sneered disapprenorantly, and Mo Qiuze's eyes darkened:

"There's no one here, the guests are in the lobby, and no one will see it."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and blocked the mouth that would make him angrier for a moment.

After being kissed, Zuo Yuanchuan wiped his mouth fiercely, and was so angry that he wanted to use a sword to split the person in front of him.

After a few quick breaths, a few more silver needles in his hand pressed against the lifeblood of Mo Qiuze's neck:

"If you do anything more than that, believe it or not, I'll abolish you!"

Mo Qiuze has no fear:

"You can't bear it."

The hand holding the needle trembled, and Zuo Yuanchuan was easily restrained by Mo Qiuze again without checking.

"Stay with me in my house tonight, and I'll tell you why I brought Mo Yunchuan back from the battlefield."

His chin was raised, Zuo Yuanchuan turned his head and didn't want to look at Mo Qiuze:

"You let go of your hands! I don't want to know! ”

Mo Qiuze was not annoyed, but his mood became good.

"This is the General's Mansion, what you said doesn't count."

He likes to see Zuo Yuanchuan's angry appearance.

Especially in ...... When in bed.

Mo Yunchuan stood behind the rockery.

Seeing Mo Qiuze carry Zuo Yuanchuan back to the room.

The backyard of the General's Mansion is indeed as Mo Qiuze said, and there are no people, not even a single subordinate can be seen.

Presumably, he had already ordered people not to come to the backyard to disturb him.

It was in this way that Mo Yunchuan was able to bump into them on the way to the dining room, and hear those words.

The knuckles were slightly retracted inward, and Mo Yunchuan didn't listen to the sound coming from the bedroom, and walked slowly in the direction of the dining room.

Si Nan lay on the couch with his eyes closed.

I figured out the plot again in the space.

When you see somewhere, your eyes pause.

[Mo Yunchuan is actually the prince of Yongguo, and Mo Qiuze brought it back to Liguo as a hole card. ］

What hole cards?

Si Nan half-narrowed his eyes, a little puzzled for a while.

Is it used as a hole card to threaten Yongguo?

Or something else?

There are only a few sentences in the plot, but they are not explicitly stated.

And it seems that Mo Yunchuan is the prince of Yongguo, and only Mo Qiuze knows about it.

Can......

Mo Yunchuan is already ten years old, and there is no mention in the plot that he has lost his memory, so how can he not know his identity as the prince of Yongguo?

Thinking of this, Si Nan looked at the little scum sitting on his shoulder with a depressed face:

"Why did Mo Qiuze hit Mo Yunchuan today?"

The little scum pursed his lips and looked sullen:

[He found out that Mo Yunchuan has been close to you in recent days, so he punished him. Mo Yunchuan is the prince of Yongguo, of course, if he can have less contact with others, he will have less contact, otherwise why do you think his courtyard is so deserted. 】

Si Nan stared at the small scum for a while.

I don't know where it learned such rich emotions from Tongzi.

Raising his hand and touching the illusory head of the little scum, Si Nan's legs overlapped:

"Does Mo Yunchuan know his identity?"

The little scum who was comforted was in a good mood, and immediately said:

Of course he does. 】

When Mo Yunchuan came back with food, Si Nan noticed the movement, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Brother."

Taking out the food contained in the food box and putting it on the table, Mo Yunchuan let out a "hmm".

Being carried to the table and sitting down, Si Nan opened his mouth, enjoying the feeding without having to do it himself.

His eyes carefully traced the contours of Mo Yunchuan's face, and there was an unknown emotion in the depths of Si Nan's eyes.

Probably because of malnutrition, Mo Yunchuan was very thin, but that face could still be a little handsome.

On closer inspection, he is actually three points similar to Chi Yu.

Noticing Si Nan's gaze, Mo Yunchuan looked directly at her, his eyes dimmed, and the hand holding the bowl slowly tightened.

She seemed to be looking at another person through herself.

He hated it.

……