In the inner room of the ancestral hall, Jun Moxi was wearing the ink-black robe of an iron-masked man, sitting on the soft couch, the cold temperature of his fingertips made Jun Moxi frown slightly, and the iron-masked man raised his hand and poured a cup of hot tea for Jun Moxi, and then sat down.

"Thank you." Jun Mo lowered his eyes and spoke, but he didn't hear the man's answer.

"It's almost the New Year, aren't you going back?" Jun Mo Xi thought about it for a while, but decided to speak first.

"No return." The man pursed his lips slightly.

Jun Moxi frowned slightly, she clearly felt the boredom in the man's words, speaking of which, Jun Moxi had never asked the origin of the name of the iron-masked man, thinking that even if Jun Moxi asked, he might not answer, even if he did, who knew whether it was true or false?

"Don't regret it, do you have to ascend the throne as emperor?" Just when the two were silent, a low and hoarse voice came, Jun Moxi looked up in astonishment, she heard a person call her name in such a heavy tone for the first time, and the solemnity and dullness in the words made Jun Moxi's heart tremble suddenly.

"Yes." Jun Mo Xi retracted the complicated thoughts in his mind, and stared at the man as well.

The equally deep and waveless eyes of the two seemed to be fighting invisibly at this time, and the atmosphere gradually became solid and low, Jun Mo regretted but never gave in at all, and finally the iron-masked man looked away and asked lightly: "Why are you so persistent." ”

"For my father." Jun Moxi lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hand and picked up a strand of white hair hanging on his chest, and said lightly: "It's also for this white hair." ”

Jun Moxi's eyes were full of tenderness, a pair of big hands appeared in front of him, and the white hair in his hands was held, Jun Moxi looked up in amazement, only to find that the iron-masked man had leaned towards Jun Moxi.

"If I want to take your throne, what will you do with it?" The cold and thin words came out of his mouth, and Jun Mo Xi clearly felt the seriousness in those words.

In the dark night, the eyes facing each other under the candle flame burst out with cold and ruthless killing intent without warning at this moment, as if the hazy veil of friendship and non-foe in the past was lifted.

"Kill them by any means." The corners of Jun Moxi's lips were slightly lifted, and the words that came out of the words made the iron-masked man's palm suddenly clench, and the white hair in his hand was also pulled because of this force, Jun Moxi's scalp tightened, and he frowned and looked coldly at the man who pursed the corners of his lips and did not speak.

The air around them was a little frozen, and the two looked at each other for a long time, just when Jun Moxi lowered his eyes slightly and was about to retreat, the iron-masked man suddenly reached out and grabbed Jun Moxi's waist, and covered Jun Moxi's slightly cool red lips without Jun Moxi's slightest reaction.

Jun Moxi's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to push away the iron-masked man, how could he give her this almost, a force pressed Jun Moxi on the soft couch, the discomfort in the air made Jun Moxi exclaim and open his mouth, and the overwhelming fiery breath swept towards Jun Moxi, and the scorching kiss was so obsessive and chaotic in this cold winter.

Just like the current situation, the originally heavy atmosphere was particularly beautiful because of the man and woman who were both lying on the soft couch, and the temperature in the room seemed to rise.

With his lips apart, the iron-masked man held Jun Moxi's hand tightly, his eyes slowly hooked the corners of his mouth towards the iron-masked man, and he looked at Jun Moxi, who was a little confused, and said, "You are calm." ”

"Hongu doesn't think he's your opponent." Jun Mo gritted his teeth and glared at the iron-masked man, his heart rose and fell violently, and he wanted to tear this frivolous man away.

"Let it go." Jun Mo Xi broke free of his bound hands, pushed away the iron-masked man who was pressing him, sat up, lowered his hand and combed his messy clothes and hair, and slightly stroked the somewhat red and swollen lips that were kissed, his eyes full of anger.

"Shouldn't I be called responsible for being so indecent?" The man in the iron mask raised his eyebrows a little funny when he looked at Jun Moxi's actions, he really looked like a little ruffian.

"It's better that this palace is responsible for you, this Hanyang harem is empty, and this palace can accept you as a male pet, you see how it is." Jun Mo Xi was so angry that he laughed back at the eyes that looked at the iron-masked man with a playful look.

"You damn woman." The iron-masked man breathed when he heard this, gritted his teeth and said, he had forgotten that this woman was the future empress, and it was appropriate to accept a few male pets, but for some reason, the iron-masked man felt annoyed in his heart when he thought of this.

"Don't be an emperor, can't you?" A low voice sounded in his ears, Jun Mo Xi had just sorted out his clothes and was about to stand up, but he was hugged in his arms by the person behind him, and the heat from the voice made Jun Mo Xi stiffen slightly, this man's strength is really great, so that she can't break free.

"You have said this again and again, why don't you put yourself in the shoes of the emperor, the country that my father has worked so hard to protect, just give it to people like this, if it were you, would you be willing to let it go?" Jun Moxi lowered his eyes slightly, and let the iron-masked man hold him.

He pursed his lips slightly and said in a low voice: "This palace doesn't want to know who you are, and I have never asked, I am telling you that this palace does not want to have anything to do with you at all, and I ask you not to interfere with this palace." ”

"You ......" The strength in the iron-masked man's hand became heavier and heavier, and the depression in his heart was even more out of control with Jun Moxi's words, and Jun Moxi, who was powerful, was about to lose his breath.

"You're so sick of me?" The arm that imprisoned Jun Moxi slowly loosened, and the low and calm voice inexplicably made Jun Moxi's heart tremble slightly.

"It's not early, I'll go first." Jun Mo Xi didn't answer, stood up and straightened out his crumpled clothes, ignored the burning gaze behind him, turned around and walked out of the side hall, and walked straight to the door of the ancestral hall to open the closed door.

As the New Year approaches, Seoul Kyoto is bustling with red lanterns and ribbons fluttering everywhere, red couplets are everywhere, and everyone has a happy smile on their faces, including the Seoul Imperial Palace.

The New Year's Festival is approaching, Jun Mo Xi also ordered a vacation, and the people of the Imperial History Observatory also counted the rewards and punishments of the ministers in this year, and decided how much the reward was distributed by the prince, the gift package annuity, etc., Jun Mo Xi was also the first contact with this matter, in the past, every time the New Year's Festival, Jun Mo Xi always ran to play alone.

This year is different, the emperor's uncle Jun Qiannan received the holy decree to be responsible for the construction of the Luodu house, how can there be time to take care of the affairs of the palace in a short period of time, these tedious things are handed over to Jun Moxi to take care of, if it weren't for Qi An's help, Jun Moxi really couldn't get these things.