"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 238 The Emperor and the Dark Guard

Yun Chu propped himself up and sat up from the bed, the movement attracted the attention of the maid who had been waiting outside early in the morning, and the other party's soft voice came in.

"Master Yun is awake?"

Yun Chu raised his hand to lift the bed curtain with dark golden patterns, and seven or eight court ladies entered in a file, carrying hot water, face towels, and a lot of food in their hands.

Several people saluted Yun Chu softly, and then performed their duties.

Among them, the two leading maids held a whole new set of clothes and shoes in their hands: "Master Yun, this servant will wait for you to change."

The faces in front of him were all unfamiliar. It was the first time for Yunchu to be surrounded by so many people. The embarrassment and unnaturalness in his heart almost overflowed. He took a step back and waved his hand to stop the other party from going forward to change his clothes. The man took the clothes over in his hand: "No need, I'll do it myself."

The palace maid didn't say anything, she just bowed her head and bowed, then turned around and retreated with the people behind her, Yun Chu was relieved when she saw this.

After washing and dressing, Yunchu fidgeted and ate his breakfast under the meticulous care of a few young maids. After eating, the things on the table were quickly removed, and in a blink of an eye there was only He is alone.

Mo Chi didn't come back until noon. At that time, Yunchu was having lunch. The man was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with a dragon crown on his head.

Seeing him coming, the palace servants outside the door hurriedly knelt on the ground and lowered their heads, not daring to look at anyone.

Yun Chu put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked up at his somewhat ugly face, and lightly pursed the corners of his lips, which was a small gesture when he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Mo Chi suppressed the oppressive aura on his body, softened his facial features and sat down beside him: "What's wrong?"

The great eunuch behind him retreated quietly with the palace servants guarding the side with discerning eyesight, and before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

Yun Chu shook his head, Mo Chi glanced at the useless food on the table, his pretty brows frowned slightly, and asked with concern, "What's wrong, the food doesn't suit your appetite?"

Yun Chu still shook his head, Mo Chi smiled, stretched out his hand to hold his hand in his palm, and said softly, "Just say what you want, Yun Chu, I'm stupid, I may not do many things well, but you can remind me , let me know where I did wrong so I can change it, right?"

The man's words made Yun Chu raise his eyes and look at him, a little dazed.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm also a mortal, and I'm also afraid of making mistakes in front of the one I love. Promise me that no matter what is on your mind or if you are unhappy, tell me, okay?" Mo Chi looked serious and said in a tone. Sincerely, Yunchu even felt a little pleading in it, he felt that he should be a demon, but he couldn't refuse such a man, so he nodded with a stiff neck.

Seeing this, Mo Chi curled his lips into a smile: "Then can you tell me, what were you thinking just now?"

Yun Chu wanted to shake his head subconsciously, and finally stopped the car in time, he said: "I was thinking about your affairs in the court, will those ministers make things difficult for you?"

A warm current surged through Mo Chi's heart: "You care about me."

Yun Chu lowered his head to avoid his gaze and said nothing, and Mo Chi stopped teasing him: "Don't worry, they don't have the guts yet."

He squinted his eyes and remembered the shock and horror on Fu Lou's face when he saw Yang Zhao's head in the court today, and a coldness flashed across his eyes. In the past, he had no ability to let those old people handle him. Now, He would let them know that he, Mo Chi, could step on anyone.

The murderous intent in his eyes disappeared, Mo Chi smiled and picked up the chopsticks at the side to pick up food for Yunchu: "It's not good to eat such a little, you'll be healthy if you eat more."

Yunchu: "Have you eaten?"

Mo Chi: "It's not too late, why don't you eat with me."

Yun Chu originally meant the same thing, he nodded, and the two had a warm lunch together.

Afterwards, Mo Chi went to the study to deal with the accumulated memorials, and Yun Chu was reading on the couch beside him, and the atmosphere was rare and warm and quiet.

After a long time, Mo Chi looked up at the person under the window as if he remembered something, "By the way, did the palace people who took care of you today offend you?"

Hearing this, Yun Chu raised his head from the book: "No."

After a pause, he said again: "Did you find those people?"

Mo Chi didn't feel that there was anything he couldn't say, so he nodded frankly, with a doting and gentle smile on his handsome face: "Those who were disobedient before."

Yunchu also remembered some things from the past, he opened his mouth, wanting to say that it doesn't matter, after so many years, he was numb to those words, but Mo Chi seemed to know what he wanted to say, and interrupted before him He said to him: "I know what you want to say, but you are mine, and I don't allow others to say that about you, no one can."

The man's sentence "You are my man" made Yunchu blush immediately, and he could no longer read the contents of the book. He lowered his head, endured it, and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Who is yours?" people..."

Mo Chi heard it clearly, and when he looked up, he saw his rosy face. He didn't have the heart to review the memorial anymore, so he got up and came to the bed.

The boy in front of me is only 17 years old this year, and he is already extremely old. Half a mask is put on his face that should have a carefree smile, and he has little emotion. It's all because of him.

Mo Chi is very distressed and very sad. Every life in his life, he wants to put his little prince in the palm of his hand to care and love him carefully, but it always seems that at one o'clock in the evening, his little prince will always get hurt because of him. And there was nothing he could do.

Carefully sat down beside the couch, the tall figure enveloped all the people on the couch, Mo Chi raised his hand to caress the cool mask, and said in a low voice, "You are not mine, then I am yours, okay?" ?”

Yun Chu was lying on his back on the couch, with soft silk under his body. He stared blankly at the man in front of him, as if he was on a cloud.

Mo Chi didn't make a sound to urge him, his soft fingertips gently stroked the lines on his mask with a gentle expression.

Outside the window, it began to snow again, and the glazed tiles on the palace had already piled up a thin layer. Looking at the palace, it looked like a fairyland, but the two people in the study room had no time to appreciate the scenery.

Mo Chi's gaze began to size up Yun Chu's brows, inch by inch, and finally fell on Yun Chu's soft lips.

The dark and deep eyes became deeper and deeper, but his tone became more gentle, he said: "Yunchu, you can, try to believe me."

Yun Chu looked at him, the uneasiness and uncertainty he had never shown in this period of time suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if the clouds and mist had been pushed away, a clear and bright scene.

He moved his body slightly, turned sideways, put his hands around Mo Chi's waist slowly, and buried his head in the other's clothes.

The nose was filled with a faint ambergris, and Yun Chu's muffled voice came out: "Okay."