Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

When Mohen woke up early in the morning, he found that Mo Jingchun's mood was not right.

Not just today, but also yesterday.

he thought to himself.

His thigh was hurt, and he walked a little awkwardly, but nothing serious.

When returning home from the injury, the lady in the family cried silently, but immediately said soberly: "Mr. Move the light closer.

"If you choose to back down now, I don't think Mr. Lang will say anything, but in the future, it will be like this at home."

Mohen's parents were stunned, their faces a little ugly, "Even if it is the best future, it is worth Mohen's life to fight? This is the second time."

Xu Feng shook his head and said: "Now our family has such a status in Mo Mansion, it is purely because Mohen is in front of Langjun, it is not impossible for him to retreat, but he can't retreat at this juncture. Otherwise, what will the outsiders do?" How about looking at Mohen?" It's not that she doesn't feel sorry for Mohen, it's just that this matter can't be done in this way.

Mo Jingchun gave them the house when they got married earlier, and later took care of the wedding leave. Even since Mohen got married, most of the night watch and investigation were entrusted to others, which is enough to see Mo Jingchun's preferential treatment.

You can't enjoy the benefits, but you are unwilling to bear the possible negative effects.

After Xu Feng gave him good medicine, Mohen climbed up with difficulty.

The medicine for this change was made by Mo Jingchun in his busy schedule and asked the Tai Hospital to help make it, which is much better than the outside.

Mo Hen heard Xu Feng's argument with his parents just now.

Mo Hen: "Your Majesty treats me well. If I hadn't been by his side, Aye, Auntie, how could I have accumulated such a fortune in seven or eight years? As a human being, I really can't do that."

Although his tone was gentle, his intentions could be seen.

It's with Xu Feng.

Although he broke up with his parents that time, Mohen didn't regret it.

He only thanked Xu Feng for supporting him.

Xu Feng pushed him out with a smile, "What's the fun? Langjun is a nostalgic person. In the past few years, do you think the people in his yard have changed? Ever since you and Wei Yi came to Langjun's Beside, after gaining trust, the monthly salary has been increasing every year. The personal attendants outside, the monthly silver is as high as two taels of silver, but you take seven or eight taels at home every month, and other things. Reward, such treatment, where can I find such a good master?"

As for those secrets and troubles, Xu Feng guessed a little.

It's not Mohen, it will be someone else.

And Mohen has been by Mo Jingchun's side for so many years, even if he retreats, what trouble can he avoid?

It would be better to stay beside Mo Jingchun, it would be more intimidating!

Mohen let out a breath against the dawn, and met Wei Yi who had just come around the corner.

"Meals are ready in the kitchenette."

Mohen nodded, and when he turned around and walked towards the door, he said in a low voice, "Master is not in a very good mood."

Wei Yi nodded without any trace, and then stood guard outside the door.

Who would have thought that half a month ago, they had just experienced a life-and-death struggle. At least three or four days ago, they were still in a dangerous state of dealing with injuries and nervous tension to the extreme... But now, there are people who are idle Feeling.

At least I can appreciate the morning glow, which reveals a beautiful yellow halo.

In the house, according to past habits, he should have opened the door and left long ago. Mo Jingchun, who was practicing boxing and kicking on the porch, hadn't gotten up yet.

Mohen knocked on the door with his fingers, "Lang Jun, it's time, you should get up."

After a long while, Mo Jingchun's slow response slowly sounded in the room, "Okay."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Mo Hen saw Mo Jingchun, who was dressed neatly, walking out slowly. His expression was a little tired, not as pale as if he had not rested well. In the vagueness, it could be seen that his brows were slightly frowned. , a little annoyed, but in the dark, there is a feeling of helplessness.

Who is this that made Mr. Lang unhappy?

Mohen speculated in his heart, but he didn't have a suitable answer.

After all, it's so early in the morning, who can offend Mr. Lang before they meet?

He said softly: "Lang Jun, according to your order, that matter has been done."

Mo Jingchun resisted the movement of rubbing his chest, looked at Mohen slowly, and smiled gently, "It's troublesome." His attitude when talking to Mohen was still very calm, and his temper was not affected by his emotions at all. .

By the time Mo Jingchun finished his breakfast, there was already a little light in the sky.

Holding the cloak, Mo Jingchun strode across the gallery, and when he got into the carriage, he handed the hand warmer in the carriage to Wei Yi who was driving, and said, "The two of you can choose another one." We need someone to take care of the commuting, otherwise, we still have to drive the car on weekdays."

He could see that Wei Yi and Mohen's injuries were not completely healed.

But Mo Jingchun didn't have the qualifications to say anything about others, and many marks on his body had just healed.

Wei Yi said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry about us. Although our injuries are a little serious, they are all skin wounds. The ink marks are more serious, but we can still walk for a few days. It's not a problem."

Mo Jingchun naturally knew that it would not be a hindrance, otherwise he would not have let Mohen do things before.

It's just that this carriage is bumpy after all, but it is easy to bump and crack wounds.

Mo Jingchun: "That's it, it's not a bad thing to raise more."

Wei Yi: "Mr., don't underestimate the position of the coachman. Although they are indeed repetitive tasks, as long as you know the coachman, you can easily know your whereabouts. Mohen and I will Taking over this matter is also hoping to cover it up a little bit.”

Mo Jingchun glanced at him with a half-smile, but didn't say anything.

Wei Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully drove the carriage.

What he just said is of course true.

But under these truthful words, it is undeniable that Wei Yi still has some selfishness.

He and Mohen get along pretty well now.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the hidden guards around Mo Jingchun gradually began to be reused by him. Wei Yi and Mohen on the bright side seem to be useful, but in fact there are other drags.

At this time, if one more coachman is added to share the burden, he may not be able to qualify as time goes by.

Hey, in addition to talent and ability in doing things, it is also reasonable for this person to hang around in front of the master's house frequently!

Of course Wei Yi guessed that Mr. Lang saw through him, but Mr. Lang didn't say anything!

He drove the carriage happily towards the palace.

It has been two or three days since His Majesty woke up.

This news was passed on through the mouths of Xu Boheng and others, and with the evidence of the dozen or so officials who watched in front of the Changle Palace that day, no one questioned whether the dust had settled.

And these days, important officials of the imperial court were frequently summoned into the palace, which was undoubtedly another evidence.

Even though there are so-called human skin masks in this world, these courtiers are sure that no one can imitate the true meaning of Emperor Zhengshi!

When Mo Jingchun entered the court, he noticed a lot of gazes.

Here, most of them are full of strong malice.

After the previous incident, Mo Jingchun offended not just one or two people.

He stood still in his place without looking sideways.

Mo Jingchun came neither early nor late, there were not too many people, but not too few.

"Hmph, he looks so noble, as if he really has such a temper!"

"In the past few days, His Majesty has frequently summoned important ministers, but there is no him..."

"The power is in his hands, and he has surpassed the imperial power. His death is imminent."

"unlucky!"

Such whispers were flowing around, but Mo Jingchun didn't seem to be able to hear them, and was slowly stroking his cuffs.

When he got out of the carriage in a hurry, he accidentally tucked his cuffs on the door, and there were some wrinkles, which was a bit impolite.

Pale and warm fingers stroked the marks on the sleeves, and then glanced with satisfaction.

At this moment, someone strode in from outside the hall, the speed was a little fast, and he walked straight towards Mo Jingchun.The sound of footsteps was not concealed at all, which attracted the attention of others.

I thought someone was going to pick something up, but after a closer look, it turned out that the person was Yuan Heming.

Immediately, many people looked away bored.

Who doesn't know that Yuan Heming and Mo Jingchun have a good personal relationship?

In the past, Mo Jingchun didn't take part in private gatherings very much. During the few years he was in Zongzheng Temple, the number of times he went out with Zuo Shaoqing was very few, and he could count it with just five fingers.

But Zhang Qianzhao and Yuan Heming were the only two who were often Mo Jingchun's guests.

Yuan Heming stood beside Mo Jingchun, there were still some dark marks in his eyes, he seemed to have stayed up all night last night, and he could see the tiredness on his face, "Did you sleep last night?"

Yuan Heming: "I just squinted for a quarter of an hour."

Mo Jingchun understood, it was because he didn't sleep.

Yuan Heming was terribly sleepy, but he still remembered where this place was, so he didn't dare to do anything reckless.Standing beside Mo Jingchun, he talked to him casually, refreshing himself by the way.

Mo Jingchun could tell that Yuan Heming's condition was much better than when he entered the palace a few days ago.

It seems that Emperor Zhengshi's awakening, no matter who it is for...at least the vast majority of people, is a good thing.

After a while, Emperor Zhengshi appeared in front of all civil and military officials wearing a crown and court clothes.

I saw that Emperor Zhengshi's handsome face was a little paler than before, but the corners of his lips with a slight smile and his calm expression were no different from before.Although Liu Hao followed him, he didn't reach out to support him, but followed the emperor step by step, escorting him to sit down on the dragon chair.

Liu Hao cleared his throat and said calmly, "Kai Chao—"

Emperor Zhengshi sat on the dragon chair, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, glanced around at the courtiers below, and said casually: "Why are both of them stunned? Do you think the widows are fake?"

Wei Yanguan said happily: "Your Majesty is as blessed as the heavens, and the ministers are very happy!"

In the cabinet, there was also an old man who said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I am so overjoyed that it is difficult to describe the joy in my heart."

Emperor Zhengshi lazily waved his hand, leaned on the dragon chair and said, "There is no need to say these false words, and don't say these useless clichés in the memorial sent up. Although the widow is awake, his body is weak after all. Most of the recent court affairs are handled by the cabinet, and important matters will be reviewed by the widow later."

He glanced at the courtiers with different expressions below him, crossed his hands, and placed them on his lower abdomen, "As for the attack on the widow..."

Emperor Zhengshi prolonged his voice on purpose, and said slowly, "Master has done a good job in this matter."

As soon as these words came out, some people couldn't help it.

Xu Guanming, the minister of the household department, came out and said: "Your Majesty, although it is very fashionable and unusual, but Mo Shangshu's actions are all shocking. If he ignores them, how can he make other courtiers feel at ease?"

Yan Yushi couldn't help shaking his head, "Your Majesty, Mo Shangshu has monopolized the power these days, and he looks like a regent. This undoubtedly offends the imperial prestige!" He took over his position after Lin Yushi.

The servant of the Ministry of Rites glanced at Huang Zhenghe's face, and only said a few words that he was not suitable for Li.

"I also hope that His Majesty will severely punish Mo Jingchun. He manipulated the soldiers of the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, allowing them to wander around the capital, and even broke the curfew law, wantonly asking people to come to the door. This is undoubtedly a great deal. shame."

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty……"

Ma Min was in the middle of the court, and he was sweating when he heard that.

He just didn't look back.

At this time, no matter what he said, it was inappropriate.

At the beginning, he obeyed Mo Jingchun's order because of the conferment given by Emperor Zhengshi before he fell into a coma, but no one knew what His Majesty was thinking after he woke up.

Emperor Zhengshi tapped the armrest with his fingers, and his forehead was still sweating thinly, which was because his body was too weak. He casually turned his head and asked Liu Hao to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then said slowly: "Is it all finished?" The emperor's voice was neither high nor low, and his emotions could not be heard.

Seeing that no one dared to respond, Emperor Zhengshi nodded, "This is my permission."

"Your Majesty!" Yan Yushi raised his voice.

Mo Jingchun knew that he seemed to be targeting Mo Jingchun, but in fact he was only targeting everything that did not comply with the etiquette rules, which was somewhat similar to Xue Qing.

But he is much more rigid and stubborn than Xue Qing.

Emperor Zhengshi pressed his forehead and said slowly: "When Taizu made the Taizu Order, what did you say?"

Yan Yushi's face changed slightly, as if he had eaten something sour, his eyes were a little bit open, and he said dryly: "Seeing the order of Taizu is like seeing Taizu."

"Oh, don't you all remember this?" Emperor Zhengshi said with a smile, "Since you remember, why come here to ask for an explanation?"

He was playing with something in his hand and casually tossed it up and down.

Xu Boheng, who was sitting in front, took a closer look...

Isn't that a Tiger Talisman?

Xu Guanming's tone was gloomy, "Your Majesty, the Taizu Token is a great gift, why did this last piece of Taizu Token appear in Mo Jingchun's hands?"

Although his words are straightforward, they are also reasonable doubts.

If Xu Boheng hadn't confirmed this to be true, then Mo Jingchun would have received more doubts than now.

Sitting on the throne, Emperor Zhengshi shot downwards and passed Xu Guanming with a kind of arrogance, his tone was arrogant and indifferent, "Is this life of a widow not worth a piece of the Taizu order? "

The fate of Emperor Zhengshi?

Unexpectedly, various speculations flashed in the minds of the courtiers, especially His Majesty's love and partiality for Mo Jingchun in recent years, could it be related to this...

Emperor Zhengshi said coldly: "You want the widow to punish Mo Jingchun, what are you doing when the widow is in a coma? His behavior of Mo Jingchun was extremely rude and direct, and violated the interests of many people. But he also arrested the culprits and brought them to prison for interrogation. He ensured the stability of the capital, guaranteed the daily life of the people, suppressed merchants who tried to raise prices, ensured the price of food and the safety of the nearest suburbs of Beijing.

"This is the credit of him and a few courtiers who worked hard, so what are you doing at that time?"

Xu Guanming was speechless for a moment.

Suppressing food prices, balancing prices in the capital, and ensuring the safety of the next batch of military rations are of course also the credit of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

But just looking at Peng Huaiyuan's eyes, he would never come out to solicit credit at this time.

And this is reluctant to say, it is originally the responsibility of the Ministry of household affairs.

Above, Emperor Zhengshi didn't care about the strange silence below, he held the tiger talisman in the palm of his hand, and said indifferently: "Before I fell into a coma, I handed over the camp and the guards in the suburbs of Beijing to Mo Jingchun. Will work together to do things, but now it seems that they are all wolf-hearted, each with their own calculations. If Mo Jingchun and Xu Boheng hadn't tried their best to turn the tide, when I wake up, you want to show me what it means to be riddled with holes. Is it dilapidated?"

Emperor Zhengshi's long series of conversations was not as cloudy and moody as before, and he seemed more peaceful and stable, as if he wanted to reason with all the officials.

But the more His Majesty is like this, the more frightening it is.

The nameless coercion made people breathless, like a sharp giant knife formed in mid-air, hanging above everyone's heads, it was even more dangerous.

Mo Jingchun sighed, came out and said: "Your Majesty, what you said is also reasonable. Matters need to be dealt with urgently, but there are many ministers who go out of line and should be punished."

"Hehe." Emperor Zhengshi sneered, "If Master is wrong, wouldn't it be wrong for the widow who appointed Master?"

Those dark and cold eyes swept across the audience.

"I don't want to see any more impeachment about Mo Jingchun, and I don't want to see any more discussions about this matter. Do you hear me clearly?"

Yan Yushi said stubbornly: "Your Majesty, the speaker can speak freely so that His Majesty can see clearly and clearly. Even if you block the speaker's tongue, you can't block the mouth of the world!"

As soon as Yan Yushi's words came out, Mo Jingchun knew something bad was going to happen.

Emperor Zhengshi is a person who sometimes takes soft things rather than hard things.

Sure enough, Emperor Zhengshi sneered, clenched the tiger talisman tightly with his fingers, stared at Yan Yushi with dark and cold eyes, and then leaned loosely on the back chair, "Yan Yushi's words are true. Mo Jingchun's deeds are indeed the result of an unknown teacher, so why don't you give Mo Jingchun the title of side-by-side king, what do you think?"

"His Majesty!"

It's not just Yan Yushi, along with the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty, they all think that Emperor Zhengshi is going crazy.

This also includes Mo Jingchun.

The one who couldn't help but screamed out, naturally he was also there.

Mo Jingchun thought anxiously, leaned forward holding the court board and said: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. Now the court intends to weaken the power of the kings to interfere in the place, and the Mingchun rebels use this to raise their troops. If Your Majesty confers another king with a different surname at this juncture, it will only stir up troubles in those clans that were originally unwilling!"

Would Zhengshi Emperor not know about this?

Of course not.

He covered the tiger talisman with the memorial, and said with a smile: "Didn't Yan Yushi say that the teacher came from an unknown person? The widow just gave him a chance to block the mouth of the world, isn't it just right?"

Yan Yushi was sweating.

Nothing else, this Mo family has the military power!

This is real power.

Even when Mo Feihe was fighting against aliens at the border, and when Mo Guangsheng was fighting against Mingchun rebels inside the pass, many civil officials suggested that His Majesty restrain the Mo family. How could this be possible, and how would they want the Mo family to produce another king with a different surname!

This morning, in the end, the curtain fell in random.

Mo Jingchun walked on the palace road, recalling Yan Yushi and Xu Guanming's expressions as if they had eaten shit, he couldn't help but smile.Although he knew what their purpose was, every time he was targeted, he was not angry.

He had actually pissed people off enough before, but His Majesty turned against the generals and made them too busy to take care of themselves.

Yuan Heming rushed up from behind, and said with a smile, "I'm really enjoying myself."

Mo Jingchun looked at him helplessly, "Don't act so gloating."

This court meeting is just a verbal battle, it has not yet reached the point of real swords and guns.

Yuan Heming shook his head and said, "That's all for Yan Yushi, but for Xu Guanming and those people, you have to be careful. It may not be a good thing. If there are too many people imprisoned today, it may not be so smooth if you don't make a decisive decision. But... You have offended too many people now, I am afraid that you will be sap when you go out."

Mo Jingchun laughed and said: "After all, I am the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. If I offend you, I will be offended."

His voice cooled down.

"Except for those who claim to have a deep family background, who would dare to attack on the surface?"

Yuan Heming: "You are wrong."

He shook his head, sighed and patted Mo Jingchun's shoulder.

"Why do you think they impeached you so much? Apart from really thinking that you have gone too far, it is precisely because of Ziqing's fairness in the past that made them unscrupulous."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "But I'm not a fool either."

"Everyone thinks he is a smart person," Yuan Heming said, "but they are so smart that you will not avenge your own personal revenge."

He squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were quite sharp, but he still spoke lazily.

"It's hard to be a good person."

After Mo Jingchun and Yuan Heming separated, they went all the way to the Ministry of Officials,

The two servants followed behind him, still talking about the recent assessment.At the end of the year, the official department may be one of the busiest departments, and the household department can be regarded as a circle.

Mo Jingchun originally planned to finish things at the end of the year, but because His Majesty was in a coma, he put it aside for the time being.

When you want to pick it up again, there is no right time, so just press the button for now.But this year, due to Mo Jingchun's attitude, the reception and exchange within the Ministry of Officials has decreased a lot.

The left servant followed Mo Jingchun into the room, and when he was sure that Mo Jingchun was the only one in the room, he said in a low voice: "Shang Shu, some of the affairs handled by the right servant seem to be a bit wrong."

Everything is respected by the "left".

Originally, when the left servant was transferred with Mo Jingchunping, it stands to reason that the right servant should become the left servant, and then he will take over the position of the right servant.But Emperor Zhengshi did not do this. When he first arrived, he was still a little worried that the right servant would not be easy to get along with.

But after these few months, Zuo Shilang dispelled many thoughts.

So what he wanted to say at this moment was still a bit difficult for Zuo Shilang.

Mo Jingchun: "Let's just stare, don't do anything."

He is aware of these gray areas, and it doesn't mean that they can be resolved overnight.Although they are now in the Ministry of Officials, they are sitting high above them, but compared to those deeply rooted officials and customs, they are just outsiders.Now that the affairs of the DPRK and China are more important, Mo Jingchun plans to take a long time to catch big fish.

Zuo Shilang knew it well, so he quietly withdrew.

Mo Jingchun sat in a daze for a moment, and took the document on the right hand side. When he subconsciously planned to read it, he sat up straight suddenly.

A strange strangeness slowly crawled up from Mo Jingchun's spine.

Weird itching.

Mo Jingchun had goosebumps all over his body, and couldn't help shivering a few times. Those forked and stinging things brushed Mo Jingchun's back...and climbed from the soles of his feet to the back of his neck. I couldn't help but bend down, lying on the table and shaking.His fingers clenched a blank sheet of paper at some point, grabbing the expensive paper until it was wrinkled.

Mo Jingchun opened his mouth soundlessly, holding back any moans that might escape from his mouth.

This strange and inexplicable feeling...

Your Majesty, what have you done?

Mo Jingchun stared angrily at the pen holder beside him for a long time, then frowned slightly, endured the strange feeling and stretched out his hand, grabbing a Langhao pen hanging on the pen holder.

His fingers touched the nib of the Langhao pen, and the scratching feeling was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Mo Jingchun's face was originally reddish, but now staring at the wolf hair brush, it turned red and then black, black and white again, he slapped the wolf hair brush on the table fiercely, and said fiercely: "Your Majesty!"

He gritted his teeth, wishing he could punch the person represented by this word hard!

His Majesty has not summoned him these days.

Presumably it's not that I don't want to see him, but that I don't dare to see him!

...

In Changle Palace, under the thin sunlight, the soft place looks a bit translucent.

In front of the window, there is not only a rug, but also a small shelf, and now there is a small wooden house on it.

The wooden house is really exquisite and lovely, but upon closer inspection, it is the same as the layout of the East Mansion.

To make such a small house in such a large place in the East Mansion would take time, energy and manpower.

And in this exquisite and small house, there is an equally exquisite and small doll.

At a rough glance, it is almost the same as a real person.

When Liu Hao saw it for the first time, he couldn't help feeling that His Majesty really loved it so much that he created such a realistic little doll like Mo Jingchun.

Things that are too realistic, when you look at them, you can't help but feel a weird feeling of fear.So Liu Hao didn't dare to look at it at all except for staring at it a few times on the first day.

And everyone in Changle Palace knew that it was best not to touch or think about His Majesty's things.

When Emperor Zhengshi came back from court, he placed the doll here, and then went to deal with Xue Qing's return. When he came back after sorting out the complicated things, the queen mother came over.

After Emperor Zhengshi was injured, the Empress Dowager visited Changle Palace much more often than before.

It's just that the Empress Dowager fell silent when she first entered the Changle Palace and then went to the inner hall, looking at the exquisite and small houses and the lifelike dolls.She worriedly thought, His Majesty is not really crazy in love, is he?

This is all right, how did you come up with such a realistic and terrifying thing?

Emperor Zhengshi met the worried eyes of the queen mother, and said calmly: "Don't the queen mother think it is cute?"

Empress Dowager: "..."

If she thought it was cute, the mother-child relationship might be over.

She couldn't help but shook her head, looked at Emperor Zhengshi's appearance, and said helplessly: "It's only been a few days since you woke up, why are you so tired?"

Emperor Zhengshi: "There are not a few people who are eyeing it. They are too reckless, but it is not beautiful. After the treatment is over, how long you want to rest is not a problem."

The queen mother had heard the old doctor's words, and knew that as long as Gong Yeqi could wake up, there would be nothing serious.But looking at the dying person who was still lying on the bed a few days ago, but now he is alive and kicking around, I feel a little worried.

But the queen mother also knew that Emperor Zhengshi had her own ideas, and after a few words of persuasion, she didn't continue.

After the Queen Mother left, Emperor Zhengshi closed his eyes and slowly sat down on the soft bed.

Liu Hao said eagerly: "Your Majesty, do you want to call the old doctor?"

Emperor Zhengshi shook his head, and said in a low voice: "What's the use of letting him come, he can only say that he has a good rest."

Liu Hao had no choice but to persuade carefully: "But what the empress dowager and the old doctor said is also true."

Emperor Zhengshi: "Right now there are too many eyes staring at the widow's every move. Once the weakness softens, someone will try to take advantage of it. Whether it is Mo Jingchun or the mother's place, the widow will keep an eye on them. Also, pay attention to the eldest prince."

"Here."

Liu Hao bowed his body.

Afterwards, Emperor Zhengshi ordered Liu Hao to fetch the ointment for trauma, and then waved his hand to let all the servants in the hall retreat.When Liu Hao withdrew, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, and said to himself: "Could it be that His Majesty wants to apply the medicine by himself...but the stitches will be removed tomorrow, and there are some places that His Majesty can't touch by himself... ..."

With such faint doubts, he backed out.

After Emperor Zhengshi was left alone in the palace, he fished out the little doll standing in the exquisite small courtyard, and the little doll leaned limply on his palm and sat down.

The emperor hurriedly moved the table on the soft bed, so that the thin sunlight outside the window just hit the table, and then moved away the hand warmer that had been used to warm the table a long time ago, and put the doll on it to warm the table. s position.

Once born and twice cooked.

He had stripped the little doll's clothes once, and it was not difficult to undress the doll a second time.

It took Emperor Zhengshi a lot of effort to pass it back before.

After the little doll was stripped naked, he took the brand new and clean writing brush on the side, opened the ointment, mixed the ointment with the tip of the pen, and then brushed the little doll lying on the table. again.

The emperor was very careful in doing things, because the little puppet Mo Jingchun was too small, in order to avoid waste, he simply started from the smooth soles of the feet, then the smooth back, the beautiful butterfly bones, and the back of the neck... It seems that I like the position of the butterfly bone very much, the nib lingered there for a while, and the ointment was so glossy.

After applying medicine to the back, Emperor Zhengshi turned the doll over again, this time applying medicine to the front.

Naturally, she is cautious and extremely tender.

The tip of the pen was stained with ointment, and it was brushed off little by little.

Emperor Zhengshi didn't leave anything behind, he remembered that the imperial doctor said before that these medicines are not irritating and very mild.After Emperor Zhengshi finished his work and applied the medicine to the doll, he began to busily redress the little doll again.

Emperor Zhengshi used to not serve people.

The emperor has always been the one to be served by others, so why would it be his turn to serve others?

But since he provoked Mo Jingchun, over time, Emperor Zhengshi finally learned how to change clothes for people.When Mo Jingchun was unconscious, when he didn't have the slightest physical strength...at least, he still wouldn't wake Mo Jingchun.

Therefore, it is not difficult for him to dress the little doll right now.

The difficulty is that these things are too small, and I dare not use too much force with my fingers, for fear of tearing the fabric.

Emperor Zhengshi wondered in his heart whether he could ask Xiu Niang to make a few such small clothes, at least change one a day, and satisfy his desire to see his master in different clothes.

With a faint smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, he put the little inner garment on for the puppet Mo Jingchun, ignoring the small upturn, and said to himself: "No, no, now the widow and the master are both Injured patients, the old doctor said, need to reboot and endure." He rubbed that spot with his fingertips, with a nasty smile.

Mo Jingchun felt that if he could bear it for three days, he really became a saint.

The next day, his posture when he entered the palace was so imposing, those who didn't know thought he had entered the palace to seek revenge.

Liu Hao hurriedly stopped Mo Jingchun in front of the Changle Palace, and said dumbfoundedly: "Teacher Mo, wait a moment, the queen mother is in the palace."

Liu Hao knew that Mo Jingchun would always feel awkward meeting the Queen Mother, so he stopped him in time.

Mo Jingchun stopped, glanced at the hall, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "How is your Majesty these days?" On the surface, we can see each other, but in private, Mo Jingchun is hindered by himself. I didn't intend to meet His Majesty so eagerly, but it's a pity that he is so patient and can't bear it any longer!

Liu Hao didn't know that Mo Jingchun was gnashing his teeth in his heart, "Your Majesty's injury has improved, and the old doctor will come to remove your majesty's stitches in the afternoon. However, your Majesty has other hobbies these days."

While talking, he carefully looked at Mo Jingchun.

Liu Hao had seen the appearance of the little puppet, and he knew that His Majesty made the little puppet look like Mo Jingchun because he was really happy in his heart.But Mo Jingchun himself may not be happy, especially in the past two or three days, His Majesty played with that little doll, almost reluctant to let him go, such an obsessive gesture, perhaps in the eyes of Mrs. Mo, is a bit cold. ?

For this reason, Liu Hao carefully considered his words, "Your Majesty has been so tired that Mrs. Mo has been suffering so much due to the coma these days, and I feel even more happy in my heart, so I ordered someone to make a whole set of molds for Dongfu, and then made another I bought a doll... that is [-]% to [-]% similar to the Taifu, and I always carry it with me."

Liu Hao watched helplessly as Mo Jingchun's face became increasingly ugly.

bad!

This still didn't stop me.

Mo Jingchun gritted his teeth and showed a "smile", and said softly: "Is that so? Your Majesty even built a Dongfu specially for this little puppet?"

He could see that Liu Hao might have misunderstood something, but he didn't want to talk.

Mo Jingchun just wanted to hit someone.

He paced back and forth outside the hall with his hands behind his back.

If Liu Hao can say it directly like this, the whole Changle Palace actually knows it.

This shows how bold and vicious Zhengshi Emperor's behavior was!

Mo Jingchun didn't wait long outside the palace, and after a while, the queen mother was sent out by the emperor himself.

At that time, Mo Jingchun was not outside the hall.

But in the side hall.

It was somewhat embarrassing to bump into the Queen Mother head on.

The words that the queen mother said last time lingered in Mo Jingchun's heart several times, and he had thrown them to the back of his mind and didn't intend to think about them.

Liu Hao raised his head and said with a smile, "Teacher, Your Majesty has a request."

Mo Jingchun got up from the seat, opened his hem and followed Liu Hao.

Just entering the inner hall, Mo Jingchun was at a loss for words.

He quietly looked at the unusually obvious exquisite wooden products, and he couldn't complain that even a cautious person like Liu Hao could talk about it.

Emperor Zhengshi acted so calmly and calmly, how could he rely on Liu Hao?

Mo Jingchun had a headache.

Emperor Zhengshi was sitting on the soft bed, holding a book in his hand, and said slowly: "Master has come, I have been waiting for a long time."

Mo Jingchun's froze pace finally continued to walk, and walked slowly to the exquisite and small house placed on the shelf.It is said to be small, but in fact, although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, and the East Mansion is already big, and even if it is scaled down, it is also an extremely complicated decoration in front of it.

I don't know when it was prepared for.

Mo Jingchun stared steadily at himself who was wearing crescent moon uniform and sitting in the courtyard reading a book.

It is very ingenious that that little book can really be stuffed into the hands of that little doll.

Mo Jingchun stretched out his hand.

At the same time, Emperor Zhengshi jumped up from the collapse.

Mo Jingchun put the little doll upright and looked at it, the small book