"What are you doing?" Mo Wushuang scolded loudly, Li Xuan was ...... He's kissing his own hand......

Li Xuan came back to his senses, only then did he realize his faux pas, he hurriedly let go of Mo Wushuang's hand, he turned around a little flustered, and after a while he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, this king...... I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm ...... You...... This king is not a pervert...... This king is just ......"

Li Xuan's whole person was at a loss, and he stammered when he spoke, even if he had his back to Mo Wushuang, Mo Wushuang also understood from his flustered explanation that he must be eager to find a crack at this moment.

"Ahem......" Mo Wushuang coughed dryly, relieved the embarrassing atmosphere and said: "What, the prince drank too much, and this night is heavy, so I won't accompany the prince." ”

Mo Wushuang got up and left, his palm seemed to retain the temperature of Li Xuan's lips, and he couldn't help but smile, "It's still the same virtue as before." After speaking, he shook his head and sighed deeply.

The shadow on the bed was still asleep, Mo Wushuang checked his pulse, and the pulse was stable, but Mo Wushuang's brows wrinkled and said: "You have been sleeping for nearly a month, and if you don't wake up, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you." ”

Mo Wushuang stretched out his hand and touched the shadow in his eyes and said, "Don't you dislike that this face is not good-looking?" When you wake up, I'll give you a nice one, okay? Mo Wushuang's voice was full of tenderness. After many years on the run, he had become accustomed to sealing his heart, building a high wall around him, no one could enter, and he tried not to let himself out. Perhaps even he himself has forgotten that he can be so gentle with a person.

The night was deep, Mo Wushuang fell asleep next to each other, he had that dream again, dreaming of the brother who called him "A-Yuan", but he still couldn't see the brother's face, but the brother's gentleness and doting on him made Mo Wushuang in the dream feel unprecedented happiness.

Mo Wushuang moved his body slightly, he felt that his waist was very heavy, and he was pressed by something, huh? Pressed down, Mo Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes and saw staring at him motionless.

Chaying's hand wrapped around his waist, and at this moment the two were next to each other in an extremely ambiguous posture, Mo Wushuang sat up with a "whoosh", and after making sure that it was not a ridiculous dream but a reality, Mo Wushuang opened his mouth and asked, "Are you awake?" ”

Shadow nodded, looking at Mo Wushuang very happily.

Mo Wushuang checked his pulse, and after making sure that he was okay, he asked, "You...... Does it still hurt you? ”

Chaying moved his mouth, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt the master." ”

Mo Wushuang got up and tidied up his clothes and said, "You rest a little longer, I'll go and bring breakfast, I haven't eaten well for so long, and my stomach must be uncomfortable." ”

Shadow nodded, and suddenly as if he thought of something, he spoke, "Master...... It was nice that the host was okay. ”

Mo Wushuang, who heard this, was stunned, he was really a fool, what he was most concerned about when he woke up was his own anger.

Mo Wushuang reached out and touched his head, and said gently: "It's okay, we're all fine." ”

After speaking, Mo Wushuang got up and brought a bowl of porridge to Zhuying, the porridge was a little hot, and Zhuying couldn't help but spit it out as soon as he entered his mouth, Mo Wushuang hurriedly poured cold water for him and handed it over: "Why are you sick, you are a lot squeamish, is it hot?" ”

Mo Wushuang tried it himself, and it was indeed a little hot, so he was a little embarrassed and said, "If it's hot, don't you know wait a minute?" I have never served anyone in my life, so I will serve you. ”

Zhuying smiled stupidly, looked at Mo Wushuang and said, "It's not hot, it's fed by the master, it's delicious......"

After speaking, he completely ignored whether it was hot or not, and drank it one after another with a somewhat painful expression, Mo Wushuang hurriedly snatched it over and said, "Open your mouth, I'll take a look at ......"

Zhuying opened his mouth, Mo Wushuang saw that there were blisters inside, and he was a little distressed and complained: "What a fool." ”

Chaser grinned, innocently like a child.

Mo Wushuang asked very seriously: "On that day, why did you have to protect me?" Didn't I let you go? ”

Shadow was dumbfounded: "I...... Don't...... They are not allowed to harm their masters. ”

Mo Wushuang suddenly raised his voice and said, "But you almost died, aren't you afraid of death?" ”

Zhuying shook his head seriously and said, "Don't be afraid...... I...... I only have the master...... I'm afraid...... I'm afraid I won't see the master. ”

Mo Wushuang's face showed a slightly helpless smile, yes, he is only himself now, so he has to protect this only bond desperately. But in fact, this is not the case, Mo Wushuang understands it better than anyone else.

He put down the bowl in his hand, served the shadow and lay down, and he said softly, "Go to sleep." ”

Shadow obediently closed his eyes, his body was not yet well, and tiredness soon set in, and he fell asleep.

Since he woke up that time, his body gradually began to improve, and Mo Wushuang also tried to ask him something about the battle with Nangong Xuan that day, but he didn't seem to remember it clearly.

After a few more days, Wu Buwai, the "crying ghost" who had not returned for many days, finally returned.

Wu Buai is still wearing mourning clothes, but the clothes are stained with blood this time, it seems that Miao Jiang's trip was not smooth.

Wu Buwai took out the colorful glass cup from his pocket, and he slowly opened the cup, which was a snow-white and crystalline three-petal lotus flower.

Mo Wushuang looked at the snow-white and crystalline three-petal lotus, his expression was a little complicated.

"This is the Miao Jiang to Bao Jialan Snow Lotus, its leaves are extremely poisonous, its flowers can heal all things, the flowers and leaves are separated from each other, and the flowers and leaves are separated from the soil and die, which is really squeamish." Wu Buwai still said in his sad tone.

Mo Wushuang hurriedly thanked him, "This trip, hard work Wu You, I will definitely remember your kindness." ”

Mo Wushuang knew that Wu Buwai must have put a lot of effort into it this time, and what was even more rare was that he also took out a colorful glass cup that was no less than this Jialan Snow Lotus.

Wu Buwai smiled, but his crying face, even if he laughed, it made people feel a little chilled.

"Are you really going to give it to him?" Wu Buai asked with some uncertainty, "How much he was afraid of you before, how much he protected you, how much he will hate you in the future." ”

Mo Wushuang smiled, there was some bitterness in his smile, he didn't know what Wu Buwai said. He also thought about selfishly keeping Shadow by his side, letting him protect himself and work for himself. But after fighting with Nangong Xuan, he found out that he didn't know when, he couldn't bear him, and he couldn't bear to manipulate him anymore, even if he was an enemy when they met again, even if he might take his own life.

Mo Wushuang said: "You Envoy Wu doesn't need to persuade me anymore, since God has asked you to come back with Jialan Snow Lotus, then all this is the will of God, besides, the grievances and grievances between me and him, to this day, this is what I owe him." ”

Wu Buwai didn't want to say anything, sighed deeply and got up to leave. Li Xuan saw Wu Buwai coming out of Mo Wushuang's room at a glance, and immediately pulled him to ask him about Miao Jiang's trip, one was full of enthusiasm, and the other was afraid to avoid it.

Mo Wushuang looked at the shadow on the bed with some hesitation, but still said, "I'm sorry." ”

Chasei, looking at him a little strangely, whispered, "Master." ”

Mo Wushuang touched his head and said, "I didn't keep the agreement and forcibly left you by my side, I hate you...... I hate you for slaughtering my poisonous sect, and I hate you for being complicit with Empress Dowager Liu to frame my mother, so I want to torture you, get your hands dirty, and let you help me kill people. But ......"

Mo Wushuang paused for a moment and said: "Now, I've played enough of this game and don't want to play it anymore, so I'll let you go, I will unravel the Heart Devouring Gu on you, and from now on you don't have to call me master, obey me." ”

"The host...... Don't the master chase the shadow? Shadow looked at Mo Wushuang at a loss, "Yes...... Is it a bad job of chasing shadows? …… Master...... I...... I will be obedient...... It's true...... I beg you, master...... No...... Don't ......" crying like a child, begging Mo Wushuang not to abandon him.

Mo Wushuang's face changed, but his expression was still indifferent: "Why? Why are you still following me, didn't I say? I hate you, I've been using you all along, and I don't want you now. ”

Zhuying didn't understand Mo Wushuang's words very well, but from his tone and face, he understood that Mo Wushuang was angry, Zhuying thought about it, suddenly staggered off the bed, found a whip, knelt in front of Mo Wushuang and looked at Mo Wushuang with both hands holding the whip.

Mo Wushuang took the whip and swung it out, this whip missed, Mo Wushuang said with a sad expression: "You let me beat you?" ”

Chaser looked up and said, "Master...... Chasing shadows is not afraid of pain...... Don't be angry...... Master...... Don't ......"

"Don't say any more." Mo Wushuang interrupted loudly, "Do you know what kind of person I am? I've been on the run for as long as I can remember, I've been hunted down everywhere, I'm willing to do anything to live, see my hands? It's a pair of murderous hands, and do you know how many people have died in these hands? Do you know how many more people it will kill in the future? I myself am a person who lives in hell, do you want to live in hell with me for the rest of your life? ”

Mo Wushuang's voice was trembling, he was very angry, he was angry with himself, why was he born to live for revenge, why did he kill so many people, why did he do so many irreparable things, why such a bloody and cruel self still coveted his tenderness. He doesn't deserve it, he doesn't deserve to keep him by his side.

Looking at Mo Wushuang, who was trembling a little, Zhuying got up and hugged him, Mo Wushuang tried to struggle, "Let go of me." Mo Wushuang said, but Zhuying hugged him very tightly, and he gently patted Mo Wushuang's back, very gently.

"If you do this again, I will regret it." Mo Wushuang took a deep breath in his mind. With his head buried in Chasei's chest, he could hear the man's steady heartbeat, and then another, and suddenly, he really wanted to listen like this for the rest of his life.