Mrs. Mo said he would not agree
Chapter 111
The slightly curved crescent hangs high in the sky, and the silvery white light is scattered on the earth, making the red tiles and green walls look dim in the daytime.
The cold wind swept through the chill, making the shadows of the trees rustle and sway.Under the dim moonlight, only a few palaces were shining brightly.
The whole palace, every night, always fell into a strange tranquility.
The harem of Emperor Zhengshi is probably the quietest generation for so many years. Except for the queen mother, concubines, and the eldest prince, many palaces have been quiet. In the next few decades, perhaps there will be no more own master.
In the Yongshou Palace, the bright brilliance circulates, as the empress dowager's place of honor, naturally he will not be stingy with candlelight.
It's just that the palace, which is always clean and tidy, looks a bit messy tonight.
The Empress Dowager stood in front of the window with a cold face, her hands behind her back were hidden in her sleeves, and she couldn't see what she was doing.
However, from the chaos in the palace, it is enough to see the mood of the Queen Mother at the moment.
She knew that Emperor Zhengshi had left the palace again.
Apart from going to see Mo Jingchun, the Queen Mother didn't think about it.
Xiulin and the other female officials stood beside the queen mother, not daring to make any moves.After learning about Emperor Zhengshi's behavior of leaving the palace, the queen mother suddenly became angry for some reason, swept everything on the table and smashed it to the ground.
The furious look on his face made Xiulin wonder for a moment why the mother and son of the Tian family, who were originally fine, suddenly had a conflict?
Xiulin didn't want to test it.
She was able to stay by the queen mother's side for so long because she knew that if the master didn't want her to know something, then she would never pursue it by herself.
That is just pushing yourself into a dangerous situation, unable to survive.
There is nothing wrong with spending it ignorantly.
However, after Xiulin gradually became the Queen Mother's confidant, she still encountered many terrible things.
Especially this royal secret...
The queen mother looked at the crescent moon in the sky and was silent for a long time.
She vaguely felt that what Emperor Zhengshi said in the daytime might cause a storm.
...
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the dawn broke, and the Mo Mansion "lived" early.
A carriage quietly stopped in front of the mansion, and the concierge came out to check, and happened to see Mo Jingchun coming down.
The concierge smiled happily, "So it's Mr. Lang..." Before he finished speaking, he noticed that the people following Mo Jingchun were not familiar servants.
In fact, the concierge was a little puzzled.
They didn't see Mr. Lang go out, did he go through the corner door or the back door?The concierge murmured in his heart, watching Mo Jingchun walking up the steps slowly, while the indifferent attendants behind him just watched the gentleman come back. After he entered the door, those cold-faced people seemed to be finished. For the mission, those who got on their horses got on their horses one after another, and those who got on their cars got on their cars, and disappeared in front of Mo's house in an instant.
That surprisingly quick movement disappeared without a trace...
I don't know, I thought I was dreaming?
The porter muttered twice in his heart, and then closed the door.
Mo Jingchun's walking speed is not fast, he walks slowly, and the servants who meet him on the road will bow and salute, and Mo Jingchun nods his head lightly in response.
After he walked slowly, there was a faint fragrance in the air.
The servant of the sweeper subconsciously sniffed, feeling a little strange.
Sir, did you change the usual spices?
But he didn't think much, and turned around to scrub the stone pillar.
...
"Your Majesty, why did you let Lang Jun leave?"
In Dongfu, Liu Hao stood under the porch, looking up helplessly.
Gongye Qi was lying on the eaves, a long robe dragging on the tiles without any scruples.He covered his eyes with the back of his hand, bathed in the morning light, and the other hand was playing with the little puppet lying on his body through a layer of fabric.
He has tried, as long as they are separated in this way, it will not affect Mo Jingchun.
It seems that only physical contact can make the doll react.
Gongye Qilan said lazily, "Forcing to stay for two days is too much, if it continues, Master will be angry."
Liu Hao was silent, clasped his hands behind his back, always felt that His Majesty's definition was a bit strange.
What gave His Majesty the illusion that Mo Jingchun would not be angry this time?
He vaguely recalled that early in the morning, when he personally sent Mo Jingchun to the carriage, the Tai Tuo's face was ashen, and he left without looking back.
To Mo Jingchun, that was already an expression of unstoppable anger.
Liu Hao considered his tone, and said loudly, "But you didn't mention it before, you want to..."
"Master should not."
The emperor said slowly.
Not happy, or unhappy.
Gong Yeqi's fingers stroked the little puppet's head.
Although it was separated by a layer, he knew that it was indeed the head of the little puppet.
This thing fell into his hands, of course Gong Yeqi checked it inside and out.At first, the little puppet didn't respond to Zhengshi Emperor's actions.It was as if this thing was just a pure half body, no matter how Gong Yeqi tossed about, that feeling would only appear on Mo Jingchun out of thin air.
However, Gongye enlightened him that after touching the doll for a longer period of time, the little doll will gradually, gradually have different reactions.
For example, when you touch your waist, you may feel itchy, and then move it.
Scratch the little nose, there will be unconscious struggle.
When pinching the pointed end, the doll's moon will snap.
These slow and subtle changes are the reason why Gong Yeqi has always enjoyed it.
But he never went too far.
Because teasing this little thing will also reflect on the master, if you can't see it with your own eyes, wouldn't it be a big loss?
Until, last night.
Gong Yeqi looked solemn, slowly moved his arms away, and looked at the clear sky.
The blue sky was cloudless and too clean.
It was a fine day.
However, Gong Yeqi's mind drifted far away, returning to what he did last night.
He has never tried some extreme methods, for fear that it will disturb his master and make him unbearable.But sometimes, Gong Yeqi also misses that Mo Jingchun who was a little silly at the end, he believed what he said, and when he realized that he was deceived, he would cry obediently, not struggling, and not struggling... If he If you just stop there, then Mo Jingchun won't be angry about it.
The fingers caressing the doll became stiff.
The cold temperature is separated by a layer of white cloth, as if trying to penetrate the little doll.
Unfortunately, last night's Gong Yeqi really got out of control.
Jealousy is like hot fireworks, almost swallowing people whole.Gong Ye Qizai has a calm and self-sufficient side. When he was dazzled by nameless and despicable jealousy, the madness of longing and longing swallowed him completely, and turned him into a downright evil beast. He kept plundering, occupying, and even Out of things he might not do in a waking state.
——Gongye Qi really swallowed the little doll.
But finger-sized, soft, like a real person's touch.
Under Mo Jingchun's pitiful and pleading eyes, the crazy emperor showed his scarlet tongue, and after licking every minute and every inch, he swallowed the little doll alive.
At that moment, the broken Mo Jingchun attracted all the eyes of Emperor Zhengshi.
His eyes were full of longing, his crazily suppressed sadism soared wildly, and his deformed and harsh demands completely crushed Mo Jingchun.
The clear and beautiful wife was tossed into tatters, and it was almost impossible to put it together again.
Gong Yeqi's fingers grabbed his own throat and pierced it without any scruples, forcing him to retch repeatedly.
Liu Hao at the bottom was anxious to hear the strange sound, but just now Emperor Zhengshi had asked no one to approach him before he went up. He could only stay below and listen to the weird movement on the eaves.
Gongyeqi didn't eat in the morning, so when he used that method of inducing vomiting, he could only vomit sour and bitter water.
After he couldn't vomit anything, Gongyeqi slowly sat up straight and looked at his right hand with disgust. The indifferent look in his eyes seemed that if there was a knife by his side, he would be able to kill his dirty fingers. cut.
Stuffing the little doll into his arms, the emperor pulled out the white cloth and wiped his right hand impatiently.
The dryness and pain in the throat were still there, and when he thought of the feeling of scratching just now, Gong Yeqi felt that there was something in his stomach that he wanted to vomit.
He knew it was purely an illusion.
strangeness.
It's really strange.
Gongyeqi sighed and shook his head helplessly.
The feeling of lightness and joy floating in mid-air has not disappeared.
He slapped himself lightly, showing a nasty, unstoppable smile, "You are really a lunatic."
...
Mo Jingchun lay in bed for two days, and even had a low-grade fever.
"Scared." Doctor Qin slowly withdrew his hand, frowned and said, "Mo Shangshu, you seem to have suffered from a cold in the first place, and then you were overly frightened, that's why you have such a low-grade fever."
Only Doctor Qin and Mo Jingchun were in this room.
Doctor Qin began to think about how to prescribe Mo Jingchun medicine.
This disease is not difficult to treat, but there is a factor of heart disease, and it is easier to deal with it because Mo Jingchun needs to solve it by himself.
Mo Jingchun leaned against the head of the bed with pale lips, and said with a faint smile, "I really don't know how to answer Doctor Qin's words. After thinking about it, I'm not a cowardly person."
Doctor Qin turned his back to Mo Jingchun, and jokingly said while picking up his pen, "Yes, it would be really weird if Mo Shangshu was timid. Excessive possibility."
Mo Jingchun made an echoing nasal sound, signaling that he was listening.
Doctor Qin talked eloquently, "A few years ago, this old man was invited to the outskirts of the city to see a doctor. He is the most respected person in the countryside. He also likes hunting and has extraordinary martial arts skills. Such a person, no matter what Not as timid as a mouse, cowardly and fearful, right? But when I went back and checked his pulse, I felt something was wrong. After the medicine was prescribed, when the old man asked the medicine boy to go outside to get the medicine, he heard that his mansion The servants above and below are chatting, saying that this mansion has been haunted by ghosts for half a month."
"Haunted?" Mo Jingchun tilted his head.
Doctor Qin put away his pen, looked at the written prescription, and said cheerfully, "Yes, it is said that the haunted house has scared many people. Originally, the master's family is also a bold person with high skills, so he didn't believe it at all. According to these ghosts and gods, when I got up at night, I ran into the ghost in the hut, and it appeared suddenly at the most dangerous time, he was so frightened that he fell down in the hut, and only climbed out the next day."
The typhoid fever combined with being frightened is a reaction in line with this pulse condition.
Doctor Qin raised his voice to call Yaotong, looked at Mo Jingchun and sighed, "Your mind is heavy, so don't think about trivial matters, just take care of your body quickly."
Dr. Qin has been with his family for many years, and to be able to say such a thing, it is more or less treating Mo Jingchun as a nephew.
Mo Jingchun smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You are so right, I will remember."
His bones were going weak, and he didn't want to get up at all, so he had to let Mohen send Doctor Qin back instead of him, and then he pinched his nose and ate a bowl of bitter soup.
When putting down the medicine bowl, Mo Jingchun touched his forehead, the low fever made him a little tired, and the repeated sleep made his mouth dry, and he always wanted to eat something sour and spicy.But Mo Jingchun's self-control is very good, he still forcibly suppressed this unbelievable thought, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Seeing this, the few people serving in the room retreated quietly so as not to disturb Mo Jingchun.
After a long while, Mo Jingchun sighed, and casually pulled the quilt on his knees, feeling the fatigue rising from his bone marrow.
He didn't want to think about what happened in Dongfu before.
But the imminent crisis and the unfinished task urged Mo Jingchun to think about it.
What Emperor Zhengshi did that night really broke through Mo Jingchun's ability to bear, he really did not expect that the emperor would really swallow that half of his body.
And the crazy and twisted feeling that followed immediately after that was that he didn't want to experience the horror for the second time in his life.
He felt like a utensil, or a twisted container, rolling and squeezing.He remembered crying, begging for forgiveness, or inaudible gibberish.
Terrible, absolutely.
Moreover, the food that was eaten recovered again on the second day, and the emperor retched it out of his mouth.
Just like what Emperor Zhengshi said before.
This thing spit out from his mouth.
When he came back early in the morning, Mo Jingchun seemed like a frightened bird, he flew out of the East Mansion in a panic, and threw himself into the return carriage without looking back.
He could feel Gongyeqi's gaze that was still unwilling to move away, as if waiting for him to turn around.
Not to mention turning around, Mo Jingchun didn't want to stay any longer.
Fear and anger collide in one place from time to time, twisting and tearing, as if it symbolizes Mo Jingchun's completely different thoughts.
He is afraid of the madness of Emperor Zhengshi, but he is also angry at everything he has committed.
Mo Jingchun looked at his fingers silently, the traces on the fingertips had faded a bit, but it could not erase the influence left by Emperor Zhengshi.
He rubbed his face.
This is really not something that Emperor Zhengshi would do. In Mo Jingchun's view, if His Majesty hadn't regarded the half body as part of himself, he would not have kept the doll by his side all the time. Since So, then why...
Mo Jingchun's expression was slightly startled, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly froze.
It took a long time to see Mo Jingchun showing a strange expression.
...Emperor Zhengshi, is he jealous of the little puppet?
This shouldn't be!
He thought carefully about Emperor Zhengshi's reaction that day, his movements, and his silent behavior... Mo Jingchun felt that even his fingers were a little stiff, as if he didn't know what to do. response.
And what kind of strange and crazy person...will be jealous of the little doll?
Isn't that part of Mo Jingchun?Is Emperor Zhengshi crazy?
A few strange thoughts flashed through Mo Jingchun's mind quickly, and he didn't feel relaxed or happy.
He should be thankful that neither the people serving him nor Doctor Qin who came just now had any opinion on the white cloth around Mo Jingchun's neck, otherwise Mo Jingchun didn't know how to explain his refusal Reason for taking it off.He rubbed his eyes heavily, and said dully, "How do I submit task fourteen?"
This is asking the ghost.
The presentation of task fourteen is a little different from before.
Previously, Mo Jingchun's missions all needed to be completed. Whether it was success or failure, Mo Jingchun had to give some feedback in reality.Although mission fourteen also has corresponding requirements, "search" is a very delicate word. What kind of search is considered a success?
How to show signs of "found"?
There is no way to present evidence, or to rely on the spirit's active judgment.
Mo Jingchun has tried several times before, as long as he doesn't speak out, but talks to himself in his heart, there is no way for the ghost to know what he is thinking.
But in this way, if Mo Jingchun guessed the answer in his heart, would it be considered completed?
You can write down the reason you have found, and then remind the spirits, and it will be judged whether it is completed or not
Mo Jingchun was silent. After hearing the ghost's weird thoughts, he had more weird thoughts.
The abnormality shown by Emperor Zhengshi may be related to Mission Fourteen.
This does illustrate the directionality of the spirit mission.
They are all related to Emperor Zhengshi.
However, what can be solved if we find out the reason why Emperor Zhengshi is weird?
Why didn't Jingguai directly issue a mission and ask Mo Jingchun to solve the strange reason?
The ghost did not do this, but chose a rough approach. Does it mean that the reason that caused His Majesty to be weird... can't be solved?
From this point of view, Mo Jingchun had several terrifying conjectures.
His fingers accidentally scratched the corner of his lips, and the almost invisible tingling pain brought Mo Jingchun back to his senses, and he subconsciously licked it.But his tongue was more swollen and numb before that, and it was a mistake that made Mo Jingchun gasp.
He rubbed his forehead, turned his attention back, and thought about what Doctor Qin said.
frightened...
He gave a wry smile, no matter who he was, he might collapse.
His face was a little pale, and the bitter taste was hard to swallow.
In the past two years, Mo Jingchun has been a little negligent towards Emperor Zhengshi's madness.
Except for the occasional rage, Emperor Zhengshi has been relatively sober after taking the medicine fusion, and... that almost revealed publicity. Basically, the overly distorted nature of Emperor Zhengshi could not be seen.
It was hidden under the skin of Emperor Zhengshi, although it was about to move, but it was no longer revealed.
Whether it is the affairs of the previous dynasty or the handling of the military, there is no deviation at all, as if he is a wise and mighty, a bit cruel king.
He looked like he was in good control.
As a result, Mo Jingchun also somewhat forgot the time when he had to run around to appease Emperor Zhengshi, and had to calm down the emperor...that really existed.
Mo Jingchun closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
It is no longer revealed, but it does not mean that it does not exist.
Mo Jingchun brushed her hair back with trembling fingers.
...
At the beginning of the new year, at the first court meeting, even though the courtiers tried to cheer themselves up, the several vacations still paralyzed their nerves and made them all show their lazy side.
Some ministers looked left and right, secretly covered their mouths with their sleeves, and then yawned moderately.
Zhang Qianzhao patted him on the shoulder from behind, and said angrily, "You have been drinking for several days, and that's why you look so drunk?"
Standing or not!
Of course it was Yuan Heming.
Yuan Heming was frightened by him and looked around, hissed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how can I drink indiscriminately? It's just that I've been a little lazy these days, so it's really hard to wake up in the morning." Who would live with tense nerves at home during the New Year? At this time, a few relatives would come here from time to time, and then go to the banquet, ancestor worship and other etiquettes during festivals. Although I was a little tired after tossing, I also lost the need to get up early.
When courtiers want to rush to court, they always start to leave before dawn.
The farther you are, the earlier you get up.
Yuan Heming's house is not far away, but it will take a certain amount of time to come here.
He didn't want to drag on the matter of wine anymore, after all, his two good friends absolutely couldn't stand it.But as soon as he thought of this, Yuan Heming subconsciously looked for... Why isn't Mo Jingchun here?
Every time Mo Jingchun came to court, he always came not too early or too late.
But at this time today, it is a bit late.
Just as Zhang Qianzhao was about to speak, when he saw Mo Jingchun walking in from outside the palace gate, he subconsciously turned around and started talking to Mo Jingchun, "...how do you look like you have stayed up for several nights in a row ?” He looked at Mo Jingchun's appearance strangely, and began to wonder if Yuan Heming and Mo Jingchun went out to drink together behind his back in private, otherwise why would they look alike?
Mo Jingchun said helplessly, "I had a low fever a few days ago, and it got better yesterday, so I came late." What he didn't say was that he almost couldn't get up in the morning, so Mohen went in to call him.
Zhang Qianzhao expressed his condolences with concern, while Yuan Heming squeezed over, looked at Mo Jingchun's pale appearance and shook his head, "If you really can't hold on, then you might as well ask for leave, it's just a matter of another day or two." , don't drag yourself down because of such a trivial matter." This complexion is really ugly.
Several ministers around heard Yuan Heming's words, some nodded secretly, and some shook their heads, showing disapproval.
Xu Guanming, who had just walked by the side and wanted to find the right servant of the household department, stopped when he heard this, and said in a strange way, "This is really strange, for the sake of court affairs, for the sake of busy business, it is a rational What should be done, how come some people's mouths change the taste?"
Yuan Heming turned around with a smile on his face, and then became expressionless in an instant, looking at Xu Guanming coldly, "And some people have a mouth, but they can't speak." He just looked at Xu Guanming normally, but Xu Guanming Inexplicably, he had the illusion of looking down from a high place, and the cold pressure made him tremble all over, as if he was being targeted by some terrible monster.
He didn't dare to meet Yuan Heming's eyes anymore, he quickened his pace and moved away from them all at once.
The frantic footsteps sounded weak.
Mo Jingchun shook his head and said, "Why are you talking to him? He just has a bad mouth."
Yuan Heming glanced at Mo Jingchun unhurriedly, imitating Zhang Qianzhao's tone, and said angrily, "I just want to ask you, where are the usual sharp teeth and sharp mouth? Isn't it very capable when you satirize me?" ? Why are you so tolerant towards Xu Guanming?"
Mo Jingchun said indifferently, "Why should I get angry because of a buzzing mosquito?"
Yuan Heming was stunned for a moment when he heard Mo Jingchun's words, and then burst out laughing, in the end he didn't get angry anymore.
Not long after, the court meeting opened, and the ministers returned to their positions, no longer in such a mess as before.
Although it is a big dynasty, because it is the first wave of the year, it is actually not a big deal.
Only the military newspaper sent by Babaili hastily mentioned the situation on the front line.
When the rebels tried to retreat, they encountered an ambush by the imperial soldiers and horses, and suffered heavy losses. Now they are retreating to the towns they plundered before, but they are surrounded by imperial soldiers and horses.
This is a reversal of circumstances.
Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief.
When he received a letter from Mo Guangsheng before, he mentioned in the letter that the rebels surrounded them. Although Mo Jingchun could see Mo Guangsheng's confidence, the siege for a long time was not a good thing.
Mo Jingchun was also a little worried.
After all, in the siege battle, although the defending side had the upper hand, as time went on, they were always besieged in the city, and there would be all kinds of troubles.
Just how to maintain the operation of the entire city, and the food and weapons that can support the entire city...
These are issues that need to be considered.
If you are trapped for a long time, you can even trap a city to death.
However, why did the rebels suddenly choose to retreat?
These were not mentioned in the military newspaper.
Although it is the beginning of spring, it is ice and snow, and the warm season has not yet ushered in.Maybe it was because it was too cold, so the rebels chose to retreat... No, this is unlikely, the king of Mingchun is ambitious, such a reason is not enough for them to withdraw... Then what else can shake Mingchun Wang's opinion?
Mo Jingchun knew very well that Emperor Zhengshi was also intentionally provoking a war, on the one hand to attack the family, and on the other hand, to dig out all the rotten insects hidden in the bottom.
But a person like King Mingchun can also be regarded as a hero.
After all, someone who was able to lay down a solid foundation under Mo Guangsheng's leadership, or who had gnawed down a few hard bones, was not weak in any way.
From this point of view, no matter what the battle was at the beginning, at this anxious moment, it may still be fought for a while.
Mo Jingchun was thoughtful, if...
If his guess is right.
Mo Jingchun listened carefully to what the other courtiers said, but kept silent.
Nod occasionally, or shake your head.
He didn't express too many opinions and seemed very quiet.
When it was time to go down to court, Mo Jingchun's footsteps were hurried and extremely agile.
He walked so fast that he disappeared in no time.
Emperor Zhengshi watched Mo Jingchun's back go away coldly, the fingers hanging in the cuffs couldn't help convulsing, under the violent breathing, his chest heaved several times, as if he was pressing something hard.
The unspeakable gloom and darkness condensed in Emperor Zhengshi's eyes, and finally condensed into a terrifying gloomy color.
After all, he didn't stop anyone.
otherwise……
Emperor Zhengshi looked at his trembling hands, and the heavy joy still weighed on his heart.
Once again, the out-of-control madness, the master couldn't bear it.
...
Mo Jingchun hurried into the carriage and heaved a sigh of relief.He tugged at the front of his clothes unconsciously, watching the ink marks poking into his head,
Said, "Master, the person who was staring at before has disappeared."
Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, "Missing?"
"Yes, I didn't see him again, and his sister disappeared."
Mo Jingchun said slowly, "Do you think that boy is missing, and sister is hiding because she sensed danger?"
He sensed the difference between the two.
Mohen nodded.
Mo Jingchun was silent for a while, "Proceed with caution, if there is danger, retreat."
Mohen grinned, "Yes!"
...
The dilapidated house exuded an eerie atmosphere, and the half-drawn moon came in through the window, vaguely illuminating the various collapsed ornaments in this room.Under the cloth that was clean on the inside, half curled up was a petite child who looked less than eight or nine years old.
He was opening his eyes, cautiously like a cat.
There was a bed of cotton batting on him, and people outside couldn't see the child.
You will only see a frail young man crouching on the cotton wool to protect him.
He was half-kneeling facing the wall, his back was ripped apart.
He had just been whipped, and the blood that rolled down almost dripped onto the face of the child below.
The person who was captured would grunt from time to time, and was terrified to death, but still reluctantly lay down on it, as if trying to protect the child below.
When he was caught, he thought he was dead.
I was afraid that my sister would also be in danger.
However, compared to his sister who hadn't had an accident, he himself was more dangerous now, and he almost passed out from the pain.
If Mo Jingchun was here, he might recognize that this person is the little thief they sent to Jingzhao Mansion before.
But now that his nose is blue and his eyes are swollen, it is impossible to recognize him.
The large welt marks on his back tore off a lot of flesh. The severe pain made his skin tense, and he couldn't help shaking.
The cursing voices in the ear can hardly be heard clearly.
"Where did you hide your things?!" The person who beat him kept asking, but unfortunately the young man could barely hear his words, and occasionally he couldn't help trembling a few times under the whip, "Say it I remember, you still have a flowery sister outside, ha, you are waiting for her to rescue you, right?"
He squinted his eyes slightly, purposely provoking the young man with harsh and obscene words.
The boy's sanity, which was about to pass out, was suddenly pulled back, he raised his head with difficulty, and finally had a reaction.The man with the whip thought he wanted to confess, so he leaned closer, and ended up spitting on his face.
The boy spat at him, "You'll never find her!"
They are used to the three caves of the cunning rabbit, there is more than one place where people can hide.
Throughout the capital, they have already found several places to stay, and if there is a problem with one place, they will immediately change places.
These years, they have been living like this.
It's just that the young man couldn't figure out where he was exposed.
Of course, they didn't expect that these people dared to be so presumptuous, and they were able to rob people at the foot of the capital.
The young man thought dazedly that even at the feet of the emperor, there would be extremely dark and terrifying things.
What's more, they are small people who have been inconspicuous from the beginning.
"Yellow-mouthed kid!"
The man was obviously angry, and with a twitch of his wrist, he was whipped heavily.It's just that the head was a little bit off, and it was pulled under his shoulder and elbow all of a sudden, and the rest of the force was pulled across the shoulder to the broken quilt, making a loud echo.
"There's someone down there."
The boy's mind cleared from the pain.
Yes, he hid the child underneath.
It was discovered earlier that he was kidnapped. Besides him, there was another child in the house. Looking at the brocade clothes and jade robes, he was extremely young.At that time, there were footsteps outside, and before he had time to think about it, he struggled to cover him with the broken quilt.
Is this child implicated by him?
In fact, he couldn't tell the difference, but the severe pain made him unable to hold on any longer, and he passed out completely.
The person who whipped and questioned realized that the young man had passed out, walked up and down, frowned and turned him over, and found that his breathing was weak, as if he was dead, and cursed a few times in his mouth impatiently, Then he turned and walked out the door.
Vaguely, I heard him say rudely, "I haven't asked yet, that kid's mouth is very hard, if he keeps beating, I'm afraid he will die. Go get some medicine..."
His voice became farther and farther away, and after a while, he walked back slowly.
He knelt down to apply the medicine to the young man, the rude action provoked the young man to groan a few times, and he almost woke up, but in the end his consciousness was still hazy, without any reaction.
The person who applied the medicine was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to touch the man's breath, with a strange expression on his face.
This breath is getting weaker and weaker!
Immediately, he didn't dare to mess around anymore. After taking the medicine in a hurry, he went out to find someone.
This kid is the only clue, we can't let him die!
After there was no more sound from outside, I saw a child crawling out from under the comatose young man.
This is not a child of eight or nine years old. The boy hurriedly said, but he admitted his mistake.
This rough-looking, six or seven-year-old at most, looks pink and jade-carved, a little mellow and cute.
He looked at the comatose teenager thoughtfully.
If the young man hadn't protected him just now, the child might have been discovered by the whipper, but...
The child's face was wrinkled. Why did he feel that the person who spoke just now was somewhat familiar?
He stood up slowly, then patted the dust on his knees, and looked back around.
He wasn't scared at all, as if he was just joking around.
It is impossible for ordinary children to be so calm when they are six or seven years old.
The child rubbed his chin, took out the fire pocket from his arms, and was about to make gestures when a person suddenly jumped down from the roof and met the child's eyes, and was startled.
The next moment, the fire folder lit up.
The two looked at each other, each froze.
After a long while, Mohen's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Prince, why are you here?"
In the words, there are endless fears!
How could Mohen imagine that, in the middle of the night, when he came to rescue someone, he unexpectedly bumped into the eldest prince who was supposed to be in the palace!
Is he crazy?
Still hallucinating?
The cold wind swept through the chill, making the shadows of the trees rustle and sway.Under the dim moonlight, only a few palaces were shining brightly.
The whole palace, every night, always fell into a strange tranquility.
The harem of Emperor Zhengshi is probably the quietest generation for so many years. Except for the queen mother, concubines, and the eldest prince, many palaces have been quiet. In the next few decades, perhaps there will be no more own master.
In the Yongshou Palace, the bright brilliance circulates, as the empress dowager's place of honor, naturally he will not be stingy with candlelight.
It's just that the palace, which is always clean and tidy, looks a bit messy tonight.
The Empress Dowager stood in front of the window with a cold face, her hands behind her back were hidden in her sleeves, and she couldn't see what she was doing.
However, from the chaos in the palace, it is enough to see the mood of the Queen Mother at the moment.
She knew that Emperor Zhengshi had left the palace again.
Apart from going to see Mo Jingchun, the Queen Mother didn't think about it.
Xiulin and the other female officials stood beside the queen mother, not daring to make any moves.After learning about Emperor Zhengshi's behavior of leaving the palace, the queen mother suddenly became angry for some reason, swept everything on the table and smashed it to the ground.
The furious look on his face made Xiulin wonder for a moment why the mother and son of the Tian family, who were originally fine, suddenly had a conflict?
Xiulin didn't want to test it.
She was able to stay by the queen mother's side for so long because she knew that if the master didn't want her to know something, then she would never pursue it by herself.
That is just pushing yourself into a dangerous situation, unable to survive.
There is nothing wrong with spending it ignorantly.
However, after Xiulin gradually became the Queen Mother's confidant, she still encountered many terrible things.
Especially this royal secret...
The queen mother looked at the crescent moon in the sky and was silent for a long time.
She vaguely felt that what Emperor Zhengshi said in the daytime might cause a storm.
...
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the dawn broke, and the Mo Mansion "lived" early.
A carriage quietly stopped in front of the mansion, and the concierge came out to check, and happened to see Mo Jingchun coming down.
The concierge smiled happily, "So it's Mr. Lang..." Before he finished speaking, he noticed that the people following Mo Jingchun were not familiar servants.
In fact, the concierge was a little puzzled.
They didn't see Mr. Lang go out, did he go through the corner door or the back door?The concierge murmured in his heart, watching Mo Jingchun walking up the steps slowly, while the indifferent attendants behind him just watched the gentleman come back. After he entered the door, those cold-faced people seemed to be finished. For the mission, those who got on their horses got on their horses one after another, and those who got on their cars got on their cars, and disappeared in front of Mo's house in an instant.
That surprisingly quick movement disappeared without a trace...
I don't know, I thought I was dreaming?
The porter muttered twice in his heart, and then closed the door.
Mo Jingchun's walking speed is not fast, he walks slowly, and the servants who meet him on the road will bow and salute, and Mo Jingchun nods his head lightly in response.
After he walked slowly, there was a faint fragrance in the air.
The servant of the sweeper subconsciously sniffed, feeling a little strange.
Sir, did you change the usual spices?
But he didn't think much, and turned around to scrub the stone pillar.
...
"Your Majesty, why did you let Lang Jun leave?"
In Dongfu, Liu Hao stood under the porch, looking up helplessly.
Gongye Qi was lying on the eaves, a long robe dragging on the tiles without any scruples.He covered his eyes with the back of his hand, bathed in the morning light, and the other hand was playing with the little puppet lying on his body through a layer of fabric.
He has tried, as long as they are separated in this way, it will not affect Mo Jingchun.
It seems that only physical contact can make the doll react.
Gongye Qilan said lazily, "Forcing to stay for two days is too much, if it continues, Master will be angry."
Liu Hao was silent, clasped his hands behind his back, always felt that His Majesty's definition was a bit strange.
What gave His Majesty the illusion that Mo Jingchun would not be angry this time?
He vaguely recalled that early in the morning, when he personally sent Mo Jingchun to the carriage, the Tai Tuo's face was ashen, and he left without looking back.
To Mo Jingchun, that was already an expression of unstoppable anger.
Liu Hao considered his tone, and said loudly, "But you didn't mention it before, you want to..."
"Master should not."
The emperor said slowly.
Not happy, or unhappy.
Gong Yeqi's fingers stroked the little puppet's head.
Although it was separated by a layer, he knew that it was indeed the head of the little puppet.
This thing fell into his hands, of course Gong Yeqi checked it inside and out.At first, the little puppet didn't respond to Zhengshi Emperor's actions.It was as if this thing was just a pure half body, no matter how Gong Yeqi tossed about, that feeling would only appear on Mo Jingchun out of thin air.
However, Gongye enlightened him that after touching the doll for a longer period of time, the little doll will gradually, gradually have different reactions.
For example, when you touch your waist, you may feel itchy, and then move it.
Scratch the little nose, there will be unconscious struggle.
When pinching the pointed end, the doll's moon will snap.
These slow and subtle changes are the reason why Gong Yeqi has always enjoyed it.
But he never went too far.
Because teasing this little thing will also reflect on the master, if you can't see it with your own eyes, wouldn't it be a big loss?
Until, last night.
Gong Yeqi looked solemn, slowly moved his arms away, and looked at the clear sky.
The blue sky was cloudless and too clean.
It was a fine day.
However, Gong Yeqi's mind drifted far away, returning to what he did last night.
He has never tried some extreme methods, for fear that it will disturb his master and make him unbearable.But sometimes, Gong Yeqi also misses that Mo Jingchun who was a little silly at the end, he believed what he said, and when he realized that he was deceived, he would cry obediently, not struggling, and not struggling... If he If you just stop there, then Mo Jingchun won't be angry about it.
The fingers caressing the doll became stiff.
The cold temperature is separated by a layer of white cloth, as if trying to penetrate the little doll.
Unfortunately, last night's Gong Yeqi really got out of control.
Jealousy is like hot fireworks, almost swallowing people whole.Gong Ye Qizai has a calm and self-sufficient side. When he was dazzled by nameless and despicable jealousy, the madness of longing and longing swallowed him completely, and turned him into a downright evil beast. He kept plundering, occupying, and even Out of things he might not do in a waking state.
——Gongye Qi really swallowed the little doll.
But finger-sized, soft, like a real person's touch.
Under Mo Jingchun's pitiful and pleading eyes, the crazy emperor showed his scarlet tongue, and after licking every minute and every inch, he swallowed the little doll alive.
At that moment, the broken Mo Jingchun attracted all the eyes of Emperor Zhengshi.
His eyes were full of longing, his crazily suppressed sadism soared wildly, and his deformed and harsh demands completely crushed Mo Jingchun.
The clear and beautiful wife was tossed into tatters, and it was almost impossible to put it together again.
Gong Yeqi's fingers grabbed his own throat and pierced it without any scruples, forcing him to retch repeatedly.
Liu Hao at the bottom was anxious to hear the strange sound, but just now Emperor Zhengshi had asked no one to approach him before he went up. He could only stay below and listen to the weird movement on the eaves.
Gongyeqi didn't eat in the morning, so when he used that method of inducing vomiting, he could only vomit sour and bitter water.
After he couldn't vomit anything, Gongyeqi slowly sat up straight and looked at his right hand with disgust. The indifferent look in his eyes seemed that if there was a knife by his side, he would be able to kill his dirty fingers. cut.
Stuffing the little doll into his arms, the emperor pulled out the white cloth and wiped his right hand impatiently.
The dryness and pain in the throat were still there, and when he thought of the feeling of scratching just now, Gong Yeqi felt that there was something in his stomach that he wanted to vomit.
He knew it was purely an illusion.
strangeness.
It's really strange.
Gongyeqi sighed and shook his head helplessly.
The feeling of lightness and joy floating in mid-air has not disappeared.
He slapped himself lightly, showing a nasty, unstoppable smile, "You are really a lunatic."
...
Mo Jingchun lay in bed for two days, and even had a low-grade fever.
"Scared." Doctor Qin slowly withdrew his hand, frowned and said, "Mo Shangshu, you seem to have suffered from a cold in the first place, and then you were overly frightened, that's why you have such a low-grade fever."
Only Doctor Qin and Mo Jingchun were in this room.
Doctor Qin began to think about how to prescribe Mo Jingchun medicine.
This disease is not difficult to treat, but there is a factor of heart disease, and it is easier to deal with it because Mo Jingchun needs to solve it by himself.
Mo Jingchun leaned against the head of the bed with pale lips, and said with a faint smile, "I really don't know how to answer Doctor Qin's words. After thinking about it, I'm not a cowardly person."
Doctor Qin turned his back to Mo Jingchun, and jokingly said while picking up his pen, "Yes, it would be really weird if Mo Shangshu was timid. Excessive possibility."
Mo Jingchun made an echoing nasal sound, signaling that he was listening.
Doctor Qin talked eloquently, "A few years ago, this old man was invited to the outskirts of the city to see a doctor. He is the most respected person in the countryside. He also likes hunting and has extraordinary martial arts skills. Such a person, no matter what Not as timid as a mouse, cowardly and fearful, right? But when I went back and checked his pulse, I felt something was wrong. After the medicine was prescribed, when the old man asked the medicine boy to go outside to get the medicine, he heard that his mansion The servants above and below are chatting, saying that this mansion has been haunted by ghosts for half a month."
"Haunted?" Mo Jingchun tilted his head.
Doctor Qin put away his pen, looked at the written prescription, and said cheerfully, "Yes, it is said that the haunted house has scared many people. Originally, the master's family is also a bold person with high skills, so he didn't believe it at all. According to these ghosts and gods, when I got up at night, I ran into the ghost in the hut, and it appeared suddenly at the most dangerous time, he was so frightened that he fell down in the hut, and only climbed out the next day."
The typhoid fever combined with being frightened is a reaction in line with this pulse condition.
Doctor Qin raised his voice to call Yaotong, looked at Mo Jingchun and sighed, "Your mind is heavy, so don't think about trivial matters, just take care of your body quickly."
Dr. Qin has been with his family for many years, and to be able to say such a thing, it is more or less treating Mo Jingchun as a nephew.
Mo Jingchun smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You are so right, I will remember."
His bones were going weak, and he didn't want to get up at all, so he had to let Mohen send Doctor Qin back instead of him, and then he pinched his nose and ate a bowl of bitter soup.
When putting down the medicine bowl, Mo Jingchun touched his forehead, the low fever made him a little tired, and the repeated sleep made his mouth dry, and he always wanted to eat something sour and spicy.But Mo Jingchun's self-control is very good, he still forcibly suppressed this unbelievable thought, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Seeing this, the few people serving in the room retreated quietly so as not to disturb Mo Jingchun.
After a long while, Mo Jingchun sighed, and casually pulled the quilt on his knees, feeling the fatigue rising from his bone marrow.
He didn't want to think about what happened in Dongfu before.
But the imminent crisis and the unfinished task urged Mo Jingchun to think about it.
What Emperor Zhengshi did that night really broke through Mo Jingchun's ability to bear, he really did not expect that the emperor would really swallow that half of his body.
And the crazy and twisted feeling that followed immediately after that was that he didn't want to experience the horror for the second time in his life.
He felt like a utensil, or a twisted container, rolling and squeezing.He remembered crying, begging for forgiveness, or inaudible gibberish.
Terrible, absolutely.
Moreover, the food that was eaten recovered again on the second day, and the emperor retched it out of his mouth.
Just like what Emperor Zhengshi said before.
This thing spit out from his mouth.
When he came back early in the morning, Mo Jingchun seemed like a frightened bird, he flew out of the East Mansion in a panic, and threw himself into the return carriage without looking back.
He could feel Gongyeqi's gaze that was still unwilling to move away, as if waiting for him to turn around.
Not to mention turning around, Mo Jingchun didn't want to stay any longer.
Fear and anger collide in one place from time to time, twisting and tearing, as if it symbolizes Mo Jingchun's completely different thoughts.
He is afraid of the madness of Emperor Zhengshi, but he is also angry at everything he has committed.
Mo Jingchun looked at his fingers silently, the traces on the fingertips had faded a bit, but it could not erase the influence left by Emperor Zhengshi.
He rubbed his face.
This is really not something that Emperor Zhengshi would do. In Mo Jingchun's view, if His Majesty hadn't regarded the half body as part of himself, he would not have kept the doll by his side all the time. Since So, then why...
Mo Jingchun's expression was slightly startled, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly froze.
It took a long time to see Mo Jingchun showing a strange expression.
...Emperor Zhengshi, is he jealous of the little puppet?
This shouldn't be!
He thought carefully about Emperor Zhengshi's reaction that day, his movements, and his silent behavior... Mo Jingchun felt that even his fingers were a little stiff, as if he didn't know what to do. response.
And what kind of strange and crazy person...will be jealous of the little doll?
Isn't that part of Mo Jingchun?Is Emperor Zhengshi crazy?
A few strange thoughts flashed through Mo Jingchun's mind quickly, and he didn't feel relaxed or happy.
He should be thankful that neither the people serving him nor Doctor Qin who came just now had any opinion on the white cloth around Mo Jingchun's neck, otherwise Mo Jingchun didn't know how to explain his refusal Reason for taking it off.He rubbed his eyes heavily, and said dully, "How do I submit task fourteen?"
This is asking the ghost.
The presentation of task fourteen is a little different from before.
Previously, Mo Jingchun's missions all needed to be completed. Whether it was success or failure, Mo Jingchun had to give some feedback in reality.Although mission fourteen also has corresponding requirements, "search" is a very delicate word. What kind of search is considered a success?
How to show signs of "found"?
There is no way to present evidence, or to rely on the spirit's active judgment.
Mo Jingchun has tried several times before, as long as he doesn't speak out, but talks to himself in his heart, there is no way for the ghost to know what he is thinking.
But in this way, if Mo Jingchun guessed the answer in his heart, would it be considered completed?
You can write down the reason you have found, and then remind the spirits, and it will be judged whether it is completed or not
Mo Jingchun was silent. After hearing the ghost's weird thoughts, he had more weird thoughts.
The abnormality shown by Emperor Zhengshi may be related to Mission Fourteen.
This does illustrate the directionality of the spirit mission.
They are all related to Emperor Zhengshi.
However, what can be solved if we find out the reason why Emperor Zhengshi is weird?
Why didn't Jingguai directly issue a mission and ask Mo Jingchun to solve the strange reason?
The ghost did not do this, but chose a rough approach. Does it mean that the reason that caused His Majesty to be weird... can't be solved?
From this point of view, Mo Jingchun had several terrifying conjectures.
His fingers accidentally scratched the corner of his lips, and the almost invisible tingling pain brought Mo Jingchun back to his senses, and he subconsciously licked it.But his tongue was more swollen and numb before that, and it was a mistake that made Mo Jingchun gasp.
He rubbed his forehead, turned his attention back, and thought about what Doctor Qin said.
frightened...
He gave a wry smile, no matter who he was, he might collapse.
His face was a little pale, and the bitter taste was hard to swallow.
In the past two years, Mo Jingchun has been a little negligent towards Emperor Zhengshi's madness.
Except for the occasional rage, Emperor Zhengshi has been relatively sober after taking the medicine fusion, and... that almost revealed publicity. Basically, the overly distorted nature of Emperor Zhengshi could not be seen.
It was hidden under the skin of Emperor Zhengshi, although it was about to move, but it was no longer revealed.
Whether it is the affairs of the previous dynasty or the handling of the military, there is no deviation at all, as if he is a wise and mighty, a bit cruel king.
He looked like he was in good control.
As a result, Mo Jingchun also somewhat forgot the time when he had to run around to appease Emperor Zhengshi, and had to calm down the emperor...that really existed.
Mo Jingchun closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
It is no longer revealed, but it does not mean that it does not exist.
Mo Jingchun brushed her hair back with trembling fingers.
...
At the beginning of the new year, at the first court meeting, even though the courtiers tried to cheer themselves up, the several vacations still paralyzed their nerves and made them all show their lazy side.
Some ministers looked left and right, secretly covered their mouths with their sleeves, and then yawned moderately.
Zhang Qianzhao patted him on the shoulder from behind, and said angrily, "You have been drinking for several days, and that's why you look so drunk?"
Standing or not!
Of course it was Yuan Heming.
Yuan Heming was frightened by him and looked around, hissed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how can I drink indiscriminately? It's just that I've been a little lazy these days, so it's really hard to wake up in the morning." Who would live with tense nerves at home during the New Year? At this time, a few relatives would come here from time to time, and then go to the banquet, ancestor worship and other etiquettes during festivals. Although I was a little tired after tossing, I also lost the need to get up early.
When courtiers want to rush to court, they always start to leave before dawn.
The farther you are, the earlier you get up.
Yuan Heming's house is not far away, but it will take a certain amount of time to come here.
He didn't want to drag on the matter of wine anymore, after all, his two good friends absolutely couldn't stand it.But as soon as he thought of this, Yuan Heming subconsciously looked for... Why isn't Mo Jingchun here?
Every time Mo Jingchun came to court, he always came not too early or too late.
But at this time today, it is a bit late.
Just as Zhang Qianzhao was about to speak, when he saw Mo Jingchun walking in from outside the palace gate, he subconsciously turned around and started talking to Mo Jingchun, "...how do you look like you have stayed up for several nights in a row ?” He looked at Mo Jingchun's appearance strangely, and began to wonder if Yuan Heming and Mo Jingchun went out to drink together behind his back in private, otherwise why would they look alike?
Mo Jingchun said helplessly, "I had a low fever a few days ago, and it got better yesterday, so I came late." What he didn't say was that he almost couldn't get up in the morning, so Mohen went in to call him.
Zhang Qianzhao expressed his condolences with concern, while Yuan Heming squeezed over, looked at Mo Jingchun's pale appearance and shook his head, "If you really can't hold on, then you might as well ask for leave, it's just a matter of another day or two." , don't drag yourself down because of such a trivial matter." This complexion is really ugly.
Several ministers around heard Yuan Heming's words, some nodded secretly, and some shook their heads, showing disapproval.
Xu Guanming, who had just walked by the side and wanted to find the right servant of the household department, stopped when he heard this, and said in a strange way, "This is really strange, for the sake of court affairs, for the sake of busy business, it is a rational What should be done, how come some people's mouths change the taste?"
Yuan Heming turned around with a smile on his face, and then became expressionless in an instant, looking at Xu Guanming coldly, "And some people have a mouth, but they can't speak." He just looked at Xu Guanming normally, but Xu Guanming Inexplicably, he had the illusion of looking down from a high place, and the cold pressure made him tremble all over, as if he was being targeted by some terrible monster.
He didn't dare to meet Yuan Heming's eyes anymore, he quickened his pace and moved away from them all at once.
The frantic footsteps sounded weak.
Mo Jingchun shook his head and said, "Why are you talking to him? He just has a bad mouth."
Yuan Heming glanced at Mo Jingchun unhurriedly, imitating Zhang Qianzhao's tone, and said angrily, "I just want to ask you, where are the usual sharp teeth and sharp mouth? Isn't it very capable when you satirize me?" ? Why are you so tolerant towards Xu Guanming?"
Mo Jingchun said indifferently, "Why should I get angry because of a buzzing mosquito?"
Yuan Heming was stunned for a moment when he heard Mo Jingchun's words, and then burst out laughing, in the end he didn't get angry anymore.
Not long after, the court meeting opened, and the ministers returned to their positions, no longer in such a mess as before.
Although it is a big dynasty, because it is the first wave of the year, it is actually not a big deal.
Only the military newspaper sent by Babaili hastily mentioned the situation on the front line.
When the rebels tried to retreat, they encountered an ambush by the imperial soldiers and horses, and suffered heavy losses. Now they are retreating to the towns they plundered before, but they are surrounded by imperial soldiers and horses.
This is a reversal of circumstances.
Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief.
When he received a letter from Mo Guangsheng before, he mentioned in the letter that the rebels surrounded them. Although Mo Jingchun could see Mo Guangsheng's confidence, the siege for a long time was not a good thing.
Mo Jingchun was also a little worried.
After all, in the siege battle, although the defending side had the upper hand, as time went on, they were always besieged in the city, and there would be all kinds of troubles.
Just how to maintain the operation of the entire city, and the food and weapons that can support the entire city...
These are issues that need to be considered.
If you are trapped for a long time, you can even trap a city to death.
However, why did the rebels suddenly choose to retreat?
These were not mentioned in the military newspaper.
Although it is the beginning of spring, it is ice and snow, and the warm season has not yet ushered in.Maybe it was because it was too cold, so the rebels chose to retreat... No, this is unlikely, the king of Mingchun is ambitious, such a reason is not enough for them to withdraw... Then what else can shake Mingchun Wang's opinion?
Mo Jingchun knew very well that Emperor Zhengshi was also intentionally provoking a war, on the one hand to attack the family, and on the other hand, to dig out all the rotten insects hidden in the bottom.
But a person like King Mingchun can also be regarded as a hero.
After all, someone who was able to lay down a solid foundation under Mo Guangsheng's leadership, or who had gnawed down a few hard bones, was not weak in any way.
From this point of view, no matter what the battle was at the beginning, at this anxious moment, it may still be fought for a while.
Mo Jingchun was thoughtful, if...
If his guess is right.
Mo Jingchun listened carefully to what the other courtiers said, but kept silent.
Nod occasionally, or shake your head.
He didn't express too many opinions and seemed very quiet.
When it was time to go down to court, Mo Jingchun's footsteps were hurried and extremely agile.
He walked so fast that he disappeared in no time.
Emperor Zhengshi watched Mo Jingchun's back go away coldly, the fingers hanging in the cuffs couldn't help convulsing, under the violent breathing, his chest heaved several times, as if he was pressing something hard.
The unspeakable gloom and darkness condensed in Emperor Zhengshi's eyes, and finally condensed into a terrifying gloomy color.
After all, he didn't stop anyone.
otherwise……
Emperor Zhengshi looked at his trembling hands, and the heavy joy still weighed on his heart.
Once again, the out-of-control madness, the master couldn't bear it.
...
Mo Jingchun hurried into the carriage and heaved a sigh of relief.He tugged at the front of his clothes unconsciously, watching the ink marks poking into his head,
Said, "Master, the person who was staring at before has disappeared."
Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, "Missing?"
"Yes, I didn't see him again, and his sister disappeared."
Mo Jingchun said slowly, "Do you think that boy is missing, and sister is hiding because she sensed danger?"
He sensed the difference between the two.
Mohen nodded.
Mo Jingchun was silent for a while, "Proceed with caution, if there is danger, retreat."
Mohen grinned, "Yes!"
...
The dilapidated house exuded an eerie atmosphere, and the half-drawn moon came in through the window, vaguely illuminating the various collapsed ornaments in this room.Under the cloth that was clean on the inside, half curled up was a petite child who looked less than eight or nine years old.
He was opening his eyes, cautiously like a cat.
There was a bed of cotton batting on him, and people outside couldn't see the child.
You will only see a frail young man crouching on the cotton wool to protect him.
He was half-kneeling facing the wall, his back was ripped apart.
He had just been whipped, and the blood that rolled down almost dripped onto the face of the child below.
The person who was captured would grunt from time to time, and was terrified to death, but still reluctantly lay down on it, as if trying to protect the child below.
When he was caught, he thought he was dead.
I was afraid that my sister would also be in danger.
However, compared to his sister who hadn't had an accident, he himself was more dangerous now, and he almost passed out from the pain.
If Mo Jingchun was here, he might recognize that this person is the little thief they sent to Jingzhao Mansion before.
But now that his nose is blue and his eyes are swollen, it is impossible to recognize him.
The large welt marks on his back tore off a lot of flesh. The severe pain made his skin tense, and he couldn't help shaking.
The cursing voices in the ear can hardly be heard clearly.
"Where did you hide your things?!" The person who beat him kept asking, but unfortunately the young man could barely hear his words, and occasionally he couldn't help trembling a few times under the whip, "Say it I remember, you still have a flowery sister outside, ha, you are waiting for her to rescue you, right?"
He squinted his eyes slightly, purposely provoking the young man with harsh and obscene words.
The boy's sanity, which was about to pass out, was suddenly pulled back, he raised his head with difficulty, and finally had a reaction.The man with the whip thought he wanted to confess, so he leaned closer, and ended up spitting on his face.
The boy spat at him, "You'll never find her!"
They are used to the three caves of the cunning rabbit, there is more than one place where people can hide.
Throughout the capital, they have already found several places to stay, and if there is a problem with one place, they will immediately change places.
These years, they have been living like this.
It's just that the young man couldn't figure out where he was exposed.
Of course, they didn't expect that these people dared to be so presumptuous, and they were able to rob people at the foot of the capital.
The young man thought dazedly that even at the feet of the emperor, there would be extremely dark and terrifying things.
What's more, they are small people who have been inconspicuous from the beginning.
"Yellow-mouthed kid!"
The man was obviously angry, and with a twitch of his wrist, he was whipped heavily.It's just that the head was a little bit off, and it was pulled under his shoulder and elbow all of a sudden, and the rest of the force was pulled across the shoulder to the broken quilt, making a loud echo.
"There's someone down there."
The boy's mind cleared from the pain.
Yes, he hid the child underneath.
It was discovered earlier that he was kidnapped. Besides him, there was another child in the house. Looking at the brocade clothes and jade robes, he was extremely young.At that time, there were footsteps outside, and before he had time to think about it, he struggled to cover him with the broken quilt.
Is this child implicated by him?
In fact, he couldn't tell the difference, but the severe pain made him unable to hold on any longer, and he passed out completely.
The person who whipped and questioned realized that the young man had passed out, walked up and down, frowned and turned him over, and found that his breathing was weak, as if he was dead, and cursed a few times in his mouth impatiently, Then he turned and walked out the door.
Vaguely, I heard him say rudely, "I haven't asked yet, that kid's mouth is very hard, if he keeps beating, I'm afraid he will die. Go get some medicine..."
His voice became farther and farther away, and after a while, he walked back slowly.
He knelt down to apply the medicine to the young man, the rude action provoked the young man to groan a few times, and he almost woke up, but in the end his consciousness was still hazy, without any reaction.
The person who applied the medicine was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to touch the man's breath, with a strange expression on his face.
This breath is getting weaker and weaker!
Immediately, he didn't dare to mess around anymore. After taking the medicine in a hurry, he went out to find someone.
This kid is the only clue, we can't let him die!
After there was no more sound from outside, I saw a child crawling out from under the comatose young man.
This is not a child of eight or nine years old. The boy hurriedly said, but he admitted his mistake.
This rough-looking, six or seven-year-old at most, looks pink and jade-carved, a little mellow and cute.
He looked at the comatose teenager thoughtfully.
If the young man hadn't protected him just now, the child might have been discovered by the whipper, but...
The child's face was wrinkled. Why did he feel that the person who spoke just now was somewhat familiar?
He stood up slowly, then patted the dust on his knees, and looked back around.
He wasn't scared at all, as if he was just joking around.
It is impossible for ordinary children to be so calm when they are six or seven years old.
The child rubbed his chin, took out the fire pocket from his arms, and was about to make gestures when a person suddenly jumped down from the roof and met the child's eyes, and was startled.
The next moment, the fire folder lit up.
The two looked at each other, each froze.
After a long while, Mohen's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Prince, why are you here?"
In the words, there are endless fears!
How could Mohen imagine that, in the middle of the night, when he came to rescue someone, he unexpectedly bumped into the eldest prince who was supposed to be in the palace!
Is he crazy?
Still hallucinating?
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