After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Chapter 278

When the scorching moon and three people who caused the storm arrived in the imperial capital, no one was alarmed.

A few people entered the city in a low-key manner, and went directly to Tingxue Pavilion in Shuiyunjian.

"I didn't expect this Shuiyunjian to be Da Zhou's stronghold in Yueshi's imperial capital." Zhuoyue circled around Xuanqi a few times, no wonder the first time he came to Shuiyunjian, he felt that the shopkeeper was looking at Jiang Qi. His eyes are a little different.

She only thought that the shopkeeper was surprised by Jiang Qi's beauty, but it turned out that Jiang Qi was his master.

Xuan Qi led her to sit by the window, "I didn't know that before, it was only when you brought me here for the first time."

That is when Yue Jue and Yue Huan went to help the Changsheng family, the shopkeeper took the opportunity to find Jiang Qi.

"So it's the bridge I built for you?" Zhuo Yue was a little depressed, she didn't even notice the deal under her nose.

"you can say it this way."

Xuan Qi smiled lightly and poured a glass of water for her, and handed it to her, "Is it the signature dish?"

This is the habit of Yue Huan and Burning Moon.

"Whatever, see what you want to eat in your past life."

Burning Moon picked up the teacup and took a sip, she wasn't very hungry today, and naturally she didn't have much appetite, it was the first time that she lost interest in signature dishes.

"Hey, Young Master Burning Moon still misses me." Wang Sheng who sat down on the other side shook the flagon in his hand, "However, can you fill up my flagon first?"

It doesn't matter whether the food is good or not, the important thing is that there should be no less wine.

"Ask your young master, this store belongs to him."

Xuanqi glanced at Zhuoyue, and said lightly: "I'm afraid Yue'er has forgotten that Dazhou belongs to Yueshi now. Since this Shuiyunjian belongs to Dazhou, it naturally belongs to Yueshi now. The shop is yours."

"..."

"..."

Unable to bear the past life, he put the jug on the table, "Whoever it is, can I serve the wine first?"

Burning Moon coughed lightly, "Get it yourself, pack as much as you want."

How much do you want for a frown?How much?
That feeling is good.

Xuan Qi glanced lightly at the impatient death, "Remember to bring a plate of rose cakes."

He remembered that the rose in the water and the cloud was very fond of burning moon.

"understood."

At this moment in the past life, my heart and eyes are full of the wine store in Shuiyunjian, and I don't think it's troublesome to bring anything, and I promised very readily.

Burning Moon looked at Xuan Qi, with nostalgia in her eyes, "The day I took you out of the imperial capital, I asked you if you needed anything, but you only bought rose cakes for me in the water and clouds."

Xuan Qi's eyebrows are a little strange.

Suddenly!

"and many more!"

The nostalgia in Zhuo Yue's eyes was gone, she stared at Xuan Qi suspiciously, "Buying rose cakes is fake, but contacting your subordinates is the real thing, right?"

Emperor Ming later told her about all the crimes that Jiang Qi committed along the way, and Jiang Qi would definitely not be able to complete it alone.

In addition, on the night in Gusu, so many people rushed out to surround the Qingfeng Inn, how could there be no one around Jiang Qi?
"Yue'er is really smart." Xuan Qi smiled in his eyes, since he was exposed by the scorching moon, he didn't hide it, "It's just that the rose cakes here are not fake, I bought them specially for you."

"Even if this Shuiyunjian is not Da Zhou's contact point, I will come to this Shuiyunjian that day. Don't you like eating rose cakes during that time?"

Jiang Qi was already in love with Yue Huan at that moment, otherwise he would not have given up the chance to leave the imperial capital, and went to kill Murong Zhuzhu and the other three.

Burning Moon's slightly fried hair is so smooth.

She looked at Xuan Qi arrogantly, "It's not too bad."

Jiang Qi did not miss her desserts along the way, which is considered intentional.

At this moment, a familiar figure on Suzaku Street came into Xuan Qi's eyes.

With a flash in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and held his small face towards his scorching moon, and placed a kiss on the corner of her pouting lips.

"what are you doing?"

Zhuo Yue looked at Xuan Qi in surprise, it was too sudden.

The corners of Xuanqi's lips curled up, he held her face and changed direction, facing Suzaku Avenue, "Your little sun is here."

Burning Moon looked straight out, just in time for Shang Wenmo's eyes that suddenly looked over.

The expressions of the two were shocked.

Wen Mo, who entered the imperial capital, originally wanted to take out the greeting card and go straight to the Yueshi Palace, but he felt a gaze that could not be ignored fell on him.

He looked around, and saw the person he was dreaming of sitting in front of the window not far away, also looking at him.

Wen Mo's eyes suddenly turned red.

His footsteps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he could no longer move an inch. Even in a crowded street, he couldn't hear the slightest sound.

There was only the moon-white figure in his eyes.

His lips were trembling, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down frequently, but he couldn't make a sound.

That name was as deep and clear as a brand in his heart, and he wanted to call her.

Those who didn't dare to blink just stared at it like that, and the sharp pain from the tip of their tongue told him that this was not an illusion, that his Qiqi was really alive now...

After Burning Moon's brief trance, a soft smile gradually rose from the corners of her lips.

She looked at Wen Mo and waved to him.

Wen Mo tapped his toes almost subconsciously, and came to Yue Huan's side with good lightness kung fu.

He never took his eyes off her face.

"Little Sun, we meet again."

Zhuoyue stood up, with a gentle smile on her face, whispering the name she and Qingshan had chosen for him.

Wen Mo heard the words, tears rolled down his reddened eyes unexpectedly.

Once upon a time, he thought that he would never hear Yue Huan calling him Little Sun in this life.

His tears made Zhuo Yue stunned, "Wen Mo, why are you..."

Wen Mo suddenly hugged him into his arms, and hugged him tightly, as strong as his own, wanting to hug him tightly, as if he was afraid of breaking the lost and regained beauty in his arms.

Xuan Qi stared at his hand holding Burning Moon tightly, and squinted at the tears on his face, but finally said nothing.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, Qiqi..."

"It's really you, right?"

The familiar temperature in his bosom made Wen Mo tremble uncontrollably, and at the same time he felt deep heart palpitations, Yue Huan was covered in blood, and he could still vividly remember how cold his body was.

He was really afraid that this was a big dream in vain.

In countless midnight dreams, he hugged Yue Huan tightly like this, and she also called his little sun gently like this.

When the sun actually rises, everything dissipates.

The hot dripping around her neck, and Wen Mo's choked and hoarse voice made Zhuo Yue's heart throbbing with pain, and she hugged the fragile and restless man in her arms at the moment.

Word by word, he said firmly, "It's me, Wen Mo."

"make you worry."

Burning Moon patted the trembling back of the person in her arms, her gentle voice seemed to have infinite power, bit by bit soothing Wen Mo's long-frozen heart.

"Fortunately, luckily."

Wen Mo unconsciously tightened his arms and whispered these words in Yue Huan's ear.

Then he said, "—I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)