In the early morning of the next day, Mo Ci was dressed in court clothes, and walked up to the main hall under the eyes of all the officials.

Seeing that Chu Yue hadn't followed, the ministers started chattering again.

"Your Majesty is unwell, and I have specially ordered my national teacher to act as an agent of the government." Mo Ci glanced at them, and saw Yan Qi in the corner on the right.

Just when he was about to greet Yan Qi with his eyes, Chen Yi stood up.

I saw him kneeling on the ground, speaking extremely hypocritical words in that incomparably sincere voice: "I don't know why the Holy One is in trouble? The hospital has not been busy these days."

It seems to be caring, but it is actually implying that Mo Ci coerced the emperor to order the princes.

With a flick of his sleeves, Mo Ci leaned back on the dragon chair, with one hand resting on the keel armrest, his slender and white fingers tapping rhythmically.

Even though there was a lot of discussion in the hall, he remained steadfast.

"Could it be that Duke Chen wants to keep the imperial hospital busy? If these imperial physicians are entering and leaving the Yunzhong Hall one after another, doesn't it mean that the Holy Majesty will die soon?" Mo Ci deliberately emphasized the tone of the last sentence.

Hearing the words, Chen Yi stood up abruptly, pointed to Mo Ci, who was leaning on the dragon chair on the top of the hall, and said, "Stop lying! The Holy One is the Son of the Dragon, blessed by the gods, and his life is as long as the sky, so how could he die?" Soon!"

"Duke Chen is right. If this is the case, wouldn't it be natural for the imperial physician not to go to Yunzhong Hall to treat the Holy One?" Mo Ci looked up at the carvings and dragon patterns on the dome.

His fingers were intertwined, as if he was thinking about something, but in fact he was just emptying his mind.

He only occasionally looked down and glanced at Yan Qi, and after seeing nothing unusual, he withdrew his gaze.

Chen Yizhi gritted his teeth angrily at Mo Ci's sophistry, but it was inconvenient to attack.

"It's fine for the Holy One to be fine, and I'm just afraid that if something happens, I, the courtier of Long Xia, will only find out at the last moment.

If such a thing really happened, the veterans would feel guilty. "

"Pingnan Marquis Wu Xu, my teacher named you the Great General Yuma, and I will go out with the left general Yan Qi in three days. It is a pity." Including Wu Xu in the plan is just Mo Ci's sudden wisdom.

Although this Wu Xu is cowardly and loves to follow others, he has no second thoughts from beginning to end.

What's more, he personally trained soldiers and horses, not just to protect himself, but to return to the battlefield one day and take the enemy's head.

Wu Xu stood up and saluted with joy on his face: "Marquis of Pingnan, Wu Xu wrote the national teacher, thank you, my lord! Long live my lord, long live my lord!"

Mo Ci waved his hands at him, then sat up straight, he looked in the direction of Yan Qi, trying to force Yan Qi to look at him with his eyes.

Fortunately, Yan Qi sensed his burning gaze and gave him a smile back.

Just not as brilliant as before.

"General Yan, it is no small matter to attack the Xiongnu to take back Lexi. Maybe I will become famous in the first battle and become a hero of Longxia forever, or maybe die in the battle and become a martyr of Longxia. Please be more careful." Mo Ci walked down from the hall, he came Go to Yan Qi and stare at him.

"Yan Qi will fulfill his mission and return triumphantly!" Yan Qi wanted to kneel down, but was held back by Mo Ci.

"When the general triumphantly returns, he will order the people of the world to welcome our Long Xia soldiers home in front of Baisi City, and then hold a Kyushu banquet to celebrate the unification together," Mo Ci tiptoed slightly and whispered into Yan Qi's ear, "If you want all of this, it means that you have to come back alive, otherwise there will be nothing. Even if you die in battle, I won't even erect a monument for you."

"it is good."

Yan Qi greedily inhaled the sandalwood scent from Mo Ci's body, he wanted to imprint this misty scent into his mind, and engrave it in his heart forever.

At this time Luo Fu ran in, whispered something to Mo Ci and left.

Then I heard Mo Ci say to the civil and military officials: "Since you are all fine, then retreat to the court, and then hand over all the memorials to the servants in the Yunzhong Palace and present them to me."

After all the officials retreated, Mo Ci called to Yan Qi: "General Yan, at noon tomorrow, the Yan family will be performing in the military field, wait for me."

Yan Qi turned his head against the light, nodded seriously and said: "Yan Qi is waiting for the national teacher."

In Yun Zhongdian, Chu Yue was lying on the bed, because his back was cut open, he couldn't lie flat.

Seeing Mo Ci come in, he was so excited that he wanted to get out of bed but accidentally fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Luo Fu got him up in time.

"My lord, the liquid medicine has been obtained." Shu Yun handed Mo Ci a white jade bottle.

Mo Ci was slightly surprised: "So fast?"

"Returning to the Lord, I met a good friend who was a businessman in Miaojiang. After hearing about this, I specially helped my subordinates find it."

Shu Yun's words seemed reasonable and well-founded, but Mo Ci knew that he did not tell the truth in front of Chu Yue.

Because he has been by Mo Ci's side all year round, Mo Ci knows exactly how many friends he has.

Mo Ci raised an eyebrow at him, then walked across the screen with the jade bottle, and came to the side of the bed.

"Aci!"

Chu Yue excitedly stretched out his hand to pull Mo Ci, but Mo Ci directly passed him to the other side of the bed.

He handed the liquid medicine to Luo Fu, looked at Chu Yue's back showing his bones, and said lightly, "Let's begin."

"A Ci, won't you help me?" Chu Yue lowered his eyes slightly, with some disappointment in his eyes.

"Why should I help you? Have you forgotten how you tried to goug out my eyes that night?"

You don't remember, but I do.

Saving you was just a matter of convenience, just for Long Xia not to fall into the hands of treacherous courtiers and concubines.

Not for love love love.

Chu Yue said with an aggrieved face: "But that was not my wish, and you know that I was bewitched...so that night was not my intention... Ah Ci..."

"Why wasn't it your intention? Do you know why you were so easily controlled? Because you had that desire in your heart, it devoured you without any effort."

"But..." Before Chu Yue finished speaking, Mo Ci interrupted, "It's not that bad, but, I can save you, it's for the sake of all the people in the world and the country, otherwise, I will save you more than anyone else." Everyone wants you dead."

After Mo Ci said this, he felt much more at ease.

From now on, you are your king and I am my subject.

No more ties.

Chu Yue didn't know how to answer, he knew that things could not go back to the past.

Luo Fu knelt on the ground with the medicine bottle and looked at him, asking him for instructions.

"Let's see and do it." Chu Yueyan waved his hand accommodatingly.

A drop of milky white medicine was dripped into Chu Yue's tailbone by Luo Fu, and then a few drops went up along the tailbone.

After the liquid medicine was dripped, Chu Yue didn't respond at first, but after a while, as the liquid penetrated into the body and slowly disappeared, Chu Yue began to feel a burst of tearing pain in his body.

He couldn't help howling for a while, Mo Ci felt that the sound was irritated and stuffed a towel into his mouth.

"Noisy."

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