The young man paused, his delicate little face showed a calm and calm atmosphere, a little reasonable, as if he didn't feel anything about this behavior, and met his gaze frankly and innocently.

"How?"

"That's why His Majesty wants to send him personally." Mo Xiucheng opened his lips and spoke hoarsely, his eyes burning fiercely.

"Sort of." The little emperor raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, and he was a little weak-hearted, but he was confident: "Is there any problem?" ”

Just because she hasn't moved doesn't mean she hasn't remembered.

The man in front of her can only be bullied, and only she can be hurt!

Plop –

Plop –

Mo Xiucheng's eyes seemed to have a lot of light, and looking at the young man standing in front of him under the sun, he felt that her whole body seemed to be radiating light.

It was so dazzling, so dazzling, that he was reluctant to take his eyes off at all.

And voila.

How can she make him unimpressed, how to make him dislike.

It's someone he likes, it's —

He rejoiced in His Majesty.

……

Hmmm-

"Huh!" Xu Yi saw that he was staring at himself in front of him, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and finally his eyes were out of focus for a moment, and his body shook Mo Xiucheng.

She hurriedly stepped forward to support him, frowning and reproaching.

"What's going on, you! Is it a wound? Look, don't you want to come along? ”

The two subordinates next to him who were about to reach out to catch their general's subordinates retracted their hands in a gray manner, looked up and looked at the guards who followed behind the little emperor, all of them bowed their heads and pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't see it.

"It's fine." Mo Xiucheng, who stabilized his figure, was stunned for a moment, did not struggle, looked down at the petite body holding him in front of him, sniffed the smell of her body, pursed his lips and did not stand up.

"It's okay fart! How's the injury? Does it hurt? The young man put his arms around him and raised his head to look at him, but his unhappy little face showed a little worry, and looked at him suspiciously.

"......" General Mo, who wanted to open his mouth to say that it didn't hurt, stared at her rare and worried expression, lowered his head gently, and actually lowered his head to her shoulder socket in cooperation, a little aggrieved, a little dumb: "...... Somewhat. ”

"Is the wound open? Hurry back and call the doctor to check it out. Xu Yi frowned, hurriedly helped him out, and led him to his carriage: "Come, get into my carriage, be comfortable, it's not so bumpy." ”

“…… Well. ”

Mo Xiucheng didn't exert any strength, so he pressed all the weight on the young man's body, and let her help herself to the carriage with great difficulty.

Feeling the two little arms hugging him worriedly, he helped him to the side of the carriage.

Mo Xiucheng stared at her quiet and serious little face, and his eyes visibly softened.

Mo Xiucheng's subordinates wanted to go up to help, but they reached over and kicked him with one foot.

！

He turned his head in shock, winced his eyebrows at his companion, shook his head and waved his hand at him frantically.

Only then did he realize, obediently retracted his paws, and raised his eyes to look at the back of his general.

The subordinate thought bitterly.

Ben expected that if their general could rebel, they would be willing to follow.

But what I never expected was -

The general actually chose such an 'anti' !!

didn't pull the little emperor off the dragon chair, but he might have pulled the little emperor to the ...... Ahem couch !!

……

It's not that I suspect that Mo Xiucheng is pitiful, but I also know that he must be affected by the wound, so he is unstable, so even if he knows that he is pretending to be wronged.

Xu Yi also indulged slowly, protected him, and escorted him all the way to the General's Mansion.

When he got off the carriage and sent him into the general's mansion, Mo Xiucheng grabbed her hands and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

"General."