My Tough Husband

Although the little old man could see Han Tingxuan, he didn't know how to deal with Han Tingxuan's affairs.

In the next three days, when the Jin Dynasty was mostly destroyed, the air pressure on Mo Yanzhi's side was getting lower and lower.

After all, it is for people to pass on. Some things are naturally different from face-to-face conversations, even if they feel different. Therefore, Mo Yanzhi has not really let the little old man pass on much in the past three days.

As time got closer, Mo Yanzhi didn't want to say anything.

Mo Yanzhi now felt a sense of despair from the inside out.

On this day, Yang Shuo returned with a group of shadow guards. They had completed their mission and naturally returned.

However, Mo Yanzhi did not see him.

Yang Shuo went back to Yue Youbai's place. Hearing that these days, Mo Yanzhi was abnormal.

Both Yang Shuo and Yue Youbai were a little silent, the emperor really cares about Wang Fu!

Yang Shuo held Yue Youbai and smiled. "I am back."

Yue Youbai nodded and rolled her eyes. "Well, I didn't expect that you only spent such a short time."

Yang Shuo was silent and sighed. "Because of Lihuo."

Yue Youbai said: "Did he come back with him?"

Yang Shuo shook his head. "he died."

Yue Youbai was startled. "how come?"

Yang Shuo said softly: "I'm afraid it's death. We assassinated the emperor of the Jin Dynasty. We also killed two princes and one prince. Lihuo took us to make it. Otherwise, the Jin Dynasty iron bucket I'm afraid we won't even be able to enter the same palace, and all he takes us through are the underground tunnels of the Jin Dynasty palace."

Yue Youbai was a little scared. "There have always been secret passages in the palace that others didn't know. I didn't expect him to know so much." Yang Shuo nodded. "Everyone has their own story... he avenged his revenge and betrayed the Jin Dynasty, for fear that he would have no love." Yue Youbai fell silent, and then hugged Yang Shuo's waist tightly. "I am a little lucky."

Yang Shuo smiled. "Fortunately you don't have to betray Yue Chao?"

"Yeah." Yue Youbai nodded. "Yes, you don't have to betray your own dynasty, your hometown, your relatives. Then Lihuo is also forced to be helpless?"

"It's all Wu Xian doing evil." Yang Shuo said coldly. "It's just a pity that Wu Xian and Wu Qiankun can't be found now. But Wu Qiankun's forces are probably left behind."

Yue Youbai nodded. "Yes, Yun Yuan is against the water, and Wu Qiankun's power is indeed nothing left, but his martial arts is very high, and together with Wu Xian, it is more threatening."

"Have you seen Yun Yuan?" Yang Shuo asked.

"Well, Yun Yuan has been here five days ago, and the emperor asked me to receive him."

Yang Shuo sighed. "I know that Yun Yuan is still from Brother Chen Wangfuhan, but in a blink of an eye, it is like this."

Yue Youbai's fists tightened. "I don't know if Wang Fu Chen can survive this calamity."

Yang Shuo didn't speak, and both of them had sadness in their eyes.

On the last day of the March deadline, the little old man was sent back to Murakami, and Mo Yanzhi took Han Tingxuan to a cliff at the border. The shadow guards were a little worried that Mo Yanzhi had death in his heart, so they stared firmly. .

What's more, Ying Yi said: "The emperor, the prince is still young, he needs you."

Mo Yanzhi glanced at Ying coldly, and said indifferently: "Do you think I want to seek death?"

Ying Yi stiffened and said nothing.

On the edge of the cliff, starting from sunrise, Mo Yanzhi held Han Tingxuan's body and sat here.

Han Tingxuan's soul body floated beside him. The jade pendant on the neck can hardly see the brilliance.

Mo Yanzhi didn't say anything, sitting from sunrise to sunset.

All day, the shadow guard brought food, but he didn't move a bit, even his figure didn't move a bit. After sunset, when the night came, Mo Yanzhi still didn't move.

And Han Tingxuan, he glanced sadly at the jade pendant in front of him, and it was no longer bright.

When midnight came, Han Tingxuan suddenly felt a torn pain.

The pain of the torn soul made Han Tingxuan groan, and then yelled.

It's just that no one can see him, no one can hear his voice, and the only little old man who can see has now been sent away.

Therefore, no one can hear Han Tingxuan's voice...

Gradually, the pain disappeared, and Han Tingxuan's soul was also torn apart...

And Mo Yanzhi felt the body of the person in his arms gradually get cold, as if he didn't feel anything...

Yingyi was the closest to Han Tingxuan, and at the beginning he could still feel the other's weak breathing, but now... he can't feel it anymore.

Ying Yi felt a pain in her heart and stiffened. Chen Wangfu, is this going?

As midnight passed and dawn came again, Mo Yanzhi remained motionless.

Holding Han Tingxuan, Mo Yanzhi saw a sunrise, like a red sunrise...

After sunrise, Mo Yanzhi picked him up. "Have you found the place you found?"

Yingyi immediately replied, "I found it."

"Then go." Mo Yanzhi said lightly.

I don’t ride horses, I just walk there step by step with people in my arms...

It took four hours to walk along the Yingyi Belt Road before stopping in a cave underneath a canyon.

The temperature here is extremely low. Even though it is already very hot outside, it is very cold when I come here.

Especially after entering the cave, you can feel the icy cold without using internal power.

Mo Yanzhi didn't use internal force, as if he didn't feel anything, he just hugged people and walked inside.

Cave, no, it should be an ice cave to be exact. This ice cave is very cold.

Mo Yanzhi hugged Han Tingxuan and walked to the innermost point. There was no such thing as a coffin. There was only a two-person high ice. Mo Yanzhi used his internal force to blast away the thick ice and then put Han Tingxuan in. After that, many huge ice cubes were used to bury people. After doing all this, Mo Yanzhi leaned over and kissed on the ice. After a long time, he got up, turned around, and walked out of the hole step by step. A shadow guard stood outside with an old man.

Mo Yanzhi looked at the little old man with warm eyes and only asked a word. "He is still there?"

The little old man shivered and shook his head.

Mo Yanzhi seemed to have expected it, and it seemed that he didn't hear anything and just left step by step.

Many shadow guards lowered their heads, and Ying Yi fell to the end. After everyone left, the entrance of the cave was collapsed with internal force, and the entrance of the cave was blocked.

This is Mo Yanzhi's command to keep this place isolated from the world.

After finishing this, Yingyi caught up with the large group, and his heart was throbbing.

Five years later, the Xianwang Mansion.

Ye, Han frowned, "Where is your prince?"

The shadow guard replied: "Study."

"Why are you in the study again?" Han's brows frowned tighter.

The shadow guard didn't answer, and Han didn't expect the other party to answer. After getting the answer, he went to the study.

Tian Yusu was really busy in the study.

Han pushed the door and walked in. Tian Yusu looked up and smiled when he saw Han. "came back?"

Han nodded. "Well, I have come back very late these few days, why are you late than me every time?"

Tian Yusu sighed. "No way, the things your brother Mo has thrown down are more urgent."

There was a cold pause. "Big Brother Mo... is he... okay?"

Tian Yusu also paused. "Okay... how do you say it? It's always been like that."

Han lowered his head. Somewhat low. "Well, I'm going back to the room first."

Tian Yusu put down the workstation at hand and got up. "I'll be with you."

Han glanced at each other. "Isn't it over yet?"

"Then you have to sleep too^" Tian Yusu said with a smile.

Han didn't say anything, and went back, Tian Yusu was with the other party.

After the two took a shower, they hugged Tian Yusu when they were lying on the bed, and asked each other twice, which was very powerful.

Tian Yusu couldn't help saying: "Take it lightly... you have old arms and legs, and I can't stand your toss."

Han smiled. "How come? Isn't tenacity good?"

Tian Yusu rolled his eyes, there was already a layer of fine sweat on his face, and Han kissed the sweat on his forehead. "Sorry."

Tian Yusu paused, "Every time you mention you Brother Mo and Brother Han, you are in a bad mood, what else can I do."

Han's body stiffened, and soon softened again. "Sorry."

Tian Yusu put his arms around Han's neck. "Well, I didn't blame you either."

Han nodded, withdrew from himself, and then hugged him sideways. "I will give you a bath."

Even if he did a lot of this kind of thing, Tian Yusu still couldn't help his face flushing. He was really not young anymore, at least compared to Han, he was not young anymore.

However, his maintenance is very good, coupled with good internal function, so now it seems that he is believed to be in his early twenties. But even so, in terms of physical strength, it is incomparable with Han.

Han is only twenty-four this year! And he is almost thirty!

In fact, Tian Yusu doesn’t know that he is more attractive now than ever, so he has been unable to control himself for several times in bed. Tian Yusu’s face is too gorgeous, and his style of work over the years is extremely strong, which makes him totally uncontrollable. The aura of people develops in the direction of dignity.

In this way, in bed, Han felt that he was naturally unable to control such a powerful and beautiful lover under his body.

After the shower, Tian Yusu was already asleep. Han got up with very light movements, put on black clothes and got out of bed. Tian Yusu didn't know at all, and fell asleep peacefully.

Han put on the night clothes, but went straight to the palace.

Going to the palace openly in his capacity is naturally a bit troublesome. Therefore, he has gone at night all these years. Although, since the death of his eldest brother, Mo's expression has been getting colder day by day. Until now, he doesn't know. It's been a long time since the other party laughed... and even if he went, the other party didn't pay much attention to it.

That night, Han went directly to Mo Yanzhi's bedroom.

It’s just that there should be people’s sleeping quarters in the past, but now there is no one. Han frowned suddenly.

At this moment, Ying San fell down beside him. "cold."

Han immediately looked at each other. "Where's Big Brother?"

Ying Sandao: "His Royal Highness suddenly had a high fever, and the emperor is now with him."

Han's face changed. "I went to see."

Ying San didn't stop him, and went with the other party.

When the cold arrived, there were a lot of people in the Prince's Palace, but it was not chaotic. But it's all outside.

Han Meng put on his face mask, dressed as a shadow guard, and went straight inside. Everyone only vaguely saw an afterimage, which was still because Han had passed in front of them.

The moment Han's breath appeared, a cold glance swept towards him. Han knew that only Mo Yanzhi, the current emperor, could give him this feeling.

In recent years, Mo Yanzhi's martial arts has also improved to a great extent.

Han even felt that he was not Mo Yanzhi's opponent now!

Han pulled down the mask. "Big brother, it's me."

Mo Yanzhi's eyes were still cold, but only slightly eased. "How did you come?"

Han said: "Let me see, is the prince sick?"

Mo Yanzhi said "Um," and he still sat there without speaking.

At this moment, Shen Fangde walked out from inside and knelt towards Mo Yanzhi. "The emperor Qi told the emperor, the prince is not affected, but he has been infected with the wind and cold, and the Weichen has given the prince the needle. As long as he takes good care of him tonight, he will change his shirt frequently and he will definitely get better tomorrow."

Mo Yanzhi nodded lightly. "I see, go down."

"Yes, Weichen will come over tomorrow morning."

Mo Yanzhi didn't speak, but Shen Fangde knew that this was the message to let him go, so he stepped back.

Han said softly: "Brother, I'll go in and see the prince, okay?"

Mo Yanzhi nodded dispensable, and Han opened his mouth. He didn't say anything, and went in.

On the Jinsi bed, Tian Zhuoqing was already six years old, but he was very good and tall. At this time, people believed that he was eight years old. And the other party is also very mature and rational, and looks like a little adult.

He grew up completely under the emperor's elite education model. Now he is capable of literary and military skills, and is experienced in accidents. He doesn't look like a six-year-old at all.

This child has been very sensible since he was two years old. Some of the children's mischief have never appeared on him. It is said that he is more sensible than the former prince Tian Zhuoyou.

However, Han rarely sees each other smiling. Han didn't even know what was thinking in the little head of this child. It's shameful to be sophisticated. It makes people...very distressed.

Tian Zhuoqing had a high fever, but his consciousness was still very clear. Now I am awake.

He was a little surprised when he saw the appearance of cold. "Uncle Han?"

Han nodded. "Well, it's me, I'll come to see you."

Tianzhuo nodded intently. "I'm okay. Uncle Han is worried." Such an answer didn't look like a child at all, sick, and didn't act like a baby.

Han fell silent and said, "Xiao Lie missed you very much." Zhou Lie, Han’s apprentice, occasionally, Han also taught Tian Zhuoqing martial arts, and even took Tian Zhuoqing outside, and Zhou Lie, too. Acquainted.

Tian Zhuoqing paused and said, "There are so many things to learn recently, I'm afraid I can't go out to play."

At this moment, I was very sad. "How to learn so many things?"

Tianzhuo Qing said indifferently: "This palace is a prince, so I should."

Han closed his eyes and said a few more words with Tian Zhuoqing before leaving.

Mo Yanzhi was still sitting where he was just now, Han was about to speak, and Mo Yanzhi had already said indifferently: "I have seen it, let's go back." In the end, Han couldn't say anything.

After Han left, Mo Yanzhi walked into the house, and Tian Zhuoqing's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Yanzhi.

"Father."

Mo Yanzhi nodded lightly. "take a good rest."

Tianzhuo nodded. "Yes, I know."

Mo Yanzhi glanced at the child, didn't say anything, turned and left.

Tian Zhuoqing was a little disappointed. The disappointment above the extremely Mo Yanzhi face only lasted for a moment, and then calmed down... His father was not close to him, he knew that he was... used to...

Mo Yanzhi left very slowly, step by step, as if he didn't exist anymore...

When he arrived at his bedroom, Mo Yanzhi went into the bath, but the warm pool water could not warm his heart. He soaked himself in the bath, and did not move after a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed before Mo Yanzhi stood up, put on his underwear, and went back to the bedroom.

Lying on the big but icy bed, Mo Yanzhi slowly closed his eyes.

In five years, he has never dreamed of his husband once. He doesn't know why this is so, so what he can rely on is just daytime thoughts.

But this night, he didn't know why, but he dreamed about it.

In the dream, Han Tingxuan smiled at him and said to him: Well, wait for me, I will be back soon. You have to wait for me and take care of our balls.

Early in the morning, Mo Yanzhi's cheeks were wet when he woke up from his dream.

come back? Mo Yanzhi twitched the corner of his mouth ironically. He didn't expect that the first time he dreamed was such a dream, it was really a dream...

His husband is back? Back to where? How come back?

He got up, put on his clothes, Mo Yanzhi went to practice sword, it is still early, he can practice sword almost half an hour before the time of the previous morning...