Modi.love speechless

The moon is high and the stars are sparse, and the rain is falling.

Following the reminders of the two people who lived in seclusion, Yu Moshu drove his horse up the mountain.The continuous rain wet the white clothes on his body, but he didn't have any mood to look aside.His midnight-like deep eyes looked around, looking for the familiar figure.

The sky became more and more gloomy, Yu Moshu took a breath, speeded up, and ran to the highest point of the mountain.

At this moment, he can be said to be suffering from hunger and cold, and his physical condition is extremely poor.

Not to mention that there was no water in the whole day, and there were several battles with others. If Yu Moshu used to be, he would never take these things seriously; It was the [-]% of his internal strength lost in vain that made it difficult for him to maintain the current internal injury.

Wild beasts appear at any time in the wilderness.Before he was really sure that Sikong Mo was fine, Yu Moshu couldn't rest assured.So, when Xingchen said that he would heal his wounds, he also refused.

In fact, he was really tired.

It's just that a certain desire in his heart prevented him from falling down, and he has been struggling until now!

Before he was exhausted, Yu Moshu finally found the person he cared about on the edge of the steep cliff.

Xin's long back stood facing the wind, the breeze blew up his wide sleeves, and his loose long hair danced with the wind, indescribably elegant, mixed with more desolation.The king of a country who held the power of life and death just stood there, letting the wind blow and rain, and he didn't have the slightest intention to back down.It's just that the feeling of that back view has become more lonely as time goes by.

Is that so again?

Yu Moshu stared obsessively, lost his mind for a moment.

He remembered that the day before entering the palace, Sikong Mo came to visit the prime minister's mansion on a whim.

For the courtiers, this is a great honor.Everyone in the mansion is busy, preparing for his arrival.Perhaps, everyone was too cautious, so that they forgot their king. They only visited privately and did not intend to create much influence.In short, on that day, except for Sikong Mo and Yu Moshu, everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

At that time, Yu Moshu didn't know why Sikong Mo was unhappy.Although he kept laughing, Yu Moshu could tell that it wasn't sincere.Only before going out, Sikong Mo raised his head and looked at the cloudless blue sky, did he show a genuine smile.

Many years later, Yu Moshu accidentally learned from Sikong Mo that he just wanted to breathe the air outside the palace.But, he is the king, how easy is it to get out of the palace?And using the excuse of going to the prime minister's mansion is a statement that will not attract criticism.

Yu Moshu knew that life in the palace was monotonous, but he didn't know that Sikong Mo's desire for freedom had reached this point.

No, maybe it's not desire, it's just being stifled too much!

Putting away his thoughts, Yu Moshu looked around and found that there was no one else besides the slender man—it was strange, why wasn't Yin Tianao by Xiao Mo's side?

Yu Moshu was puzzled for a while, but he didn't dare to delay any longer.Controlling his breath, not letting any sound disturb Sikong Mo who was in deep thought, he quickly walked behind Sikong Mo and pulled him back from the edge of the cliff.

After confirming that the other party was okay, the tense heartstrings just relaxed, and when he adjusted his breathing and raised his head, there was another throbbing pain.

Uncontrollably raising his hand, Yu Moshu hesitated for a long time before he dared to gently wipe away the... rainwater that wet his cheek?

Sikong Mo was awakened by the warmth on his face, and the mist in his eyes deepened.With trembling lips, she said with a melancholy look, "Is Xiao Mo really just a burden that everyone wants to avoid?"

Difficult to distinguish the words on his lips, Yu Moshu shook his head in pain, "No, Xiao Mo has never been anyone's burden! At least, Yu Moshu has never been Xiao Mo's burden!"

Yu Moshu knew that Sikong Mo would call himself Xiao Mo only when he was truly unable to bear the pain.In the way of the third person, seek the meaning of others, even if you are sad, you can smile and say 'it's none of your business'.

Familiarity, that is the most vulnerable performance.

Yu Moshu apologized heartily, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have said that." He knew how deeply his words in the afternoon hurt Sikong Mo.

Sikong Mo shook his head and looked up at the night sky. "Look, Xiaoyu, the rain tonight is so heavy, it's heavier than every previous year."

Yu Moshu withdrew his hand and echoed, "Yeah, I wet Xiao Mo's face, damn it!"

Even though he said this, Yu Moshu couldn't deny it in his heart: that was clearly tears, the extremely scorching temperature still remained on his fingertips, and he refused to leave.

Yeah, damn it!

This rain is as damned as Yu Moshu, and it also hurt Xiao Mo's heart!

The two stopped talking, and quietly looked ahead, only sporadic lights were shining brightly.

Looking at Sikong Mo, who was thinking about something beside him, Yu Moshu resisted the fishy sweetness in his throat, and braced himself not to fall down.

"Xiao Mo, you have been out for a long time, shall we go back?" Otherwise, he will definitely not be able to persist!

Hearing the words, Sikong Mo turned his head quietly, his eyes flashed with complicated light.Lowering his lower eyelids, he nodded numbly.

For some reason, Yu Moshu felt a little regretful when he saw the lifeless look in that moment.However, it is a bit awkward to take the words back after they have been spoken.

Following behind Sikong Mo, Yu Moshu wanted to say something several times, but he was silent.

His intuition told him that he seemed to have overlooked something important.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, the figure in front of him stopped and fell backwards without any warning.

Yu Moshu was startled, he immediately collected his thoughts, walked behind Sikong Mo in a blink of an eye, and caught the man who almost fell to the ground.

Yu Moshu asked nervously, "Xiao Mo, how are you? What's wrong?"

Sikong Mo opened his eyes slightly, and shook his head weakly in denial, "I'm fine." It's just that the back building is a little hot, and his whole body is a little weak.

If Sikong Mo could speak at this moment, Yu Moshu would definitely find that he just caught a cold.However, judging from the heat that the person in his arms could vaguely feel even through his clothes, Yu Moshu quickly concluded that he had caught a cold.

After all, with Sikong Mo's physique, standing in the rain without an umbrella would easily affect his health.

"Xiao Mo, hold on, I'll take you back to the imperial physician right now."

Yu Moshu took Sikong Mo onto the horse, took off his outer shirt, and wrapped the hot man tightly.Probing the smooth forehead, the burning heat came continuously, making Yu Moshu's heart soaring with anger——damn it, how long has he stood in the rain? !

Since the way back was facing the wind, Yu Moshu thought over and over again, and changed Sikong Mo to sit sideways.How much can be blocked.

After the figures of the two people completely disappeared into the night, two figures jumped up from the other side of the cliff.

Looking at the direction where the two of them disappeared together, the man in black felt sad, and there was unspeakable sadness between his brows.It was Yin Tianao who disappeared without reason.Behind him, the childish face was rarely serious.

Yin Tianxiao's face was solemn, and his voice was unprecedentedly cold, "Tian Ao, remember your mission. You are born as a member of my Yin family, and you will die as a ghost of the Yin family!"

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Yin Tianao glanced sideways at Yin Tianxiao, speechless for a while.It's just that his eyes are colder than before, and the ups and downs in his heart are hidden more deeply.Nodding numbly, Yin Tianao tapped his toes, and after flying into the air for a while, he fell from the steep cliff at top speed.

He knew that he was from the Yin family.Members of the Yin family never belonged to any country, even though his true identity was the prince and grandson of Lan Qi.

He will not betray the Yin family, and the Yin family will not allow him to betray, this has been known since he was sensible.

No, perhaps it was destined to be like this from the day his father sent him to Yin's house.

Yes, everything is already doomed!

The drizzle gradually tended to intensify, and the mountain mud was wetted by the rain, forming puddles one by one.

The bumps along the way, but fortunately, Yu Moshu was able to discern the direction in the dark, and he did not get lost after all.However, the embarrassment is inevitable.

The non-stop shaking made Sikong Mo regain a little bit of consciousness.Half asleep, half awake, he stretched out his hand and pulled Yu Moshu's skirt.

"Little Mo?"

Sikong Mo forced himself to feel sore all over his body, his trembling lips wanted to say something.Yu Moshu had no choice but to distinguish with difficulty under the hazy moonlight.

"No, want, return, Gong?" Yu Moshu asked word by word, Sikong Mo nodded.

Yu Moshu frowned and objected, "Impossible! You are so ill now, why don't you go back to the palace?"

Sikong Mo shook his head even harder, "Xiao Yu, don't take me back to the palace, please. Xiao Yu, I won't go back, I won't go back!"

The knuckles that were holding his front were turning white, but his cheeks were turning red due to the high fever, Yu Moshu couldn't bear to refuse.What's more, he clearly saw the corners of Sikong Mo's tightly closed eyes, the tears shed from his refusal to return to the palace.

Sikong Mo still refused to give up lobbying, "I don't want to go back, Xiao Yu, don't send me back, I don't want to be the evil king anymore! Xiao Yu, Xiao Mo feels so hard..."

Yu Moshu was disturbed by his crying, he gritted his teeth and agreed without hesitation. ==|||

Not feeling anything wrong, Yu Moshu replied, "Okay! We won't go back. No matter what, we won't go back!"

When Sikong Mo heard the satisfactory answer, he stopped making trouble for a while, nestled in his warm embrace with peace of mind, and fell asleep...