It's hard to guess the concubine: the black-bellied prince chases his wife

Chapter 650
The two of them spent most of their time wandering in places other than Dayou, and Zhong Lici, as he said, taught Mo Yi everything he could, including his Gu skills, and did not hide it at all.

They went back to Dayou three times a year, and Zhong Lici also tried his best to cure Mo Yi of her asthma.

When Mo Yi was 17, Zhong Lici was already 43.But he looks the same as ten years ago, Mo Yi often calls him "Zhongli old demon", saying that he is better at taking care of himself than women.

They were watching fisher girls weaving knitting in Liangchao South China Sea, but bad news came from Miaojiang in the distance: Zhong Li, who had been bedridden and lost his sanity for 13 years, finally gave up the hope of being able to live freely in this world. That night, I went to Luna's side.

This is the first time that Mo Yi has been with Zhong Lici for more than ten years, seeing him in such a distraught state.She knew how important Zhongli was to Zhonglici, so she rushed back to Miaojiang with Zhonglici overnight.

On the day of Zhongli's burial, Zhonglici did not come.He locked himself in the Palace of Serving the Moon by himself, didn't even take a sip of water all day, and didn't answer anyone who knocked on the door, including Mo Yi.

In the evening, Mo Yi still couldn't help but jumped out of the window before entering the Hall of Serving the Moon.There was not a single light in the Palace of Serving the Moon, Zhong Lici sat in the darkness with his head bowed, without saying a word.

"Zhongli!"

Mo Yi softly called Zhong Lici, walked quietly to his side, sat beside him, leaned his head gently on his shoulder: "Zhong Li, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side .”

Feeling the warmth from Mo Yi's body, Zhong Lici chuckled lightly: "Silly girl, how can you stay by my side all the time? One day...you will get married."

Mo Yi was already 17 years old, Zhong Lici asked himself that he was ready for Mo Yi to marry.Although he has unspeakable reluctance in his heart, Mo Wen and his wife are already looking for a suitable man, and Mo Yi can't stay by his side forever after all.

"Zhongli..." Mo Yi's voice became a little softer. She took a deep breath, held Zhonglici's hand, and said solemnly, "Would you like to marry me? If I want to marry, I must marry you." yes!"

Mo Yi's words made Zhong Lici's heart feel as if struck by lightning.He widened his eyes, looked at Mo Yi, and shook his head slightly: "I am your master, how can you say such a thing!? You are still young, you don't understand, the person you want to marry must be the best in the world man."

Even though he said that, he was still greedy for the warmth in Mo Yi's hands, and he didn't let go of her holding his hand tightly.

Mo Yi looked at Zhongli Ci, and in the darkness, she seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat: "Zhongli, I have never regarded you as my master. Zhongli, don't you understand? I have never...called you master!"

Boom—another thunder hit Zhong Lici's heart, the words Ye Ziyi said to him many years ago suddenly occupied his mind, making him feel extremely absurd.Mo Yi was still a child at that time, how could she think of so many things?

He stood up with a gloomy face, and finally shook off Mo Yi's hand: "Don't talk nonsense! You and I are more than 20 years old, we are masters and apprentices, how can we do this, Lun!"

Mo Yi's reaction was expected by Mo Yi. Mo Yi stepped forward again and gently tugged at Zhong Lici's sleeve: "Zhong Li, tell me, do you love me?"

(End of this chapter)