Anyway, it was just a question. Even if he didn't want to take Ji Ruhua and Luo Bai to Shuizhou and let them have any relationship with Shui Lianche, he still had to ask it openly.
Originally, there was no need to ask Ji Ruhua, but Ji Xingzhi suddenly thought that although Ji Ruhua was the future queen of Lizhou, he and Ji Ruhua had already made it clear, so he couldn't let Ji Ruhua feel favored.
Ji Xingzhi returned to the bedroom. Xiao Moyan was still sitting in the same position where Ji Xingzhi had left before she went to the front hall. A pot of tea had been brewed on the table. A hazy white mist slowly rose from the spout of the pot and then gradually dissipated.
Xiao Moyan held a white teacup in his hand. In the cup was a dark yellow liquid, with a few tea leaves sinking to the bottom. Xiao Moyan lowered his eyes to look at the water in the cup, his gaze far and deep, as if he was looking at the water, but also as if he was looking at something else through the water.
Ji Xingzhi walked over to Xiao Moyan, only to see that Xiao Moyan was still staring at the cup with his eyes downcast. Ji Xingzhi paused, the feeling of uneasiness in her heart growing deeper and deeper. The emperor's uncle had been acting strangely lately...
"Uncle, what are you thinking about?" Ji Xingzhi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Xiao Moyan's eyes, blocking his sight of the teacup.
Xiao Moyan paused slightly, then looked up at Ji Xingzhi. In his eyes was a complexity and loneliness that Ji Xingzhi had never seen before in those cold, dark pupils. Xiao Moyan's expression was calm as usual, but the emotion overflowing from his eyes made him look so distressing, as if he had been abandoned by the world and had nothing...
Before Ji Xingzhi could come to her senses, Xiao Moyan's cool voice came to her ears: "What did the messenger say?"
Ji Xingzhi didn't answer Xiao Moyan's question. Instead, he looked at him stubbornly and asked, "Uncle, you are hiding something from me. Tell me the truth. Did something happen to you?"
Xiao Moyan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he didn't explain. He reached out and pulled Ji Xingzhi into his arms, letting Ji Xingzhi sit on his lap. He rested his chin on Ji Xingzhi's shoulder, and his voice was as cold as ever: "It's okay, I can handle it."
Ji Xingzhi sat obediently on Xiao Moyan's lap, reached out and held Xiao Moyan's hands that were holding her waist, and lowered her voice: "Uncle, are you leaving?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Ji Xingzhi clearly felt Xiao Moyan's body stiffen.
Ji Xingzhi's heart paused slightly. She turned around and faced Xiao Moyan. Looking into those familiar dark eyes, Ji Xingzhi said seriously, "As long as it's what you want, I have no objection to anything you do, but... Tianshu, please protect yourself. Don't leave me. You must come back..."
Hearing this, Xiao Moyan felt as if something had stabbed his heart, causing him unbearable pain.
Xiao Moyan said nothing, but just hugged Ji Xingzhi and kissed her lips. Their two lips touched gently, and their breath sprayed on each other's faces, which was so ambiguous that it was heart-warming.
Xiao Moyan opened his lips slightly and whispered two words: "Definitely..."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xingzhi's eyes suddenly turned red for some reason. She blinked slightly, and two crystal tears fell on Xiao Moyan's robe.
Xiao Moyan was stunned and wanted to wipe the tears from Ji Xingzhi's face, but before he could do so, Ji Xingzhi hugged his neck tightly and kissed him deeply.
At first, Xiao Moyan just let Ji Xingzhi kiss him, but at some point, Ji Xingzhi, who had the upper hand, was held in Xiao Moyan's arms. He lowered his head and nibbled Ji Xingzhi's lips carefully, sucking a little bit, tracing the shape of her lips, their lips entangled, and their tongues entangled.
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