When Xiao Ye heard that his name was called, he suddenly stopped moving, looked at Mo Jingchen blankly, and murmured questions in a hoarse voice,

"Jingchen, I already have gray hair, why are you still so young?"

Mo Jingchen wiped his tears again and said in a rather stern tone:

"Xiao Ye! Listen carefully, that matter has already passed.

Moreover, you also avenged me!

Let's stop thinking about those unhappy things.

Now, you are not allowed to drink like crazy anymore! "

Xiao Ye shook his head repeatedly and burst into tears again.

“ Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Damn Xiao Rui, how dare you leave such a big scar on your back.

I'm going to chop him! A thousand knives! Ten thousand dollars! One hundred thousand dollars! "

Mo Jingchen was afraid that Xiao Ye would kill his brother again and anger the emperor, so he quickly scolded him,

"Xiao Ye! Don't talk nonsense! My scar is gone, I'm really fine!"

Xiao Ye suddenly stopped sobbing and looked at Mo Jingchen blankly. For a moment, his mind thought about Mo Jingchen's fake surrender to the eldest prince in his previous life, and he suddenly felt filled with sadness.

Then, a pair of big hands grasped Mo Jingchen's shoulders, shook them vigorously, and screamed heartbreakingly,

"Mo Jingchen! You big liar!

You lied to me again! You deceived me so hard!

You always treat me like a little fool! They always lie to me when I am a three-year-old!

I hate you! You stinking liar!

Mo Liar! "

Mo Jingchen felt that he was going to have a concussion from being shaken by Xiao Ye, so he hurriedly shouted,

“Stop! Stop!

I didn't lie to you! it is true!

Dr. Sun and Gao Miaoshou jointly developed a scar removal ointment. It is very easy to use. I have been applying it for several months and the scars have disappeared. "

Xiao Ye howled and calmed down again.

Although my mind is still in chaos, I can't distinguish between the past and the present.

However, he vaguely remembered that there were two powerful doctors, Imperial Physician Sun and Gao Miaoshou.

However, although!

Mo Jingchen is a stinking liar. He lies to people and never blushes. You can't trust him easily!

Xiao Ye's face flushed, his peach blossom eyes sparkled with tears, he pursed his red lips and said angrily,

"I don't believe it! Mo Jingchen! You're a big liar! You always lie to me!

Unless you let me see it!"

Mo Jingchen was quite helpless and didn't want to reason with a drunkard anymore.

"Okay, I'll show you. Just let me go first, okay?"

Xiao Ye nodded obediently with tears in his eyes.

"Okay~"

Xiao Ye's strong and powerful hands finally let go of Mo Jingchen's shoulders.

Only then did Mo Jingchen feel the pain in his shoulder. Just now, he felt as if he had been crushed by him ...

Mo Jingchen quickly shrugged and moved his shoulders around. Fortunately, the bones should not be broken.

Jiu Mengzi didn't do it lightly or harshly. We can't make him think of anything anymore. We have to put him to sleep!

Mo Jingchen obediently unbuttoned his clothes, turned around, and showed his back.

Xiao Ye's eyes were so drunk that he didn't believe that the smooth back he saw was real, so he stroked it up and down with his big, calloused hands.

【His ... 】

Mo Jingchen suddenly felt a numbness flowing from his back to his limbs.

He gritted his teeth to hold back the itch and didn't make a sound. He let Xiao Ye confirm it clearly before turning around and saying,

"I didn't lie to you, did I? All the scars are really gone."

Xiao Ye blinked his hazy peach blossom eyes, stared at Mo Jingchen's handsome face, and nodded obediently,

"Then I'll trust you again. Let's agree that you won't lie to me again in the future~"

Mo Jingchen nodded,

"Well, I won't lie to you anymore."

Xiao Ye stretched out his big hand.

“Make a pinky promise~”

Mo Jingchen reached out and hooked his pinky finger with his own, using a coaxing tone.

"Okay, pinky promise~"

At this moment, Xiao Ye still thought he was five or six years old.

He was still the same age as when he was five or six, swinging his hands and talking to himself.

"Let's make a promise. For a hundred years, no change. Seal!"

The two thumbs were pressed together to stamp the seal tightly.

Xiao Ye then said aggrievedly,

"Mo Jingchen, I feel like vomiting. Did one of the palace servants feed me rotten rice again ... "

Mo Jingchen recalled the past and felt distressed. He comforted her softly,

"No, it's all in the past. You're grown up now, and no one dares to bully you anymore.

You drank too much today. Shall I make you a bowl of hangover soup? I don’t want to vomit after drinking it. "

"drink?"

Xiao Ye looked back on the drinking thing with a cute look on his face. Suddenly, he remembered that Borjin had provoked him to drink, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable ...

Xiao Ye shook his head like a rattle,

“I can’t drink any more! I’ve been drinking all afternoon!

If I drink any more, I will go crazy drinking ...

What if I beat you? My hands are very heavy. If you are so thin, I can kill you with one punch ...

Don’t drink, don’t drink, I won’t drink anymore … ”

Mo Jingchen was extremely moved. He was so drunk that he was still worried about beating me ...

Xiao Ye raised his arm and pushed him down on the couch. He raised his thigh and trapped him again.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere. Rub my head for me. My head hurts ... "

Mo Jingchen struggled for a few times, but he really couldn't move, so he had to give up the idea of making him a sobering soup.

The big hand opened its five fingers and began to massage his head. Five shallow tendons and bones burst out from the white jade-like back of the hand, full of tension.

Xiao Ye made another vague request.

"I want to sleep, Mo Jingchen, sing a song for me~"

Mo Jingchen looked at Xiao Ye's eyes, which were tightly closed. His thick eyelashes were still wet with tears, and his red cheeks were still stained with tears. He looked very pitiful, and he couldn't bear to refuse him.

However, it was difficult for a grown man to sing, so they discussed,

"How about I play the pipa for you?"

Xiao Ye frowned and pouted.

"I don't appreciate the pipa. There is no difference between playing the pipa and playing cotton.

I want you to sing to me! "

Mo Jingchen was still in trouble,

"I ... can't sing?"

Xiao Ye suddenly opened his eyes, stared at him, and asked,

"Why don't you know it? Didn't I teach you the songs? I taught you all the songs my concubine sang to me. I also taught you the song "Chong Er Fei" yesterday. Don't you remember it today? "

【ah? Insects flying? A lullaby sung by the Pure Concubine? 】

[Xiao Sansui, you are a little too drunk ... ]

[How shameful, how can you sing those kind of lyrics? 】

Mo Jingchen looked at Xiao Ye's little expression, which was no more than three years old, and looked particularly easy to deceive, and silently made a trick,

"How do you sing the first line? I forgot, please give me the beginning~"

Xiao Ye was really easy to deceive. He didn't have any rebuttal and started singing unconsciously, with a low voice.

"The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars. Sleep, sleep, my little baby ... "

At this moment, in Xiao Ye's drunken consciousness, he was still a child, and his mother-in-law had just passed away, so he needed to sing to coax himself to sleep ...