"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 235 The Emperor and the Dark Guard

At that moment, the four eyes met. Not only did God's heartbeat fluctuate first, but Mo Chi lowered his eyes and looked at those beautiful and clear eyes. The sunshine in spring is even more dazzling.

On the way back, the carriage drove forward silently, the dark wheels left two long marks in the white snow.

In the carriage, Mo Chi and Yun Chu sat side by side, their hands and index fingers intertwined, and neither of them relaxed.

The atmosphere was quiet.

Mo Chi tilted his head, and glanced at Yun Chu who bowed his head and only left him with a side profile, his eyes were gentle and deep.

It was such a gaze again, even if Yunchu could pretend not to see it, he couldn't ignore it, especially when he decided to try to trust the person beside him.

No one knows how much courage Yunchu took to make this decision. His master always said that he was stubborn. In the beginning, in order to help Mo Chi, he resolutely turned around and entered the Dark Guard Camp. Later, he fell in love with him. For Mo Chi, even though the other party only used him as a stand-in, he still fell in love with him silently for many years. Later, he became discouraged and retreated to the most suitable position. Now, he decided to try to trust the other party again.It is true that he accepts dead truths with a single muscle, but he understands every paragraph of truth very clearly, and he does not regret it when he understands it.

It is actually a very risky thing to try to trust a person who once made him hurt and sad, but Yunchu doesn't feel scared at all, just take it, take it as a gamble for himself, if he wins the bet, he can live forever With the one you love, you lose the bet...

Yun Chu blinked, his slightly trembling eyelashes concealed the fragility in his eyes.If you lose, you lose. Before meeting Mo Chi, he was alone. If he lost, he would just change back to his solitary self.

The fingers of the hand he was holding were pinched lightly. Yun Chu came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Mo Chi.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Chi looked at him and spoke softly, with a low and gentle voice.

Yun Chu shook his head: "It's nothing."

Mo Chi looked at him quietly, and after a long time, he reached out to wrap his arms around the man's shoulders, hugging him into his arms, and gently rested his chin on the man's forehead.

Yun Chu was a little uncomfortable, and struggled a little, but he didn't break free. He leaned against the man's arms, and could hear his strong heartbeat and feel the vibration of his chest when he spoke.

Mo Chi: "Yunchu, I'm very happy."

Originally, he was ready to fight a protracted war, but he never thought that he would get a chance to be forgiven. He was really, really happy.

The man's words were sincere, Yun Chu stopped his movements, and maintained the posture of leaning against his arms stiffly. After a long time, he gently opened his mouth: "How happy are you?"

"I am so happy to have the whole world," Mo Chi said, "Yunchu, maybe you don't know it, but to me, you are my whole world, my life, and my everything."

There was a tinge of red on his face that wasn't covered by the mask, and Yun Chu felt shy and indescribably happy. He didn't know that this person could talk about love.

The two of them hugged each other silently, and the atmosphere in the carriage was warm and peaceful.

The carriage stopped and stopped all the way, and there were some dangers on the road, but they were all resolved without any danger. One month later, the carriage finally arrived at the feet of the emperor.

In the best inn in the capital, the person in charge of protecting Mochi escorted the man to the door of the Tianzifang.

"Your Majesty, let's rest here tonight, and tomorrow morning, a few of my subordinates will escort you back to the palace."

Mo Chi nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

The man hurriedly waved his hand, and after another salute, he turned and left. Mo Chi watched the other's back disappear downstairs, then turned and knocked on the door next door.

With a "squeak", the door was opened, Yun Chu looked up at the person outside the door, Mo Chi looked at him and bent his eyes: "Are you hungry, let's go down to eat."

Early the next morning, when everything was silent, an ordinary carriage avoided the eyes and ears of everyone in the palace, and stopped outside the secret passage leading to the palace.

Mo Chi led Yun Chu back to his bedroom from the secret passage.

There is no temperature in the empty bedroom, it is extremely cold, there are guards on duty standing outside the door, and the Imperial Forest Army patrolling past from time to time, everything seems to have not changed much.

It was as if their son of heaven had never disappeared from the beginning to the end.

Once again returning to this place that only brought him bad memories, Yunchu's heart was covered with a layer of dark clouds from the moment he entered the door.

Mo Chi sensed his depression, turned around and hugged him into his arms: "Yunchu, do you trust me?"

Yun Chu leaned his chin on his shoulder, and after hearing this, he nodded lightly after a long time: "I believe it."

Mo Chi slowly increased his strength, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt any more."

The two stayed in the bedroom from morning to afternoon, listening to the noise outside the house from quiet to noisy.

Today is New Year's Eve.

Every year on New Year's Eve, the imperial palace hosts a banquet in the imperial garden, entertaining civil and military officials, in order to show the emperor's love for the people, and his ministers love the people.

But today, this banquet is destined not to be as peaceful as usual.

In the evening, the imperial garden is brightly lit, with beauties at the temples, silk and bamboo delicacies, and the officials are talking and laughing, singing and dancing, and there is no one on the dragon chair, which symbolizes the highest position. The most favored concubine Fu Xinyu is the most favored concubine, and the other concubines are below.

Fu Xinyu wore a purple-red embroidered long dress with a high bun, her eyebrows were like distant black, her skin was like cream, her eyes were full of charm, her every move carried a kind of silent charm, Take people's hearts and souls.

She was holding a wine glass, her eyebrows were curved, and her red lips were hooked. Her gaze passed over the civil and military officials watching the singing and dancing below, and then fell on the man sitting in the first position on the left.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a purple official uniform and a black grand master's hat. He had a refined appearance, a gentle temperament, a pair of natural smiling eyes, and a three-point smile when he met everyone.

Fu Xinyu's appearance was similar to his imagination, and this person was officially the Prime Minister Fu Lou who was in power today.

The man was holding a wine glass to pay back to his colleagues beside him. The next second, he seemed to notice the gaze on him. He raised his eyes to meet Fu Xinyu who was above him. A dark light flashed in those smiling eyes. The two women looked at each other for a moment, and then he nodded slightly towards the woman.

Fu Xinyu received her father's signal, beckoned to her confidants, whispered a few words to the person, the other party nodded, and disappeared in the noisy crowd in a blink of an eye.