emperor!The father-in-law ran away again!

Qin Yuanming gently hugged Mo Feng into his arms. He clearly saw through his identity on the first day, but he didn't expose it. He didn't want to destroy this rare beauty.

If it's just a short-lived dream, then let the dream at this moment be better.

"Tell me, what do you like." Sniffing the faint fragrance of Mo Feng's body, he gently took a strand of hair with his hand, put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, and kissed lightly as if it were a treasure.

He has never coaxed anyone, whether it is a woman or a man. He only heard that to coax a woman, you only need to find gold and silver jewelry or beautiful clothes, but Mo Feng is a man, what does he like?

Mo Feng was a little dazed. Such Qin Yuanming made him a little strange. In his memory, he was always domineering, cold, and arrogant.

And now this man who is holding the word tenderly and kissing his own hair, is it him?

Which one is the real him, Mo Feng lowered his eyes, there are still three days, then in these three days, he is just the blue flower moon who has no national hatred and family hatred.

As if it was all just a dream...

"When I was young, I liked horses the most, but it's a pity..."

Qin Yuanming paused. It turned out that he liked horses, so when he was young, he rode himself as a horse because he liked it?

The beautiful thin lips gradually rose up, and the memory that was originally a nightmare, now recalled, is actually a bit sweet.

Qin Yuanming got up, took Mo Feng's hand and walked out in obscene clothes, "Where is the emperor going?"

"You like horses, then I will take you to ride the best horse in the world."

"Wait for you to get dressed first." Mo Feng held Qin Yuanming back, since this is just a dream, let's make this dream better, without so much care, and without so much grievance, he fetched Qin Yuanming's casual clothes, carefully Putting on Qin Yuanming, wringing dry the handkerchief prepared by the eunuchs, and wiping Qin Yuanming's face, this scene is so familiar, but it feels so different.

The sunshine after the rain fell on Mo Feng's cheeks through the carved window, coating his fair cheeks with a layer of light gold, so peaceful that Qin Yuanming wanted to wrap him in his arms and rub him into his flesh and blood.

"Your injuries haven't healed yet, are you really going to the racecourse?" Mo Feng raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yuanming. If he cared so much, the usual Mo Feng couldn't tell, especially to Qin Yuanming.

Even he himself didn't know why all of this was done so naturally, it seemed that he had said the same thing and done the same thing a long time ago, but Mo Feng couldn't remember that vague memory anyway. He doesn't remember all the people and things he has seen, except that he likes horses.

"These minor injuries are nothing to me." Qin Yuanming said calmly, as if the wound was just a small skin trauma, not worth talking about.

He held Mo Feng's hand. His hand was very big. Mo Feng's hand was rougher than before due to his practice of swordsmanship in the past six months. But even so, Qin Yuanming was still able to hold his hand. hold.

The two left the Anhe Palace, got in the carriage that left the palace, and arrived at the Royal Racecourse. Qin Yuanming led Mo Feng and walked briskly all the way, with a smile on his face that Mo Feng had never seen before. The wind was a little shaking.

Where did he seem to have seen this scene?

The racecourse is very large, like an endless grassland, with soft green grass under his feet. Because it rained yesterday, the ground was a bit muddy, but Mo Feng didn't care. Compared with these, he was more like going to see the world horse that Qin Yuanming said Get on the best horse.

Qin Yuanming looked dotingly at the man in front of him. This is the place where he and Mo Feng met when they were children. He looked at Mo Feng and the pair of expectant eyes, feeling dazed for a while.

"Remember here?"

Mo Feng paused, then looked back at Qin Yuanming, "What did you say?"

Qin Yuanming shook his head, those things have passed.He walked over and hugged Mo Fengheng.

"I can walk by myself, you are injured..."

Qin Yuanming hugged it stubbornly and didn't let it go. "The ground is very dirty, it will stain your clothes." Only one sentence contains too much emotion.

Qin Yuanming held Mo Feng and stopped in front of a stable. There was a horse peng here, and the ground was not water-stained. Qin Yuanming put Mo Feng down, and Mo Feng walked in. There was only a tall bay red horse in the stable.

Mo Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran over to caress the horse's head lovingly. This horse is reddish-purple, with a strong physique, a tall figure, and strong and powerful limbs. "Is this a bloody BMW that only exists in the Western Regions?"

"Do you want to ride?"

Mo Feng nodded excitedly,

"It recognizes its master and only let me ride it. However, if it is you, it may let you ride it." His horse has never been touched so intimately, only Mo Feng.

Even if time passes, the memory of the horse still exists, but Mo Feng seems to have forgotten it.

The attendant led the horse out, and Mo Feng rode on the horse's back. The horse did not resist, and Qin Yuanming was a little surprised by its meekness.

Even if it was his first time riding a horse, the horse had never been so docile.

"drive."

The horse galloped out, Qin Yuanming came out of the stable, looked at Mo Feng who was riding on the horse and laughed wantonly, and gradually overlapped him with that little figure in his mind.

Seeing Mo Feng go away on horseback, Qin Yuanming's eyes were full of panic, he wouldn't just leave, Qin Yuanming hurriedly mounted a horse, and chased in the direction where Mo Feng disappeared.

"Mo..." Just as he shouted, Qin Yuanming's voice suddenly stopped.

In the distance, under a big tree, Mo Feng leaned against him, lying comfortably under the big tree basking in the sun. The horse hung its head and ate green grass beside him. This scene was so beautiful.

Qin Yuanming jumped off the horse, lay softly beside Mo Feng, and embraced the body leaning on the tree trunk into his arms.

"I like it here."

"Ah."

Mo Feng closed his eyes and hummed lightly.

"After that day, I will often bring you here."

"Okay." He said softly.

Qin Yuanming hugged Mo Feng's shoulders and sniffed the fragrance in his hair.

"Whatever you like, I will find it for you. What you like to do, I will do it with you. Let's go and see the great rivers and mountains together?"

"..."

"I heard that you can see the roundest moon on Wangyue Mountain, but it's a pity that you can't see the moon in the rainy season."

"..." Mo Feng didn't answer, he closed his eyes tightly, and his breath was filled with a faint scent of ambergris, which was once so disgusting, but now it doesn't seem so disgusting.

Time passed quickly, the sky was getting dark, Qin Yuanming and Mo Feng drove back to the palace in a carriage.

The carriage moved very slowly, but for Qin Yuanming, it was a bit fast. How much he wished that time could stand still at this moment and stay in this beautiful picture.

The carriage was bumpy, Mo Feng didn't sleep all night yesterday, and he was really tired from riding a horse today, so he just fell asleep leaning against Qin Yuanming's arms, Qin Yuanming gently brushed the hair from his forehead.

"I know, you are Mo Feng and not Lan Huayue." He muttered to himself.

"But I'm so timid that I dare not expose it. You can treat me like this only if you wear the mask of Lanhuayue, right?" The soft eyes gradually dimmed.

"The real Mo Feng, is it the former prince who hated me to the bone, or this you..." Gently put his lips on Mo Feng's forehead.

"You are a catastrophe that I will never get through in my life, but I...but you are willing." He kissed gently, his movements cautious.

Not long after, the carriage stopped, and the eunuchs had been waiting outside the palace for a long time. Just as they were about to salute, the emperor hissed and hurriedly retreated covering their mouths.

Qin Yuanming picked up Mo Fengheng and walked towards the Anhe Palace, only to make the court ladies envious. It turned out that such a cruel and domineering emperor also has a gentle and careful side, but unfortunately, he doesn't like women.

That night, Mo Feng slept soundly. In his dream, he seemed to see a child. He smiled happily and called out.

"Xiao Mingzi, Xiao Mingzi..."

Sunlight fell on the sleeping cheeks on the bed through layers of veils, and the long and slightly curly eyelashes cast long shadows, like a fan of excellent texture, so exquisite that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"Are you dreaming?" A gentle voice sounded, Mo Feng's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was Qin Yuanming's almost perfect profile. He was sitting on the bed, holding a memorial in his hand, and the sunlight fell on him, making the man who was gloomy and deep in his eyes so dazzling at this moment that people couldn't take their eyes off. .

"You're awake." He gently stroked Mo Feng's hair.

Mo Feng was in a daze. He actually fell asleep in the carriage yesterday, and slept until the next morning, and...

He was still sleeping on Qin Yuanming's dragon couch, with his waist wrapped around him.

Mo Feng's eyes widened suddenly, and he retracted his hand on Qin Yuanming's waist, but was caught by a big palm. "Sleep for a while." Saying that, he put down Mo Feng's hand again.

Mo Feng's hand landed on Qin Yuanming's abdomen, which was much stronger than he imagined, with perfect eight-pack abs and a firm chest...

"Huh..." Qin Yuanming's breathing was a little rough, "If you touch it again, I really can't help it." His voice was hoarse.

Mo Feng's hand froze suddenly, and he quickly withdrew it, "I'll get up first." But just as he got up, Qin Yuanming embraced him in his arms, and gently kissed Mo Feng's neck.

"Stay by my side for the rest of my life, and you are not allowed to go anywhere, okay?" His voice was hoarse, with faint begging mixed in.

"The slave family is the nobleman of the emperor. If he is not with the emperor, where can he go?"

Qin Yuanming's body froze, and the kiss on Mo Feng's neck became more and more icy. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

What I want is not Blue Flower Moon, the only thing I want is you... Mo Feng...

What he wanted to say, but he didn't say it in his chest. The emperor who used to be so arbitrary was now afraid, his head was buried on Mo Feng's neck, and his hands around Mo Feng's waist tightened a bit.

Mo Feng turned his back to him and couldn't see the sadness in his eyes, but unfortunately, he is not Lan Huayue, nor is he such a gentle Qin Yuanming.

They each play their own roles and have their own positions. This illusory and beautiful dream will wake up sooner or later.