Be Good Chapter 1412: Seventy-eight imaging chest pain

Mo Chen's head was so big that he narrowed his deep eyes, sighed deeply, and then stepped forward, "Little master, it's time for us to enter the city."

Yuan Miao saw the other carriages that were stopped, and asked curiously, "Why do they want to drive the carriage to check?"

"Because they are not from the Imperial Master's Mansion." Mo Chen glanced at the caravan heading for Pingcheng, and said in a stiff and calm voice, "Little master, it's time to go."

On the way, Yuan Miao was already used to this expressionless brother guard, so when he saw Mo Chen's expression, he just obediently turned his head back, "Let's go."

As soon as he got into the carriage, Yuan Miao turned his head and saw the unconscious person woke up. He was pleasantly surprised, "Hey, Uncle Ye, you're awake."

He didn't know Ye Moli very well, but after staying with Changsun Jing for a few days, he still knew him. That's why he saw Ye Moli fainted by the side of the road and asked Mo Chen to save him.

As soon as Yuan Miao's voice fell, the carriage was pushed away by Mo Chen before Ye Mo could leave his mouth. Mo Chen didn't speak, but sat beside his little master, watching Ye Moli quietly.

This made Ye Moli fully awake, covered his severely injured heart, raised his eyes to look at Yuan Miao, and said in a hoarse voice, "You saved me."

Affirmative tone.

Yuan Miao blinked her peach blossom eyes, and nodded with a smile, "It's not due to Miaomiao alone, it's mainly Uncle Mo Chen who brought Uncle Ye up."

While talking, he made a hugging gesture.

Looking at his embracing gesture, Mo Chen, who has always been expressionless, twitched the corners of his lips...

My little master is really... If it wasn't for the order of the little master, how could he use this posture and just lift him up, but when he was holding Ye Moli's back, the little master did the same After doing this gesture, he also said that this is how dad hugs mother, this posture must be very comfortable.

Forcing Mo Chen to hug Ye Moli like this, one can imagine Mo Chen's expression at that time.

But now, after seeing Yuan Miao's movement, Ye Moli couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, probably because this movement hurt the wound, Ye Moli lowered his brows and eyes, "Thank you."

"Uncle Ye, are you unhappy?" Yuan Miao remembered that Ye Moli was not such a deep person, why did he become so deep after this meeting.

Hearing Yuan Miao's concern, Ye Moli raised his hand to touch his head, but when the cold light shot at him, Ye Moli's mouth went numb, and his wrist drooped.

He was seriously injured and his skills were running low, so he couldn't resist Mo Chen's attack.

Knowing that Mo Chen is protecting his master, Ye Moli is not angry at all, he casually hangs his wrists, his thin lips curved slightly, and said to Yuan Miao, "Uncle's chest hurts, so I don't want to laugh. "

"So that's it." Yuan Miao didn't know about Mo Chen and Ye Moli's private attack just now. , It doesn't hurt to touch.

So if Uncle Ye is in pain, it won't hurt if he touches it.

Looking at the innocent face of a child, Ye Moli's mind recalled the picture of getting along with his master twenty years ago. Back then, he was like Miao Miao, naively thinking that everyone was a good person , to be kind to everyone, including his cold-blooded and ruthless master. Unexpectedly, his kindness was exchanged for his master's use.

And when the master saw that he was about to lose control...