Dog emperor, take your life!

Mo Ci took a sip of Biluochun tea and said with a smile, "The Queen's words are wrong!"

"Everyone in the world is a wolf with ambitions, grand ambitions and hegemony. When the situation is turbulent and unstable, it is possible that they will not have the heart to kill the king and seize the throne!"

Sitting beside Mo Ci, Chu Yue blinked his peach blossom eyes and looked at Mo Ci: "Thirsty, more thirsty."

The look of pursing his mouth pretending to be wronged made Mo Ci stunned for a moment.

He also brewed a small cup of tea for Chu Yue, put it in front of him, and then said to the queen: "This seems to be a joke."

Mo Ci picked up the Langhao brush again and replaced it with a new piece of ginger yellow rice paper. He picked up the brush and wrote the word "ambition" like flowing water.

The characters are grand and majestic, and the details seem to be able to see the beating heart of Mo Ci's body through the characters.

Desire and ambition, undisguised, this is the national teacher, and Mo Ci after removing the disguise.

"If you talk about ambition, who in this world doesn't have ambition? I'm afraid you, the queen, are used to enjoying the feeling of being under the command of the harem, right?" In the eyes of the queen.

The queen's sexy red lips were slightly opened, but she didn't know how to refute, so she had to give up.

In order to hide her poor eloquence, she began to change the subject.

"Your Majesty, do you want to drink lotus root pork ribs soup?" Thinking about it, she hadn't boiled soup for Chu Yue herself for a long time.

"..." Chu Yue noticed that the woman's eyes were looking at him, but he didn't know that the queen was asking him.

That's right, this time he only knew that his name was Chu Yue. As for the name of the Holy One, he subconsciously felt that it was incompatible with him.

The queen clenched her fists tightly in her sleeves, even though her nails were pierced into her palms, she pretended to be all right, with a smile on her face.

She asked again: "My Majesty, you used to like to drink the lotus root pork rib soup made by my concubine. If your majesty wants to drink it now, my concubine will go and make it for you."

Chu Yue felt that this woman was very strange. Why did she say that she liked to drink lotus root ribs soup? He had obviously never drank this kind of extravagant broth since he was a child.

At a loss, he moved towards Mo Ci, then leaned close to Mo Ci's ear, and asked softly, "Is he talking to me?"

Although the voice was as small as a mosquito, the queen could hear it clearly. At this moment, she was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

Mo Ci actually used this lowly and nasty method to deal with Chu Yue, and dared to make up the reason why Chu Yue was having nightmares and was confused to deceive the officials and her.

"Well, the empress is talking to you. You can answer whatever you want." Mo Ci showed an ambiguous smile on his lips, and from the corner of his eyes, he cast a glance at the empress sitting opposite him, "If your empress wants to give the Holy Majesty If you do it, then just do it, as for whether you drink it or not, it’s up to you.”

"Yue'er doesn't want to drink pork rib soup! My mother has never had it, and Yue'er can't drink it either!" Chu Yue looked confused, and at this moment he actually felt that his mother was still in this world.

At that time, he and his mother were making people in the palace to play with wantonly, and they often didn't have enough to eat. Even if they ate rice, it was moldy food in the imperial dining room.

It is wishful thinking to be able to drink this luxury of rib soup.

The queen suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and pretended to be strong and said: "The emperor doesn't want to drink, and the concubine just doesn't want to do it."

"Yue'er is Yue'er, not a sage!" For some reason, Chu Yue showed a look of disgust for the title "Sovereign".

Mo Ciwei raised his hand, stroked his head lightly, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Yueer, Yueer is Chuyue, not some holy master."

Seeing that Mo Ci followed him, Chu Yue leaned in Mo Ci's arms and snuggled up to him.

"Oh, the national teacher, don't think that the sage is a fool and think that he can covet Longxia Jiangshan in an open and honest manner." The queen supported the corner of the desk and slowly stood up. Her personal maid, Cailing, had been killed by Mo Ci in front of her. .

Now she, alone, seems a little thin.

But this woman will not let it go, before leaving, she gave Mo Ci a meaningful look.

"It's not far away, it won't take long, what should come will always come, the queen still has to rest assured to raise the baby, and give birth to a future prince for the Longxia Dynasty, which will be a great achievement for future generations."

"I am troubled by the national teacher being so concerned about my child."

Even when one was about to leave, the queen and Mo Ci never forgot to fight.

After the queen left, Mo Ci put away the smile on his face, and his black pupils changed from black to ice blue again.

He turned sideways, put one hand on the ground, the other rested on his bent knee, and his hair fell naturally on his chest.

"Chu Yue, do you know who that woman is?" Mo Ci looked at Chu Yue, who was sitting upright in front of him, with a tentative intention.

"Queen...you call her queen." Chu Yue frowned slightly, as if remembering something unhappy.

Mo Ci raised his hand, motioning him to get closer: "Then, have you seen her belly?"

"I see, it's very round and bulging." Chu Yue thought for a while before saying.

"Then there is a child in her belly, do you want to know if it is a boy or a girl?" Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, and played with Chu Yue's hair.

Chu Yue's eyes darkened for a moment, but he quickly recovered, so that Mo Ci didn't see this momentary change.

He knelt down and muttered: "Are boys and girls so important? My mother said that boys can go to the battlefield to kill enemies when they grow up, and girls can plow the land and weave cloth. Each has its own advantages..."

"But only a boy can be the prince, the future heir, and the emperor of the world." Mo Ci was shocked. Although Chu Yue seemed to be mentally confused, his thinking was not affected.

He always felt that Chu Yue was pretending, but he couldn't find any evidence that he was pretending.

Because if Chu Yue was acting, then the acting would be flawless.

"Then do you want to be the master of the world?" Chu Yue asked suddenly.

Mo Ci was stunned, he clamped Chu Yue's chin, and squeezed it hard: "Chu Yue, you are getting better at pretending!"

"Ah, it hurts~ the more it hurts..." Chu Yue was particularly afraid of pain, even though Mo Ci didn't use much strength in his hands at this time.

"If you want to deal with me, come directly, why use these stupid things to disgust me!"

Chu Yue slapped his wrist and shook his head suddenly, his eyes were already wet with tears: "Don't hit... Please... Please..."

How pitiful, but so realistic.

Mo Ci put Chu Yue on the ground, and pressed the small dagger he carried close to Chu Yue's Adam's apple.

"I don't hit you, I just kill you."

Chu Yue suddenly opened his eyes and struggled all over, but he was still the same as before, he couldn't use any strength at all.