Mo Chuan was immediately speechless.
This girl, relying on having his flesh and blood in her belly, became more and more unscrupulous.
She slept soundly, had she ever thought about his feelings
My chest felt tight and congested.
He gritted his teeth and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, but his heart became more and more agitated. The fire was burning, and it seemed that it was getting stronger and stronger.
Squeeze her chin, it feels good.
Touching her lips again, she muttered: "Mosquito..."
He turned around and faced the inner bed.
Mo Chuan was angry and funny.
He tugged her hair and couldn't help but be startled. Why did this girl's hair become so short
Then I thought about it, this girl is so bold, there is nothing she can't do!
No, if this continues, he will have to take a cold bath.
Mo Chuan stood up and strode out.
"Little Four."
Xiao Si emerged from nowhere and bowed.
"Your Majesty, this servant is here."
"Where is Chu Shaoyang?"
"Back to the emperor, he was imprisoned by the empress in the stone prison of the former Dingyuan Prince's palace. The empress said that he must deliver food to him on time every day and not let him die."
"Take me there."
Mo Chuan walked out expressionlessly.
Xiaosi followed behind with excitement on his face.
There’s something great to watch!
I don’t know how the emperor is going to deal with Chu Shaoyang, the traitor, whether he will be cooked in oil or cramped, quartered or beheaded in public!
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Hearing the footsteps outside the stone gate, Chu Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.
These days, apart from someone bringing him meals on time, he hasn't seen anyone else.
Being alone in this dark and stuffy stone prison with no one to talk to almost drove him crazy.
The footsteps were light and fast, there were two of them.
Chu Shaoyang's eyes couldn't help but narrowed.
The heavy stone door opened.
A rotten smell came out, and Xiao Si hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this kid eats, drinks, poops and sleeps here. I'm afraid the smell is not good. I'll wait for you to get some incense."
Mo Chuan hummed.
Xiaosi went in first, lit the candles on the table, and then left.
Only Mo Chuan and Chu Shaoyang were left in the small stone prison.
Chu Shaoyang had not seen the sun for several days. He squinted his eyes and adjusted to the light of the candle until he could see clearly the figure standing not far from him.
He couldn't help but smile coldly.
"Chu Mochuan, I knew you would come a long time ago, and you did come."
Mo Chuan looked at him indifferently, pursed his thin lips slightly and said nothing.
Chu Shaoyang laughed and said: "I knew that I fell into your hands. If you didn't come and see what happened to me, how could you be willing to accept it? Now that I'm trapped here, you see my appearance, and it's very strange." Proud, aren’t you?”
He looked really embarrassed.
After being slapped a dozen times by Xiao Si on his cheek, although the swelling had subsided, marks could still be seen on his face. However, compared with the hideous scar on Mo Chuan's right face, this mark on his face was Traces are nothing at all.
Chu Shaoyang stared at the scars on Mo Chuan's face and smiled proudly.
So what if he became his prisoner? He scratched his perfect face and he could never repair it.
He is no longer the perfect man he was before!
Mo Chuan stared at him and slowly shook his head.
Chu Shaoyang's eyes instantly became cold and stern: "Chu Mochuan, if you want to kill, kill him. If I, Chu Shaoyang, frown, I am not a hero."