Dog emperor, take your life!

The queen left the Yunzhong Palace wearily, leaving only Mo Ci and Chu Yue.

"Does Your Majesty feel that the injury on your back is getting better?" The sudden greeting made Chu Yue tremble.

He turned sideways, trying to make himself more comfortable, but his entire back was tingling like needles.

"It's much better, thank you, Master Guo, for your medicine." Chu Yue lowered his head, looking absent-minded.

I used to call you "A Ci", but now I want to call you so unfamiliar.

He was unwilling.

Mo Ci took out a small ceramic bottle from his arms, and he held it up to Chu Yue: "Do you know what it is?"

"What?" Chu Yue asked puzzled.

"An antidote."

"What antidote?" Chu Yue became more and more confused.

Hasn't his Gu poison been cured, why Mo Ci still took out the antidote.

Seeing Chu Yue's dazed look, Mo Ci showed a slight smile on his cold handsome face.

"The queen's antidote."

Hearing this, Chu Yue's emotions suddenly became agitated, he grabbed Mo Ci's hand fiercely, his eyes were scarlet.

He knew that the poison in the queen's body was caused by Mo Ci, but he never expected that Mo Ci would actually do such a cruel act of harming innocent young lives.

"Give me the antidote!!" he roared angrily.

In Chu Yue's eyes, the queen can die, but the child in her womb cannot, because it is related to whether he can stabilize his throne in the future.

Mo Ci broke away Chu Yue's hand, then looked at him, the porcelain bottle was shaken in his hand.

"I can give you whatever you want! Don't hurt my child! Please! Ah Ci!"

Chu Yue was lying on the side of the bed, and he couldn't stand up at this moment, so he could only beg for words as if he was grabbing the ground with his head.

Mo Ci squatted down, and raised Chu Yue's chin with his slender index finger, forcing him to look directly into his eyes.

Mo Ci, whose eyes have completely turned into ice blue, exudes a sense of coldness that is not angry and majestic.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it seemed to be mocking Chu Yue.

When he was trampled and ravaged in the dungeon, Chu Yue didn't let him go, and the queen wanted him to die even more.

"Please? You look like a defeated dog. I really don't know how you think I will accept your conditions." Mo Ci was playing with the porcelain bottle with one hand, and squeezed Chu Yue's lips with the other. jaw.

This was the first time for Chu Yue to feel a sense of fear. He finally understood why the deposed Emperor Ning Yuan's legs would weaken when he saw Mo Ci.

A pair of different pupils seems to be able to captivate people's hearts and souls, carrying a powerful coercion.

The means are even more cruel and ruthless.

"You, I can give you whatever you want!!" Chu Yue's jaw was almost dislocated.

He really regretted that he didn't get better soon, and the powerlessness in his fear made him almost suffocate.

At this moment, Mo Ci reluctantly let go of the hand that was clamping his chin, and stood up with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and at ease.

"Then the Holy Majesty will tell you what benefits you can give me."

Chu Yue took a few deep breaths, and slowly sat up while supporting the edge of the bed.

The whole person seemed to have been hit by cartilage powder, and he leaned weakly on the bed.

"Military and political power, how about leaving it to you?" Losing military and political power is like a person losing his soul and becoming a puppet.

This is... a reenactment of the scene from the time of the Deposed Emperor.

Holding the emperor to make the princes is just a pleasure for Mo Ci, what he wants is far more than that.

Mo Ci seemed unhappy when he heard this condition. He frowned at Chu Yue: "Isn't the military and political power already in my hands? Your Majesty doesn't want to save the empress and her unborn child?"

As he spoke, he acted as if he was about to let go of his fingers. As long as he let go, the porcelain bottle in his hand would fall to the ground. At that time, the queen would only have a dead end.

So Chu Yue knew very clearly that there was no way for him to retreat.

"Then, what does A Ci want?" He called A Ci, wanting to remind Mo Ci of the memorable time when they were together.

But he obviously forgot, Mo Ci didn't want to remember at all.

Mo Ci suppressed the discomfort in his heart: "I want Your Majesty...to listen to me in everything, what does Your Majesty think?"

puppet!It's the puppet emperor again!It seems that every emperor under Mo Ci's power will eventually become a puppet in name only!

Although he was at Qiya Mountain that day, he had promised Mo Ci that he would listen to everything.

But only Chu Yue knew, and that was just talk.

Chu Yue wanted to give up at this moment, but he didn't know what kind of belief made him think that he would take a step back now and find an opportunity to counterattack in the future, so he agreed to Mo Ci for the time being.

Seeing him thinking for a long time, Mo Ci became a little impatient, and he counted and let go of his fingers one by one.

"One, two, three...eight..."

When the count reached eight, Chu Yue stopped him.

"I promise you!" Chu Yue tugged on Mo Ci's sleeve and said anxiously, "I promise you everything!"

"If the Holy Majesty had said this earlier, I wouldn't have to suffer so much in my heart." After saying that, Mo Ci threw the porcelain bottle in his hand onto the Chu Yue quilt.

"I only gave you a few drops, but it still can't completely detoxify the queen's body. As long as you are obedient and don't act like a demon, I will not let the queen and your child go to hell."

As Mo Ci said, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Chu Yue: "A Ci, do you really want to be so heartless?"

"Could it be that the Holy Majesty at that time was more affectionate and righteous than me?" Mo Ci said with a smile.

"I..." Chu Yue was speechless.

If you compare the way he treated Mo Ci back then with the way Fu Mo Ci treats him now, he is indeed not affectionate enough.

Mo Ci was too lazy to wait for him to continue talking, no matter how Chu Yue shouted, he never looked back or turned around.

After he left, Chu Yue shouted to the outside of the hall: "Luo Fu!! Get out of here!!!"

Luo Fu ran in five steps at a time, and knelt on the ground as soon as he came in, not daring to raise his head to look at the angry emperor on the bed.

"As my bodyguard, I can't even see my shadow when I'm threatened! What use do I need you for?!"

Really mad at him.

"Your Majesty... this subordinate has nothing to do...the national teacher does not allow this subordinate to come in," he sneaked a glance at Chu Yue, and after seeing that Chu Yue did not have any major emotional fluctuations, he continued, "Besides, this subordinate They can't even beat the Twelve Golden Lin Guards!"

Twelve Jinlin Guards?

Chu Yue's frown deepened. Although he knew that Mo Ci was the owner of the Killing Tower, he never expected that Mo Ci would even use the Twelve Guardians of the Killing Tower to deal with him.

It seems that this is determined to stand on the opposite side of him, Chu Yue thought to himself.

"Where's the secret guard you arranged for me?" You can't always be under the control of Mo Cizhi and let yourself be in a passive state.

Luo Fu replied tremblingly: "All...all disappeared."

The hidden guards he arranged beside Chu Yue were no match for the Twelve Golden Lin Guards, who were also among the elite imperial guards in the imperial palace. However, since the Twelve Golden Lin Guards were stationed in the Yunzhong Temple, these hidden guards had disappeared.

Although he sent people to look for it many times, at least to see the dead and the dead, but Luo Fu really never saw a dead body.

Chu Yue clenched his fists tightly, and he secretly made up his mind that he couldn't let Mo Ci do whatever he wanted.