't you let him go back?"

Zhou Mo sneered and said, "Did the Ninth Prince be lost in recent years?"

Yan Yun subconsciously followed his words, "No, the Ninth Prince disappeared when the East Palace was flooded more than ten years ago."

Zhou Mo nodded, and said in a calm tone, "So the prince who was lost more than ten years ago has only started to look for it in recent years."

Yan Yun: "..."

Yan Yun hesitated and said, "When a person is about to die, it is inevitable that he wants to make up for some regrets."

"Regret?" Zhou Mo sneered, "You don't have to speak for her, don't forget, your family is also in her hands."

Zhou Mo didn't have a good impression of the emperor, not only because he had lost Yan Qing for many years but also because after finding him, he recognized his identity and discarded him in the harem again.

It seems that looking for someone is just a whim, nothing to do with guilt, just not wanting to let the blood flow out.

Zhou Mo said, "I hope you can keep this matter a secret. You know more about the turmoil in the court than I do. He can go back, but not at this time."

Yan Yun clenched his fists tightly, then loosened them after a while, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhou, don't worry about my loose mouth. With my status, I don't have the ability to tell the truth."

"However, Yan is a little curious. If he returns to the palace, according to the current status of the military adviser, you will be married in a fair and aboveboard manner. Why...how come he embroidered the wedding dress himself."

"Being raised as a mediocre man outside for half a lifetime, and suddenly returning to the man-eating palace, doesn't the general think it's too cruel?"

Yan Yun was silent, he really didn't seem to have considered how an ordinary man would adapt to life in the harem.

"As for the happy clothes..." Zhou Mo lowered his head to look at Yan Yun, and slowly spit out two words, "Sex."

Yan Yun: "..."

"Let's go, come to dinner later," Zhou Mo waved his hand, walked to the door, and suddenly turned back, "Remember, it's later."

When Yan Yun mentioned the wedding dress, Zhou Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

There are still two months before the Chinese New Year, but Zhou Mo suddenly feels that this day is a bit difficult to wait. There should be many auspicious days in these two months, right?

Zhou Mo planned in his heart to ask Song Yue to borrow a yellow calendar to look through it, but when he got to the door of the house, he found that the doors and windows were tightly shut.

Before the smile on his face faded, Zhou Mo immediately put on a nervous expression.

What happened to Yanqing?He only went out for a while.

Zhou Mo walked like flying, came to the door of the house, yelled "Qing'er" twice in a hurry, and planned to kick the door.

But before he lifted his legs, Yan Qing's voice sounded from inside, very calm, without any threat, "Ah Mo came back so quickly?"

Zhou Mo didn't know why, but he also stopped, and replied, "We lived in that room before, so it's not dirty, just clean it up."

Yan Qing's muffled voice came from the door again, "But there's no stove, no Mrs. Tang, and it's very cold at night."

Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment, thinking that Yan Yun is a martial arts practitioner, and even when marching and fighting, he might not be able to stay overnight, so he shouldn't care too much about it, right?

Zhou Mo laughed, "He's not as delicate as you—"

"Go out for a while, Ah Mo thinks I'm weak?" Yan Qing talked to Zhou Mo through a door, interrupting Zhou Mo's words in a sullen tone.

It was not the first time Zhou Mo said that Yan Qing was weak, but Yan Qing had never been so repulsive like this time, so he leaned against the door and whispered, "Good Qinger, you open the door first, if you think Yan Qing Yun Yeli can't take it anymore, I—"

"Are you going to accompany him?" Yan Qing was already so jealous that he couldn't choose what to say, and he didn't open the door, just leaning against the door, feeling that the wedding dress on the bedside was particularly dazzling.

... It would be great if one of them had a noble status, and the law protects only one pair in this life.

Zhou Mo was stunned for a while before realizing that this person was actually jealous.

Instead of the previous nervousness, Zhou Mo suppressed his smile and said in a low voice, "Qing'er, listen to my explanation, I have nothing to do with him."

"Oh no, it has something to do with it..."

Isn't that his brother-in-law?But this is really too long a story, he hasn't mentioned his sister's matter to Yan Qing, and if there is an extra brother-in-law out of thin air, this person may think about something else.

The people inside were silent, and Zhou Mo felt that it was difficult to explain anything through the door, so he simply shut up, walked a few steps outside, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and then quietly went back to the door on tiptoe .

Listening to the sound of footsteps going away, Yan Qing's eyes turned red, and he was a little reluctant to leave Zhou Mo. He opened the door in a panic, and then fell into a warm embrace.

Zhou Mo's teasing voice sounded above his head, and he made a gesture of sniffling, "Let me smell it, why is it so sour?"

Yan Qing stiffened and was carried into the house by someone. Zhou Mo raised his leg and kicked the door, put him on the chair, reached out and gently stroked the side of Yan Qing's face, "Where does Qing Er want to drive me away in such a cold day?" go?"

Yan Qing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and said, "Go wherever you like."

"Are you still jealous?" Zhou Mo laughed muffledly, squatted down, and forcibly met Yan Qing's gaze. The man wanted to avoid him, but Zhou Mo held his face and said seriously, "Qing'er, I Did I tell you?"

Yan Qing was silent.

"I only like you, and I will only warm the bed for you alone. As for Yan Yun, my old friend just entrusted me to take care of him. How could I let Qing Er, who is so cute like me, go to hook up with others?"

Zhou Mo moved his finger up, and lightly pinched Yan Qing's face, "Come on, tell me how many times have you been jealous? Why, I just made you feel insecure like this? You eat jealousy from both men and women , don't you think your teeth are sour?"

Listening to Zhou Mo's explanation, Yan Qing gradually turned from loss at the beginning to joy, but Zhou Mo talked more and more, and at the end Yan Qing also blushed with shame, covered Zhou Mo's mouth, and said, "...You, don't say it, I believe you."

Zhou Mo lightly left a slight tooth mark on Yan Qing's hand, and when he retracted his hand, he sighed slowly, "Qing'er, in fact, I can't wait to marry you, and now I only hate the old one. Why do I have to delay until the next year."

He glanced at Yanqing faintly, "You can only watch, not eat."

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