Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

His anger made the corners of his eyes red.

With a cold expression, he smoothed out the little emperor's curled up waist, hugged him into his arms without refusal, and placed his calloused shoumo on the little emperor's thin back.

One by one, he carefully touched the little emperor's ribs.Repeatedly stretching, pressing, and rubbing the fingertips, with an incomparably strong desire to occupy, within a short while, a red mark appeared.

Xie Zao muttered in his mouth, his back was rubbed repeatedly. There was a sea of ​​heat, as if he wanted to brand an indelible mark on his back fiercely.

The strong aroma of cold plum blossoms, and the strong body full of desire to invade, made Xie Zao even more frightened. He struggled with his hands and feet, resisting Xiao Mo's forceful approach.

His feet were wrapped around Xiao Mo's Yaoyao side by the domineering, and the thin Qian Yuexiong was pressed hard into Xiao Mo's arms. Only his hands could move, and he couldn't help pushing the domineering man in front of him with both hands. body.

Both hands were covered with blood-taking knife marks, the fresh scars were covered with tender flesh and blood scabs, Xie Zao used his palms to push against Xiao Mo's chest, only to touch the unhealed wounds.

He couldn't help crying and howling, the broken tears wet a large piece of clothes on Xiao Mo's chest.

Obviously more severe pain can be tolerated, but the scars on this hand pepper???????

Xiao Mo panicked, let go of the little emperor, Xie Zao scrambled and hid in the corner of the couch, squatted up, shaking his body, sobbing, and carefully licked the unhealed pink flesh on his palm with his tongue.

He was like a wounded milk beast that hid alone in a corner and licked its wounds pitifully.

Xiao Mo was stung by this scene, his face darkened suddenly, and he stood by the bed for a long time, his scorching gaze never leaving the little emperor for a moment.

After a while, Imperial Physician Xu sighed and said, "Today is the time to take blood."

Xiao Mo looked at the little emperor gravely, and then went out and called someone to come in to help take the blood, and he quietly looked at the little emperor from the side.

Ever since he took blood a few times and found that the little emperor was afraid of him, his heart felt like being pricked by a needle, and it was painful. He never dared to take blood by himself again, thinking that the little emperor would not Afraid of him.

However, the little emperor is still terrified of him now, whenever he sees him, whenever he smells him, he is terrified, and doesn't let him get close at all.

He hadn't hugged the little emperor for a long time, and now he took a medicinal bath every day, trying to cover up the plum fragrance on his body, it was very faint now, but the little emperor could still smell it, and he shrank when he got close.

Wanting to come here, Xiao Mo's eyes were stained with an indelible cloud.

Xiao Mo was far away from him, Xie Zao regained his normalcy, stretched out his knife-scarred hand, and let the visitor struggle to find the place where the knife was cut.

The little emperor vomited blood three times a day (92)

*

Far away from Xiao Mo, the fear that penetrated into the bone marrow gradually subsided.

Xie Zao closed his eyes halfway, sobbing in pain, he watched the blood dripping into Yubai's bowl, and the thick smell of blood permeated the air.

In the beginning, Xiao Mo took blood with his own hands every day. From the very beginning of begging and despairing, struggling desperately, he was finally stopped by Xiao Mo's cold face ruthlessly.

No matter how hard he begged, he burst into tears: "Don't take my blood, okay? I want to live, I like you!  …

how can you do this to me!

I like you, why are you doing this to me! "

Xiao Mo would forcefully pull out his wrist in the end, the cold blade slashed through the tender flesh, and the warm blood fell into the bowl made of white jade, gradually changing from warm to cold, as if being bullied gradually walking life.

His hand hurts, it hurts.

Xie Zao couldn't help sobbing and howling, his nose and eyes were red circled, just now he was able to stay silent during the painful needle injection, but now he was crying like a tender child who is afraid of pain.

Xiao Mo looked at the little emperor's tears from a distance, his heart was in a mess, he twitched his aching heart, couldn't help but took a few steps forward, wanting to hug the little emperor.

"No! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Xie Zao screamed in fear, looked at the man who was approaching gradually, with a terrified expression on his face, and shrank his thin body to hide back.

Xu Jiayou helplessly held the little emperor's retreating hand, turned his head and said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is afraid of you, you should go out first."

fear me?

The little emperor is afraid of me?

Xiao Mo's pitch-black eyes instantly became extremely gloomy, as if some terrible gloom was growing, and he glanced at Xu Jiayou indifferently, as if looking at a dead person blocking him.

Xu Jiayou couldn't help but took a step back. The look in Xiao Mo's eyes just now really wanted to kill him, and the strong murderous aura and hostility on his body almost turned into substance, wanting to obliterate him.

He pinched his fingers hard into his palm, forcing himself to wake up, and said coldly to Xiao Mo:

"Your Highness, have you forgotten the day before yesterday? If you want His Majesty to live, you should keep a certain safe distance from His Majesty!"

The day before yesterday, Xiao Mo compulsively wanted to hug Xie Zao to rest together, Xie Zao trembled and vomited blood on the bed in fear, the bright red blood flowers were like autumn raindrops, gorgeous and penetrating.The little emperor lost a lot of blood and passed out, and he almost couldn't be saved.

Because of these words, Xiao Mo's eyes changed, obviously recalling the horrible scene that day, his face turned completely pale.

Xiao Mo glanced at Imperial Physician Xu wearily, and then looked greedily at the little emperor, full of desire and evil, as if he wanted to swallow the person in his eyes.

Xie Zao trembled uneasily, trying to avoid the overly revealing eyes.

The scorching gaze couldn't be ignored at all, with the greed to invade him fiercely, wanting to wash his whole body, inch by inch, until he cried and begged for mercy.

His fragile feet covered with blue blood vessels curled up anxiously, and his cute and small toes were wrinkled.

Perhaps it was the moving toes that attracted Xiao Mo's attention, and Xiao Mo's eyes curled up like sticky seaweed.

Xie Zao's feet seemed to be overwhelmed by the sight, and they flushed pink in embarrassment.

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded in the quiet hall, and Xiao Mo's thick and sexy Adam's apple rolled.

He stretched out the scarlet tip of his tongue and licked the corners of his lips, and looked at the little emperor with a particularly unwilling look before leaving the palace gate.

After Xiao Mo left, Xie Zao trembled and trembled, and was forced to break into a fine sweat by the extraordinarily strong gaze.

He felt that he was starting to have a nervous breakdown, and was forced by Xiao Mo as well as himself.

He has often dreamed recently, and the scenes in his dreams are intertwined and chaotic. It is nothing more than the necklace exchanged intimately, the gorgeous fireworks, and the unwavering promise that night. The strong aroma of cold plums and that cold face that symbolizes a man's occupation.

The sweet candy turned into a feast of blood, and all the dark emotions such as despair, fear, fear, and injury spread out, and all of them condensed into ice, freezing the heart that had finally opened.

He never knew what liking was. There were only two simple things in the world, brother and life. Someone rushed in unexpectedly, and crushed his sincerity, turning it into a blood-red deception...

Now, the things he used to like have become heartaches and fears that he can't touch and can't touch. He has started to be afraid of Xiao Mo subconsciously, as long as he gets close, his soul seems to ache.

*

No.20 days after autumn, the [-]th day of the ninth lunar month.

The blood taken from Xie Zao's body was fed into Lin Zhi's mouth to detoxify.

Every day, Xiao Mo would coldly ask Dr. Xu, "There are still a few days before I don't need to take blood again."

Xu Jiayou smiled, as if he didn't care about Xiao Mo's cold face at all:

"Hurry up, Your Highness, now is a critical period. His Highness Lin needs my care, and His Majesty can't do without me. It's better to move His Highness Lin into Zemu Hall, and the two of us will take care of it together."

Xiao Mo listened to Doctor Xu's answer calmly, showing some jealousy, he couldn't get close to the little emperor now, as long as he got close, the little emperor would tremble in fear.

Even if the little emperor fell asleep and he approached, the little emperor would frowned uncomfortably, then struggled with his hands and feet as if in a nightmare, and begged for mercy in pain, which made Xiao Mo dare not approach him at all.

Seeing the jealous look in Xiao Mo's eyes, Xu Jiayou pretended not to see anything, and asked again: "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Ever since he decided to take revenge on Xiao Mo, he felt very happy seeing this poor man's pitiful appearance.

Xiao Mo hummed indifferently, and then left.

Waiting for Xiao Mo to turn his back, Xu Jiayou fanned the air with his hands, frowned, with a smile on his face:

Dead Xiao Mo, in order to get rid of his coquettish cold plum fragrance, he takes medicinal baths every day, his face is almost green, and the smell is also suffocating to death!

*

Lin Zhi was moved to Zemu Hall, facing Xie Zao's bed, Xie Zao woke up from his coma in the evening, and saw a bed moved opposite, Lin Zhi was lying on it.

After drinking his blood these days, Lin Zhi's face began to turn rosy, and his whole body became tender and tender like a flower nourished by the fertile soil.

Xie Zao was still crying when he was being bled, Xiao Mo stayed away from him, peeping in the dark, his eyes scorching hotly on every inch of Xie Zao's exposed skin.

Xie Zao watched Xu Jiayou feed the warm blood from the Yubai bowl into Lin Zhi who was still unconscious.

The little emperor vomited blood three times a day (93)

*

Warm blood poured into his throat, Lin Zhi's lips were stained with a trace of blood.