How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Chapter 494 Emperor, I'm Really Not a Villain 15

"That's not the point," Mo Yang said seriously. "The point is that you didn't tell me at all! Jun Yu knew to send snacks to Feng Zhan, but I didn't know! There are so many rules in your heaven, how can I understand them if you don't tell me?"

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Hongxuan could hardly keep up with his train of thought.

Mo Yang is the person he holds dear to his heart. He can do whatever he wants. Hong Xuan will never deliberately guide or ask Mo Yang to do anything beyond his wishes.

Putting aside the question of whether or not I would starve to death, what did making pastries have to do with the rules of heaven?

"Ayang," Hongxuan pulled Moyang to his side and sat back on the chair beside the desk with him, "Why do you need to know the rules of the heaven? With me here, you don't need to be bound by these."

Mo Yang was stunned, and finally understood why even if Jun Yu didn't care, Feng Zhan would insist on following the official's orders and going on a hunger strike for half a month.

This is not a question of whether there is a contract or not!

"I'm not like you who doesn't care about anything. I will also go on a hunger strike for half a month before my wedding." Although Mo Yang didn't eat originally, this was different.

"..."

Seeing Hongxuan stunned, Mo Yang added, "You don't have to. You cry easily. I can't ask anything of you. I can go on a hunger strike for a month, and yours will be included."

"..."

Hongxuan rested one hand on the desk and supported his forehead, wondering if he was mentally ill.

Mo Yang had been clearly distant from her in the past few days. Although he did whatever she asked him to do and did not reject Hong Xuan's closeness, Hong Xuan really couldn't see anything else.

But why are you suddenly getting married after just being away for a while?

How did he accept this? The last time he mentioned it in Xiangyang Valley, he scared people away. Hongxuan was afraid that he couldn't accept it, so he didn't dare to mention it again!

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Yang was a little flustered when he saw Hongxuan didn't speak. "Do you think I've embarrassed you? Do you think I'm not as good as Junyu? Do you think a big wedding is troublesome? I just said you don't like it, but Fengjin said that in the future we two should-"

"Be good," Hongxuan covered Mo Yang's lips with his palm and looked into his eyes, "Are you willing to marry me?"

Mo Yang had his mouth covered. He blinked, and afraid that Hongxuan couldn't see it, he nodded again.

Hongxuan let out a chuckle, "Do you know what a big wedding means?"

Mo Yang lowered his eyes. Hong Xuan tapped his finger on the side of his face, then withdrew his hand and let him speak. "It was Feng Jin who said we would get married. Feng Zhan also said so. They wouldn't lie to me."

"You're trying to shirk responsibility." Hong Xuan crossed his arms and glanced at him, "So if Feng Jin said you would marry someone else, would you agree?"

Mo Yang frowned when he heard this, "I only know you, who else could it be besides you?"

"That's not necessarily true. I see Feng Jin thinks highly of you. If one day he suddenly wants to introduce you to one of his single brothers, it's not impossible for you to become a son-in-law of the Feng clan."

"no!"

Mo Yang stopped his dangerous thoughts in time, "Then you will cry every day? Then I will have to come back to comfort you, wouldn't it be a mess? It would be best if you and I get married."

"..."

Is it because I have been crying too often recently that Mo Yang is so sure that I can't live without him?

Although it was true, Hongxuan felt unwilling to accept it as if his lifeblood was being strangled.

"I didn't say I wanted to marry you," Hongxuan tapped his chest, "Mo Xiaoyang, don't be so self-indulgent."

Mo Yang held Hongxuan's hand and pressed it against his chest, then looked up at him and said seriously, "I remember everything you said. Didn't you say you would bring me back and marry me in Xiangyang Valley? It's the same if you marry me. I don't care about these."

"..."

Hongxuan pulled his hand out with difficulty, turned around and stopped looking at him, staring at a piece of folded paper on the desk in deep thought.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mo Yang carefully leaned over and asked him in a low voice, "Hongxuan, are you hungry now? Can I make you some snacks?"

"Don't eat."

Mo Yang was in a dilemma, and moved closer, almost whispering in Hong Xuan's ear, "What do you want me to do? Tell me quickly."

"I still have a lot of briefs to read, just don't bother me." Hongxuan said, but was afraid that his words were a bit harsh, so he took Mo Yang's hand and put it on his leg, "Talk less."

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang didn't mind staying here quietly with him, but he still had to go back. "I still have to go to Feng Zhan to learn about the wedding process. I'll tell you when I'm done. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

Mo Yang didn't want to see Hongxuan staying in the room alone and worrying like Fengzhan.

Hongxuan put down the letter in his hand and coaxed a child, "Go ahead, Ayang is very thoughtful."

It’s better to leave now and let Hongxuan digest the news of his upcoming marriage on his own.

When Mo Yang heard this, he looked up at Hongxuan for a while. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with his expression and his tone was not too cold, he felt relieved.

He stood up, took two steps outside, and turned back, "Then you have to wait for me. Also, if you are unhappy, call me back. You can't stay in the room alone with Jun Yu, understand?"

Hongxuan smiled and nodded.

Mo Yang was satisfied, walked to the door, and turned back, “I will make you some pastries when I come back.”

"I know." Hongxuan didn't move, just stared at him with a smile.

It was a few steps from the desk to the door, and he wanted to see how long Mo Yang could walk.

Mo Yang didn't know what was going on. He felt a little itchy and a little sour in his heart.

Although Hongxuan replied to him, he still felt that there was something he hadn't explained yet, so he simply walked back to Hongxuan and said, "Hongxuan, you won't lie to me, will you? Not only Junyu, you can't stay alone with others."

"I can promise you, but you have to tell me why?"

Hongxuan just looked up at him. Mo Yang felt something was wrong, so he took a step forward, squeezed Hongxuan, and sat back in his chair.

He pondered for a while, then pulled Hongxuan's sleeve with a bitter face, and pleaded in a weak voice, "Can you please not ask why? I can't figure it out."

"..."

So stupid, but also very cute.

"Then I won't ask. Just go ahead." Hongxuan didn't hold out much hope.

"Oh," Mo Yang stood up slowly, "Then I can leave now."

Hongxuan nodded.

If we delay any longer it will be dark.

"Hongxuan, I..."

Mo Yang still felt uncomfortable. He didn't want to leave. He was fine when he was sitting next to Hong Xuan, but why did he feel uncomfortable when he was two steps away from Hong Xuan?

"Ayang," Hongxuan called him, raised his hand to pull him back to the chair, and leaned in front of him, "Close your eyes."

Mo Yang obeyed subconsciously, and the moment he closed his eyes, his lips were covered by something soft.