Baili Muyun stood outside looking at Mo Xi for a long time, watching her bite her lip and tremblingly put her left hand into the copper basin, pouring water little by little with her right hand to rinse the wound, watching her carefully remove the gravel from the wound, it hurt.

She arched her body but didn't say a word. Her forehead was covered with painful cold sweat, which had already wet her hair.

When she saw that she was trying hard to tear off a corner of her dress to bandage the wound but could not tear it open, she finally showed a little weakness and threw the skirt aside in anger, only to see the skirt obediently return to her feet.

The frustration of having nowhere to exert her strength made her smile bitterly. She gritted her teeth and soaked her entire left hand in the water. The pain was so painful that she finally fell to the ground, choking but not crying.

Baili Muyun just kept watching quietly, which made him feel a little inexplicable pain in his heart, as if he had been rutted by fine wheels, and the continuous pain spread to his heart. At that moment, he decided that he wanted to protect

She, there is no need to let her be so brave again.

Silently, he walked into the small attic, picked her up and put her gently on the bed. When Mo Xi saw him, he was about to get up and salute, but he stopped her with a gentle smile.

He didn't say anything. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the water stains on her hands bit by bit. He then found a clean cloth and gently and carefully wrapped the battered fingers. He blew a breath from time to time and looked at her eyes.

Focused and affectionate, Mo Xi was distracted for a moment.

"The queen is so cruel. How could she attack such a pair of catkins?" There seemed to be infinite pity in his words.

Mo Xi lightly retracted his hand and hid it in his sleeve, but it touched the gauze garment. He frowned in unbearable pain, and then said as if nothing had happened: "Thanks to the Emperor's mercy, it was Mo Xi who accidentally got involved with her."

The queen has nothing to do with it."

"Oh, why? Shouldn't you who play the pipa cherish your own hands?" Baili Muyun put down the handkerchief in his hand, half-smiling.

"Mo Xi has grown up alone without a father or mother since he was a child. He has suffered much more than the pain of a broken finger, so this is really nothing. What's more, the empress has a noble status, and Mo Xi

Just think of it as a gift." Mo Xi said lightly, her eyes falling on the eaves flying up outside the window. She had already thought of a countermeasure when she saw Baili Muyun.

She knew that there was no need to make a surrender gesture in front of Baili Muyun. That was not what Baili Muyun liked and it was not the way to impress him. What Baili Muyun wanted was someone who could talk to him about what was in his heart, so

Mo Xi took the initiative to bring up old things.

Looking at her face that said she didn't care, Baili Muyun no longer even wanted to pretend to smile. There are always many people in the world who can't help themselves. Some choose to accept it calmly, and some choose to rise up and resist. It just so happens that Mo Xi belongs to

The former, because her inability to control her body only concerns her, while her inability to control her body concerns everyone in the world. Baili Muyun thought in his heart.

He gently pulled Mo Xi up and leaned her against his chest. Mo Xi was about to struggle when he heard him say: "Don't move, I just want to hug you."

"Your Majesty, if the Queen Mother finds out, Mo Xi may not survive tomorrow. Why don't you, Your Majesty, take pity on me?" Mo Xi stopped moving. She actually felt a sense of security in his generous chest. This must be an illusion, Mo Xi.

Denied in panic.

"I'm famous for my sexual prowess. It's nothing new to harass a little musician like you." Baili Muyun rested his chin on Mo Xi's shoulder and laughed. Mo Xi tilted his head and saw him.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and without a mask, he had clear brows and was so handsome that many women would be fascinated by him.

"Why does the emperor like that piece of music so much?" Mo Xi finally asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time.

"Sishu? That was what my mother often sang to me in the past. After her death, I never heard it again." Baili Muyun did not use the title of me, which shows that his feelings for his mother are indeed

Hunkou. Mo Xi suddenly felt that it was a bit despicable to use their mother-son relationship to deceive him as a stepping stone for him to successfully enter the palace?

"If the emperor likes it, I can sing it to you." Perhaps feeling a little guilty, Mo Xi said to Baili Muyun with a smile.

"Oh? I'm not afraid of the Queen Mother anymore." Baili Muyun was amused. She was obviously worried that the Queen Mother would punish her for being a charming and charming person, and she even took the initiative to play and sing.

"I don't have much time to sing." Mo Xi turned around with a pair of black eyes filled with cunning, and a playful touch came to the corner of her mouth. Her little naughtiness made her more lively, instead of just like the dummy in the painting.

.

Baili Muyun hugged Mo Xi's petite and soft body and said as if talking to himself: "You know that I am a useless emperor, I don't even have the ability to teach you an imperial doctor, but don't worry, there will always be

I can protect you one day so that you don’t have to live a life of humiliation. Do you believe me?"

After speaking, she raised Mo Xi's face and asked her to look at him. Such clear eyes made Mo Xi lose her sense of proportion. What did she want in her life? It was just a life of freedom, and she didn't have to be controlled by others all the time.

She had expected the man named Jun Wiyao to say this to her countless times, but it was a pity that he was always just an ordinary person who liked to live a secluded life. She never waited for Jun Wanyao to make any promise.

So when such a person promised her, she nodded almost subconsciously.

Mo Xi's slightly absent-minded face was right at the end of his nose. Baili Muyun's warm and soft hands smoothed her disheveled hair, and his fingers slid across her still pale face, and finally fell on her delicate lips.

On the chin, he lifted her chin, lowered his head and kissed her gently, and his hot lips fell on her slightly cold red lips, which were soft and moist, making people miss her.

Mo Xi was a little stunned. She only saw his raised eyebrows and slightly curled black long eyelashes. The soft touch in his mouth made her whole body feel numb, as if she had just soaked in a hot spring. After a moment of daze, she finally

Baili Muyun pushed Baili Muyun away, his face flushed with embarrassment and speechless.

With a gentle smile on his face, Baili Muyun laid her down and whispered in her ear: "Don't tell the Queen Mother, believe me." Then he walked out of Qingyin Pavilion. He believed her,

From the moment he decided to protect her, he also decided to trust her.

Mo Xi watched his tall back disappear into the night, touched his face that was still a little warm, and caught a glimpse of the handkerchief he had dropped. He held it in his hand and felt a little confused. He had now entered Baili Muyun's heart.

Huh? But why don’t you seem happy at all?

Baili Muyun is a poor man. He has been holding back for half his life and rarely opens his heart to one person. Can he really bear to deceive him? Using his trust and affection to achieve his own goals, his actions are related to Shadow's despicable behavior.

What's the difference?
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