long old

The reason for the next family. "

During his speech, Wen Han's expression was flat, until he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help covering his face and weeping bitterly.

He was not crying for the beautiful story of the characters in the play, he was just annoyed and remorseful.Why did he choose to leave Changyue behind, obey his father's words, and go to the capital to seek fame and fortune.

He clearly agreed that he had stabilized his foundation over there, so he hurried back.

In the end, why on earth did you have to abandon so many before you would come back with them?

Wen Han had thought about it at the time, if he didn't come back, Chang Yue would be like an ordinary person, marry a wife and have children, and lead a normal bandit life.

When he came back, he realized that this person was really "one scoop for three thousand weak waters", and he couldn't help it after all.

The most hurtful word in the world is not "love", but "love without knowing", which is too late to regret.

Seeing Wen Han crying like that, Rong Mo basically affirmed his guess.

From the very beginning, he suspected that the purpose of Wen Han's return was that a small official who had just established a solid foundation in the capital would not be willing to leave the capital so soon.

As soon as Wen Han heard that he was going to Zhaoyuan, he agreed without hesitation, without any intention of evading.This is almost impossible for normal officials to do.

That's why Rong Mo thought that even though Wen Han couldn't stand on his shoulders or lift his hands, at least he would be of some use.Unexpectedly, it came true here.

Rong Mo was worried that the foreigners detained by Zou Ming had no one in command, and no one in the Hanlin Academy was willing to stand by him.Now, it's all settled.

Rong Mo looked at Shao Yan, and asked inadvertently, "What about after the interrogation?"

Shao Yan was startled, and after careful consideration, he took out a small bottle that had been hanging around his neck before, and replied seriously: "Give him back the ashes of the village owner. This has always been the village owner's last wish. Therefore, No matter how hateful that person is, I have to complete the task."

Wen Han suddenly raised his head, stared blankly at the bottle of ashes, and suddenly murmured: "Chang Guhong."

☆, shake the city (pick up the land)

Hearing Wen Han say the name, Shao Yan's face changed, and he hurried forward, grabbed his collar, and asked eagerly: "Do you know our village master, do you know something? Are you ready?" talk!"

Shao Yan shook his not-so-strong body desperately, but Wen Han didn't seem to notice it. He just stared at the transparent glass bottle obsessively, and suddenly grabbed his hand, and looked at him beggingly: " Can you give him to me, can you give him back to me? Will you?"

I even lost him, and I don't want to miss even the last thought about him.

Shao Yan was startled, and just about to say the words of refusal, he saw his familiar eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse for a moment.

But he promised the village master that he must hand him over to that scholar Wen, how could he break the contract?

Thinking of this, Shao Yan hardened his heart again, and replied, "I'm sorry, I must hand it over to that scholar named Wen. So, please forgive me for rejecting your request."

After hearing what he said, Wen Han didn't care about any tasks or not, and quickly said: "I am the scholar named Wen."

He paused for a moment, and then continued: "My surname is Wen, my name is Han, and my style is Hanzhou. The ashes in your hands belong to my lover. His surname is Chang Mingyue, and his style name is Guhong.

"Father was falsely accused by the current city lord and replaced him, and he was given to death. He was so angry at the time, he simply took the family servants to rob the treasures of the city lord's mansion, burned it again, and took them up the mountain to become bandits. gone."

"He has had a loved one since he was a child, and he is Mr. Wen from the neighbor Xiucai's family. Their family is not far behind, and Wen Xiucai sent Mr. Wen to Beijing for the exam."

"When the two parted, Mr. Wen made an agreement with him that as soon as he came back, he was ready to get married. But when Mr. Wen returned to his hometown, he saw that it was just a dilapidated cottage. He didn't dare to speak out, for fear of knowing that his lover The news of the tragic death. I had to leave quietly."

"Is that enough?"

During the process of his narration, Wen Han's expression remained calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, only his starry eyes were surprisingly bright, staring stubbornly at Shao Yan's neck.

In fact, most of the crying in the world is moaning for nothing.Many things sound very sad at first glance, but in fact, there is nowhere to talk about them, so they are depressed.

Shao Yan listened blankly, then nodded slowly, enough, really enough.Not only was everything true, but it also made him unable to hate that scholar named Wen.

He just said, how could the village master's vision be so bad?Before he died, he still couldn't forget a person who didn't like him.

After all, human beings are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. If you keep giving so firmly, you will be treated with indifference, and you will be tired.After that, it will give up.

Shao Yan took off the pendant in silence, and gently placed it on Wen Han's hands.

Wen Han couldn't help but have red eyes, clenched the small bottle in his hand, and burst into tears.

What kind of absurd thing did he do to be willing to leave that idiot who didn't know how to speak?Obviously at the end, he would rather keep everything to himself, and was reluctant to say a word of blame.

How lucky was he to meet such a person.

There will always be someone in the world who will make you feel that everything is not worthy of him.Even when you give your sincerity, you still feel fearful.

Rong Mo swallowed the last piece of barbecue, stood up suddenly, sprinkled a circle of sand on the fire, stomped out the last spark with his boots, and said, "We should go."

Wen Han looked at him, and called softly: "My lord, I..."

Rong Mo suddenly showed a warm smile, lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, ""Doesn't Mr. Wen want to avenge Mr. Chang and clear up his grievances for Mr. Chang?"

After hearing his words, Wen Han's eyes were filled with eager light, but they turned cold in an instant.

He thought for a moment, then lowered his head, and softly refused: "Don't bother His Highness, I can solve it myself. I still have to avenge myself, and don't involve Your Highness."

It was also rare for Rong Mo to be rejected so bluntly by others, his smile froze, but he quickly returned to normal.

Rong Mo asked back: "Does Mr. Wen think that Gu is willing to help you?"

Although Wen Han didn't know Rong Mo very well, he also knew that free help was unlikely.

Therefore, he just shook his head and refused: "No need, I don't think, and I don't need His Highness to care so much."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Rong Mo couldn't say anything more, but he really needed Wen Han, so he could only say, "Forget it, Gu will silently support Mr. Wen behind his back."

Wen Han: "Then thank you, Your Highness the Prince."

Shao Yan also bowed gratefully, but suddenly found that Wen Han's words were wrong, and repeated in disbelief: "Your Highness, are you His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

His Royal Highness also turned his head stiffly, it was rare that he wanted to deny his identity so much, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it!"

His Royal Highness didn't realize what was wrong with what he blurted out at all, although this was the first time he swears foul words happily, it feels pretty good.However, compared to these, it is more important that one's identity was exposed for no reason.

Shao Yan's expression changed from disbelief to horror, and then to nervousness.

Rong Mo was a little funny, but he could roughly deduce what he was thinking.

It's nothing more than: Mommy, this ordinary young man in front of me is actually His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Although I had already guessed about his identity before, I didn't expect him to be so prominent.

No, why did a royal family suddenly come to Zhaoyuan City and find themselves? Why?Could it be that I did something wrong?

I don't seem to have done anything, except for cheating and abducting the village owner's candy.By the way, did I offend him before and call him a "thief".What should I do?I won't be convicted for this.

Rong Mo was a little amused by his own imagination, and couldn't help chuckling.

Shao Yan was startled, reviewed his mental journey, and couldn't stop laughing.

The two teenagers who were almost the same, smiled so purely that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

Wen Han couldn't help showing a faint smile.

Mo Xuan slightly hooked his lips, his already fair complexion turned paler.

He lowered his eyebrows, stared at his slender fingers without any trace, closed his eyes lightly, and let out a foul breath.

No, hold on for a while, and it's over.So, absolutely not...

"Ziqing!" Rong Mo turned around, his smiling expression froze, and immediately changed to worry and fear, and even a flash of cowardice.

I don't know if Shao Yan's eyes were dazzled, but he seemed to see a drop of tears flowing out of his eyes silently.He blinked, and found that Rong Mo's expression was becoming more and more difficult for him to understand.

Rong Mo just had a gloomy face, helped Mo Xuan who had fallen to the ground, searched for the wound on his body, and finally found a wound in his palm that had been soaked in venom, and even started to solidify.

It was exactly the same as the wound marks he found on Wang Jianshan's body before.

Rong Mo felt that his heart stopped beating at that moment, and his blood began to freeze.

After another three seconds, Rong Mo slapped himself severely, forcing himself to recover from the trance.

He closed his sore eyes, and said softly: "It's impossible for him to have an accident. I haven't made him the regent yet, and he hasn't watched Mo Qiuliang get married yet. Also, we haven't married yet... .”

Rong Mo opened his eyes, and his eyes had regained clarity.If you look closely, you can see the bloodshot eyes hidden deep in his eyes, mixed with his blackened pearls, which is extraordinarily terrifying.

Rong Mo groped for Mo Xuan's hand, recalling the temporary detoxification method taught by Huang Tengzhong: the first step is to tie the wound tightly with a cloth strip.

Rong Mo ruthlessly tore off his clothes, even if only the thin inner was left.He frowned, took off his middle coat, and divided it into strips with Jiao Shi.

The strip of cloth was tightly wrapped around Mo Xuan's hands a few times, and then tied into a knot again.

Step [-]: As far as possible, seal the acupuncture points of the whole body to avoid the spread of poison. "This move may cause a state of suspended animation."

Rong Mo's fingers quickly touched several important acupuncture points on Mo Xuan's body, only to be shocked to find that these acupuncture points had already been sealed.Moreover, it didn't look like it was sealed by human power, but it seemed like it was controlled by the substances accumulated in his body as soon as it entered his body.

Rong Mo pursed his lips, and gave up the idea of ​​looking into it, no matter what it is, as long as it can save him.

As long as he can come back alive, no matter what it will become, he will not be afraid.

The worst thing is hemiplegia, mental dementia, and becoming a disabled person with only consciousness, inability to move, and talk, and he is willing to support him.In this way, it would be better, and he would not have to worry about him leaving.

This is something he has been experiencing all his life, so he never expects a long time, only looks at the present.

At that time, even if he wanted to leave, he would force him to stay.

No, now is not the time to mention these.Rong Mo shook his head vigorously, thinking about the next step.

What's the third step?It seems to seek medical treatment within an hour of poisoning, otherwise there is no way to recover.

Rong Mo's face turned pale, even if he didn't think about it, he knew that he had already missed the time.

Now, what else to do?

Rong Mo desperately searched for useful information in his memory, but there was none.

He closed his eyes in despair, there must be something else.Mo Xuan was able to hold on for an extra hour for no reason, so there must be other ways.

But what would that be?

He remembered—Rong Mo suddenly opened his eyes and picked up Jiao Shi.

Wen Han thought that His Highness the Crown Prince was out of his mind, so he wanted to seek death in despair, so he went with the Seventh Prince.

He was about to open his mouth to stop it, but found that His Royal Highness just made a cut on his left wrist, and blood spattered out.

Rong Mo frowned nonchalantly, pushed back his clothes, and looked at the blood flowing out with disgust.

He has always felt that his blood is dirty, but now, it is his own unclean blood that can save the noblest person in his heart, which is really a great irony.

Rong Mo smiled self-deprecatingly, gently parted Mo Xuan's lips, and patiently dripped blood into his mouth.

The speed of blood flow is much slower than Rong Mo imagined, but the further you get to the back, the more difficult it will be.

Rong Mo squeezed his hand impatiently to make the blood flow faster.

Mo Xuan's lips were already stained red by the overflowing blood, and he couldn't even swallow it in his mouth.Rong Mo leaned down helplessly, and kissed his lips, pushing the blood with the tip of his tongue.

Tsk, mouthful of rust.His own blood was really bad enough to drink, but somehow it was useful.

Rong Mo was satisfied to find that his blood was swallowed by him, but he didn't realize that his wound was still bleeding, which almost wet Mo Xuan's white clothes.

Rong Mo straightened up, his hair was loose, and he was about to carry Mo Xuan behind his back and drive down the mountain.Unexpectedly, when I was standing together, my eyes turned black, and I fell directly to the ground.

"His Royal Highness!"

When Rong Mo woke up, he found himself sitting alone in the dark. He only knew that he was having a long and meaningless dream.

Rong Mo doesn't like to dream, because dreams have nothing to do with reality.As long as you are good at distinguishing, it will not have much impact on reality.

It's also a dream, those who don't want to sleep will wake up soon; those who don't want to face reality will choose to sink into it, unable to extricate themselves.

Coincidentally, Rong Mo belongs to the former type of person.What's more, there are still people waiting for him in reality.So, he didn't even want to stop dreaming.

Suddenly, a faint beam of light lit up, which only made people tremble.Immediately afterwards, the whole world lit up.

Rong Mo squinted uncomfortably, and looked at the mountain in the distance. A round sun was reclining on the foot of the mountain, and the orange light was shining on the earth, as if it was slowly rising.

This is at sunset, Rong Mo suddenly had this idea.

This is the East Palace, or Fengyi Palace.Rong Mo couldn't recognize it, even though he rarely forgot any accidents and memories in his memory, he really couldn't remember clearly.Rong Mo hates this kind of uncertainty.

The scene changed again, and Rong Mo found himself sitting in the bedroom, with a child with a delicate face lying beside him, his facial features hadn't fully developed yet, but he could see how handsome he would be in the future.

On the other hand, Rong Mo looked indifferent, looking at the child in disgust, and stretched out his hand to grab his face.

But his hands passed through his face, Rong Mo remembered that he was dreaming.Trapped in a dream, there is nothing to do.

Rong Mo changed himself into a relatively comfortable position, half propped his chin, and waited for the dream to develop.

A person suddenly appeared at the door of the room, a tall and burly woman, definitely not his mother.She was wearing a lotus flower dress, swaying and shining, holding a small porcelain bowl in her hand.

Tsk, here we go again.Looking at himself with an impatient expression, Rong Mo couldn't help but let out the same exclamation in his heart.

Rong Mo knew that the woman was sent by his father to assassinate him.

Everyone thought that after the death of the queen mother, the father was in great grief, and he loved his only son in every possible way; those who were closest to him knew that the emperor almost killed him, and thanks to the dissuasion of several ministers, he escaped the catastrophe .

In fact, they all guessed wrong.The emperor really wanted to kill him, but he ordered him to force his father, so he didn't follow his wish.

The habit of Zhiguo is: the prince is not allowed to study in the pavilion before the age of 12.Therefore, during those two years, Rong Mo was equivalent to being imprisoned in the East Palace in disguise by the emperor, and served by a woman from the Western Regions.

To say it was "serving" was actually to be murdered in a disguised form.The daily beatings did not torment him to death, so he simply changed a method, using the method of recuperation, poisoning his daily soup, chronically, it was still useless.

So, on the last day, she finally chose the poison that is said to be absolutely dead.

Rong Mo sat leisurely at the side, because he would not die, he had already experienced this, and he was not afraid at the time, and he was even less nervous now.

What's more, Wei Xian finally came.

The prince drank the decoction in one gulp.

"Now, it's time to die."

"It's a pity I'm still alive."

Rong Mo opened his eyes, and saw a person with long hair snaking, sitting on the head of his bed, and called out in a daze: "Mother."

The author has something to say: Actually, the principle here is the antibody.Most of it is nonsense, you must not believe it.

Also, His Royal Highness's thoughts are really dangerous.

☆, shake the city (pick up seven)

The man turned his head, and Rong Mo saw his face clearly.

There was no look of disappointment on his face, but he threw himself into his arms with ecstasy, pressed his neck, and sucked his lips.

Not a simple kiss, just a bite, a gentle bite with no skill at all.It was as if he was desperately trying to confirm his existence, almost crushing Mo Xuan into his flesh and blood, and sinking into his arms for the rest of his life.

Mo Xuan was pressed on the bed by him, unable to resist, so he was forced to raise his head and accept him.

Rong Mo closed his eyes, tasted a little salty taste, and didn't know who cried first.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Mo heard Mo Xuan's panting, as well as his heart beating like a drum, beating loudly.

Rong Mo touched his face, only to realize that his face was also full of tears, and he felt dazed.

Mo Xuan wiped the tears from his face, let go of his cold face, straightened Rong Mo's messy clothes, and looked at Rong Mo.

Rong Mo also realized that the atmosphere had changed, so he got up quickly, sat obediently on the head of the bed, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and just stared at him like this.

Mo Xuan closed his eyes, let out a weak sigh, raised his hand, but it landed on Rong Mo's cheek unambiguously.

With a crisp sound of "click", Rong Mo's fair face quickly swelled up, and soon turned into an abnormal crimson red.

Rong Mo gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Mo Xuan raised his hand again, Rong Mo closed his eyes habitually, and there was another crisp applause.

Rong Mo opened his eyes, does it hurt?After looking at it, it was discovered that it had landed on Mo Xuan's face.

Mo Xuan's hair was also disheveled, and it fell loose on his shoulders, showing a pitiful look.

Mo Xuan lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't act cautiously, and it dragged you down. And you, for no reason, why bother to spoil yourself so much? With my broken body, how many days will I live?" Now, why do you have to desperately save me?"

Rong Mo almost laughed angrily at him, what nonsense are you talking about?I tried my best to save him, but this person is blaming him here, saying that he is a "spoiler"?

He pulled Mo Xuan's hand, raised it, and swung it down heavily, but stopped a few inches before the back of his hand, and held his hand instead.

Mo Xuan couldn't help but raised his head in doubt, and looked at Rong Mo.

Rong Mo said helplessly: "Look, I protect this person so much, even if he speaks nonsense and makes me angry, I can't bear to touch him. You are good, but I don't know how to punish you for speaking so rudely to him. .”

"I'm sorry." Mo Xuan was a little stunned after hearing what he said, so he had to repeat, "I'm sorry."

Rong Mo showed some pain, sat up, unintentionally involved his own wound, and couldn't help gasping.

As soon as Mo Xuan's expression moved, he wanted to lean over to check his wound.

Rong Mo deliberately missed his body, dodged his hand, and turned his head: "You know what I want to hear. If you don't want to say it, don't even think about talking to me."

He didn't want to beat him, didn't want to scold him, at most it was just losing his temper.However, it may not be too long to be angry, because he is also reluctant to be so cold with him.

Listening to his words, Mo Xuan felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. He stared blankly at his back, stared blankly for a moment, stretched out his hand, wanting to hug him from behind, but put it down again powerlessly.

But Rong Mo grabbed his hand and put it on his shoulder, still puffed up angrily, not talking to him.

Mo Xuan was amused by this move, put his head on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and said lazily in his ear: "Are you really angry?"

Rong Mo's ears softened, and he almost wanted to turn around and kill him directly, but considering that they were still in the Cold War period, he just nodded stiffly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Xuan smiled even more, and simply hooked his neck, bit the back of his neck gently, and said softly, "I was wrong."

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows pretendingly, accepting it, but he still asked, "What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't act rashly, scratch your own hand, and keep hiding it from the person you like." Mo Xuan cracked his fingers in an orderly manner, "Also, it hurt you, and you said something bad to the person you like. Enough gone?"

Rong Mo reluctantly waved his hand, nodded, pulled his chin neither lingering nor tender, kissed him, lazily pressed on his body, clasped his hands, and climbed his waist.

He took Mo Xuan's hand, put it on his lips, and said softly, "Go to sleep, good night."

Even though he hates dreaming, when he thinks of the person he is sleeping with at the moment, he will feel a good night's sleep, and it doesn't matter whether the dream is long or short.

Mo Xuan also closed his eyes. He didn't want to sleep at first, but the moment was so beautiful and peaceful, it made people forget the hustle and bustle and troubles of the mortal world, and concentrate on seclusion.

As he thought about it, his nerves that had been tense for a long time relaxed.People are also drowsy, falling into a dream like this.

Wen Han quietly opened the door of the guest room, saw the two sleeping in each other's arms, couldn't help but smiled knowingly, gently tucked the quilt for them, and walked out of the room.

Shao Yan was pacing nervously at the door at this time. When he saw Wen Han coming out, he hurried up to greet him, and asked anxiously, "How is it? Are the Crown Prince and the young master okay?"

The sadness on Wen Han's face eased a bit, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all good. Fortunately, the blood of His Royal Highness can detoxify the poison on the arrow, otherwise the Seventh Prince would..."

Wen Han was also scared for a while when he said it, but fortunately when they reached the halfway up the mountain, Shan Fan's guards rushed back in time, and panicked when they saw the two of them pale and panting with their two noble masters on their backs.

Immediately, he quickly regained his senses, carried His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on his back, and helped him to pull the Seventh Prince's hand away, and directed the two people who were in a mess down the mountain.

As soon as Wei Yan saw them coming back, he hurriedly dragged them to see the doctor, tossing and tossing until the second half of the night before everything settled.

Now, Shan Fan has already returned to his room to rest, and Wei Yan has also gone out to investigate the situation and spy on the information. Only Wen Han and Shao Yan, who are worried, are still waiting for them to wake up. .

Shao Yan crossed his arms and stood on the steps on the second floor of the inn, leaning against the wall, staring at Wen Han's face, staring at him a little uncomfortable. After a long time, he finally choked out a sentence: "You really Is it Mrs. Zhaizhu?"

Wen Han was also taken aback, shrugged, with a bit of helplessness on his face: "Probably. He wanted to build a cottage since he was a child, which is far better than going to Beijing to take the exam, gain fame, and then inherit the position of Changcheng Lord, and fulfill his parents' responsibilities. wish.

"As a result, before he had a showdown with the city lord, he was slandered by Zou Ming. The whole family died tragically except for him. He burned down his mansion with a few servants alone. Before he became a bandit, he made the bandit angry Learned a lot."

"Speaking of which, I'm not married to him, so naturally I can't be called his wife."

Seeing how lonely he was, Shao Yan couldn't help but tell him one thing, something he had promised that person that he would never say: "The Walled Lord once placed a memorial tablet in a mourning hall. Father's. He arranged the mourning hall as a wedding room, covered with red silk.

"For the past two years, every time this happened, the village master would lock himself in this room, put on a wedding dress, drink cup after cup of wine, knelt on the ground, and chanted to the memorial tablet."

"I sneaked in out of curiosity. The village master was so drunk that time, he stared at the wall and whispered your name. In his heart, you had already married him."

The corners of Wen Han's eyes turned red, he turned around, and suddenly called his name: "Shao Yan, right?"

Shao Yan didn't expect that he would suddenly call his name, and nodded in a panic. Then he thought that his back was facing him and he couldn't see him, so he replied: "Yes."

Wen Han said in a hurry: "It's too late, go back and rest. I'll go first too."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly walked away along the long corridor, and stumbled back to his room.

He didn't cry, didn't dare to cry, and didn't have the right to cry.The people he could rely on moved away one by one, and then death deprived him of the right to live in his world.

He doesn't want to be numb, and he can't be disappointed, so he can only go on alone.

The next morning, in the guest room——

When Rong Mo woke up, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to hug the man beside him, but only touched the cold air.

What about people?Not on the bed, nor in the guest room.

He woke up in an instant, got out of bed in a hurry, and ran out of the guest room without even putting on a piece of clothes.

Mo Xuan happened to be holding the breakfast for the two of them, and opened the door.

Rong Mo was startled, took the wooden plate in his hand, put it on the table, then turned around, embraced him, held his long hair with his left hand, wrapped his right hand around his waist, and kissed him delicately. behind the ear.

Mo Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then embraced him with his backhand, and let him kiss.

He has always had an indifferent attitude towards kissing and hugging, and he doesn't have too many needs. As long as Rong Mo likes it, he won't be too hard on it.

Rong Mo moved down his neck, kissed him intimately, and bit his shoulder again, until some blood dripped out, before touching it with the tip of his tongue.

Mo Xuan's ears turned red, and then began to burn hot again, but he was reluctant to push away the boy in his arms.They embraced tightly, even he could clearly feel Rong Mo's trembling, it was like dreaming.

On weekdays, what a strong child, but now... alas.

Mo Xuan was pushed against the door by him, his hands were also suppressed by him, and he couldn't move. Rong Mo's clothes had been picked up by the collar early on, revealing his collarbone. He was pale and thin, but not lacking in beauty.

Rong Mo caressed his bony collarbone, and kissed it lightly, hot tears fell one after another.

When Mo Xuan fell down, he didn't cry; when he did come back to life, he didn't cry either.But when he really stood in front of him intact, he couldn't restrain his tears.

Mo Xuan's clothes were tightly held in his hands, he held his face, kissed his forehead and tears, and coaxed him softly: "Don't cry, I..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly became speechless.Mo Xuan couldn't promise him a promise that he couldn't keep, and he also couldn't keep himself from getting hurt, and he wouldn't say "I'll protect you from now on".

Fortunately, Rong Mo didn't need him to make any important promises, he just said in a hoarse voice with red eyes, "I don't need you to make any promises, because what we are going to do cannot be safe and sound. I just want you to be sure of one thing: there are still many chances of getting hurt in the future, and I can't get out of it every time.

"So, you have to think about two things: one is whether you want to continue walking with me, I will not be a competent lover, many things, as long as you don't tell me, I won't ask."

"Two: If it is, please remember it for me. When you are injured in the future, when you are in danger, you'd better think about whether I am the one you love. If the answer is 'yes', give it to me. I think twice. Because if something happens to you, it will implicate my heart in danger together."

"So, you have to protect yourself for me. If something like this happens again..."

"I'll find a place where no one can find me, lock you there, and then... kill you!"

The young man is still in the stage of changing his voice, and the words he speaks carry some indescribable insidiousness and threats.But Mo Xuan seemed to have heard the most beautiful love words, even his eyebrows and eyes brightened a little.

He replied without hesitation: "I will."

Rong Mo nodded very seriously, and said in a low voice, "That's good. Now, can we perform our duties as lovers?"

He raised his head, with a clear and innocent smile, before he could answer, he hooked his chin and kissed him.

He used extremely light force, cautiously, as if facing a lost and recovered treasure.

He is fragile glass, he would not even dare to touch it on weekdays, but now, because of other people's recklessness, he has to go through the door of hell, which is really infuriating.

Shan Fan stayed outside the door, holding Bai Chen's letter in his hand. For the first time in his life, he felt an urge to resign.

The author has something to say: (collapsed) His Royal Highness is already attacking this chapter, don't ask me why the Seventh Prince is more offensive than His Highness.

☆, Shaking the City ([-])

Rong Mo let go of Mo Xuan's chin, and stroked Mo Xuan's reddish lips with his hand. When Mo Xuan was out of breath, he clasped his hand tightly, and shouted to the door without looking back: "Shan Fan, come in." Bar."

Mo Xuan couldn't help covering his face, his ears were red, and he sat down with Rong Mo.Rong Mo didn't sit still, resting his head on his shoulder, with one hand over his left shoulder, playing with the end of his hair.

Shan Fan came in from the door procrastinatingly, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual in the circle, he breathed a sigh of relief and took out Bai Chen's letter from his sleeve.

Rong Mo glanced at the signature on the envelope, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes: "Read it quickly."

Shan Fan looked troubled, Rong Mo understood, took the envelope in his hand, and read it to Mo Xuan in a low voice: "Your Highness, I have arrived at Langqing Village and successfully ambushed here. The guard of Langqing Village The precautions are all very vigilant and strict, and after nightfall, you are not allowed to go out rashly, I managed to sneak out of the bedroom to look for the food, but found..."

At nightfall, in Langqing Village——

During the day, Bai Chen changed shifts for three days with a bodyguard whose mother was seriously ill and hurried back to the city, and explained the situation to a few bandits who were watching the night together, so he logically took the place of that person and got a job. Opportunity to watch the night.

In fact, according to Bai Chen's understanding of Langqing Village in the past few days, the bandits who just went up the mountain and happened to have a good thing going up the mountain will not be allowed to participate in the night watch.

After all, the heart of harming others cannot always be there, the heart of defense must always be kept.

Who knows if the person who went up the mountain at this time would be the relatives and friends of the poor passer-by in the previous village, who came to avenge him after hearing the sad experience of relatives and friends?

So Bai Chen had no choice but to praise his good luck.Although he was deceived and abducted by His Highness the Crown Prince to do things on weekdays, and it was not flattering at critical times, it was still useful in the end.

However, Bai Chen couldn't help being suspicious.Those who descend the mountain at this time will not look like people who are sheltering from the limelight.

What's more, the bandits who go up the mountain are usually relatives who have died, and they usually don't rush back to the city to visit them.Moreover, that person's acquaintance was not in the city, and in Bai Chen's eyes, that posture became like a suspicious person who tipped the news.

Bai Chen also kept an eye on it.When the man came down the mountain, he knocked him unconscious, and searched his carry-on luggage. There was not much difference, only an ordinary letter from home.

The handwriting was obviously written by a weak woman, and the content of the letter was also the same as the reason that the man said when he changed shifts with him.

There are a few things that made him suspicious: he remembered to bring his mother's favorite gift, but Bai Chen rummaged through him for a long time, but couldn't find anything special, and because of the sunset, he had to return to the village to prepare for the night watch.

He retracted his wandering thoughts, picked up his weapon, and walked out.His Royal Highness originally said that he would go to Langqing Village today and complete all the tasks, disaster relief and bandit suppression.

As a result, later today, Bai Chen received a letter from Shan Fan Feige:

"The prince was poisoned, and His Highness the Crown Prince fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, so he is temporarily unable to come. You are on standby at any time, and when His Highness the Crown Prince wakes up, prepare to carry out the mission immediately."

Bai Chen was suddenly worried, but because of the order, he had to stay in the cottage.

Bandit patrols can't be called interesting, but they can't be called tedious either, so Bai Chen has to complete this "imposition"