After being reborn, being alone as a queen

In the end, it was Mu Xin who broke the silence first, and said slowly: "For so many years, the emperor knows clearly that the younger brother is doing tricks behind his back, why do you still indulge me?"

Mu Xiu cherished words like gold as always, and said: "I owe you, I owe you."

Mu Xin raised his head and looked at him, and smiled after a while: "Brother, what do you owe me? Because you didn't give up the throne to your brother? What's so good about this throne? What has become of the good brother?" ,Ha ha ha ha"

The desolate laughter resounded throughout the hall.

Mu Xiu didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown.

As if Mu Xin was about to laugh out his tears, he said something intermittently, which made Mu Xiu tremble.

He said: "But I still like the old prince...hahaha"

Mu Xiu hesitated to speak, and said, "Chen Bi."

Mu Xin turned his head and said: "Don't call me by that name, Father Huang really knows how to choose names, Brother Emperor, you are in deep shackles, and your younger brother Yubi is sinking into the pool, who do you think is his favorite heir to the throne? "

The interpretation of the word Yang is very bad, and the word itself is like a person wearing shackles. Generally, people wearing this kind of wooden shackles are death row prisoners.

But what's the use of arguing about right and wrong now?

Mu Xiu didn't speak any more, Mu Xin's condition was very bad, and his expression was mad.

Mu Xin kept laughing, but the laughter was full of sadness.

Maybe it was already sad enough, being born in the emperor's family was the greatest tragedy in itself.

Mu Xin had had enough of laughing, and then slowly restrained his smile: "Then even if the younger brother insisted on the death of my mother and concubine on your head, why did the emperor never explain it?"

Mu Xiu said lightly: "There is no need to explain, you know how to measure."

Over the years, Mu Xin secretly colluded with the courtiers to make things difficult for Mu Xiu. Although he never killed him, it was enough to bother him.

But Mu Xiu was clearly like a mirror in his heart, but he just resolved his censure one by one, and did nothing else.

Mu Xin twitched the corner of his mouth: "But this time... I almost killed you."

Mu Xiu's face turned cold, and he said, "So, tell me the reason."

Mu Xin is his younger brother, and he can be treated in any way, but this matter involves the person on his heart, the only time he was really angry in his heart.

Mu Xin sneered and said, "What more reason do you need? It's not just once or twice that I have given you brother Huang."

He could vaguely see the charm of the favorite concubine who was crowned the sixth palace back then.

Mu Xiu mercilessly exposed him

"If you want my life, you won't hold back for more than ten years, and even so, you don't have to be in a hurry."

Mu Xin glanced at him in a daze, then let his eyes go blank for a while, and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't be too confident, don't forget, there is still a layer of hatred between you and me, even now , I still think so."

Mu Xiu looked straight at him: "You hate me, I believe it, but you will kill me, I don't believe it."

Mu Xin raised his eyes to look at him, whether it was self-mockery or unwillingness to tell.

I have to admit that Mo Xiu's feeling is correct.

From the very beginning, he didn't hate him sincerely, but he was still young at that time, and lost the only relative who was connected by blood in this world. Only hatred could support him to live.

From beginning to end, just hate him for the sake of hating him.

Mu Xin didn't want to be an emperor, but being an emperor was the only long-cherished wish of the woman who gave birth to him in October

She honored and pampered her all her life, and finally chose that way to die

Mostly disappointed with myself.

Mu Xin also thought about helping her complete the

However, he couldn't kill the person sitting on the throne.

He hated himself, and he also hated the man on the throne.

Maybe he shouldn't accept anyone's kindness from the very beginning, live like what his mother concubine wishes, and concentrate on seizing that position, becoming a tool for her concubine to fight for power and profit.

How good.

Mu Xin lowered his head, with a few strands of messy hair hanging from his temples, and said with a wry smile, "When did Brother Huang start making arrangements?"

Mu Xiu didn't hide anything, and said decisively: "A few months ago."

Mu Xin's smile was full of mockery: "No wonder, no wonder the emperor who has always been diligent in politics suddenly fell into a slump. I really thought that Song Liyuan's death would have an impact on you. I really underestimated you, brother... I You also know about sending people to infiltrate the Sifang Border Town to provoke civil uprisings, right?"

Mu Xiu let out an 'hmm'

Song Liyuan's death may not have had an impact on him

But the only thing everyone missed was that Song Liyuan was back.

Mu Xin didn't know what to say anymore. He thought it was the hands that were making the arrangements, but finally found that he had already become a chess piece in someone else's hands. It was a terrible feeling.

Mu Dao said, "Then dare to ask Brother Huang, is there anything else you don't know?"

Mu Xiu said with a serious face, "I don't know you have a bear named Piaopiao."

Mu Xin couldn't help laughing, but finally couldn't help laughing: "Brother Huang, you are really..."

Winner and loser, he admits it.

But what he didn't expect was that even at this point, Mu Xiu didn't order to kill him.

Mu Xiu said, "Where did the person who set up the formation you found come from?"

Mu Xin lowered his head, and said in a dejected tone: "I don't know, he came to the door by himself. You escaped that day, and I wanted to find him to break the formation, but I didn't think about him, but it was as if he had evaporated from the world."

Mu Xiu said, "Do you still remember the characteristics of that man?"

Mu Dao said, "He wore a mask all the time, even in front of his younger brother, he never took it off, so he didn't see his face, but he has white hair."

white hair....

Xie Jin fell asleep for several days, his consciousness was chaotic, and his whole body felt weak.

When I woke up, there was a person sitting in front of the bed

She is dressed in a Taoist robe, with gray temples and a fairy-like demeanor.

Xie Jin almost called out 'Master'

It was the man who noticed that he was awake first, and looked at him with a smile: "Awake? How do you feel?"

Xie Jin sat up slowly, and the familiar scenery came into view.

It was like the side hall where he had lived for several months.

He pretended to be dazed: "Old man, who are you?"

The man had a kind smile on his face, and said: "Your Majesty invited you to treat the young master, you are an unknown person, don't worry about it."

Ordinary people would be bluffed, but the one living in Xie Jin's shell is Song Huai'an who knows the palace well.

The person on the opposite side is no one, he is clearly famous.

The most mysterious person in Southern Chu, the national teacher.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Xie Jin always feels that his master is amazing.

He was obviously an old man with white hair and chicken skin, but he had a pair of particularly beautiful eyes. The pupils were like carefully polished glass beads, which were pitch black, as if even the light could not shine into his eyes.

Xie Jin probed: "Can the old man know martial arts?"

The national teacher was slightly taken aback, and then smiled and said: "Young master, you are joking, what does this old man do for a cultivator to practice martial arts? Besides, even if this old man thinks about it, I am afraid that his body will not be able to do what he wants."

It has to be said that the mysterious person on Phoenix Mountain who can change the formation at will, and the black shadow that attracted Xie Chi away at that critical moment and the black shadow that led Mu Xiu to his side made Xie Jin a little suspicious.

Is it possible that these people are the same person?

And this person can even put some distance between Xie Chi and Mu Xiu, even in the formation, it is enough to prove that he is a master.

But the national teacher has been his master for many years, but he doesn't know martial arts at all.

So, looking at it now, it seems that all doubts have been successfully overturned.

The national teacher didn't know his complicated mood, so he just put two bottles of medicine on the table, and told him: "Your body is too exhausted, and your foundation is damaged. Taking this medicine can help you recover early, take one a day, don't worry about it." carelessly forgot."

Xie Jin nodded and said, "Thank you, old man."

The national teacher said: "The old man will leave first."

Xie Jin sent the national teacher to the door and bumped into someone.

The two nodded and said, "Your Majesty."

Mu Xiu nodded

The national teacher flicked his whisk, and Shi Shiran left.

Mu Xiu entered the palace gate, and suddenly said: "You doubt the national teacher?"

Xie Jin let out an 'ah' before reacting: "So you heard it."

But Xie Jin is not easy to explain to him. In this world, when it comes to discussing Qimen Dunjia, five elements and gossip, no one can surpass his master, so he said: "Just doubt it for fun, don't take it seriously."

Mu Xiu: "..."

Xie Jin scratched his hair and smiled at him

Mu Xiu said, "Are you all right? Give me your hand?"

Xie Jin didn't know why, but because Mu Xiu's eyes were too focused, he still surrendered weakly and passed his hand over

Mu Xiu's palm grasped his hand, turned over the palm

The hand that was originally bloody and could not be seen at all is much better now, the bloody eyes are covered with scabs, and the new skin and flesh will grow and fall off naturally without leaving scars.

Mu Xiu looked at the palm of his hand as if he was looking at some treasure, and said without any ups and downs in his voice, "Does it hurt?"

Xie Jin reacted for a while before realizing that he had discovered how he got his injury, so he could only say: "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt much."

At that time, in order to control the two people from continuing to slide, he wrapped two such thick vines around one of his hands, and the pain was so painful that he was numb. Now he really can't remember whether it hurt or not, and how much it hurt. up.

Sometimes people are like this. After the pain passes, they will forget the feeling at that time for a short time, and only remember the unforgettable pain when they face the same predicament next time.

lie.

Whether it was the previous life or the present life, this person in front of him could make him tremble with distress.

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods in the past, let alone the mysterious and mysterious things like returning the soul from a dead body

But now he can't help but not believe it, because the closer he gets to this person

The more you open your heart to accept him, the more you will find that he is clearly that person.

How could there be another fool like this who gave everything for others and didn't ask for anything in return.

Seeing him distracted, Xie Jin said, "Your Majesty?"

Mu Xiu came back to his senses: "What is it?"

Xie Jin said: "I don't know what your opinion is on this matter?"

Mu Xiu shook his head: "It can't be the national teacher. In the past dynasties, the national teacher has turned evil into good luck for Southern Chu countless times, and I have a stubborn disease in my mother's womb, which was removed by the national teacher. If he really wants to kill me, And why do you want to save me?"

Xie Jin was silent, it really didn't make sense.

Mu Xiu is not a fool, if it makes sense, he cannot doubt it.

A burst of dizziness struck, Xie Jin supported his head and sat at the table.

Mu Xiu's face changed slightly: "What's wrong?"

Xie Jin waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, just a little dizzy, maybe I haven't recovered yet."

He finally discovered that ever since he was reborn, he was like a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse, and the slightest bit of wind and rain could make him miserable.

For an imposing seven-foot man, this feeling is really humiliating.

Mu Xiu looked at his pale face for a while, then suddenly raised his voice, "Chuan Shan."

Xie Jin looked up suddenly

Mu Xiu said lightly: "It's been almost a week now, you are unconscious and can't eat food, you only eat a bowl of gruel every day, how can you not feel dizzy?"

Xie Jin: "..."

I really didn't expect it to be because of this.

Not to mention that he was in a coma for seven days.