[BOOK 1] Qt : Tyrant Meets Paranoid

chapter 14

 Even though Mo Zhen was struggling in his heart, he still asked the question.

But when he heard the other party's question, Mu Jin was suddenly stunned.

He stared blankly at his own child, wondering: "Why are you afraid of you?"

Mo Yan opened his mouth and lowered his eyes when he heard the words: "I killed so many people, brother Jin doesn't think I'm cruel?"

Who knows Hearing what he said, Mu Jin couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, then stretched out his fingers and flicked Mo Jin's forehead vigorously.

Hearing the muffled groan of the other party, he said with a speechless face: "You don't kill them, are you waiting for them to kill you?"

Mo Qin blinked his eyes when he heard Mu Jin's answer, and then asked a little nervously: "But didn't Brother Jin keep telling me that he wanted me to benefit the common people and accumulate merits?"

Mu Jin couldn't help laughing when he saw his child's rigid appearance.

He knew that the young man cared about his own feelings, so he rubbed the other party's forehead hair, and said helplessly, "But that doesn't mean you have to be slaughtered!

" Do you?"

At this point, he held Mo Jin's hand tightly, and said to him seriously: "Ping'er, do you know what I was thinking on the way to find you?"

Seeing Mo Jin shaking his head, Mu Jin lowered his head. eye. "I was thinking, if those people dare to hurt you even a single bit, I will definitely get it back from them ten times and a hundred times."

"Whoever hurts my son, I will let him die without a whole body!"

" But fortunately, my son is so capable. Do you know how afraid I am that something will happen to you!" At

this point, Mu Jin couldn't help but choked up.

Although he wanted to hug Mo Jing very much, because he was worried about touching the wound on the other person, he could only tighten the hands of the two of them, expressing his emotions in this way.

Seeing the obvious fear and pain in Mu Jin's eyes, Mo Zhen's heart softened.

I just feel that as expected, apart from the imperial grandmother in this world, only brother Jin cares about me wholeheartedly.

But then, he thought of Mu Jin running all the way to find himself.

Now there are only the two of them here, and it is obvious that Mu Jin single-handedly found him immediately after hearing about his accident.

While being moved in his heart, he couldn't help feeling a little worried, fearing that some fish that slipped through the net on the road would conflict with Mu Jin.

He hurriedly held Mu Jin's shoulder, looked him up and down, trying to see if he was injured.

But when Mu Jin saw Mo Jing looking at him, he was worried that he would notice the wound on his wrist.

So he quickly broke free from the opponent's restraint, and quickly smiled and said that he was fine and did not encounter any danger on the road.

Hearing what Mu Jin said, Mo Jing felt relieved.

I remembered the pain, itching and pain all over my body before I fell into a coma.

The boy knew that the poison on his body must have flared up again.

Fortunately, Brother Jin arrived in time and fed himself the medicine.

Otherwise, even if he killed all the men in black, he might still not be able to save his life.

Thinking of Mu Jin saving herself again, Mo Qin looked at him with gratitude in his eyes.

But found that the other party did not know when he took out a small bag of snacks that he usually carried with him from his arms.

He opened it and picked up a piece and fed it to his mouth.

Mo Yan opened his mouth subconsciously, and the pastry in his mouth was soft, glutinous and sweet, with the familiar taste of milk cake.

This reminded him of the scene when he and Mu Jin met for the first time.

On that day, Mu Jin also gave him a pack of milk cakes.

Since then, Mo Zhen has fallen in love with this kind of dim sum, and always eats a few pieces when he has nothing to do.

Even if it is not as complex and sweet as other pastries, it always reminds him of the warmth of that day.

This special meaning made him feel sweet to his heart.

While tasting the pastry in his mouth, the boy looked at Mu Jin in front of him.

I just feel that Brother Jin is still as greedy as before.

After so many years, he still looks like a child who can't grow up, always carrying all kinds of sweets and snacks with him.

Especially the opponent's shallow pear dimples coupled with that round little face, sometimes even gave Mo Qin the illusion that Mu Jin was smaller than himself.

It was obviously just an ordinary milk cake, but the other party squinted and chewed happily.

This made the boy feel that the pastry in his mouth tasted a little better.

It was only when Mu Jin raised his arm again and put some snacks into his mouth.

But Mo Jing suddenly found that there seemed to be an extra piece of wrap around his wrist, which seemed a little unnatural.

Seeing this, the young man immediately grabbed Mu Jin's hand and pulled his sleeve down.

Then he saw the simply bandaged wound on the opponent's wrist, and the cloth wrapped on it was already stained red with blood.

Mo Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said nervously to Mu Jin: "Didn't you say that you were not in danger? How did you get hurt? Did you get hurt by those people?

" The hateful Deadpool hurt, the boy couldn't help but clenched his fists and clenched his teeth angrily.

Even if there was no investigation, Mo Yan knew exactly who sent those men in black.

It's a pity that he has no power or power now, and even Brother Jin has been implicated.

But he did not take this account down. If he dared to hurt his most important people, one day he would get it back from them with interest.

But who would have thought that here Mo Jing almost went crazy because of Mu Jin's wound, but the injured party hastily withdrew his hand.

Then he deliberately pretended not to care, smiled and said: "It's okay, it's not a serious injury, don't take it to heart."

Noticing the dodge in the eyes of the person opposite when he spoke, Mo Zhen instinctively I noticed something was wrong.

If the wounds were really caused by those men in black, Brother Jin would definitely not be like this. Could it be that there is something hidden in this.

Thinking of this, Mo Jing frowned, and then a familiar smell penetrated his nostrils.

Although the smell was very mild, it still caught the boy's attention.

Suddenly remembered that before he was completely unconscious, Brother Jin fed him drugs to suppress toxicity.

But when I think about it carefully, even though the taste of the medicine is similar to the medicine I usually take, it is obviously different.

The slightly bitter lotus leaf fragrance is more obvious, and there is also a strong fishy sweet taste.

Recalling it carefully, the fishy-sweet smell is a bit like human blood.

Suddenly, Mo Zhen felt that he seemed to have captured some important information.

Quickly followed the smell and lowered his head, the boy couldn't help but feel his heart tighten when he realized the source of the breath.

So he ignored Mu Jin's objection and squeezed the opponent's hand, and simply moved his whole face to the wound.

He took a deep breath, and sure enough, it tasted almost exactly the same as the detoxification potion he usually took.

Could it be that the antidote I have been taking for so many years has always been brother Jin's blood.

Counting from the time when I started to suffer from the disease at the age of ten, it has been five years.

So in the past five years, did he rely on brother Jin's blood to survive?

The sleeves of the robe were completely pulled down, and after Mo Yan checked carefully, he found that Mu Jin's forearm was covered with large and small scars.

It was obvious that they were cut directly by the sharp blade, except for taking blood, Mo Zhen couldn't think of any other reason.

At this moment, he only felt that his throat was tight, and the scars on his arms were like a knife in his heart, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain.

The boy just stared at Mu Jin blankly, not even knowing how to react for a while.

After a while, Mu Jin seemed to realize that he had discovered the truth, and sighed softly.

Then he showed a gentle smile to Mo Jing, stretched out his hand and stroked his cheek lightly.

There was only helplessness and doting in those clear eyes.

Like a signal, looking at Mu Jin's smiling face, Mo Zhen finally couldn't bear the redness of his eyes.

Over the years, the teenager did not cry when he was abused, and he did not cry when he was hungry and bullied.

But when he knew that his closest and most important people had been using this method to protect himself, he could no longer restrain the tears in his eyes.

Why on earth did this person treat him so well! It

was obviously just a chance encounter in the deep palace, and I was just pointing the way for him.

But in exchange for the other party's constant protection and daily warmth.

It seems that since the first time I met Mu Jin, this person has been by my side all the time.

It's like guarding your own gods.

Mo Zhen knew that everything he had now had an inseparable relationship with Mu Jin.

Although he understands that maybe others will think that he is whimsical if they know his thoughts.

But after years of getting along with each other, Mo Jing has already noticed something special about Mu Jin.

He has seen the relationship between Mu Jin and Chongming Daoist, even though the two deliberately pretended to be master and apprentice in front of outsiders.

But in terms of details, no master would be so polite and respectful to his apprentice.

He believed that it was because of the appearance of Mu Jin that he was able to get the protection of the Queen Mother.

It was the appearance of this person who saved him from being bullied by others.

He gave everything he wanted, including the most sincere feelings.

But what about myself?

What did I bring to Brother Jin? There seems to be only infinite annoyance.

For so many years, I have been unilaterally accepting the other party's contribution.

But today, he knew a deeper truth.

What kind of virtue and ability do I have, and I want him to feed me with my own blood, so as to extend my life!

My heart was ruthlessly grabbed, and Mo Yan felt that he had never been so embarrassed as he is now.

If it was someone else who hurt Mu Jin, he might still think about avenging his most important brother Jin one day.

Unexpectedly, the person who hurt the other party the most turned out to be himself.

Seeing the pain-filled eyes of the child she raised, Mu Jin felt a little distressed.

How could he not know how much his own children protected him.

Knowing that Mo Jing was too overwhelmed for a while, Mu Jin hurriedly leaned over and hugged him gently.

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