Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Apart from biting out a blood mark, Gong Yeqi is actually very gentle.

Mo Jingchun was so gentle that he felt that he was replaced by someone else. He smelled the lingering rust smell, and the weight on his feet made him almost unable to move. It keeps ringing, like a movement that dances with it.

Mo Jingchun felt light, he closed his eyes, "Your Majesty can't... ah, every time I think about using this method to solve...problems..."

Gong Yeqi: "Why not?"

He looked at Mo Jingchun now, and thought he was extremely beautiful.

Mo Jingchun put his foot on Gong Yeqi's arm, exhausted.

"I do not like."

The other foot was bound by an iron ring, so he could only lie on the bed, and the emperor firmly grasped the ankle.

Gongye Qi casually grabbed the foot, "King Kang should die. The son of King Guangping is different from King Guangping. Although the latter only loves poetry and songs all his life, his good son is only thinking about the throne."

Mo Jingchun opened his foggy eyes and saw Gongye Qi smiling.

Even though it was very funny.

"...As for Gongye Liuming, yes, among these people, he is the most innocent and unlucky." The emperor smiled and grabbed the dangling iron chain, "But I only hate that when he was attacked, why didn't he just help him?" Little busy, let him die directly!"

From the very beginning, he had extinguished the extravagant hope of King Qinghe, and there was nothing behind it.

When the anklet was pulled, Mo Jingchun saw where the iron chain came from. It was more like being integrated with the bed from the very beginning, winding and spreading out from the bedpost.

Mo Jingchun covered his face with the back of his hand, the comfortable aftertaste was still reverberating in his body, his whole body was lazy, exuding a lazy charm, from top to bottom was messed up, "Then I should thank Your Majesty for going crazy When you are still crazy and justified, killing people who deserve to be killed?" Although his voice was soft, it was extremely aggressive.

Gongye Qi smiled and bent down, "Master should really think so, after all, no matter how crazy you are, don't you always do things according to Master's will?"

Mo Jingchun was stunned, he paused when he was blocking his eyes, and slowly moved away to look at Gong Yeqi.

The emperor's actions were not harsh, but gentle.

But Mo Jingchun almost trembled because of Gongyeqi's words, the gold ring on his ankle seemed to be hot at this moment, and the pain made him want to curl up, but he couldn't move because Gongyeqi was caught in the middle.

Gong Yeqi's tone was full of strange joy, "Why is Master like this, shouldn't you be happy?"

His fingers let go of the iron chain, but followed the movement to hold Mo Jingchun's other ankle again, the weight of that foot was not as good as the other one.When Gong Yeqi held it, the warm touch penetrated through the iron skin, and he could only faintly feel the throbbing under the flesh through a layer.

However, Gong Yeqi lifted it up and pressed it heavily against Mo Jingchun's pillow, the crashing sound resounded throughout the bed, the movement was so extreme that Mo Jingchun almost cried out.

But His Majesty was still laughing, and while he was laughing, he was stroking the delicate flesh, as gentle as before, "Isn't the widow just a vicious dog that the master is playing with in the palm of his hand?"

Mo Jingchun was so startled that he wanted to jump up, but Gongyeqi firmly suppressed all his struggles.

This accusation was so harsh, it was hard for Mo Jingchun to bear it.

wow-

"The master said it well."

wow-

"In matters of love, you need to torture each other, and the two are reluctant."

wow-

"Only then can life and death be endless!"

Mo Jingchun was obviously caught in the extreme lingering, but was hunted down and bitten by His Majesty's few words, as if trying to tear off the good flesh from his body, so that he could comfort the roaring emptiness in his heart.

The emperor's violent words were almost engraved into Mo Jingchun's bone marrow, and he trembled uncontrollably.

The iron chain is not quiet, and the sound is endless.

...

The next day, when Mo Jingchun woke up, Gong Yeqi was still by his side.

He remembered that today was his rest.

However, His Majesty must have something important to do.

After yesterday's incident was revealed, there would be movement both inside and outside the court, how could Gongyeqi be fine?

Mo Jingchun turned his head sideways in the man's embrace, looking at the sun outside, it was already rising in the east, he sat up in shock, but found that the breathing of the man behind him was heavy and hot.

Mo Jingchun looked back at him, only to see Gongyeqi frowned, his cheeks were reddish, his breath was extremely hot, even his forehead was astonishingly hot to the touch.

have a fever.

Mo Jingchun's thin waist was still held tightly by Gong Yeqi, and he couldn't break free easily.And now that he is completely naked, it is impossible for him to just call someone in. He struggled to get out of bed just now, and bent down to pick up the clothes that he tore and dropped at random last night. It's messy, but at least it's still wearable inside.

But he found that his outer garment was torn to pieces, while Gong Yeqi's was stained with blood.Mo Jingchun went to the closet and randomly picked up a wearable piece of clothing, then put it on his body.

During the movement, the iron chain spread out from the foot of the bed, which was very obstructive.

Mo Jingchun squinted his eyes slightly, but he couldn't wear the pants anymore.

Liu Hao and Liu Cunjian stayed outside all night, although they felt sleepy, they didn't dare to sleep at all.

The two of them have been by His Majesty's side for a long time. When the emperor looked at him, they immediately knew what it meant.So when Emperor Zhengshi let them go out, Liu Hao quietly closed the door behind him.

The result is neglected windows.

It's okay, Liu Cunjian can only make up for it.

Liu Hao also complained that Liu Cunjian was incompetent in doing things.

But isn't it the first time to do this?

Liu Cunjian felt a little sorry for Mo Jingchun, but unfortunately, his immediate boss was the emperor, so it wouldn't work if he didn't do it!When it was dawn, Liu Hao was leaning against the wall and half squinting, while Liu Cunjian was standing on the other side with his sword in his arms, staring at the sun outside, drowsy.

Right now, there are a few old ministers waiting in the imperial study room.

Just as Liu Cunjian thought this way, there was a sudden loud noise from behind the door.He was half leaning on the door, but stood up abruptly, staring at the violently shaking door.

"Liu Cunjian, Your Majesty is injured and has a fever, please trouble the imperial physician to come and take a look."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Hao, who was dozing off, immediately lost his sleepiness, and suddenly jumped up to pick up the keys.

As soon as the door opened, Mo Jingchun, who was wearing a dark green robe behind the door, was revealed. His face was still a little ugly, but he spoke calmly, "Your Majesty was injured last night, and his arm was cut a little bit. Today, I'm afraid I have a fever." gone."

Only he spoke calmly, but the other two still involuntarily looked down.

...and saw the iron chain behind Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun's face turned cold, and he said quietly: "Have you seen enough?"

The two of them immediately came back to their senses, and went to make arrangements not to mention it.

Yaoshou, when the Grand Tutor is really angry, it's really icy and cold.

Naturally, there was no imperial physician in the East Mansion, the dark guards rushed to Miyagi as early as Mo Jingchun ordered, and after the second cold water handkerchief was changed, the old imperial physician was brought over.

It turned out not bad.

"Your Majesty is in good health. It's just that he was injured and lost a lot of blood, and he was overjoyed and furious, so he suddenly got burned." The old doctor wrote the prescription quickly while talking, "Just keep warm."

Since His Majesty is ill, he cannot move.

While Liu Hao wanted to send people back to the palace, he also arranged for people to deal with the ministers waiting in the imperial study room, and also sent a message to the Hall of Virtuous Ying, while Liu Cunjian silently sent people to surround the East Mansion.

And Mo Jingchun...

Mo Jingchun was eating.

His expressionless appearance is actually a bit scary.

Overjoyed?

Shouldn't he be the furious person?

Mo Jingchun was angry expressionlessly, and took another bite.

However, when the restrained anger was ignited, His Majesty's violent words last night were still in his ears.

——"Isn't the widow now just a vicious dog that the master plays with in the palm of his hand?"

Mo Jingchun's breathing was slightly suffocated, and even the fingers holding the chopsticks turned white.

He even found it ridiculous, why should he bear such a crime?

...

The medicine prescribed by the old doctor was very effective. After drinking a bowl, His Majesty gradually woke up.

When he woke up, the man with disheveled hair stared straight past several people with his scarlet eyes open, looking at Mo Jingchun who was standing at the back with his arms folded.His handsome face was extremely pale, and the corners of his eyes were flushed with fever, making him look extremely alluring, like a beast about to devour people.

Zhang Yang is beautiful, but crazy and bloodthirsty.

Mo Jingchun walked up and down, the group of people separated consciously, only the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other in the quiet room finally reached Gong Yeqi's ears.

He looked down at the iron lock, slowly wrapped it around his wrist, and the next moment, he suddenly fell asleep again.

It seemed that he woke up this time just to confirm this matter.

Mo Jingchun wanted to bite him to death, but he still asked forcefully, "Is Your Majesty feeling better?"

The old doctor stroked his beard and said: "That's true, next time I wake up, there should be no serious problems."

He felt in his heart that Emperor Zhengshi's body was really strong, he lost a lot of blood last night, and he did something upside-down, which caused him to have a high fever, but after taking the medicine, he got better. No big deal.

It's just that the arm was hurt a little bit more.

The person who did it was too ruthless. From the point of view, His Majesty must have done it himself. He was rushing to cut it off!

The old doctor looked back at Mo Jingchun who was standing by the bed, and couldn't help but shook his head.

Mo Jingchun turned around and stopped the old doctor.

His Majesty was waiting by his side, Mo Jingchun took the old doctor to the side, and said in a gentle voice: "Director, I have a question, please tell the truth."

The old doctor: "Zong Zhengqing wants to ask about His Majesty's condition?"

Mo Jingchun nodded.

The old imperial doctor frowned, sighed and said: "Your Majesty's situation can't be said to be good, but it can't be considered bad." He looked at Mo Jingchun and thought about it, "I don't know if Zong Zhengqing still remembers, some years ago, in front of Changle Palace , Your Majesty slaughtered the rebels?"

Mo Jingchun nodded, naturally remembering.

The old doctor said calmly: "Your Majesty was mad at the time, and no one could stop him. But you can see that when His Majesty fluctuated too much these few times, he basically didn't make such a big noise again."

Mo Jingchun frowned, "But..."

He looked at the old doctor, "The Prince of Guangping."

The old doctor obviously knew what Mo Jingchun was talking about, he shook his head calmly, "It's not the same, in His Majesty's heart, that person deserves to die."

Mo Jingchun frowned, but he didn't let go.

The tiredness and tiredness surfaced on the brows, and even more in the heart.

The old doctor said calmly: "In the past, His Majesty was crazy and killed people, and he would not distinguish between the enemy and us. Now His Majesty is crazy. Compared with the past, he is more or less rational, and he will no longer be so crazy and bloodthirsty."

"In your opinion, is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Mo Jingchun said.

The old doctor: "Zong Zhengqing thinks, is it better to be a bloodthirsty and unrestrained emperor, or a rational and cold emperor?"

Obviously, in the eyes of the old doctor, the former is much more serious than the latter.

Right now, His Majesty's several actions have been limited by himself to a certain extent, and have never caused an uproar. If something really happened...but it never happened every time.

Mo Jingchun sighed, "But I feel that Your Majesty is no more difficult than before."

In the past, Emperor Zhengshi could regain his composure as long as he survived the madness; but now he is disturbed all the time, what fun is there in such days?

She didn't look crazy last night, but if she really wasn't crazy, how could she act like that?

Now the iron ring on Mo Jingchun's feet is iron proof.

The old doctor smiled, shook his head and said, "Zong Zhengqing forgot, with you here, His Majesty will not repeat the same mistakes."

Mo Jingchun smiled wryly, "This is just a temporary consolation, there is nothing you can do."

Seeing that Mo Jingchun's heart was depressed, the old doctor didn't want to say anything more, but seeing the worry on Zong Zhengqing's brows, she couldn't help but say a few more words, "What is Zong Zhengqing worried about?"

Mo Jingchun: "I may be able to comfort His Majesty, but at the same time, His Majesty has to face more things because of his concern for me. The situation in the past has never been as chaotic as it is now." His words , I just suddenly remembered that the deaths of these successive people were more or less related to me.

However, it may not be a good thing for Emperor Zhengshi to take such drastic measures.

The old doctor seemed to understand what Mo Jingchun meant, and suddenly laughed.

"Zong Zhengqing's words are biased. People's hearts come from where they are, and the influence brought by a person can be good or bad. But how can you only be greedy for the good, but not willing to face the bad?" He was not tight He said slowly, "My old wife has a bad temper, and she always makes people angry. But she manages the housework, supports her parents, and raises her children. She is far inferior to me. also.

"I'm angry with her and angry with her, but I also love and respect her.

"Everyone only wants the good and doesn't want to face the bad. But there is no such perfect existence in the world, and there is no perfect person. Your Majesty is the same, and you, Zong Zhengqing, are also the same."

What the old doctor said was beyond the reach, not to mention the sword pointed at Gong Yeqi.

But Mo Jingchun listened thoughtfully.

He is cautious and introverted by nature, and he only keeps many things in his heart, but he refuses to talk to outsiders.Even when he got involved with Gong Yeqi, he seldom revealed anything.

If he hadn't been drunk last night, Mo Jingchun might not have said what was hidden in his heart.

In fact, Mo Jingchun thought about it again, last night His Majesty suddenly wanted to lock him up, except for his leaving action, it was probably because of his previous reaction to the matter of Prince Qinghe.What His Majesty thinks is "good", in fact, Mo Jingchun may not want it, but he didn't say it before, Gong Yeqi naturally followed his own temperament.

The most terrible thing is that even Mo Jingchun, after getting rid of all distracting thoughts, has to admit that His Majesty's actions are right.

Prince Qinghe's son is just the simplest example.

Killing him was both accidental and inevitable.

In Quan Dou Li, perhaps he had to die just because he bore a title.

It's not his fault, it's his fault.

Mo Jingchun frowned and sighed lightly.

However, it was very rare for Mo Jingchun to confide in such a hearty way. If the old doctor hadn't learned about it and used the excuse of his illness to talk to Mo Jingchun a few more words, he might just stop like this.

Mo Jingchun thanked the old doctor.

Under the feet, the fine iron chain crawled out from the foot of the bed, and Gong Yeqi was lying on the bed connected to it.

No matter how strong and tough people are, they will appear weak and pitiful when they are sick.Gong Yeqi's breathing was slightly heavy, and his exhalation was still hot, but he didn't know where the strength came from, he held on to the chain tightly, but he refused to let go no matter what.

When Mo Jingchun went to call for someone, he already knew the length of the chain.

He can be allowed to walk around the house, but at most he can only reach the threshold, but he must never go out.As for the distance from the window, it is naturally possible to climb over it, but with Mo Jingchun's temperament, how can he let others see his shackled appearance like this?

For this reason, Liu Hao called people in to serve him, and they were all those Debai people who had been hanging around Mo Jingchun, and there were absolutely no strange faces.

Mo Jingchun sighed again, took the soaked cold handkerchief in his hand, and replaced it with the hot handkerchief on His Majesty's forehead.

Debai walked over tiptoely, moved a small shelf and put it beside him, with a small stack of books, pens, ink, papers and inkstones piled on it, it seemed that he was afraid that Mo Jingchun would be bored sitting there.

After all, taking care of the patients is just that kind of thing, and Mo Jingchun can't go out now, so he has to find something to relieve his fatigue.

Mo Jingchun was restless, but he couldn't read the book, so he put it down after reading a few pages.

He looked at the pen and ink on the white paper, then at His Majesty who was sleeping poorly on the bed, after thinking about it, he took it and began to trace the gourd in the same way.

His painting skills are mediocre, and his master once said that the portraits drawn by Mo Jingchun only have the shape but no spirit.

Mo Jingchun also thought so.

But occasionally, his hands were itchy, and he had painted some.

There are three or four portraits of Tao Niang in the cage in the study. As for Gongye's seal... In fact, there was one too, but last time the young Gongye's seal should have been taken away by him.

Later, Mo Jingchun went to look for it again, but he couldn't find it.

Once Mo Jingchun got his heart set on it, he would be engrossed in the painting.

From time to time, he only caught a glimpse of Gongyeqi, and then returned to the painting again.

Debai stood beside the two of them, and from his distance, he could see Mo Jingchun's painting, but the more he painted, the weirder his face became.

He looked at Mo Jingchun's thin back, and then at Emperor Zhengshi who was still sleeping on the bed.

Could it be that in Zong Zhengqing's heart, His Majesty actually has such a terrifying appearance?

The Zhengshi Emperor depicted in Mo Jingchun's pen is obviously not what he is now, but more cruel, tyrannical, terrifying, and crazy.The messy wild grass background can't be seen, but it is vaguely above the palace, and the blood stains the whole picture, as if there is only red.Those villains who are either kneeling or standing have only a vague image. In the whole picture, only the appearance of Emperor Zhengshi is the clearest, and it is also terrifying.

He was dressed in black, but he looked more like a man transformed from blood stained red.

Debai had never seen Emperor Zhengshi like this before, as if he was older, but it was clearly just an ordinary portrait, but he didn't know if the Zhengshi Emperor was right next to him, but Debai could see it clearly His breathing was short, as if there was an unknown pressure pressing on his heart.

While Mo Jingchun was seriously drawing the picture, there was some movement in the palace.

The news of His Majesty's illness was immediately spread inside and outside the court, especially in the Empress Dowager's Palace, who frequently sent people to Changle Palace, and the Xianying Palace naturally also received the news.

In the Xianying Hall, Xu Boheng was looking at the memorial. There was a weird object on his nose. It was something that became popular in recent years. It was said that it could be seen clearly. It only had a naked appearance, but it was surprisingly expensive. .

After all, Xu Boheng was getting old, his eyes were a bit blurry, and he could see clearly with this object.

Someone came quietly outside, "Shoufu, Your Majesty is not feeling well. I just passed the news to the head of the hospital. I am afraid that today's government affairs will be put on hold for now."

Wang Zhenming raised his head from the opposite side, frowned and said: "Your Majesty, have you never heard of illness and fever in these years, is it serious?"

The man leaned over and said, "It's just that I have a cold and a fever, and I probably need to sweat a little, and I'll be fine tomorrow."

This person is in front of Changle Palace, if he is not sure, he would not dare to say so.

It was only after the palace servants went down, and Wang Zhenming sent out the servants of the Xianying Palace, that the Minister of the Ministry of Officials said, "Shoufu, do you think His Majesty is just feeling unwell?"

Yesterday, Emperor Zhengshi mentioned in front of the hall that the residual poison in his body had not cleared up, and he felt unwell the next day. How could this not make them think too much?

Xu Boheng's voice was old, but pleasant to hear, "Your Majesty is young and strong, and there are occasional injuries. If it is really caused by the poison of Baiyue, then it should not be widely spread at the moment." These are words of comfort. .

However, Wang Zhenming was a little reluctant: "Although that is the case, what if His Majesty is really beyond his power, so he has no choice but to act like this?"

Xu Boheng put down the round object in his hand, and put down the memorial, and looked at Wang Zhenming slowly, "What did Wang Ge want to say?"

Meeting Xu Boheng's eyes, Wang Zhenming's words that were originally hidden in his mouth seemed to be blocked, and he wanted to say it, but he couldn't say it.

After a while, he couldn't help laughing, thinking that the teacher is still so courageous even today.

Xu Boheng didn't look ostentatious or revealing, but seeing him sitting in the position of chief assistant, getting up every day, thinking of such an old minister in the court, he felt a solid feeling.It's like throwing a stone into a turbulent river, let it rain and wind, but it is the same as before, unmoved by the torrent at all.

Wang Zhenming had received advice from him before, otherwise he might not have been able to get to where he is today.

Wang Zhenming: "Your Majesty is twenty-three years old this year, and he only has one child under his knees, the eldest prince, which is still too thin."

When Xu Boheng laughed, he was very elegant, like old wine, the more it was brewed, the more fragrant it became.

"Old Wangge's words are indeed wrong. It is normal for His Majesty to be so young and only the eldest prince."

Wang Zhenming: "It's just His Majesty's fierce resistance. How can we wait for His Majesty to change his mind? Now that His Majesty has such symptoms again, it really makes me worry."

What he said was too obvious.

Wang Zhenming would not be so stupid.

Since Wang Zhenming is not a fool, why did he say such things?

Xu Boheng smiled after thinking about it for a while.

Wang Zhenming was scared.

For so many years, Wang Zhenming has reached his current position, and he has achieved the ultimate in the posture of being both right and left.He is the person who can best survive in troubled times, because he has a real talent, which is to assess the situation.

It doesn't matter if you call him knees as soft as noodles, or you call him stupid.

He is such a person, and he is born with some ability to do things. This is the reason why he is regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh by Emperor Zhengshi until now, and he can still do it safely.

He thought His Majesty was reluctant to bear his ability.

But Xu Boheng knew well, His Majesty, he was just used for fishing.

Now that the big fish in the muddy pond had been caught, the bait was useless.Perhaps because of his inborn perception of danger, Wang Zhenming had a strange premonition before the incident happened.

Wang Zhenming was particularly unwilling to get a single word out of Xu Boheng's mouth, and wanted to speak again, but he heard Xu Boheng speak slowly.

"Do you know why Your Majesty still calls Mo Jingchun Master?"

Wang Zhenming was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Xu Boheng to suddenly mention Mo Jingchun.

Xu Boheng: "Be a teacher for a day, and be a father for life. Since you are a master, there are always some things that students should learn. If you only learn half of it at the beginning, you will not learn well, and there is nothing you can do for a teacher."

Wang Zhenming looked at Xu Boheng's smiling face, but it was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

The episode of Xianyingdian is only a moment.

The fallen leaves fly by outside the window, it is the cold season.

Outside Jingzhao Mansion, there are several carts carrying white cloth back.

These are all in the rush to dawn, throwing the prisoners' bodies to the mass graves.This Jingzhao Mansion is not a harsh place, but interrogation always requires punishment. If someone is tossed and thrown into the cold prison and cannot survive, there are also some people who just go there.

Most of these people are not taken seriously, or they have committed serious crimes. After the death, the government remembers to transport them out and bury them, which is considered a good thing.

You can also get a thin coffin, which is more exquisite than the outside.

Jingzhao Mansion Yin Tete called the person who transported the corpse today, "Has everyone been sent out?"

"It has been sent out."

The two men leaned forward and said, "According to your instructions, the coffin nails of these corpses were not hammered tightly."

Jing Zhaofu Yin nodded slowly and let them go out.

These two are his own people, Tete was sent to work today, only in this way, he can feel at ease.

Jingzhao Mansion Yin stroked his beard thoughtfully, and said to himself: "Your Majesty's move is to help King Guangping, or to..."

His voice gradually lowered, but behind him, he couldn't hear clearly.

Mass graves outside the city.

At dawn, the burial site dug up by the people of Jingzhao Mansion suddenly heard strange movements, as if someone was constantly beating on the coffin boards, until the sun broke through the dark forest and sprinkled down, and only then did they see someone panting Crawled out gruffly.

He was covered in dirt, bruised and sweaty all over his face.

When he heard movement elsewhere, he was startled. He saw the same place, but he was ecstatic. He rushed over, desperately digging out the mud, and finally dug out another companion from inside.

The two hugged and cried together, and waited silently for a long time, and finally had to believe that only the two of them survived by luck.

These two are the personal servants of Prince Guangping, especially Liu Da who was the first to climb out. He was an attendant who grew up with Prince Guangping.

The person who was rescued later rubbed his eyes and said: "Jingzhao Mansion didn't check carefully, we two survived by luck, for the current plan, I'm afraid we have to go back to the fief and tell the prince what happened!"

Liu Da smiled wryly and said, "Then tell me, what's the whole story?"

The man stopped talking.

They are all the son's confidantes, so they naturally know what the son is thinking, he is not as leisurely and elegant as King Guangping, the reason why he came to the capital is for other purposes.

And this plot is no different from that of King Qinghe.

Liu Da: "Do you think the person who will do it will be someone from King Qinghe?"

The man said: "If it wasn't someone from King Qinghe, who else would it be? Could it be His Majesty?" He shook his head while talking, "That's impossible. Even if His Majesty wanted to do something, how could it be so fast? skillful?"

How many days was that?

Even at the feet of the emperor, they don't quite believe it.

Liu Da narrowly escaped death, touched his beating heart, "Yes, if it is His Majesty, it really shouldn't be. Even if you really want to do something, it shouldn't be the prince who bears the brunt, but King Qinghe."

Another person's eyes lit up, "If Your Majesty wants to kill, then King Qinghe should be killed. I think that the son was killed by King Qinghe's group of damn dead men!"

When the crown prince of Guangping was killed, they all went out according to the order of the crown prince, and did not go to the house with others.The reason why Prince Guangping went there was because he heard the news of Mo Jingchun's accident and went there after a few days to spy on the information.

After all, he was the one who brought people in. Now that such an accident happened, only a few people who didn't go survived. How could he not be afraid?In addition, because of the assassination of the imperial court official, the capital was sealed off and all empty houses were thoroughly investigated.The crown prince of Guangping was afraid that he would be found out, so he was about to go there and kill those dead men as well.

Unexpectedly, the dead man died, and the prince of Guangping also died!

But Liu Da took people out, and when he rushed back, he happened to meet the people from Jingzhao Mansion, and was directly arrested.Before leaving, Liu Da happened to see a piece of wreckage in the gate mansion.

When they were tortured, it was said that there was an internal struggle between the two sides, and none of them survived just now.

This made them very sad.

Liu Da and others were originally the sons of Prince Guangping and should not have been punished.

But they couldn't tell what happened on that day, and where they were. If they gritted their teeth and didn't say anything, it would certainly arouse the suspicion of the Jingzhao Mansion. It was precisely because of this that they were tortured. Until today, they have only lived for two years. people.

Liu Da: "Perhaps we went there holding our breath. They thought we were dead, so they let us survive." They dug up several other corpses and coffins. They were indeed several other brothers, but they were all dead.

The other person sighed, and said helplessly: "But the matter of befriending the imperial court official is said like this, won't it make the son of the prince feel ashamed after death."

Since the imperial court believes that the son is innocent, at least his reputation will be good in the future.

But if the previous ambitions are exposed, even the last layer of skin will be gone.

Therefore, they are loyal and would rather die than grit their teeth.

But until today, they were also happy to escape from death.

The two of them calmed down for a long time before getting up with the help of their arms. Liu Da's face changed slightly, and he grabbed his companion suddenly, "No, according to our guess, this matter is related to King Qinghe. But according to King Qinghe's cunning, he is afraid It is to use this to lure our lord into his boat, if it is serious revenge, then it will be fine, then the king of Qinghe... is the murderer who killed the son!"

The companion Guo He turned pale with shock, looked at each other, and was even more eager to survive, determined to go back alive and tell King Guangping the truth about the death of the son!

Under the same sky, the autumn wind is high and the sun is fast, but there is no restlessness, only the cool breeze.

In the former land of Qinghe, the people who come and go have smiles on their faces. They have lived under the command of King Qinghe for decades.

It doesn't matter whether it is called King Qi or King Qinghe, they have long been used to having such an old prince on their head.

But recently, a disaster seems to have happened to the palace. I heard that the prince died.

This prince has been a concubine for many years, but he only has one son and one daughter. This is news that the entire fief knows.

Once the son died, in their opinion, this prince would be the last one.

There are also constant rumors in this city, but recently King Xu of Qinghe is suffering from the loss of his son, and has not left the palace for many days.

The old woman who was working on the street corner quickly served a bowl of noodles to the guests. Seeing that there were no new customers, she sat down and listened to the guests.

"Your youngest son was not drafted?"

"If you sign up, you can come back next year."

"Well, living in Qinghe is good, but the conscription is really annoying, and it always makes people worry."

"Why worry about this? Qinghe is rich, and the old prince doesn't impose heavy taxes, but he has to send a 15-year-old boy to the barracks. How can there be a military disaster in our place!"

"Hey, you don't understand, you think Qinghe is good. You like to treat yourself, but I don't like to treat you. Didn't you see that Qinghe doesn't even have a few big rich businessmen? He's so clever! Business goes on as usual, but people But they won’t come here at all!”

"Why is this?"

The two people who were talking got closer and closer, only to hear someone say.

"Do you think that the old prince's military training these years is really for the so-called physical fitness and the well-being of the people? This is a joke. Those who are discerning have moved out a long time ago! Hurry up, I'm leaving too, listen to me A word of advice, don't stay here."

The sudden death of Prince Qinghe was like an omen, causing even sensitive people to rush out.

While the booth was talking, they heard the quarrel outside.

Listening to the joke, the old woman poked her head out, and saw a few people running across the street dragged by a fast horse, but the people were dragged to a bloody mess, which was horrible.

The old woman was startled, but the quarrel outside was even worse.

"Why don't you let us out?"

"Yeah, we're still rushing out of town to do business!"

"It's not time to close the city gate yet!"

Bang Bang Bang --

The sudden noise forcibly suppressed the quarrel at the gate of the city, and a man with the appearance of a scholar stood on the wall and said loudly: "The gate of the city is temporarily closed, the old prince wants to thoroughly investigate the murderer who killed the son, and now the city is temporarily closed for ten days.

"If there are trespassers, they will be like those people just now!"

The speaker is none other than Zhao Ming, an aide of the palace!

The old woman at the gate of the city came back after hearing this, but found that all the customers had disappeared.She sighed as she packed up her things, then piled all the dishes and chopsticks in the back kitchen, stuffed something together and rolled it up, and finally turned off the firewood under the stove, and there was a black hole.

She threw the thing in, and the gurgling went deep.

The old woman murmured: "Qinghe is going to be messed up." Her voice was sweet.

It will take more than ten days at the earliest to send this news to the capital.

...

In the East Mansion of the capital, Mo Jingchun was still painting.

He painted unconsciously, and he didn't feel it until a figure shrouded his head and blocked the light.

It's Gong Yeqi.

He actually woke up, but he moved and returned the bright light to Mo Jingchun, motioning Mo Jingchun to continue.

Mo Jingchun glanced at him and saw that his face had improved, so he lowered his head again.

Once the painting is interrupted, it is true that there is no such leisure and elegance.

Gongye Qi also stood and watched.

Until the end Mo Jingchun stopped, staring blankly at the portrait he wrote.

He has never seen this picture before, nor has he seen it in a dream, but when Mo Jingchun was writing just now, he didn't think about anything, didn't remember anything, and unconsciously smeared out this bright red color .

Mo Jingchun pinched the base of his nose, the paintbrush in his hand fell back to the table, and stood up, "Your Majesty..."

He originally wanted to ask about Gong Yeqi's body, but saw His Majesty take a step forward, and then stood side by side with him, looking down at what Mo Jingchun had just drawn.

For some reason, Mo Jingchun felt strange, he said: "I just..."

He wanted to say that this was not mapped by Tete. After all, when Mo Jingchun wrote the pen, he really did not know why he painted this appearance, as if there was something in his heart at that time.