Dressed as a little milk cat in the arms of the villain tyrant

When Luo Chenghuan opened his eyes, Chu Mo had already been sitting beside him for a long time.

"Huanhuan, wake up."

Chu Mo watched the man wake up, and hurried up to help him.

"Ah."

Luo Chenghuan nodded lightly, looking at the person who seemed to have been sitting here for a long time.

"There are relatively few things today, so I came back early, Huanhuan, and slept soundly, so I didn't bother."

Chu Mo could tell what the man was thinking just by looking at that look.

"so."

Luo Chenghuan nodded lightly to show that he already knew.

While the two were talking, news came from outside that someone outside the palace asked to see him.

After Chu Mo heard what happened, he turned his head and glanced at Luo Chenghuan beside him, and couldn't help asking.

"Huanhuan, but I want to see him."

Chu Mo handed over the right of choice to Luo Chenghuan, but there was a vague hope in his eyes.

If Luo Chenghuan followed his own thoughts, he definitely didn't want to see that person, but he knew very well how much Chu Mo wanted to see the brother he cared about.

Luo Chenghuan is a considerate person, how could he make things difficult for his target.

"it is good."

Luo Chenghuan nodded lightly, since the matter is over, there is no point in being so persistent anymore.

What's more, that person didn't target himself specifically, he just didn't like others getting close to his brother.

"Huanhuan, do you really forgive him?"

Chu Mo looked at the little thing he was returning inside, and couldn't help but ask like this.

"It's over."

Luo Chenghuan's voice still couldn't speak a lot, so he could only pick out important words to say.

"Yes, my joy is the greatest."

Chu Mo looked at the person quietly, and after a while, he let go of his hand, put on the clothes for him, and then led him out.

【Baby host, have you really forgiven him?If you forgave him, something was wrong. 】

857 can be said to understand his own host quite well, his own host will never forgive that person, at least from his point of view, he will never forgive him.

(What can I do if I don’t forgive? I can’t go out with a knife and stab him to death. Who will let the target of the strategy still like him more?)

Luo Chenghuan exhaled softly, at this time, do he accept it or is it because he speaks unforgivably?It doesn't make much sense either.

[Forget it, it's really hard work on you. 】

857 sighed softly, there is no way to solve this kind of thing by himself.

Before Luo Chenghuan knew it, the two came to the imperial garden.

In the imperial garden, Chu Yichen had been waiting for a long time.

He was sitting in that small pavilion, looking at it from the back, it was still very beautiful, as beautiful as a painting.

When he turned around, Luo Chenghuan took a silent breath.

How did this person change so much? He really lost a lot of weight.

"How did you lose so much weight?"

Chu Mo frowned calmly. It stands to reason that he has never been treated harshly by others. How could he sell so much?

"It's nothing serious, it's just that I've been in poor health recently."

Chu Yichen had a decent smile on his face, as if he had grown a lot after not seeing him for such a long time.

The way Luo Chenghuan looked at people was indescribably strange, for some reason, he always felt that something was not quite right.

[Baby, you have to be careful, he is not a good person. 】

857's voice rang in his mind, and he was still very afraid of this person.

(OK, I'll be careful.)

Luo Chenghuan said that he already knew.

At this moment, Chu Mo had pulled himself to sit down.

"Drink tea."

Chu Yichen poured tea for both of them.

Chu Mo was unprepared, picked it up and took a sip.

On the contrary, Luo Chenghuan just glanced at it quietly without moving, as if he was not very happy.

"Young master Luo is a little unhappy? Did Yichen do something wrong?"

What Chu Yichen said was euphemistic, but every word followed Luo Chenghuan's heart.

"No."

Luo Chenghuan shook his head lightly, because he couldn't say so much at this time, nor could he explain to him.

Seriously, if I could say a lot, I wouldn't explain it to him.

For a dog like him, I don't bother to explain to him.

"Then why doesn't Master Luo take a sip?"

Chu Yichen caught someone today, and this mistake has to be accompanied by others.

Luo Chenghuan was on guard, but he didn't like it, so he nestled directly into Chu Mo's arms.

"I have a sore throat."

Luo Chenghuan's voice was soft, this was the first time he tried to say so many words.

"When did it start to hurt?" Chu Mo was extremely nervous when he heard someone say that his throat hurt.

I don't care why this person doesn't drink that cup of tea, in fact, what does it matter if he drinks it or not?

"Now."

Luo Chenghuan was possessed by a playwright, his whole body was trembling, as if he was in excruciating pain.

"Well, if you don't drink, don't drink. He has a bad throat and can't drink these things."

When Chu Mo was in the palace, he never asked people to drink these irritating teas, and only drank plain water.

"Like This."

Chu Yichen looked suddenly enlightened, so he didn't continue to entangle.

But even so, Luo Chenghuan still felt uneasy.

But people have already stayed here, and it is impossible to say that they will go back just after they came.

Chu Mo didn't care about this, and when he asked if he wanted to see the imperial physician, he hugged him and left while speaking.

Luo Chenghuan was about to get off the donkey along the slope, and when he let people go, Chu Yichen opened his mouth.

"Brother Huang, are you going to alienate me?"

Chu Yichen's voice was mournful, as if he had been wronged.

"Of course not."

Chu Mo shook his head lightly, and didn't want to continue walking.

"Then why did the emperor leave as soon as he sat down?"

Chu Yichen looked like you don't lie to me.

"Actually not. It's just that he's not feeling well and may need to see an imperial doctor. Naturally, we will get together sometime..."

Chu Mo's reasons are also very sufficient, and he doesn't feel that he is wrong at all?

Seeing that these two people were about to fight, Luo Chenghuan suddenly felt a little dizzy.

"Forget it, Brother Huang is right, then Brother Huang should go back early!"

Chu Yichen didn't know why, as if he had changed his mind, he watched the two leave.

"Luo Chenghuan, even the Heavenly King and I will not be able to save you this time."

Chu Yichen said every word with viciousness, like a ghost climbing up from hell, making people shudder.