Kuaishou: The host of calamity has meddled in the villain again

In the silent atmosphere, Mo Junting's chest trembled slightly, and he looked at him nervously and expectantly.

Su Ran smiled recklessly: "You know this person too."

Mo Junting's breath stagnates: "I know you?"

He thought it over, if the little emperor really recognized it, he would admit that he shouldn't have blocked other people's memories at will, and if he had thought about it again at that time, he might not have done it so quickly.

"Naturally, I have to say that Mr. Mo came just in time. I intend to admit him into the palace. I need to trouble you about this matter."

"Who is His Majesty talking about?"

There was a smile on the corner of Su Ran's lips: "It's Mo Yi from your house. I think he is very skilled, and his figure is exactly the same as the person I saw in my dream. Why don't Master Mo allow him to enter the palace and let him go?" fulfilled my wish."

Mo Junting raised his head abruptly, his heart tightened suddenly, the blood on his face lost a little, he clenched his fists tightly, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Mo Yi?"

It wasn't him, but another person, obviously he didn't have the slightest resemblance to Mo Yi, how could he mistake himself for him.

The joy that was suppressed in his heart was completely destroyed, only the unreasonable anger and grievance remained, but in the eyes of the emperor, he could not see the slightest trace of deduction, it was true, he really recognized himself as Mo Mo. one.

Su Ran raised her eyes, the smile in her eyes dissipated, and she seemed to be questioning: "Why? Master Mo is reluctant?"

The indifference in those eyes made Mo Junting's fingers tremble slightly. When he liked his face, he treated him with a smile, but he refused. Can he take back such a simple liking?

Ever since the old emperor was around, he knew that the emperor was ruthless, and the imperial palace was not like a cage but it was better than a cage. It only took a few days, and he could take back all his liking, not even half of it.

Mo Junting's face became even paler, and the original light in his eyes dimmed. He no longer looked at the emperor, fearing that he would see the disgust on that face, tilted his head, and suppressed the astringency in his heart. It was a bit difficult for him to speak like a thorn in his throat:

"If the minister refuses, what will His Majesty do?"

He refused, what will happen to His Majesty?

Why is it Mo Yi? It's him, he's the one who kissed him, and he's the one who hugged him. It's only been a few days. He obviously comes every day. No matter how big the noise is, the little emperor doesn't care about him. He hid behind the bookshelf until his legs and feet were numb, no one paid attention to him, no matter how big the movement was, it seemed that no one was there. come out.

He regretted it the moment he left the house. He shouldn't have erased his memory. He obviously had a better way. He could discuss it with the little emperor. Now he doesn't even like his face.

If he didn't send Mo Yi to the palace, what would the little emperor do? Kill him or punish him by disobeying the emperor's order.

Su Ran glanced at him indifferently, without any sign of anger: "You refuse?"

Mo Junting: "Yes."

"Then don't. There is no shortage of such a person. It's just a ridiculous dream. It's not worth it for me to turn against Mr. Mo for this."

Mo Junting's whole heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He stared at the face that he thought about every day, cold and indifferent. A moment ago he said that he would marry into the palace, but he could completely change it in an instant.

He only felt cold, and the cold feeling spread all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His lips trembled slightly, and his voice trembled: "No more?"

Because he refused, he didn't want it. What is the emperor's liking? He thought he was ruthless, but he didn't expect that the little emperor was ten feet taller than him, and every word and every word fell on his heart, so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Su Ran didn't seem to care much, avoided his sad and wronged gaze, and said without the slightest emotion in her tone, "What exactly does Master Mo want? I don't want you to give it to me, I don't want to fulfill your wish. If so, how about you?" Not happy enough?"

Mo Junting's whole body was stiff, he knew how to hurt people, he didn't need any weapons, just a few words could be like a long knife, it hurt more than his own stabbing in the chest.

Happy?How could he be happy, his wish was obviously fulfilled, but he couldn't feel a trace of joy.

'No more, ridiculous', maybe he is not as good as a chess piece in front of the little emperor, something that can be given up at any time, give a smile when you like it, throw it away if you don't like it.

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After standing stiffly for too long, Mo Junting realized that his feet were numb, but he couldn't bear the pain in his heart. He stared at Su Ran persistently: "If it wasn't a dream, and the person in the dream wasn't Mo Yi, His Majesty would also Is it right to marry him into the palace?"

"I don't like to discuss such meaningless words."

Mo Junting twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes were stubborn: "I want to know."

Su Ran knocked on the table: "Lord Mo, if it's not a dream, it means that the person is deceiving the emperor, using the dream to misbehave against me, and you know what the current law should be. I hate being deceived the most."

Deceiving the emperor, I hate deceiving the most. He erased his memory. In his case, he has already committed a heinous crime, so there is absolutely no possibility of entering the palace. In the eyes of the little emperor, he has become a liar, Mo Junting smiled wryly He made a sound, his eyes were stinging, he stood there helplessly, and didn't dare to say another word.

In fact, it's fine to stand like this, or hide behind the bookshelf, he shouldn't come out, he should hide there, at least he won't hear these hurtful words.

He wanted to admit that it wasn't a dream that day, it was him, and he also erased his memory with illusions on his own initiative, and he didn't dare to speak when the words came to his lips. his.

"Since Mr. Mo has nothing to do, he retired. I am busy and don't have time to discuss these useless matters with you."

Mo Junting was stunned, and would drive him away if he didn't speak, his throat was so sore, no matter how unbearable it was, he took a step forward uncontrollably, his legs and feet were numb and made him stagger, he propped himself on the desk , in a low tone: "Can you stop doing this?"

"I hurt."

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It hurts everywhere, I can't stand his tone, let alone his ignoring himself, Mo Junting doesn't know what he is doing, he just wants the little emperor to be the same as that day again, just coax him, he is very obedient Yes, it's also very coaxing, a word is fine, even if you don't want to talk to him, you can just touch his head, don't do that to him.

It really hurts, worse than what you can bear during estrus.

Su Ran looked at his protruding ears, resisted touching them, and took out a token: "The Imperial Hospital is not far from here, you can take a few out of the palace, and say it's my will."

That indifferent expression almost crushed him, Mo Junting tried his best to restrain himself and let his voice be normal: "I, don't be a doctor, don't be like this."

"Since you don't want an imperial doctor, I'll ask someone to post a notice to find you a famous doctor in the world."