"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 219 The Emperor and the Dark Guard

A man in a bright yellow dragon robe sat behind the desk, his pair of handsome eyebrows never relaxed for a moment, and his deep eyes were filled with a blackness that was so thick that it could not be melted away.

Yunchu knew that Mo Chi's mood at the moment must be full of gloom. He had been a pawn for ten years, and until now, what he hated the most was being coerced.Yun Chu really wanted to relieve Mo Chi's worries, but he was destined not to intervene in this matter.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Chi told the group of ministers that there was no suitable candidate for the time being. Yun Chu was relieved, thinking that this matter would not be brought up again for the time being, but he did not expect that the group of ministers would act presumptuously after hearing Mo Chi's reply. He advocated that he held a talent show for him, and he was bound to be accepted as a concubine. What's more, in less than a month, Mo Chi, who was out of the palace, brought back a man who looked three points like him. Fu Xinyu, the prime minister's daughter, was made a noble concubine by an imperial decree.

Seeing the moment when the two held hands and looked at each other and smiled, Yun Chu felt his eyes darken for a while.

Yun Chu, who was hurt by love, began to avoid Mo Chi, but the man seemed to be against him. The more he avoided, the more he was forced by the other party. In the end, he was directly promoted to be his personal bodyguard, and he was with him every day. Eat and live together.

The imperial concubine and the emperor were unhappy because of the prime minister's matter, and the two began a cold war for a long time, and it was during this period that rumors began to spread in the palace, saying that Yun Chu was just regarded by the emperor as a It's just a substitute for the imperial concubine, a thing lying under a man and making fun, it's nothing.

The words were extremely unpleasant, but Yun Chu just wanted to laugh when he heard it.The cold war between the emperor and the imperial concubine was fake, but his double was real. Everything was just planned by that man.

Someone in the palace wanted to harm the noble concubine, and Mo Chi couldn't bear to put his beloved in danger, so he pushed him out and made him a target.

If it were anyone who was so used by the one he loves, he would have wished to kill him long ago, but Yun Chu was not, even if Mo Chi broke his heart time and time again, he was still there when the other party needed him Foolishly, he got up, and then his face was disfigured in a fire, and even his throat was damaged by the thick smoke.

Yunchu knew that Concubine Yun sent someone to set fire to the fire in Qixia Palace. The purpose was to get rid of Fu Xinyu who took away all the emperor's favor. On that day, the raging fire lit up half of the sky, and there was chaos outside Qixia Palace, and the houses were burning. The crackling sounded one after another, and the cries for help and cries were mixed together.

Both the palace people and the Imperial Forest Army rushed to put out the fire, but unfortunately the fire was so intense that they were helpless for a while. Someone shouted loudly that the imperial concubine was still inside. Yun Chu looked at Mo Chi, who was being tightly protected by the Imperial Forest Army, and suddenly changed. It was the first time he saw an emotion called "fear" on a man's face.

Yun Chu looked at Mo Chi and wanted to rush in like crazy, and called the imperial concubine's name heartbreakingly.Yun Chu heard the sound of his heart breaking into pieces.

He wet his clothes with water, and then rushed into the flames before everyone could react.

The hanging beam above the head let out an overwhelmed shenyin under the licking of the tongue of fire, and then broke suddenly, splashing sparks all over the place, thick smoke billowing in the room and heat waves billowing, Yun Chu squinted his eyes and patrolled around, calling for the noble concubine loudly, finally In the corner, she found Fu Xinyu whose legs were crushed by a fallen cabinet.

He spent a lot of effort to rescue the person, and then helped him to go out. Everything was going smoothly, but he didn't expect that the person stopped when he was only one step out of the threshold, and then turned around. Looking at him, those eyes that were very similar to his were full of resentment and viciousness.

The other party smiled at him, and his sweet and gentle voice sounded like a ghost from hell: "For the sake of your desperate efforts to save me, you should stay here forever!"

Shock flashed in Yunchu's eyes. Before he could speak, he was pushed away with a force. Behind him was a raging fire that could incinerate everything. In front of him was the beautiful and gorgeous face of a woman. It collapsed, blocking the only exit.

The fire lasted for a long time, Yun Chu didn't die, but half his life was lost.The hideous scar on his left face and his hoarse voice are the traces left by the fire.

The half-dream and half-awake Yun Chu was lying on the soft quilt, and heard the footsteps around him stop and stop. In the night when the wound was painful, he heard a man calling his name one after another in a trance, begging him to wake up. It was affectionate, and his voice was choked up, but after waking up, he realized that it was just a dream of his own. The maid who took care of him said that the emperor was always by the side of the frightened imperial concubine, never leaving her.

When I saw Mo Chi again, it was half a month later. At that time, the wound on his face had just started to scab. It was very hot in summer, and the burned place would become pus and inflamed if he didn't pay attention.Most of Yunchu's face was wrapped in white gauze, and pink blood could be faintly seen through the gauze. In short, it made people lose their appetite.

The first thing the man said when he saw him was not to ask about his wound, but to sternly tell him to kneel down.

That voice that Yunchu thought was the best in the world was extremely cold at the moment, and Mo Chi scolded him harshly for being a hero for overreaching his capabilities.In the end, the other party bent down in front of him, and mercilessly pinched his chin with his big hand, forcing him to raise his head.

Yunchu saw the ugly, humble self in the dust in those dark eyes full of frost and anger, and he heard the man say to himself indifferently: "Your life was saved by me, from now on, You can only die for me!"

In the end, the other party flung his sleeves away, taking away Yunchu's last ray of light and warmth. Since then, Yunchu has become very resentful and reckless.

This time they went out for a private visit on microservices, but they didn't want anyone to know their whereabouts. The person who sent troops to chase them down was Yang Zhao, who was dispatched by Mo Chi and his family to the Northwest Desert a year ago. The other party secretly recruited soldiers everywhere, trying to kill himself Sit on the throne.

The writing of the information came to an abrupt end again here, and Mo Chi knew that, just like in the previous life, he had to find the answer by himself.

After reading the information, he trembled and let out a breath slowly, his whole lungs and heart were throbbing with pain. Thinking of Yun Chu's face he had seen in a trance before, Mo Chi finally understood why the system treated him so badly before. Say, it will be difficult.

He has already caused irreversible damage to Yunchu...

There was a slight sound of footsteps at the entrance of the cave, and Mo Chi turned his head to look, it was Yun Chu.

The clothes on the opponent's body were ragged, and there was a bark mask on the left side of his face. The bark was very fresh. At first glance, he could tell that it had just been cut from a certain tree. The bark was the size of a palm, and even the left eye covered.

Looking at Yunchu, Mo Chi felt his heart hurt even more. The pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat. , suddenly tilted his head, the red blood stained the withered yellow straw.