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

The next day, the sun rose three poles.

Zhou Mo tidied up the scattered red dates and clothes. He raised the big red curtain and looked at the person on the bed.

Yan Qing was small, taking up one-third of the couch, curled up in a corner, and fell asleep deeply.

Zhou Mo sat on the side of the bed, and lifted the quilt a little, and there were red marks all over the smooth and fair skin of the person on the couch, and hickey marks and bite marks were intertwined and intertwined on Yan Qing's body.

Last night after Yan Qinglei passed out, Zhou Mo was bathed and washed by others. Seeing the bruises on his body that were difficult to fade away, Zhou Mo held him in his arms distressedly, dried his body and wiped it off. some medicine.

Yan Qing was so tired that she couldn't open her eyelids, she just said in a hoarse voice, "...No more, let me go."

He pushed Zhou Mo's chest softly, fearing that Zhou Mo would drag him back again, and begged in a low voice, "Good husband, I'm too sleepy."

But he didn't know how seductive this look was in Zhou Mo's eyes. The line of defense from the same bath to the present was defeated in an instant just because of Yan Qing's words.

He leaned down and pressed in again, kissed the corners of his tear-filled eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You sleep."

Yan Qing was awakened by Zhou Mo's lifting of the quilt. He lay down on the couch and turned around.

Zhou Mo leaned in, pinched Yan Qing's face, "Get up and eat something."

"Well," Yan Qing faltered twice, and buried his face on the pillow in exhaustion, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't even exert himself.

Yanqing's hoarse voice came muffled through the pillow, "Ah Mo, sleepy."

Zhou Mo took the man to the bed, turned around and took the bowl on the table to the bed, "I know you are sleepy, so I'll feed you something."

When Zhou Mo came back to sit again, Yan Qing showed a small part of his wrist, and he pulled the quilt to cover his face, still trying to make the last struggle.

A little red mole on Hao's wrist was extremely red against his jade-white skin, but the tooth marks and hickey marks near the red mole were also extremely dense.

Zhou Mo stared at that piece for a while, then pulled off the quilt with his eyebrows raised, and raised his eyebrows, "Excuse me, do you want me to feed you mouth to mouth?"

Yan Qing raised his eyelids to look at the complacent culprit, and muttered feebly, "I'm so happy."

But in the end, Yan Qing just pretended to be aggressive, obediently got up and leaned on the comfortable cushion, took the bowl and ate by himself.

Zhou Mo is very curious now, how pure and ascetic he must have been in the past to be able to sit around for so long with nephrite.

It seemed that since the bridal chamber had sex that day, he was like a beast that never satiated, unable to bear the hunger and thirst at all, and always entangled with others and got into bed with others.

Zhou Mo bit Yan Qing's red earlobe, circled him on the stool, and whispered something softly in his ear.

Yan Qing blushed, shrunk his neck and took a few steps back, he shook his head slightly, "...it can't be born."

Zhoumo blocked him with what Yanqing once said, "What if it's just difficult to conceive?"

Zhou Mo's slightly cool fingers picked up Yan Qing's clothes, dexterously poked them in, and pressed lightly on his lower abdomen, "I'll put them in there from now on."

Yan Qing's face turned red from head to toe, he couldn't stand Zhou Mo talking like this, he shook his head again and again, and suppressed his voice, "Don't be here..."

Before the two of them could make another move, they heard the sound of swords and swords protruding from the courtyard. The charming feelings disappeared in the sound of fighting and killing, and the emotion on Zhou Mo's face was replaced by a trace of irritability. After seeing the misty eyes, he said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll go and have a look."

Zhou Mo tied up Yan Qing's clothes, turned around and came to the door, holding a sword for self-defense, and opened the door slightly.

All the black-clothed guards hiding in the dark in Zhouliu of the courtyard appeared at once, and surrounded an old man with a gray beard. During the moves, the old man could fight back and forth by himself.

The men in black slammed their throats, but the old man didn't panic, he took the moves with ease, one person fighting several people, but the men in black collided with each other several times.

After watching it for a while, Zhou Mo knew that the old man was not malicious, but why did he appear in the courtyard?Before he could think about it, the old man noticed Zhou Mo.

He smiled, and came towards Zhou Mo from the crowd with his lightness kung fu. Zhou Mo was startled, and quickly dodged to hide, but the old man was one step ahead of him, and came to catch him again. Zhou Mo quickly circled around the pillar , and dodged a few tricks from the old man, and finally was turned around and led to the house by the collar.

Yan Qing's panicked voice sounded behind him, but Zhou Mo couldn't respond, and he followed and landed on the roof in the blink of an eye.

The old man blew his beard and stared, "Calm down, I told you I'm here to find someone!"

Zhou Mo turned his head to look at him, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Although I don't know who you are looking for, you probably found the wrong person."

Seeing Zhou Mo being captured, the men in black looked at each other in blank dismay, and did not dare to step forward.

As soon as Zhou Mo lowered his head, he could see Yan Qing who was chasing him out of the courtyard. His face turned pale with fright. He cast a comforting look at Yan Qing, but the man turned a blind eye and turned his eyes sharply.

The old man looked at Zhou Mo with great interest, "You are so calm and courageous, even if you are hung in the air by your collar, you don't feel embarrassed or scared."

Zhou Mo showed no expression, "It's a compliment, but since senior knows, can you put me down first, my husband looks at it, it's really embarrassing."

The old man looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Zhou Mo said unhappily, "I can't run, unless I am willing to fall from here."

Hearing the words, the old man really let go of Zhou Mo. He looked down at the man in red in the courtyard, his face was a little confused, but he quickly looked away, and said with a smile, "This big man is blind for nothing. Wu's."

Zhou Mo sat cross-legged, and waved his hands at the men in black, "I have something to talk about, and someone is looking for someone. After talking about the matter, I will ask the senior to send me down. My husband will be worried."

The old man was not annoyed, and sat down, "It is true that he is looking for someone, do you know where Zhou Liu is?"

Zhou Mo's heart sank, but his face remained calm, and he continued, "Why did Senior ask her?"

The old man snorted coldly and said, "It's useless to tell you about it, she and I have a big hatred."

Zhou Mo frowned slightly, and when he was thinking about the identity of this person in his heart, Yan Yun suddenly jumped onto the roof, dressed in white clothes and knelt down straight.

Yan Yun lowered his head and called, "Master."

Zhou Mo on the side was slightly speechless watching this scene.

He suddenly understood what kind of enmity this man had with Zhou Liu.

The old man's name is Chen Huanian, and he is Yan Yun's master. He has always known about Yan Yun's disguise as a woman. In order to make this road easier for Yan Yun, he also taught him many skills.

But now, he was sent away after saying that General Yan died in battle. From the beginning, Chen Nianhua couldn't believe it, but later he learned some inside information, and hurriedly came to settle accounts angrily.

Sitting in the hall, Chen Nianhua stared at Zhouliu who was behind Yanyun with a beard blowing his beard, "The apprentice I have raised for so long is just abducted if you say so?"

Yan Yun knelt straight in front of the hall, "Master, this is not Zhouliu's fault. If she hadn't given me the idea to fake my death, and Master came after me on the battlefield, what I saw would be a bone of a disciple."

Chen Nianhua glared at him, "Shut up!"

Seeing this, Zhou Liu lifted up his clothes and knelt beside Yan Yun, "Master, it's all me—"

Chen Nianhua was stunned, forgot to reprimand him for a moment, shook his sleeves, jumped aside, "Who is your master!"

Chen Nianhua came out of the valley because of the grief and indignation of the bereaved apprentice. Now that he saw Yan Yun in person, the grief and indignation naturally disappeared. Facing Yan Yun, I couldn't bear him being sad.

Seeing this, he gave up, just snorted coldly, and shifted his gaze to Yan Qingzhoumo, who had been silent all this time.

When Yan Qing saw that the person who had taken Zhou Mo abducted looked over, he immediately held Zhou Mo's hand tightly, and looked at Chen Nianhua warily.

Chen Nianhua is big-eyed but not fancy, he looked carefully, he shook his head angrily, and laughed, "I won't take your husband captive, although I do think it would be better for him to follow me and learn some martial arts , a man of seven feet tall can show some punches and embroider his legs."

Zhou Mo: "..."

Zhou Mo knew that he was complaining about his fighting skills, and he didn't refute it. Indeed, Zhou Mo could still fight in front of a person like Yan Yun who was born with insufficient strength, but when he met this old man, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had a lot of punches and legs.

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "You still have two apprentices who are kneeling and don't want it, you accept me?"

Chen Nianhua turned his head to look at Yan Yun and Zhou Liu after hearing the words, coughed twice, and said, "Get up, you are not dead yet, why are you kneeling like this?"

"But let's not talk about apprenticeship for now, you kid, I see that you look very familiar, who is your father?" Chen Nianhua pointed to Yan Qing and asked.

Yan Qing was startled, looked at Zhou Mo for some reason, and replied honestly, "My father has passed away long ago."

"what is it call?"

"Yunmian."

Chen Nianhua frowned slightly when he heard the words, looked carefully at Yan Qing for a few times, shook his head and said, "Maybe I admitted my mistake."

There is a hint of melancholy and loneliness in the tone.

Zhou Mo turned his head to look at Zhou Liu, and asked with his eyes, what does it matter if this person is Yan Qing?

Zhou Liu looked bewildered, and shook his head, I don't know, it wasn't written in the book.

Zhou Mo:? ? ?

Before the eye contact between the two ended, Chen Nianhua suddenly took a few steps outside, sniffed and said, "What kind of fragrance is this?"

Zhou Liu replied truthfully, "Potato chips."

Yan Qing's eyes lighted slightly when he heard the words, and he also sniffed, but soon withered again, smelling the fragrance made by Wu Zhoumo.

Chen Nianhua hurried out to the side kitchen.

Just like that, there were suddenly more people living in the courtyard, Chen Nianhua was eating every day, and incidentally supervised Zhou Mo to practice martial arts forcibly.

For some reason, Chen Nianhua seemed to have a special affection for tall men, so he insisted on pulling Zhou Mo to learn, and insisted that he could pass on the essence that Yan Yun could not inherit to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo didn't resist this either, after all, he was a master picked up for nothing.

But Zhou Liu had been idle here for a long time, and she had to prepare to catch up with the advancing army.

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