Seize My Boyfriend - B27 (10)

“Master, do you have to go chant sutras and pray for blessings?” Mo Zhiyang was a little scared, but he still sat at his feet in the same posture, with his chin resting on Lao Sepi’s thigh, and his hands on his thighs, tugging on his jade pendant. “Slave is not the real little emperor. What if those ancestors see that slave is not and come to claim his life?” ”

No.” Huai Qiubai is holding the book in his right hand and caressing the back of the little emperor’s neck with his left hand.

You are of royal blood, and if the late emperor really opens his eyes, it will only restore your memory.

But Huai Qiubai suddenly thought that if the little emperor regained his memory, he couldn’t help but lower his head and glance at the obedient little cutie. It would really not be cute at all.

Then kill him. Kill him as soon as he recovers his memory. Isn’t that child still there at Prince Qi’s Mansion?

“Then will the master go with the slave?” Mo Zhiyang said, raising his head and looking at him pitifully with deer-like eyes, “The slave will be afraid.” “Before the emperor died, his majesty asked me to call

him If you say “ya father” to you, you will naturally follow suit.” The current Huai Qiubai is not disgusted with this thing yet.

Naturally, he wanted to follow. If those people really showed up and asked the little emperor to regain his memory, then it would not be bad to kill the royal bloodline in front of those spirits.

It’s a pleasure.

Looking at the smile on his lips, Mo Zhiyang guessed that Lao Sepi must have some perverted thoughts now. Tsk tsk, he is really a pervert.

“No, he’s just a pervert.” The system agreed.

“Who’s talking?” Huai Qiubai suddenly heard a strange voice. It was emotionless and sounded like a ten-year-old child. What was he saying, pervert?

What is metamorphosis? Couldn’t help but look around.

“Master, what’s wrong with you?” Mo Zhiyang sensed something was wrong. Is there really such a thing as ancestors appearing?

Damn it, I don’t have to deal with all this in the ancient palace plane.

“It’s nothing.” There was indeed no one in the hall, and the voice should be near him. Huai Qiubai thought it was because these people were a little tired, so he didn’t think much about it.

He looked down at the little emperor and threw the book aside, “Get up.”

“Yes.” Mo Zhiyang knew what he was going to do and stood up obediently.

This old pervert seemed to have a strange hobby. He would watch me take off my clothes the first time, and then he would help me take off my clothes every time.

Just like a rice dumpling, the person who wants to eat it always has to peel off the rice dumpling leaves. The process of peeling off the rice dumpling leaves every time is exactly the same as the moment when the wave comes.

“Master?” Mo Zhiyang was stripped naked again.

Huai Qiubai sat on a chair, quietly admiring this beautiful appearance, and finally couldn’t help but touch it, “Tsk.” He said softly, “Just wait.” This guy,

I It was very cold like this. Mo Zhiyang just stood there naked. After a while, the person came back, but he still had the paintbrush and inkstone in his hand.

“Such a good piece of paper should have a wonderful painting to match it.” Huai Qiubai put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone aside, sat back on the chair, and waved to him, “Come here, slave, stand in front of me Come.”

This will make it easier to write.

“It’s really perverted.” The system sighed.

Mo Zhiyang walked over obediently and stood in front of him, “Master, what are you doing?”

“Do something big!”

Huai Qiubai dipped his pen in his right hand and slid his left hand down the little emperor’s ear. Slowly reaching the neck, he suddenly came back to his senses and said, “Red plum blossoms fall in the snow, very good.”

He raised his hand and clicked a branch under the little emperor’s earlobe, painting it carefully and carefully.

“Master, it’s itchy!” The tip of the pen scratched the skin, itching and moist, which made Mo Zhiyang feel a little uncomfortable, “Master, my neck is itchy.” “Patience!

”

Huai Qiubai was concentrating on it and couldn’t bear to ruin this beautiful painting, “It’s so beautiful.”

Extending from the lower back were red plum branches, but there were no flowers on them, and they were bare and imprinted on the snow-white skin.

After finishing the last stroke, Huai Qiubai nodded with satisfaction and threw the pen aside. “Excellent, now let’s start drawing flowers.” As he said that, he took a bite below his earlobe.

“Hiss~” Mo Zhiyang shrank his shoulders in pain and burst into tears, “It hurts, Master.”

Looking at the bleeding wound, isn’t this just a red plum in full bloom? Huai Qiubai was very satisfied and ignored him, but continued to complete the painting.

Mo Zhiyang’s skin was sucked all over his body, and some were bitten. There were red plum blossoms blooming on the painted branches, rising and falling with Huai Qiubai’s erratic movements.

“It’s so beautiful.” Huai Qiubai felt that this was the most perfect painting he had ever painted in his life, a picture of plum blossoms in the snow. “I have never seen anything so beautiful.” The most important thing is that this kind of beauty was created by himself

. This kind of satisfaction is unparalleled.

Around this painting, Huai Qiubai was particularly gentle to the little emperor today. After finishing the body work, he helped the unconscious little emperor clean up and lay down to rest with him.

“Tsk.” Huai Qiubai stroked the mark under the little emperor’s earlobe, “It’s indeed good. As long as you don’t recover your memory, I won’t kill you.” This was just what he said. He was already asleep, Huai

Qiu Bai didn’t expect him to answer.

After this time, Mo Zhiyang could feel that Lao Sepi’s tolerance threshold for him was getting higher and higher, and he would not get angry even if he did some small actions.

But Xiao Bailian was very keen on his preferences, usually lying next to him obediently when he was busy, and doing her own thing without saying a word.

If Ji Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai at this time, it may really annoy the old people, such as that Hua Xing.

Finally, the day came when he was going to Kaifu Temple. Mo Zhiyang ate the meat-flavored imperial meal prepared by the imperial study room, and then got into the largest, most beautiful and golden carriage.

As soon as he entered, he lay down and said, “Hiccup! I’m so full. I didn’t expect that TM can really make vegetarian dishes taste like meat. It’s so delicious. This is such a damn fine food.” “You’re so happy eating

. “The system beeped quietly.

“Of course I’m happy.” Just when Mo Zhiyang wanted to continue lying down with Ge You, the voice of Prime Minister Huai was heard outside. It was probably the old lady who came over, so he quickly got up and sat down pretending to be reserved.

Originally, Huai Qiubai wanted to ride in his own carriage, but he always felt uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he felt that there was a little emperor missing in his arms, so he might as well go find the little emperor.

As a result, Huai Qiubai walked to the carriage and was stopped when he was about to step up.

“Prime Minister Huai.”

Huai Qiubai turned his head at this familiar voice. It was indeed him. Why was he here?

“Host, host, the protagonist is here. He’s outside.” The system quickly called the host to come out and watch the show.

“The butterfly spirit is here!” Mo Zhiyang was very curious as to whether this butterfly spirit really convinced people with its beauty or if it was just a Mary Sue halo. He opened the car curtain and looked out.

Sure enough, I saw an extremely beautiful young man. He was indeed very beautiful. It could be said that he looked like a spring flower.

“Prime Minister Huai!” Hua Xing saw him getting off the carriage just now, so he hurriedly caught up with him. He just wanted to see him again. It was so good to see him again, “Prime Minister Huai.” “It’s you again?” Huai Qiubai was holding back

. I’m so angry, how long will this person be bothered?

“Prime Minister Huai.” Hua Xing ran to him and gasped softly, “Good morning, Prime Minister Huai. I haven’t seen you for a long time, Prime Minister Huai.” There were only

three sentences in total, and they were all related to Prime Minister Huai. Mo Zhiyang finally understood that the protagonist was subject to I really like Lao Se Pi, but this Lao Se Pi really annoys the protagonist.

“Look, Lao Sepi’s brows are twisted like knots, and he can even walk on the rope.” ”

Host, something’s wrong with you?” Why did Hao Duanduan start to tremble again, and the system felt that the host had really changed.

Seeing him again, Hua Xing was filled with joy and said, “I’m pregnant with the Prime Minister.” But he didn’t know what to say anymore, as if the words were stuck in his mouth.

“Tsk, tsk, I don’t even know how to talk about love. This protagonist is really innocent.” Mo Zhiyang sighed again.

“I still have something to do, let’s go first.” Huai Qiu was very annoyed and got into the carriage with a flick of his sleeves.

Hua Xing could only watch him get on the carriage, his mouth pursed and he didn’t know what to do. Prime Minister Huai seemed to hate him for being such a god-like figure.

When the old man came up, Mo Zhiyang quickly sat down. When he saw him, he was happy and stood up from his seat. “Master, you are here!”

Seeing him smile again, Huai Qiubai felt a little strange. , why do you feel happy when you see the little emperor smiling, but feel bored when you see Hua Xing smile?

Maybe it’s because the little emperor doesn’t annoy people.

“Yes.” Huai Qiubai walked over and sat down, extending his hand to the little emperor.

Mo Zhiyang walked over to him very wisely, nestled in his arms, and shared what happened today, “Master, the imperial kitchen really made the vegetarian dishes taste like meat. Today I ate four bowls to my heart’s content. ”

Eat so much.” Huai Qiubai couldn’t help but touch the little emperor’s belly. He was still a little thin, probably because he had eaten too little before.

“Eat too much?” Mo Zhiyang wilted immediately, as if he felt uncomfortable being told by his master that he had eaten too much. “Then, how about you eat less in the future?” “Eat.” After eating so much, he still didn’t gain weight

. Qiu Bai was a little worried. If the little emperor ate too little, wouldn’t he be skinny and bones? It would be uncomfortable to hold.

Mo Zhiyang leaned in his arms and murmured softly, “I thought the master thought the slave ate too much.”

“It’s not like he can’t afford it.”

As soon as the carriage moved, Mo Zhiyang jolted in his arms and couldn’t help but hug his neck tightly, “Master, what kind of person was the little emperor before?” “Why do you ask this suddenly?” Huai Qiubai frowned

.

“I’m just curious. After all, Nu’er has been pretending to be a little emperor for so long, but Nu’er often dreams about him. He’s sitting on a chair, looking at Nu’er from a distance, as if he’s crying or laughing.” At this point, Mo Zhi

said Yang couldn’t help but crawl into his arms, “It looks scary.”

“Did he say anything?” Huai Qiubai tightened his arms around the little emperor’s waist.

Mo Zhiyang looked like he was thinking, and then shook his head, “I dreamed about it two or three times, but each time I didn’t speak. I just looked at Nu’er from a distance, and sometimes laughed or cried loudly without speaking. Nu’er If your son is scared, he will wake up. It doesn’t matter many times, just occasionally.”

Huai Qiubai frowned slightly, “The little emperor is a mediocre person who is good at everything. He is cowardly and has no talent for governing the world, but he just… If you become the emperor, you will not be able to bear the responsibility.”

“Huh?”