After the divorce, the film emperor wants to ascend the throne with all his heart

In a complicated mood, Mu Jin pinched the center of her brows, got up and walked out. There was a pool of lotus flowers carefully growing outside the hall, and after autumn, there was no vitality.

It must have been very cold in Jin Beizhou's place. It was snowing on the day he was in a car accident. I don't know how he is doing now. According to Jin Beizhou's stubborn temperament, he is probably still keeping his chastity for himself at this moment.

Hey, I really feel guilty for letting down a man's sincerity.

As for Chang Fu, Mu Jin pursed her lips, not wanting to think about it any more.

On the other side, on the small road paved with stones, the prime minister dragged the servant of the Ministry of Rites and came to this side cursing, perhaps there was another conflict.

The two of them have always been at odds with each other, and they would go to court and ask the emperor to handle family conflicts for them, most of which were trivial matters.

Neither of them was married, they were over half a hundred years old, and they were alone. There were some gossips in the court. Mu Jin had heard of them before, but she was still a straight man at that time, and thought these were absurd. Now that I think about it, I can't tell...

"See the Holy One."

Prime Minister Song let go of Li Xun's hand and saluted Mu Jin.

Mu Jin raised her eyebrows and waved her hands: "You two don't need to be too polite, it doesn't matter if you have anything to say."

"Your Majesty, this old man has been in close contact with that general recently, so he must have the heart of a traitor."

Song Zhongbo frowned, stared at Li Xun fiercely, and stood with his arms akimbo righteously, as if to see if you still had any sophistry.

Li Xun snorted coldly, and replied respectfully: "I would like to report to the Holy Majesty, the minister is loyal to the emperor, and the prime minister is worrying too much."

"Is this old man worrying too much? You've been returning home lately lately. Who are you hanging around with? You're not going home anymore. You still say that this old man is worrying too much?" Prime Minister Song pointed at Li Xun and stomped his feet angrily, his voice getting louder and louder. Bigger: "You're working hand in hand with that ambitious person, bah."

They argued with each other, Mu Jin stood with folded hands, looked at them quietly, with a smile all over her face, the residences of the two of them were located at both ends of the capital, how could the prime minister know exactly when they would return to the residence?

In the end they got tired of arguing, and Qi Shushu looked at Mu Jin and asked him to make up his mind. Mu Jin let out a long breath: "Since this is the case, I have recently been secretly eradicating the rebellious officials and thieves who are in the same camp as the general. On the principle of letting go, let the minister of the Ministry of Rites deprive him of his official position and put him in prison to await trial, Yang Xu, come and take him away."

Yang Xu jumped down from the eaves, and as soon as he grabbed Li Xun, he was about to take him away. The Prime Minister hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Wait a minute."

"Oh, by the way, Xiangfu reported meritorious service, reward, heavy reward, a hundred pieces of silk and satin, three thousand pieces of silver and gold each, a box of gold, silver and jewelry, a piece of gold silk court dress from the Royal Embroidery Workshop, and a tribute South Sea Night Pearl, how about it? "

Mu Jin smiled, just waiting for the old man to slap himself.

"Old officials don't want rewards."

The prime minister glanced at Li Xun secretly, and clenched his hands in confusion. Why is Mu Jin so stubborn and doesn't know what he's here for?I just wanted to convince Li Xun to be soft, and then promised to go home on time in the future. How did I go to jail?

Li Xun noticed Song Zhongbo's eyes, snorted coldly with disdain, and then said to Yang Xu: "Let's go."

With that said, Yang Xu pulled Li Xun out of the courtyard.

"Your Majesty, what should I do?" Song Zhongbo scratched his head angrily, this time Li Xun was even more angry, Mu Jin's pain was in vain.

Mu Jin stretched her waist: "Father Xiang is really loyal, if there is any reward you want, just ask."

The old prime minister squatted by the lotus pond, depressed: "Does the emperor still remember who gave the first clothes back then?"

"It's Li Xun." Mu Jin squatted down with him, and even moved to align with him.

"The emperor still remembers who went to death row to give you buns and was demoted?"

"It's Li Xun."

"The emperor still remembers who gave you lucky money during the festival?"

"It's Li Xun." Mu Jin scratched his ear, "The prime minister speaks directly."

"It's just a sigh, the birth of the white-eyed wolf."

Song Zhongbo felt depressed, and tilted his head arrogantly, not wanting to talk to Mu Jin, Mu Jin patted him on the shoulder: "Father Xiang, it's not good to be too tough, I will teach you how to please others."

"Absurd, why does the old minister need to please others? If the emperor wants to say... then let's listen to it."

Prime Minister Song frowned, looking extremely reluctant, Mu Jin whispered in his ear.

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As the Spring Festival approached, Mu Jin still showed no signs of waking up. Jin Beizhou thought that he didn't like being hospitalized very much, so he took him home and asked several family doctors to take care of him 24 hours a day.

Unable to eat after being infused with nutrient solution, Mu Jin was getting thinner and thinner day by day. Jin Beizhou took his annual leave in advance and took care of his daily chores at home.

"Cousin, we went to see the child just now, it's so small, it doesn't look human!"

Lin Yanchen dragged Fang Ru into the room, and Jin Beizhou was drinking water downstairs. When he heard them mentioning the child, he was taken aback for a moment, then turned dark: "Contact them, don't want it anymore."

"You're crazy. It's been two months. If you say no, don't you?" Fang Ru resolutely disagreed and objected loudly.

"Mom, the child is mine. If I say no, I don't want it. It's useless if you object." Jin Beizhou put down his glass and got up to go upstairs.

"The doctor said that Mu Jin might be like this for the rest of his life. Do you want to take care of him for the rest of his life?" Fang Ru knew that it was very inhuman for her to say that, but for the sake of her son's future life, she had to make it clear.

Jin Beizhou paused, stopped, turned around and looked at Fang Ru, unable to believe what he had just heard: "Mom? What do you mean?"

"We can be responsible for his care expenses for the rest of his life, but I don't want to see you waste your career and life for him. Beizhou, your life is still very long, you shouldn't be guarding a living dead every day. , do you understand? Send him to a nursing home, we will pay all the expenses, but you are not allowed to see him. "

Fang Ru didn't look sideways at Jin Beizhou, she knew that these words were poking at his heart, but she couldn't help it, as she was a mother, she couldn't watch her son jump into an bottomless abyss.No one knows when Mu Jin will wake up. Is Bei Zhou going to spend his whole life on it?

During this period of time, other people are neither human nor ghost, living like a walking corpse with its soul drained every day, and I feel distressed, and I feel so distressed.

Lin Yanchen tugged at the corner of Fang Ru's clothes, and called softly, "Auntie."

"Shut up, why don't you take your cousin home? It's almost Chinese New Year, let him stay in the old house."

Lin Yanchen didn't move, Fang Ru glared at him resentfully, then turned around and called the four bodyguards at the door: "Xiao Zhang, take them and bring the young master home."

"Yes."

The bodyguard stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull Jin Beizhou. Jin Beizhou became weaker these days, and he was easily dragged away: "Mom, I won't go."

Fang Ru didn't say anything, she looked up upstairs, and when Jin Beizhou was out, she said coldly: "You, pick a good nursing home and send him there, don't let Beizhou know."

Lin Yanchen scratched his head: "Auntie, I think..."

"You want to go back to herding cattle, don't you? Your dad is still waiting for you to go back and take over the ranch."

"No, I'll look for it."

Forced to helplessness, Lin Yanchen had no choice but to agree, and sighed secretly, how did this happen so well?