Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Lin Huan couldn't gather the precious medicinal materials for his mother to nourish in a short time.

And Lin Huan may have had nostalgia for Lin at the beginning, but when Lin Deming threatened him with his mother and almost let him and his sister be exchanged into the hands of King Qinghe, Lin Huan completely gave up all his emotions.

In the eyes of Lin Deming and his father, Lin Huan is just a usable pawn.

Lin Huan thought in his heart, maybe he won't be able to survive this time, but with Mo Jingchun's guarantee...

At least his credibility is much higher than that of Lin Deming.

...

Two quarters of an hour ago.

Mo Mansion, the study in the outer courtyard.

Today is Mo Jingchun's rest. When he was lying in the courtyard basking in the sun, An Shiqi appeared behind him without a sound, and said in a low voice, "Master, there is news from Liu Cunjian that Mrs. Huang has been rescued." come out."

Mo Jingchun froze for a moment, then remembered that Huang's is Lin Huan's mother.

"Since there is news, does that mean they are going to Beijing?"

"Yes."

"If necessary, you can put the person in the house under the name of the Mo family, and the Mo family will send someone to take care of it."

This is what Mo Jingchun promised Lin Huan from the beginning.

Otherwise, what can make a counselor who is determined to join the thief immediately rebel?

He joined because of his mother; he was willing to betray immediately because of his mother.

After all, he is pure and filial.

Just unlucky.

Mo Jingchun felt sorry for Lin Huan's talent.

"Huang's body is weak, after a long journey, it is not suitable to be sent to prison." An Shiqi said, "He has been temporarily sent to a hiding place."

Mo Jingchun lazily said, "My promise is still valid. If Lin Huan follows up...his mother, I will take care of her. Also, let someone inform Lin Huan."

No matter how much Mo Jingchun felt sorry for Lin Huan's ability, he was not a criminal officer, and he could not intervene in matters related to the law.

Moreover, if Emperor Zhengshi's previous temper was followed, although he would not be able to sit together, the people involved in it would never be let go.Today, there are one person in the prison that day, and basically none of them can escape.

Although the sun is thin in winter, it is still warm and warm in spring.

This was a rare day for him to be free, and the tense emotions gradually eased up. This feeling of over-relaxation made Mo Jingchun almost fall asleep in the porch.

He didn't know how long he lay there, until Mo Hen tiptoedly covered him with a blanket, and then woke up.

But Mo Jingchun didn't open his eyes, but continued to lie lazily like this.

In the ear, Mohen and Wei Yi had a detailed conversation.

It came from time to time in the silence.

The voices of both of them were very low.

If Mo Jingchun was sleeping, there was no way he would be woken up.

Mo Jingchun listened half-heartedly.

"...I just said, there must be something wrong with Mr. Lang recently!"

"Be quiet."

"I didn't speak loudly, it's because of your guilty conscience."

"What am I guilty of?"

Mo Jingchun thought lazily, so these two can bicker too?

"Don't you think there's something weird about it? Mr. Lang didn't even go to the palace very much recently, and he was extremely tired every day when he came back, it must be..."

Mo Jingchun frowned, how could the voice suddenly become quieter at an important moment?

"impossible!"

This is Mo Hen's voice, "You are talking nonsense, Mr. Lang and his wife are fine, if there is a real conflict, how could I not see it?"

Oh, that's what I was talking about.

Mo Jingchun slandered in his heart, madam?What kind of lady?Mohen, this is Your Majesty... Okay, very good.Such a determined attitude and courage are indeed rare.

But when did he quarrel with Emperor Zhengshi?

Why doesn't he know?

"Stop yelling at Madam, if the people in this courtyard hear it, they will misunderstand when Langjun has a second room, and this will be troublesome!"

"It's not too much trouble. After all, in Xiuhua's eyes, Mr. Lang is already a layman. After two years, you may think Mr. Lang is a monk."

Mo Jingchun "..."

Is that how they programmed him in private?

Mo Jingchun was silent.

He originally planned to get up, but at this moment, he hugged the hand warmer under the blanket, and didn't know whether to get up or not.

"What are you talking about? Why are you talking about Mr. Lang and his wife in my ears? Isn't this usually my favorite?" Mohen said quite self-aware.

Wei Yi: "I heard from people in the palace that His Majesty has been obsessed with puppets recently, to the point of fascination. Even when he goes out, he has to carry that thing with him. And even in the palace, he has made a puppet. A house for that puppet to live in, tell me, when did His Majesty care so much about these things?"

Mohen was stunned, touched his chin and said, "Do you think, Your Majesty... have moved on?"

Wei Yi slapped Mohen's body expressionlessly, feeling that it was really unreliable to come to him for a discussion.

"Your Majesty, how could it be possible to empathize with someone else? Well, don't you think that His Majesty's actions are particularly weird? How can a fake thing attract His Majesty's care and attention? Oh, I suspect that the thing is weird, which makes His Majesty cold Lord Lang!"

Mo Jingchun, who has been forced to eavesdrop, "..." You are so unreliable!

Mo Jingchun couldn't help but get up, pretending to have just woken up, interrupting the unconstrained conversation between the two.If they are allowed to continue, no one knows what weird sayings will come out.

Seeing Mo Jingchun wake up, the two stopped talking one after another, and immediately moved over.

Everyone asked about their health, but it was different from before.

"Wei Yi, what books have you read recently?" Mo Jingchun got up and asked seemingly casually.

Wei Yi was slightly stunned, leaned over and said, "I read some miscellaneous books about mountain monsters."

This is his preference.

Although Wei Yi could read and write, he couldn't understand those great principles.

Mo Jingchun hesitated to speak, "Both of you, when you have nothing to do, you can read all the books in this study room. It's better to read less books about wild monsters."

It's not that you can't watch it, but seeing how crazy Wei Yi is, it's better not to watch it.

Mo Jingchun carried the blanket into the study.

Mohen originally planned to follow in, but Wei Yi grabbed his sleeve, pondered for a moment, and said softly, "Do you think that your husband was awake just now?"

What is the problem?

If Mr. Lang doesn't wake up, what was it just now?

After thinking about it, Mohen reacted.

Then his face gradually turned pale, "I'm going to die, you've made me lose my image in front of Lang Jun!" If Wei Yi's nonsense is heard by Lang Jun, he really won't have to live!

Wei Yi: "...you only think of this? Do you have an image in front of your husband!"

Mo Jingchun entered the room, put down the blanket, heard Mohen and Wei Yi arguing for some reason from a distance, he shook his head with a smile, stood by the window and looked at the chrysanthemums blooming again outside, hanging down The flower discs covered the green leaves, as if they were very comfortable in the warm winter sun.

Perhaps it was Mo Jingchun who had been too tense these days, and it was rare for him to relax, looking at every flower and grass had a different kind of comfort.

As for the conversation between Mohen and Wei Yi, of course he didn't take it to heart.

He really seldom goes to the palace.

This is also for the sake of all officials in the court.

Even though Emperor Zhengshi forcefully suppressed all the gossip that day, he even uttered wild words, which shocked the officials and did not dare to act recklessly.But Mo Jingchun's frequent entry into the palace would still irritate their poor nerves, and now Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice are dealing with affairs drastically, and according to His Majesty's habit of swift and decisive action, the result is likely to come soon.

Some things are worthy of the Zhengshi Emperor's long line to catch big fish, but for some things, His Majesty does not have so much patience.

Mo Jingchun felt that he and His Majesty should understand, so there was no need to say much.

So these days, he did not enter the palace again.

Of course, there is no need to face the mentality of fighting between heaven and man, always wanting to bring back the little doll.

It's just... what did His Majesty do in the palace that made the rumors so strange!

Even though Wei Yi knew it was because of his own background, Mo Jingchun couldn't help but want to cover his face, what the hell is this... What is obsession, what is love?

Mo Jingchun had lingering fears in her heart, and she didn't want to enter the palace even more.

He paced the room with his hands behind his back, and casually pulled out a book.

Mo Jingchun's injury has almost recovered, and there is no other trouble except that the medicinal diet suggested by the old doctor still has to be taken as usual.Thinking of the medicated diet with a strong medicinal smell, his face turned a little ugly.

He sighed, and was about to sit down on the soft bed when he suddenly felt something poke his lower back.

Mo Jingchun trembled.

Since the rabbit tail, this place has become another sensitive place for him.

Mo Jingchun scooped his back, covered his lower back, and looked at the ceiling helplessly.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what are you doing again...

"Well!"

Mo Jingchun sat up straight suddenly, and then clenched his fingers into fists.

If you look closely, it seems to be trembling forbearance.

In Changle Palace.

Zhengshi Emperor lazily lay on his side on the soft bed.

The reason why the emperor makes people feel depraved and indulging is more or less related to the fact that he often lies on the bed recently.

Often when Emperor Zhengshi flattened out, he would always bring a doll with him.

In this way, it became the tacit fact of Changle Palace.

Your Majesty must be thinking about others after seeing things.

There are some secrets that can be hidden from the former court, but they cannot be hidden from the people who serve around him, especially the Changle Palace, which was screened several times by Liu Hao's deadly hands.

All the servants who returned to Changle Palace kept their mouths shut and only dared to whisper in their hearts.

As for Wei Yi's connection, it is related to the dark guard.

It's just that those three secret guards couldn't make a dull fart with their sticks, and their speech was extremely short, which made Wei Yi half-knowledgeable.

Regardless of the worldly vision, Emperor Zhengshi asked Xiu Niang to make more and more small clothes.

But since he knew that this little thing was closely related to Mo Jingchun, the emperor paid more attention to it and would not let it out of his sight.

Emperor Zhengshi indeed guessed the reason why Mo Jingchun refused to come to the palace.

Of course, the emperor is not happy.

Escaping from the dead, as a rule, shouldn't there be rain after a long drought, or dry firewood?

It's good to give birth to a wife, but she is very calm and calm.

The emperor showed a dark smile.

He looked at the little doll lying softly on the pillow.

If the mountain refuses to come, it will stimulate the mountain to come.

He has experience with this kind of thing.

Pale and cold fingers touched the gap curiously.

The small petals trembled when touched.

His curiosity was short-lived, always producing eccentric and paranoid stirs at inopportune times.

Emperor Zhengshi imagined what Mo Jingchun would look like, would he be shy, annoyed, or gritted his teeth in anger and hatred, wishing to beat him up?

There was an extremely gentle expression on his face, and he looked at the puppet with a smile.

Then, from the clean water basin on the side, pick up a small, smooth stick without any wooden thorns.

Emperor Zhengshi said to himself, "This, shouldn't be hard to eat?"