"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

The fox who had gone away went back again, Mo Chi's eyes were full of surprise, but what surprised him even more was yet to come.The little fox raised its claws with its sharp nails retracted, and softly touched Mochi's face with its pink pads, then broke free from his embrace and jumped to the ground, transforming itself into a A handsome young man in white clothes, with white hair and two small white ears on his head, smiled crookedly at him.

Mo Chi: "..."

The little boy looked at him, and said crisply: "Mochi Mochi, I'm here to repay my kindness."

After living for 20 years, Mo Chi never thought that one day the vixen in the storybook would appear in front of him, and, moreover, would come to repay his favor.

It took Mo Chi three full days to believe that the little fox he had rescued from the hunter was a vixen who had been practicing for 600 years and had his own name, Yunchu.

Yun Chu said that he had saved him, and he would promise to save his life with his body, so he came to be his bride.

Sitting in front of the wooden table, Mo Chi looked at the young man who was burying his head in the chicken leg, still feeling a little unreal. The young man in front of him had pure eyes without any trace of impurity, and his smile was full of innocence and ignorance. The goblins who specialize in sucking human energy are completely different. Mo Chi even doubts whether the other party is a goblin. Otherwise, how could he be like this, showing his identity in front of him without any scruples?

"Yunchu, who told you that you have to give your life to save your life?" Mo Chi looked at the young man and asked.

Yun Chu replied without raising his head: "Yangu, it's also said in the book."

Mo Chi frowned when he heard his words, but he didn't realize that he cared about Yanggu in the young man's mouth.

After nibbling the chicken leg in his hand, Yun Chu licked his fingertips, feeling a little unsatisfied, raised his head and saw the expression on his face, and then paused.

"Mo Chi, do you not like me and don't want me to be your bride?" Yun Chu asked him.

The young man simply asked the doubts in his heart. Mo Chi looked at him, and the white and tender face of the other party became oily from gnawing on chicken legs. Flowers reveal an invisible temptation.

The man's Adam's apple moved up and down, feeling a little thirsty.

The young man didn't know what liking was, and he didn't even know that the bride had to be a woman, but at this moment, Mo Chi suddenly didn't want him to understand.

Mo Chi knew that he was not a good person, he didn't have the sourness and rigidity of a scholar, and he could even disregard common sense. A bride is a bride. Now that he came, if he wanted to regret it later, he would never let him go... …

After making up his mind to think about it, Mo Chi stopped being entangled, and he and Yun Chu lived together in this small thatched cottage.

The life of one more person has not changed from before. If there is, it is probably that he is not as lonely as before, and there is always a crisp voice calling him: "Ah Chi, today's meal is delicious." eat."

"Achi, look, I caught a pheasant, can I add some vegetables tonight?"

"Achi, Achi, look, this is my drawing of you, how about it, isn't it pretty?"

"Achi, I made a lot of money selling paintings today, can I have a bunch of candied haws?"

……

The young man's crisp voice with boundless vitality accompanied him through spring, autumn, winter and summer, and then accompanied him to Beijing to rush for the exam during the fall.

The two suffered a lot along the way, drank rainwater, and ate wild fruits. Mo Chi looked at the young man whose hair had turned black and his chin had lost a lot of weight, and the pity in his eyes almost overwhelmed him. While hiding from the rain in the dilapidated inn, Mo Chi hugged him tightly and promised him: "In this life, I, Mo Chi, will never let you down. When I am in high school, I will definitely marry you with red makeup, Yun Chu." , you wait for me."

Yun Chu rested his chin on the man's shoulder, listened to his words, "giggled" and nodded with his pretty eyes.

After entering Beijing, the exam was held as scheduled. After the exam, Yun Chu, who was obediently waiting at the inn, didn't ask the man how he did in the exam, because he trusted him. As expected, when the ranking day was released, the name hanging at the top of the list was Mo Late.

Mo Chi and two or three others who were in the inn were summoned into the palace by an imperial decree. Yun Chu watched the other party walk into the direction of the sedan chair and left, leaning against the window with his chin in his hand, waiting for the man to come back and realize what he said before. However, he did not expect that what was waiting in the end was the marriage contract between the other party and the princess.

Mo Chi became the number one scholar, became the most popular person in front of the emperor, had his own mansion, had countless servants to command, and never had to live through the difficult days before, but Yun Chu couldn't be happier at all. .

The man took him into the mansion and set up a courtyard for him alone, but he rarely came to see him, and every time he came, it was in the dead of night.

He never let outsiders know about the relationship between them. Yunchu lay in his arms many times, raised his head and asked him: "When will you marry me as your bride?" The man always said quickly, soon.

So Yun Chu believed it, until the graceful woman with exquisite eyebrows and eyes entered the Zhuangyuan's mansion, and went in and out with Mo Chi, Yun Chu looked at the way the other was booing and asking for warmth, as if struck by lightning.

Mo Chi was getting married, Shili Hongzhuang was not marrying him, but the most beloved princess of the day.

Yun Chu didn't believe what he saw, he only believed what Mo Chi said, so he ran to the other's study, pointed at the man and questioned him, but unexpectedly, he was bumped into by the princess, who looked at the two of them in astonishment, and then glanced at him. Turned over, and finally passed out, the imperial doctor in the palace rushed over, and after some rescue, he was rescued.

In order to reassure the princess, Mo Chi finally drove Yunchu out of the mansion.

Yunchu was heartbroken, but he didn't go far after leaving. He sold all his valuables and bought a small house behind Mochi's mansion, one wall away, and lived there. He still had the last glimmer of hope in his heart. He always believed that Mo Chi had his own reasons. One day, he would come back to find him, so he waited and waited and waited. After half a year, the one who came was a man The married princess' wife, with a Taoist priest, blocked him at the door with his handwritten letter.

It was only then that Yunchu realized that the noble woman in front of her was suffering from a heart disease. If she wanted to be cured, she needed a miracle medicine, and the medicine in it was his heart.

The woman threw the paper in her hand to him. Yun Chu looked at it, and it was written in the man's vigorous and powerful handwriting. He was the one who found the Taoist priest, and he was the one who said that he took the heart, and he mentioned it...

Yun Chu didn't believe that the man who hugged him to sleep every night in the small broken house, warmed his feet in winter nights, and always looked at him with a doting smile on his face, would treat him like this, he didn't believe it!

Yun Chu looked at him coldly in front of him, a woman with a superior and mocking expression, couldn't think of anything, just wanted to ask a man to clarify, but Taoist priests had already set up formations around him, and he couldn't escape.

When Yun Chu was pierced through his body with a mahogany sword and gouged out his heart, what Yun Chu was thinking was Mo Chi's name.

Yun Chu, who had transformed into his original form, slammed into the ground fiercely. The original white light had already been stained with blood, and it was sticky and dirty. He tried to open his eyes, but all he could see was a spider on the top of his head. The beams of the net, and the ferocious smile of the woman...