"Drive!"

With the wave of Mo Junyi's whip, the horse was in pain, and then spread his feet and flew forward.

Looking at Mo Junyi, who rode away without saying a word, everyone around him couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Cousin Tsubasa, isn't he too good for that young man?"

Yuan Yu, who witnessed the whole process, was stunned, and until now, he couldn't digest the facts in front of him.

Because, from childhood to adulthood, Cousin Yi was arrogant and indifferent in his mind, and he didn't get close to others, and he wouldn't care about other people at all, let alone care.

It's just that now, this man who has always been indifferent and ruthless actually cares so much for the young man in his arms.

It's as if the boy in his arms is a treasure in the world for him.

What's going on here?

……

In the dead of night, the moon is as cheap as the sky.

At this time when everything was quiet, except for the guards on duty in the Four Kings' Mansion, everyone was already asleep.

However, in a certain room in the Moqing Pavilion of the Yiwang Mansion, a young man was extremely restless in his bed, and kept babbling.

"No, no, don't come here, don't come over, ah, help, help......"

The boy spoke, exclaiming in a low voice, and at last, he burst into tears.

Just when the teenager had nightmares, a big red figure, like a ghost, appeared next to the boy's bed in a flash.

Lowering his head and closing his eyes, looking at the young man on the bed in the faint moonlight, Mo Junyi's eyebrows twisted slightly, and the bottom of his eyes was even more dyed with a bit of distress that he didn't even know.

At this moment, the night was late, and just now, he was already asleep.

Unexpectedly, he was woken up by the exclamation in the next room. Love

At first, he thought that it was someone who was so presumptuous and dared to disturb his sleep at this time.

It's just that when he heard the source of the voice clearly, he was so shocked that he almost didn't think about it, so he rushed over.

I thought that something had happened to this teenager, but I never thought about it, but I realized that this teenager was having a nightmare.

Looking at the boy on the bed, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he whispered repeatedly, obviously, he was trapped by a nightmare.

Looking at the young man's thin body, like a sieve of chaff, shaking endlessly, Mo Junyi pursed his thin lips, and planned to reach out and shake the young man on the bed awake.

It's just that Mo Junyi's big hand fell gently, and before it landed on the young man, the next moment, as if he thought of something, he immediately turned around and walked towards his bedroom.

The boy's room was actually connected to his bedroom, but it was separated by a wall.

When Mo Junyi returned to the boy's room again, he already had an extra handful of jade Xiao in his hand.

Looking at the young man who had nightmares and was sleeping extremely restless on the bed, Mo Junyi just raised the jade Xiao in his hand, put it to his lips, and played it gently.

With Mo Junyi's move, a melodious sound slowly dispersed in the night.

This whisper, melodious, gentle, and gentle.

Sometimes like a March wind, gently blowing through the wicker.

Sometimes it blooms like a hundred flowers, and white butterflies fly.

Sometimes it flows slowly like a stream.

With this gentle and beautiful voice, I saw that the young man who was lying on the bed, tightening his eyebrows and babbling a lot, gradually began to relax.

Even with it, the tightly twisted eyebrows slowly stretched.

Looking at the young man who was slowly sleeping peacefully, Mo Junyi, who was originally gently playing Xiao Sheng, slowly put down the Yu Xiao in his hand, lowered his head and eyes, and looked towards the young man on the bed.

The moonlight was bright, like a veil of mist, and it shrouded the boy softly.