Mo Chuan was speechless.
The girl, relying on his flesh and bones in her stomach, is becoming more and more unscrupulous.
She was sleeping soundly. Did she think about his feelings!
The chest is stuffy and blocked.
He bit his teeth and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, but his heart was more and more irritable. A fire was burning and burning, which seemed to have a trend of burning more and more intense.
Pinch her chin, it feels good.
Touching her lips again, she mumbled: "mosquito..."
He turned around and faced the inner bed.
Mochuan is angry and funny.
He took a handful of her hair and was stunned. How could the girl's hair become so short?
On second thought, this girl is bold and reckless. What can't be done!
No, if it goes on like this, he will have to take a cold bath.
Mo Chuan grew up and strode out.
"Little four."
Xiao Si doesn't know which corner to drill out and bow to salute.
"Your Majesty, the servant is here."
"What about Chu Shaoyang?"
"When I went back to the emperor, she was locked up in the stone prison of Dingyuan palace. The empress said that she would deliver food to him on time every day and not let him die."
"Take me."
Mo Chuan looks expressionless and goes out.
Small four face excited to follow behind.
There's a good show!
I don't know how the emperor is going to deal with the traitor, such as cooking in oil or cramping, dismembering or beheading!
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hearing the footsteps outside the stone gate, Chu Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes in the dark.
In recent days, he has never seen anyone but someone who brings him food on time.
Being alone in this dark and stuffy stone prison without a speaker almost drove him crazy.
There were two of them, light and swift.
Chu Shaoyang's eyes narrowed.
The heavy stone gate opens.
A smell of corruption came out, and Xiao Si said, "emperor, the boy is eating, drinking and sleeping here. I'm afraid it's not good. I'll go and get some incense."
Mo Chuan said.
Small four first went in, lit the candle on the table, and then walked out.
In the small stone prison, only Mo Chuan and Chu Shaoyang are left.
Chu Shaoyang had not seen the sun for several days. He narrowed his eyes and adapted to the light of the candle until he saw the figure standing not far from him.
He couldn't help laughing coldly.
"Chu Mo Chuan, I knew you would come. You did come."
Mo Chuan looked at him indifferently, thin lips slightly pursed, did not speak.
Chu Shaoyang said with a smile: "I knew that I fell into your hands. If you don't come to see my fate, how can you be reconciled? Now that I'm trapped here, you are very proud of my appearance, aren't you?"
He looks really embarrassed.
After being slapped more than ten times by Xiao Si on his cheek, although the swelling has been eliminated, traces can still be seen on his face. However, compared with the ferocious scar on the right face of mochuan, the trace on his face is nothing at all.
Chu Shaoyang stares at the scar on Mo Chuan's face and laughs triumphantly.
Even if he became his prisoner, he could not mend his perfect face.
He is no longer the perfect man he used to be!
Mo Chuan gazed at him and shook his head slowly.
Chu Shaoyang's eyes suddenly became cold and sharp: "Chu mochuan, you want to kill, I Chu Shaoyang if a frown, is not a hero."
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