The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

There was a sudden silence in the hall, Ming Yang didn't hear Mu Beimo's response, but felt the man hugging his waist more strongly.There was a long silence, Ming Yang's head was firmly pressed into Mu Beimo's warm embrace, the man's strong heartbeat was heard next to his ears, and the fragrance of green tea flowed into the tip of his nose, Ming Yang's ears felt a little hot, and he hugged the man back With a narrow and strong waist, he didn't speak any more.

"Yang'er." In the silence, Mu Beimo's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the solitude, and Ming Yang raised his head with some doubts. "If I'm gone, take good care of yourself, understand?"

take care of yourself?The man's tone was a little strange, and Ming Yang had some bad premonitions in his heart. Could it be that Mu Beimo was going to do something dangerous without telling him?

"Can't you tell Yang'er where you're going?" Ming Yang asked in a muffled voice, his heart was beating up and down at this moment, he didn't want to hear anything bad from the man.

"Yang'er will know when you have time, give me a little time, okay?" Mu Beimo's resolute and handsome face was sunk into the darkness, making it difficult to see the expression clearly, but there was a special plea and comfort in his tone.

Can't tell yourself?A sense of loss filled his heart, Ming Yang hid the look in his eyes, and nodded obediently.Ming Yang was hugged tightly, and gently broke away from Mu Beimo's embrace, but the man hugged him so tightly that he was a little out of breath. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the man's chin rested on Mu Beimo's arms. the top of his head. "Yang'er, don't move, let me give you a good hug." The man's magnetic and dull voice came from the top of his head, Ming Yang's scalp was slightly numb after being touched, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

Before Mu Beimo set off, he was blocked by some things.The two were cuddling together in front of the table, wearing a memorial, when a soldier hurried in after getting permission.

"See the emperor, lord!" The soldier obviously ran in a hurry, gasping for breath, but suppressing the desire to breathe in front of Ming Yang, he saluted in a strange voice.

"Calm down, why are you in such a hurry?" Ming Yang looked at the memorial in his hand at the place Mu Beimo pointed out just now, without looking up, he asked indifferently.

"Your Majesty, I just received an urgent report from the frontier. The borders of the Western Regions and Southern Borders were invaded almost at the same time. Depending on the situation, both countries may attack us."

"What?" The sudden news made Ming Yang's heart tighten suddenly, and he and Mu Beimo looked at each other, both of them saw the subtlety in each other's eyes.

"Okay, got it, you go down first." Mu Beimo nodded and sent the soldier away.

Ming Yang clenched the pen in his hand and fell into deep thought. In silence, both of them were thinking.

Mu Beimo thought for a long time, then slowly heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the tea table, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea. "Western Regions and Southern Xinjiang are harassing our country's frontier together. They must be in collusion. Presumably, the scale of Nie Shenhai's training ground is almost completed."

"Well, if I send people out, the troops in the capital will be empty, and Nie Shenhai will definitely take this opportunity to seize the position." Ming Yang frowned, and his thoughts jumped quickly. Who will be sent to the expedition this time? Appropriate, in fact, Ming Yang has the answer in his heart, but he doesn't want Mu Beimo to take such a risk.

"For this expedition, send me and Chu Yue. He will go to the Western Regions and I will go to the Southern Border." Seeing Ming Yang's troubled eyes, Mu Beimo took the initiative to express his thoughts.

"But! But people in southern Xinjiang are good at using poison. I'm afraid that if you go, you will be in danger!" Ming Yang stood up abruptly, lowered his head, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his fists under his clothes Clenched tightly, the body trembled slightly.

"It's impossible, let me go." Mu Beimo stood up, walked in front of Ming Yang, hugged him and comforted him gently.

"But, but I don't want you to take the risk!" Ming Yang leaned against Mu Beimo's arms, his voice gradually turned into tears. , more or less, they don't know if they can return safely.

"It's okay, Yang'er, I assure you, I will come back in good condition, okay?" Mu Beimo hugged the trembling person in his arms, a piece of clothes on his chest was already soaked, and raised Ming Yang's face Gently wiped it for him, seeing Ming Yang's fair skin was stained with a little red, Mu Beimo suddenly felt like something was blocking him, and the end of Feng Dan's beautiful eyes was gradually stained with a thin layer of red, Tears blurred his vision, and everything in front of him suddenly became unreal.Yang'er, how can I give up on you?But defending our family and our country is the responsibility we should shoulder, so how can we ignore the people of the world because of our own selfish desires?

"Then, then you, you have to promise me to protect yourself, okay?" Ming Yang sobbed and hugged Mu Beimo tightly, he was afraid, he was terribly afraid, afraid that if he let go, the people in front of him would leave him.

"Okay, I promise you, I will come back intact." Mu Beimo felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, but he still didn't have the heart to say it out. If this war lasts for a long time, he won't even be on the battlefield Sacrifice, the poison in his body may kill him at any time.He didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that if he said it now, Ming Yang would go crazy and find an antidote for him.

"Then you can't break your promise." Ming Yang wiped the tears from his face, sniffled his nose lightly, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand, "Shall we make a hook?"

The soft voice fell into Mu Beimo's ears. For some reason, his heart was full of soreness. He stretched out his hand stiffly, and hooked his little finger with Ming Yang's slender little finger.

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, 100 years, don't change!" Ming Yang choked up and held Mu Beimo, the scene in front of him reminded him of his childhood.

"Brother Beimo! Let's pull the hook, shall we?"

"Look, hang yourself, 100 years, don't change!" The childish voice seemed to ring in his ears. Ming Yang looked at the fingers of the two hooked, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Every time the pull hook promised in the past, Mu Bei Mo has never broken his word, I hope this time, you can keep your word!

Warm tears uncontrollably slid down from the corners of his eyes again, Ming Yang found himself crying more and more, even more than when he was a child, the strength in his hands increased, and Ming Yang was hugged tightly again In the middle of the day, the heat from the waist made Ming Yang's heart suddenly settle down.Close your eyes, stand on tiptoe, and kiss the cold thin lips.The fragrance of tea spread between his lips and teeth, Ming Yang felt as if he was bathed in a sea of ​​fresh tea, the slightly moist spring breeze blew across his cheeks, and the surroundings slowly quieted down, the two embraced and kissed each other, cherishing this tenderness enough precious time.

"Yang'er, how about one last time before departure?"

"Ah."

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