Dog emperor, take your life!

But after a stick of incense, dark red blood began to overflow from Chu Yue's back. As his screams became smaller and smaller, his back started from the tailbone and went all the way up to the neck, which was rotten and horrible.

"Look at the national teacher!"

At this time, Luo Fu was pointing at Chu Yue's back, and a black striped Gu worm was crawling out of his blood-covered body.

"It's the Mother Gu."

Mo Ci used Chu Yue's dragon pattern dagger to pick out the mother Gu and threw it to the ground.

Then he squatted down and used the tip of the dagger to pry open the mother Gu's body.

Some small black insect eggs were scattered.

The body of this mother Gu was five or six centimeters longer, and the whole body became fuller and fuller due to the nourishment of Chu Yue's blood.

"Ah Ci..." Mo Ci was wiping the blood on the dagger when Chu Yue, who was lying on the bed behind him, made a weak voice.

He put away the dagger, stood up and turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Thank you...Thank you for saving me..." The feeble voice made people think that Chu Yue was about to die.

But he just lost too much blood, and he can recover with supplementation later.

It's just that I can't go to court in the near future.

Mo Ci glanced at him and sneered, "It's not called saving, I just don't want you to die yet."

You died so easily, but I'm sorry for the blood I lost, the pain I suffered, and my heart that was almost broken.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chu Yue's eyes slowly closing.

"Find an imperial doctor and treat your master's wound." Mo Ci said, looking at Luo Fu.

"Yes."

Mo Ci left the Yunzhong Palace and returned to the side room, and sat down, and suddenly wanted to visit the original National Teacher's Mansion.

Today's National Teacher's Mansion has long been razed to the ground by Chu Yue's order, and its ruins remain in the center of Baisi City, which is quite a sight.

Occasionally, when a gust of wind blew by, Mo Ci felt ghosts howling in his ears.

He took off his court attire, and only wore a white corseted robe with birds slightly embroidered on the sleeves, and the blue silk from the past was also tied up at this time, and he looked like a son of an aristocratic family.

The owner of a vendor who was buying steamed buns saw him standing motionless in front of the ruins of the National Teacher's Mansion, so he went up to him and glanced at him.

"Young master, this place is too dark, it's better not to stay here too long, so as not to get dirty." The boss with the long beard advised him sincerely.

Mo Ci looked sideways and asked, "Dirty?"

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall revealed to Mo Ci, "Seeing that you are a foreigner, let me tell you."

"I heard that when the imperial master held the military power, the motive of raising troops to rebel was discovered by the holy majesty. In a rage, the holy majesty demoted him to a commoner and threw him into a dungeon, and sent someone to arrest the proud imperial master's mansion. To demolish.

During that night, all the servants of the National Teacher's Mansion were killed by random arrows. From then on, there were always men and women crying around here every night.

Some people said that it was because the ghosts of the servants who died tragically in the National Teacher's Mansion stayed here for a long time and did not want to return to the King of Hades.

Some people also said that it was because their bones were in these ruins, and they had not been buried in the soil, and the king of Hades would not accept them.

All in all, it's very cloudy. "

Mo Ci looked at the ruins all over the floor and was in a daze. The servants who died here were all his relatives, but they died because of the struggle for imperial power.

At this moment, his heart was throbbing. This feeling was like the helplessness he felt when his father and mother died under the sword of the first emperor, and he could only watch helplessly but could do nothing.

Obviously these people have no blood relationship with him, obviously they are just servants.

But Mo Ci wanted to avenge them at this time.

"Why don't you listen to people's advice!"

The boss saw that he had said so much, and Mo Ci refused to give him a reply, so he returned to the booth a little irritated.

In the evening, some court soldiers came here, and they formed a solitaire mode of delivery to tear apart the ruins.

"Report to the Master, a total of [-] corpses have been dug up." A soldier said to Mo Ci.

"A rich burial."

Among the neatly arranged corpses, Mo Ci saw Uncle Wang, he stepped forward and bowed slightly to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who troubled you."

"National teacher..." Just when he was sad, a familiar and warm voice rang in his ears.

He knew it was Yan Qi: "Why are you here, this is not the place you should come."

"If the national teacher can come, Yan Qi can also come naturally. Yan Qi doesn't want the national teacher to be sad alone."

Yan Qi thought that since Bai Tian had already expressed his intentions, he didn't have such an estimate.

He hugged Mo Ci tentatively, seeing that he didn't resist, he put his mouth close to Mo Ci's ear and said, "It's enough to leave the burial to them, I'll take you to a place first."

"Where?" Mo Ci turned his head to the side, almost mouth-to-mouth with Yan Qi.

He pushed Yan Qi away in a panic.

"You'll know when you go."

Yan Qi took out a black cloth strip from nowhere, covered Mo Ci's eyes with it, and walked forward holding his hand.

Mo Ci's heartbeat was abnormally fast at this time, and he wanted to break away from Yan Qi's hand, but the more he did this, the tighter Yan Qi's hand was received, but the strength just didn't make him feel pain.

"Master, don't worry, please trust Yan Qi."

Mo Ci felt that he had walked a long way, and Yan Qi didn't stop until he heard the smell of fireworks.

He slowly lifted the cloth strips covering Mo Ci's eyes, and then said softly to him, "Open your eyes."

It was a marriage tree, and the tree was covered with red nameplates with names written on it.

"This is……"

Yan Qi took out two name tags, one had the word "Yan Qi" written on it, and the other was blank, waiting for the other party to fill in.

He handed the blank name tag to Mo Ci, then knelt on the ground and held up his own name tag: "My father said that a man should be frank, decisive and resolute in his actions, so Yan Qi made an oath here today to tell Gods of the sun and moon, I, Yan Qi, only love Mo Ci at this moment in this life, if I break my oath, I will suffer five thunders..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold hand covered his lips.

Mo Ci's eyes were red, he clenched the name tag in his hand, and helped Yan Qi up.

"Oaths are unreliable, I'm afraid."

He was terrified.

At that time, Chu Yue had also made an oath, saying that a couple would last forever, but in the end the person next to him was not him.

Yan Qi wiped the tears from the corners of Mo Ci's eyes with his hand, and said distressedly: "Then I won't make an oath, Yan Qi will prove Yan Qi's intentions with practical actions."

That night, Mo Ci's tangled heart still did not give him an accurate answer.

He didn't know whether Yan Qi could be trusted, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Contradictions, low self-esteem, and the past made him seem afraid to love.

He thought he dared to love and hate, but when things came to an end, he couldn't make the right choice.