Shi Baoyou shivered and shrank his neck, calling softly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
"Huh?" Mo Junhao responded casually, but the stroking movements of his hands did not stop.
He admired Shi Baoyou's charming look with a blushing face with great interest. He wanted to hide but suppressed it and made no move. It was so tempting.
After a long while, she finally had enough appreciation and said slowly: "What do you want to tell me?"
Shi Baoyou's whole body was tense, and he seemed to have goosebumps.
She turned slightly to the side, met Mo Junhao's eyes, suppressed her shame, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Baoyou is very pleased with you!"
Before she finished speaking, she lowered her head shyly, and even the back of her neck was red.
But because of this, she didn't see Mo Junhao being stunned for a while because of her words, with astonishment and thought flashing in his eyes.
It is true that the two of them have been ambiguous for more than a day or two, but Mo Junhao thought that Shi Baoyou should know that the person he wanted to marry was Shi Qingxue. The two of them would flirt with each other at most. When they get married in the future, they might be able to have a relationship. what relationship.
Seeing through things without telling them is a common trick of adults.
Mo Junhao never expected that Shi Baoyou would be so naive as to confess to him. He said it so directly that there was really no room for tact!
"Your Highness?" Shi Baoyou didn't get a response from Mo Junhao for a long time, so he raised his head in confusion.
Mo Junhao had put on a warm and smiling expression, stroked Shi Baoyou's hair with his big hands, and said softly: "Do Youer really like me?"
Shi Baoyou thought that Mo Junhao didn't believe her, so he nodded fiercely and emphasized, "It's true! His Highness is rich and handsome, and full of talents in Kyoto. These days of getting along with each other made Baoyou realize how much His Highness loves sister Qingxue. Tender love and care. Baoyou somehow, just, just... "
Shi Baoyou wanted to confess her feelings, but in the end, she was too embarrassed to speak and her head lowered again.
Anyone who sees this young girl's pregnant look will know what she is thinking.
Although Mo Junhao thinks that Shi Baoyou is not good enough for him, and he will never marry Shi Baoyou, no matter who he is, he will always feel happy knowing that he is loved and is a beauty.
No matter what, Shi Baoyou is still Shi Juncai's daughter. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, Shi Juncai is indeed useless, but he can't stop Mo Shujun from paying attention to this son. It doesn't hurt that he gets closer to Shi Baoyou now.
Besides, Shi Qingxue is so difficult to please now. In order to leave a good impression on Shi Qingxue, he has not been drinking and having sex for a long time, and he is really panicking. Now that a beauty comes to his door, he is still somewhat moved.
It's just that we have to be careful about this matter and must not let it out. Otherwise, if the news reaches Shi Qingxue, God knows what trouble will happen.
When Mo Junhao thought about this, he became even more gentle towards Shi Baoyou.
When Shi Baoyou couldn't speak anymore, he stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and spoke in a soft and gentle voice, "Okay, you don't need to say anything. I understand what you mean."
Shi Baoyou was instantly healed by Mo Junhao. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Mo Junhao.
The expression of tears on her face had not been completely recovered, but joy burst out from her eyes, "Then Your Highness..."
She looked at Mo Junhao expectantly, hoping to get a "I feel the same way" from him.
"Of course I like you too!" Mo Junhao said what Shi Baoyou expected most.
However, before Baoyou could smile again, Mo Junhao's eyes darkened, and his handsome face showed deep helplessness.
He sighed and said: "But, You'er, you have to understand that as a prince, there are many things that I can't control!"
Shi Bao had a leisurely meal.
Mo Junhao didn't really wait for Shi Baoyou's answer, and pretended to be Mo Ke helpless and said: "My marriage is no longer up to me."
"How is that possible? Don't you want to marry Sixth Sister?" When Shi Baoyou said this, there was not only a little bit of jealousy and grievance on his face that was not easy to detect.
Mo Junhao saw everything at a glance. He was amused in his heart, but he looked depressed on his face.
He grabbed Shi Baoyou's hand to prevent her from flinching, and said in a deep voice: "For this reason, I don't want to hide it from you anymore! Yes! These days I told you that I want to go to the snow... Shi Qingxue, But there’s nothing we can do about it!”
Shi Baoyou pursed his lips unhappily and asked in a low voice, "Why? You are already a prince, aren't you free to marry whoever you want?"
Mo Junhao shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing: "Of course not! If you and I were in the homes of ordinary people, of course I could choose what I loved at will."
When he said the word 'loved', he was looking at Shi Baoyou tenderly, his eyes full of affection, as if telling his infinite love for her.
The dissatisfaction that Shi Baoyou finally managed to drum up was instantly wiped out.
She looked at Mo Junhao worriedly and asked doubtfully, "Then why can't you do it now?"
"Because I am not the only one now! Everyone under me hopes that I will be honored as a great treasure in the future, lead Da Mo to a prosperous age, and bring them glory and wealth. My marriage is no longer a pure love , but a bond of interests. So I must marry Qingxue."
Mo Junhao's voice was deep and hoarse, containing endless sadness.
Even ordinary people would definitely understand his difficulties and helplessness, let alone Shi Baoyou, who loves him
Shi Baoyou immediately lost all his unhappiness, leaving only full of heartache.
She quickly held Mo Junhao's hand and said eagerly: "Your Highness, Baoyou understands your difficulties and will not force you anymore. Don't be so sad."
Mo Junhao shook his head and looked at Shi Baoyou expectantly, "Will you blame me?"
"Of course not! It's not your fault." Shi Baoyou answered quickly.
Then, she sighed heavily and said softly: "Actually, Baoyou also knows that even if you don't fight, others won't be able to help you if you don't fight. Unfortunately, Baoyou can't help you with anything."
"It would be great if Baoyou can understand my difficulties!" Mo Junhao saw that he had finally persuaded someone, and a victorious smile almost appeared on his handsome face.
Shi Baoyou sighed again, "Don't worry, Baoyou won't pester you anymore."
Mo Junhao's smile froze on his face: "..."
"No, you, Baoyou, you actually want to sever ties with me?" Mo Junhao couldn't help but asked loudly.
"Of course not." Shi Baoyou hurriedly denied.
Before Mo Junhao could breathe a sigh of relief, she said in a lonely tone: "It's just that you are going to marry Qingxue, so it would be too bad for me to get involved between you again. I can't do that!"
Mo Junhao originally planned to persuade Shi Baoyou to become his underground lover, but he did not expect that this woman would be so naive and stupid. If she could not marry him, she would completely distance herself from him.
What else is there to do
He raised his hand to force Shi Baoyou to look up at him, and asked one word at a time: "Don't you like me?"
Shi Baoyou was so forced that his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stubbornly turned his head and said nothing.
"Answer me." Mo Junhao turned her head back again, his tone a little colder.
Shi Baoyou had no choice but to answer hesitantly: "I like it!"
"If you like it, then stay with me!" Mo Junhao felt that with Shi Baoyou's ignorant and ignorant temper, the opponent who went round and round still didn't understand, so he might as well make a straight shot.
When Shi Baoyou heard the man he loved say what he had dreamed of saying, his face suddenly burst into joy, but it soon turned into distress.
She understood what Mo Junhao meant by "together": she was not the fourth prince's main concubine, and maybe even to avoid suspicion, she couldn't even be a side concubine, so she could only be Mo Junhao's lover with no name or status.
Even though Shi Baoyou was happy with Mo Junhao, she still couldn't do such a shameful and immoral thing.
"Can… "
"No buts!" Mo Junhao interrupted Shi Baoyou rudely, with almost a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
Him being rejected by Shi Qingxue was enough to make her angry. Who was Shi Baoyou? His willingness to favor her was already a blessing her ancestors had cultivated for eight lifetimes, and yet she wanted to refuse
When Mo Junhao yelled at him, Shi Baoyou immediately fell silent and looked at him with a pair of tearful eyes.
Mo Junhao immediately understood that he had scared the person, so he quickly slowed down his attitude and coaxed the person back softly: "Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to do it!"
"You just yelled at me!" Shi Baoyou held back at first, but once he was comforted, his tears fell even more.
Mo Junhao was a little helpless by her crying behavior, so he had no choice but to clasp his hands and beg for mercy: "Good You'er, please don't cry anymore! Your crying breaks my heart!"
Shi Baoyou turned his head in a rare willful way and retorted in a low voice: "No way, the person you like is sister Qingxue, not me!"
"Why isn't it you! If I didn't like you, why would I come to see you so frequently these days? Why would I not even use 'self' in front of you and just say 'I'?" Mo Junhao hurriedly asked Give an explanation.
It’s exactly the same as Zhou Ruyu’s analysis.
When Shi Baoyou heard this, his little face couldn't help but reveal sweet happiness.
He was no longer as angry as before, he just lowered his head and muttered very softly: "Even so, you still don't want to marry me!"
No matter how generous and decent Shi Baoyou behaves, he can't be truly generous when facing the one he loves.
This question can be said to contain sour jealousy.
Mo Junhao heard it and felt even more proud - Shi Baoyou really loved him to death, he had to seize this opportunity now and keep him.
His eyes rolled, and suddenly a plan came to his mind.
Mo Junhao suddenly said firmly: "Who said I won't marry you!"
Shi Baoyou's eyes widened and he looked at Mo Junhao intently, confused and not sure whether he should believe Mo Junhao's words.
"You'er, the person I really love is none other than you... Can't you just take my true feelings for you into account and believe in my sincerity to you?" Mo Junhao said very bitterly.
Shi Baoyou couldn't help but ask, "What about sister Qingxue?"
Until now, Shi Baoyou had not distinguished her from Shi Qingxue, and could not help but compare the two.
There is really no self-knowledge at all.
Mo Junhao secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, but his face was still calm. Instead, he said firmly: "I already told you that the reason why I want to marry Shi Qingxue is that there is absolutely no way. Why don't you believe me?" Woolen cloth?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Shi Baoyou again and swore firmly: "You'er, I know I'm wronging you by letting you follow me like this now, without any name or status.
But don’t worry, when I succeed in my work, I will definitely treat you as my successor. So you don’t want to believe me? "
"no… "
Shi Baoyou quickly denied it, not wanting Mo Junhao to misunderstand.
Mo Junhao was moved when he saw Shi Baoyou, and quickly asked: "Then you promised me?"
Shi Baoyou still looked hesitant. It took him a long time before he finally made his decision. He nodded slowly but firmly, "Yes."
"That's great!" Mo Junhao was so happy that he hugged Shi Baoyou and kissed Shi Baoyou directly on the lips without any scruples.