Seize My Boyfriend - B35 (33)

Zhang Junxin threw away the knife in his eyes. It’s only me who can pretend to be wronged in front of Yangyang. Who do you think you are?

“Songxiang, please go out first.” Mo Zhiyang chuckled. He also knew the undercurrent between the two people. After Song Xiang went out, he sighed and said, “Jun Xin, Song Xiang has been with me for many years.” “I know, I’m just

jealous. You also know that I am small-minded, so I still try to control myself.” I can’t hold back my jealousy. It’s all my fault, Yangyang, can you forgive me?”

Zhang Junxin didn’t want Yangyang to say the following words. These words would definitely not be pleasant to the ears, and if they didn’t suit the ears, they would not be listened to.

“Yangyang, it’s all my fault.”

Mo Zhiyang sighed, “Yeah.” Lao Se batch tea is really a good hand, and you are worthy of it.

Tired today, Mo Zhiyang was half leaning on the imperial concubine’s couch, listening to Zhang Junxin reading beside him.

It was not an option to continue like this, so Mo Zhiyang went through what happened in the plane he entered from beginning to end several times. Suddenly remembering something, he whispered, “Jun Xin, in a few days we will go to Wanfu Temple to pray for blessings and pray that we will live and die together.” ”

Huh?” Zhang Junxin smiled and nodded, “Okay.” It’s okay

to go, we will live and die together with Yang Yang. That’s fine. Now that those little ones have been taken care of and it’s safe outside,

Mo Zhiyang stretched himself comfortably: I want to be the father of the plot.

“What do you mean?” The system didn’t understand. The host had been in a daze just now and didn’t know what to think of. Even if the host says it, it may not be able to understand it.

“It’s okay, let’s go and be the father of the plot master.” Mo Zhiyang sat up straight and stretched out his hand in the direction of Lao Sepi, “I’ll go tomorrow. It’s just a good time to relax. I’ve been depressed these past few days.” Zhang Junxin: “Yeah.

”

You Damn the plot.

Mo Zhiyang leaned back and continued to listen lazily to Lao Sepi’s reading.

The next morning, Mo Zhiyang got up. Last night, because she was going to Wanfu Temple today, Xiao Bailian sternly rejected Lao Sepi’s advances and had a good sleep.

Zhang Junxin held it in last night, and sincerely went to Wanfu Temple today to pray for Yangyang to be safe from now on, and to ask for happiness to be given to Yangyang without having to trouble the Buddha.

“Yangyang, be careful.” The carriage got off at the entrance of Wanfu Temple, but there were steps leading up to the entrance. You can reach it by walking up about ninety-nine steps.

“Yangyang, do you want me to hold you?” Zhang Junxin was still worried.

“It doesn’t matter, just be sincere.” This time Mo Zhiyang had an idea in mind and acted very firmly.

But in the end, I walked slowly because I was blind. It was more than half an hour when I reached the top.

“Come up.” Zhang Junxin had already asked someone to seal him because he was coming today. No one else could come, so it was extra quiet.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t hear the noise, “There are no people today.” There were only the sounds of birds and wooden fish, and the faint sound of monks chanting sutras.

“Yes, we are the only ones today.” Zhang Junxin led people into the hall, “Come and kneel down.” He motioned to Xin Er to bring a futon and place it in front of the two of them.

“Yes.”

Mo Zhiyang lifted up his robe, knelt in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands and said softly, “I am lucky enough to have a husband in this life. I just want to live and die with Zhang Junxin and grow old together.” Zhang Junxin was still listening

. Hearing these words, he was a little surprised and turned to look at Yangyang’s side face. It turns out that I’m not the only one who has to rely on you.

“Buddha bless me, I just want to live and die with Mo Zhiyang and grow old together.” Zhang Junxin was taken to swear together. Without even realizing anything was wrong, they made a vow to live and die together.

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyang bent down and buttoned his head. When you bend down, your lips curl up, and it depends on what happens next. If I die, Lao Se Pi will definitely die too, and you can decide what to do with the plot.

Xiao Bailian thought about it and decided that if his life and that of Lao Sepi were tied together, the plot would not put him in danger.

That’s why I have the guide to pray today. If I die, your protagonist will also die. It’s up to you.

“Plot Master, it depends on whether you are ruthless or I am ruthless.” After three kowtows, Mo Zhiyang straightened up and said, “Buddha bless you.” ”

Buddha bless you.” Zhang Junxin helped the person up, “If you die, you have to stay at Huangquan intersection. Wait for me, I will go find you after I finish handling your affairs.”

Mo Zhiyang curled his lips, “Okay.”

“Wait for me.”

Plot Master: Damn Bai Yueguang, how can Bai Yueguang be so old here? goblin.

There is also a Guanyin statue behind Wanfu Temple, and the two of them planned to visit it.

“I should be the one holding you.” Zhang Junxin sighed. It wasn’t that he felt that he had been walking for too long, but he was just afraid of being strangled by Yang Yang. After all, he didn’t move around much at his age. What should he do if he was tired after walking so much for the first time.

I’m so tired that I probably won’t have any thoughts at night. What should I do if my buttocks are all exhausted?

“Be more sincere when you walk.” Mo Zhiyang squeezed Lao Sepi’s hand and nodded, “It’s okay.” The sound of the

wind carrying the feathered arrow leaving the string made Mo Zhiyang’s ears twitch. But he made no move, and sneered in his heart: Plot master, just watch, if I die in front of the protagonist, will your protagonist survive the rest of the plot alone? Your little cutie is off to explore the air again.

“Be careful!”

When Zhang Junxin saw Yujian, he couldn’t stop him anymore. He hugged Yangyang without even thinking, trying to block Yujian with his body.

But it was also strange that the arrow that was originally aimed straight at Mo Zhiyang’s neck was inexplicably tilted a bit and passed behind Mo Zhiyang without even hurting his skin.

Fuck you, you plot guy, you are a piece of shit, don’t you have to do it for me? Then I will take your protagonist and attack together. Are you scared now?

The man in black hiding in the woods frowned when he saw this scene. The archer who was always accurate failed for the first time, but it was wrong. This shouldn’t be biased.

“Yangyang, are you okay?” Zhang Junxin picked up the person with one hand and hid him in his arms, looking around cautiously, “Xinsi!” He clearly remembered that Xinsi was here, so why was there someone assassinating him.

“Xinsi!”

“Master!” Xinsi jumped down from the tree crown not far away, and knelt down on one knee to say hello, “Master, what’s the matter?”

Zhang Junxin lowered his voice, “Didn’t you see the assassin?!” Ruo If it wasn’t because Yang Yang was here, he would have kicked him over a long time ago.

“I don’t know.” Xinsi straightened his back, as if he didn’t feel derelict in the accident just now.

“What are you doing for food!”

Mo Zhiyang nestled in Lao Sepi’s arms, saying nothing but closing his eyes and listening. The tone of this letter was different from the respectful and fearful tone of other secret guards before.

There was a hint of ridicule in this tone.

Xiao Bailian tightened her grip on Lao Sepi’s shirt, expressing her fear but saying nothing.

“My slave deserves to die.” There is no fear in this sentence. It can be said that Xin Si is confident.

Zhang Junxin also heard the meaning of these words, and after a long silence, he picked up Yangyang and turned to leave.

After everyone left, Xinsi stood up and wiped the dust off his knees. Touching the mask on his face, he calculated that the time was almost the same.

That blind young man deserves to die too.

Mo Zhiyang was nestled in Lao Sepi’s arms. After this incident, he had no intention of worshiping Buddha. It’s just that the trust was not very easy to deal with. It seemed that he was responsible for the assassination this time, and even the stabbing with the knife that time.

It is possible that Xin Si also likes Lao Se Pi, so he wants to put himself to death.

But the arrow just now was supposed to be heading towards me, but it somehow missed. I guess it was just the plot, it made me laugh to death.

You wanted to kill me before, but now you want to save me. Are you cheap or not, this plot guy?

“Yangyang, what are you laughing at?” Zhang Junxin just lowered his head and saw the corners of Yangyang’s mouth raised. It looked like he was happy, but he didn’t know why he was happy.

“You’re laughing, life is short, just look away.” Mo Zhiyang lied casually, never thinking that he could fool Lao Sepi, and even deliberately wanted to tell Lao Sepi that he was worried.

This didn’t sound right, but Zhang Junxin didn’t dare to ask.

Mo Zhiyang was now confident, as his life was tied to Lao Sepi’s. If he dies, Lao Sepi will definitely follow him. The plot writer should also be aware of this and stagger the fatal arrow just now.

“Yeah.” Zhang Junxin was willing to be deceived and didn’t ask any more questions.

After returning to the palace, Zhang Junxin coaxed Yangyang to sleep before going out.

After hearing the door close, Mo Zhiyang sighed, “Lao Sepi went to find the trust to settle the score. This trust is not simple.” Maybe many of them were his handiwork. “I also think there is something wrong with this

trust.” The system thinks so too. The feeling of this Xin Si is different from other secret guards. None of them dare to be so arrogant. Only this letter shop has a different tone of voice from Lao Sepi.

Mo Zhiyang turned over and turned his back to the door, “Yes.” It was true, but now that the plot master was protecting himself, he was still afraid of what that thing would do.

“However, I am very curious about what he will do next.” Mo Zhiyang chuckled. This plane is interesting. At the beginning of the plot, you had to kill yourself, but now you have to protect yourself.

“Interesting, interesting.”

When Xin Er came over, he saw Xin Si kneeling at the door. There were whip marks on his body and back. It looked like he had been beaten very hard.

“Why are you here?” Xin Er stopped beside Xin Si and tilted his head slightly.

Xinsi shook his head and did not answer.

In fact, among the ten secret guards, Xin Si is mainly responsible for the outside of the city. Xin Er is not familiar with him. He has gone about his own affairs since training ten years ago and rarely meets him.

He didn’t ask too many questions and walked into the house quickly.

“Master.” Shinji knelt down and saluted. He was summoned suddenly and urgently for some unknown reason.

Zhang Junxin flipped through the secret letters in his hand, reading them one by one over and over again. He raised his eyes to look at Xin Er who was kneeling in front of him, suppressed the guard in his eyes and said, “Go check the letter office. I want to know what he has done recently.”

Xin Er is mainly in charge of the government and is the least acquainted with Xin Si, so it would not be biased to ask him to investigate.

“Yes.” Shinji didn’t dare to ask any more questions. He could only obey his master’s decision and had no right to ask why.

After waving the second letter away, Zhang Junxin glanced at the few lines in the secret letter. What on earth did Xinsi do after disappearing for a month? And this ghost doctor.

If Xinsi surrenders to the emperor, what about the other secret guards? Xinjiu and Xinshi are far away in the capital. Will they be incited to rebel? It seems that these secret guards are not so loyal.

The most important thing for a secret guard is not only ability but also loyalty. If the heart is not loyal, the stronger the ability, the greater the disaster.

Mo Zhiyang has been really comfortable these days, there is no plot to cause trouble, he eats and drinks happily with Lao Sepi, and the cute little new one comes occasionally.

Xiao Bailian would sometimes give him a little nudge to help him adapt to the living habits of feudal society.