Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 446 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 32
Habits are really a scary thing.

When you are used to a person's thoughtfulness and tolerance, but she suddenly changes her attitude, the huge gap is especially unbearable.

Mo Lan watched the bright yellow figure disappear from sight, and finally realized a fact.

The relationship between him and the little emperor... has changed...

The other party completely gave up entanglement with him.

Thinking of this, Mo Lan's heart was even heavier.

But why does it feel heavy?
To restore the normal relationship between the monarch and his ministers, and to keep the proper distance between the two, isn't this what he has always hoped for?

Now it's really realized, but I'm not happy at all.

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Along the way, Mo Lan didn't know how he got back to the mansion.

It was rare for him not to supervise the training of the government soldiers, but to stand alone in the courtyard, his eyes fell on the courtyard wall involuntarily, and the appearance of the little emperor climbing over the wall to enter was vivid in his memory.

My heart is even more disturbed.

Mo Lan simply closed her eyes so that she would not look at it, but scenes still flashed in her mind.

The appearance of the young man talking with a smile, the appearance of the young man sitting lazily in the dragon chair, the appearance of the young man in his dragon robe calling him general...

All in all, all thoughts revolved around the little emperor.

The hidden emotions in her heart seemed to surface, and Mo Lan's eyes gradually became deeper.

His behavior during this period was too abnormal.

Even when he was surrounded by enemy troops on the battlefield and his life was hanging by a thread, he had never been so bewildered.

The feeling that all emotions are affected by one person is by no means a normal relationship between a monarch and his ministers.

His feelings for the little emperor are special, he had actually realized this a long time ago, but at that time he chose to escape.

Forcibly suppress those abnormal thoughts and push away the people who want to be close most.

They are a king and a minister, and they are two men.

How is it possible?

Staying away is the most correct choice.

He always thought so.

Until yesterday, the appearance of the little emperor lazily wearing the dragon robe completely aroused his longing. Just as he threw away his helmet and armor, news came that his concubine was pregnant.

What was he thinking then?
He actually wanted to kill those concubines and monopolize him...

The evil beast in my heart seemed to break out of the gate.

Keep clamoring.

How about being a man?

What about the emperor?
Mo Lan, you can't lie to yourself, you want him!

Don't torture yourself, do what you want, and go after him.

otherwise……

It's too late...

As the wind passed, Mo Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

The restraint at the bottom of his eyes gradually faded, and turned into deep and difficult to distinguish.

The always rigid general suddenly raised the corners of his lips extremely shallowly.

At that moment, the temperament around him also changed. Compared with the steady and calm before, now he is more sharp, dangerous and oppressive.

The little emperor acted like that before, so he should also like him, right?
That being the case, what about being together.

As a soldier who went to battle to kill the enemy, he didn't even care about life and death, so why should he be afraid of the world.

He was wrong before.

He will go to his Majesty himself and confess his mistake to him.

Then... Express your heart...

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Man Luo who was correcting the memorial felt inexplicably cold. Her hand holding the brush stopped slightly, and the ink dripped on the memorial. The thick ink color looked a little glaring.

She suddenly hooked her lips into a smile, pushed the memorial aside and stood up.

She walked leisurely to the wall.

After looking at the unremarkable picture scroll on the wall for a long time, she suddenly reached out to take it down and pushed it against the wall behind.

The seemingly tight wall was suddenly pushed, and a dark passage was gradually revealed. The lights inside were dim, and the downward stairs were vaguely illuminated.

　This chapter is for the hall master "Looking for Stars on a Moonlit Night" to add more pride~

　　Meme chirp╭(╯ε╰)╮

　　
　
(End of this chapter)