Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

The old doctor's face turned dark, Mo Jingchun's injury was not easy to handle.If it is pulled out raw, it will even involve the shoulder bone, so you can only cut the flesh along the texture, and then pull out the short arrow.

The doctor on the West Street had sprayed Mo Jingchun with medicinal powder to stop the bleeding, but during the examination, the blood started to flow down again, causing Mo Jingchun to turn pale from the pain.

Thin sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, but he was still thinking about Dark Fifteen, so he turned his head to talk to the old doctor, "There's still..."

He was weak, and before he finished speaking, the old doctor seemed to know what he was going to say, and interrupted Mo Jingchun, "He has already been visited by Doctor Chen, and his injuries are all on his back. None of the bones were injured. Although it is a serious injury, it is much simpler than what you can handle."

Mo Jingchun felt relieved, and then closed his eyes.

But in the next moment, he opened it again abruptly, his eyes wandering around the surrounding doctors, he saw Xu Boheng, Xue Cheng, Huang Zhenghe and others standing not far away, and he also saw the sinister Emperor Zhengshi.

Seeing that His Majesty was still there, Mo Jingchun was obviously relieved.

If His Majesty is in a hurry, what will happen?

While checking Mo Jingchun's wound, the old doctor chatted with him, "You went to West Street today, but what interesting things do you have?"

Mo Jingchun: "Take Tao Niang for a walk."

Now Mo Jingchun looked drowsy, whether he would be able to wake up after falling asleep or not, the old doctor could only lead him to talk.

"I heard, old minister, that this time there are shops and neighbors on West Street to help? Hehe, Zong Zhengqing didn't go in vain."

The old doctor knew that Mo Jingchun had always been a frequent visitor there.

"That's true. If it weren't for them, I would have to struggle again."

Mo Jingchun said slowly, weakly.

Although the dark guards can protect Mo Jingchun by following him, they still have to worry about the people around them when they take action.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he suppressed those thugs under the cover of everyone.

"The arrow on your body looks different." The old doctor had already asked someone to clean the knife, and then roasted it with fire, while Mo Jingchun was lying on the bed with his clothes open, constantly washing the wound with water, letting the The wound surface became clean, "We will need to cut the flesh first before we can dig out the arrowhead inside."

Mo Jingchun smiled bitterly, his lips were very pale, "You can do it directly."

The old doctor said leisurely: "That's not possible. If there is the legendary Mafeisan, it might be better, but now, it is necessary for you to stay awake."

The old doctor kept talking to Mo Jingchun, but he had already cleaned the wound quickly and exposed the wound.Judging from the surface of the wound, it's actually not that big, it's just a bulging sac under the opened skin, as if a small piece was tangled inside.

The old doctor is not the one who hesitates, after confirming the size and shape inside, he handed Mo Jingchun a piece of white cloth for him to bite, and then gestured towards Mo Jingchun's shoulder with a warm knife .

Mo Jingchun closed his eyes, but after a while, the severe pain of being cut into the flesh rushed to his head, his body struggled unconsciously, and then forcibly pressed down again.

The swishing coolness crawled up Mo Jingchun's internal organs at this moment, and the severe pain of tearing suddenly penetrated to his limbs. His left hand clenched the mattress tightly on the inside, almost torn apart.

The white cloth roll in his mouth was bitten tightly, Mo Jingchun only let out a muffled snort at the very beginning, and there was no movement after that, he just closed his eyes and stood stiffly, which made the old ministers who were waiting here feel uncomfortable. With admiration.

This kind of perseverance and patience is beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.

The bloody water that was removed from the pots was very glaring.

click-

The sound of iron falling into the tub, the old doctor's forehead was full of sweat, but he didn't blink his eyes. After cleaning Mo Jingchun's wound, he immediately applied the medicine, and then flew the needle and threaded it. The exposed flesh was sewn together, then re-medicated, and bandaged again.

Huang Zhenghe subconsciously let out an "ah" when the old doctor just inserted the needle, and stood there with a strange expression, "This is... an embroidery needle?"

His voice broke the silence in the hall, and even he himself was startled, and he suddenly looked at the expressionless Emperor Zhengshi.

Xu Boheng said calmly: "I heard that on the battlefield, some soldiers' wounds were too large. The local military doctors used needles and threads to sew up the wounds, and the recovery speed was actually faster. It's just that after the wounds are sewed up in this way, you have to To unravel the silk thread alive, it will be another pain of flesh and blood."

Xue Cheng's teeth softened when he heard that, the skin and flesh were sewn up, and then they would be torn out after healing. It was painful to think about it.

After taking out the foreign body and sewing up the wound, Mo Jingchun's face was as pale as a ghost, his fingers were convulsed to the point of weakness, and they were already weakly hanging by his side.

Emperor Zhengshi came slowly, and the old doctor got up to prescribe the medicine.

It wasn't until His Majesty sat down that Mo Jingchun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Emperor Zhengshi who was sitting beside the bed and said weakly: "Your Majesty..."

He paused, "...is it the princess of Prince Xu Huai's mansion?"

For a while, Mo Jingchun uttered these words.

Emperor Zhengshi: "Master, do you still have time to think about these things?"

This is the first sentence the master said after undergoing treatment?

This tone sounded a bit yin and yang, which made Mo Jingchun couldn't help but want to laugh, but before the muffled laughter started, he was rendered speechless by the pain, "...I just feel that this short arrow It's not what the King of Xu Huai can have." His voice gradually weakened, in fact, he had exhausted all of Mo Jingchun's strength to hold on till now.

Emperor Zhengshi held Mo Jingchun's injured arm.

The palm was completely powerless to hold His Majesty, but it tried its best to pick at the emperor's palm.

Itchy.

Before Mo Jingchun passed out, he said in a low voice, "I'm fine..." The voice was soft and soft, if Emperor Zhengshi hadn't been concentrating on it, he might not have heard these small sentences.

Then Mo Jingchun's eyes went dark, he could no longer see everything clearly, and lost consciousness.

Emperor Zhengshi sat watching Mo Jingchun who had passed out, but sat for half an hour before he gently moved his arms to the bed, stood up, and looked at the veterans who were still waiting behind him.

These old ministers gathered in Xianying Hall today, originally for the affairs of King Qin.

However, before King Qin finished discussing the matter, Liu Hao rushed into the hall, "Your Majesty, there is a riot on West Street." These words sound a little strange, and some people even don't know where West Street is.

This is a place they never set foot in.

But His Majesty's complexion changed drastically, he stood up abruptly, and issued orders one after another.

From Mo Jingchun to Xianying Hall, to His Majesty sending people to surround the Xuhuai Palace, the capital was under martial law for three days... everything was thunderous and cannot be questioned.

It wasn't until Emperor Zhengshi got up from Mo Jingchun's bed that Xu Boheng said softly: "Your Majesty, what Ziqing said before he fell into a coma was actually good. The arrow he was shooting looked small and exquisite, but it had a very powerful Great lethality. The veteran thought that someone might be forging new weapons in private."

As soon as Xu Boheng said this, Xue Cheng's face turned ugly, "We must get that thing back in its entirety."

Huang Zhenghe frowned and said, "Right now, people and things should all be in Jingzhao Mansion. Hurry up."

Jingzhao Fuyin is a man of both sides. Before he is sure about the seriousness of the situation, he may really make the possibility of letting people go home and only sending officers and soldiers to guard them.

According to the personality of King Xuhuai, it can be said that things are gone, and people are gone.

Since he likes the new and dislikes the old so much, no matter how much he likes his children, it is just a few short years of doting, how could he have other favors?Now this daughter has caused such troubles, I am afraid that the princess will be gone as soon as she returns to the palace, and the king of Xuhuai will use this matter to invite favor.

Xu Boheng said unhurriedly: "It doesn't matter, just now Debai reported that before entering the palace, Ziqing had already sent someone to Jingzhao Mansion, and now Jingzhao Mansion is detaining Princess Kong Xiu as usual. It is useless for King Xuhuai to send someone himself."

Xue Cheng said in admiration: "It seems that Lord Mo Hou had foreseen this."

Huang Zhenghe's complexion was a bit ugly, just now when Mo Jingchun was helping the wounded, there was a steady stream of reports from the outside world, so these old ministers also received the news that Xuhuai Palace was sealed.

But long before His Majesty's guards arrived, Mo Feihe had already led people to surround the palace himself. How could such an overreaching move not make these veterans tense?

Then I heard the Shangshu of the Ministry of War say: "Your Majesty, although what General Mo did, there is a reason for it. But it is wrong for him to surround the palace rashly!"

Huang Zhenghe also said: "I know that the old general is anxious and worried about Zong Zhengqing's safety, but no matter what, he can't make such a move, otherwise, the court will be unstable."

There is nothing wrong with the concerns of these veterans.

Mo Feihe surrounded Xuhuai Palace with his own soldiers. Although it was because of Mo Jingchun's injury, such a move would make the court suspect that Mo Feihe's control over the soldiers was too good.

When did these personal soldiers appear in the capital?Does Mo Feihe have disobedience to the saint?Why did he receive the news of Mo Jingchun's accident so quickly?

Such suspicions are also normal.

Emperor Zhengshi said coldly: "It was the widow who asked him to go." His Majesty immediately told the others to shut up and had nothing to say.

The commotion outside has nothing to do with Mo Jingchun.

As soon as he fell asleep, he slept for two days.

During the period, the high fever persisted, and the old doctor prescribed heavy medicine twice before pulling Mo Jingchun back.

When he woke up, it happened that a servant named He Qiu was changing Mo Jingchun's towel, when he opened his eyes, he screamed in fright, and ran out to call someone, " Grandpa De, Grandpa De—”

Mo Jingchun blinked blankly, Grandpa?

At such a young age, Debai has become the grandfather that others call him?

Mo Jingchun tiredly lowered his eyes, before Debai came in with Na Heqiu, he fell asleep again, completely unaware of the turbulent waves.

When he woke up again, Mo Jingchun was much more awake.

He tried his best to check his surroundings, only then did he realize that this place was still in the Xianying Hall.

The Xianying Hall is covered with a thick layer of carpet, which looks extremely soft, and the warm afternoon sun is coming in from the window, which is very bright.Warm shadows are cast on the ground, making people look at the spring and can't help but want to step into the spring.

Mo Jingchun took it easy for a while before he noticed that his limbs were sore and his body was stiff.

In fact, his head hurts very much, as if someone grabbed his hair roots and hit the wall several times hard, his eyes were dizzy, and he closed his eyes and rested for a long time before he could look at things again.

Mo Jingchun remembered what happened before he passed out.

He moved his shoulder slightly, and the dull pain made him frown slightly, but no matter how painful it was, it was not as painful as the severe pain of that day.

He endured it a little bit, but the pain was bearable, but the thirst was unbearable.

Mo Jingchun was so thirsty that it was like walking under the scorching sun for three days and three nights, it was very uncomfortable.He tried to get up, but he was so soft that he couldn't even move, he could only stare at the teapot on the table in a daze.

When Emperor Zhengshi came in, he saw Mo Jingchun staring blankly at the teapot.

I really want to see it.

Even though the emperor was anxious and irritable, seeing Mo Jingchun so lively, he immediately calmed down his emotions, walked to the table and poured water, and then walked to Mo Jingchun's side sit down.

"Are you thirsty?"

Emperor Zhengshi said coldly.

Mo Jingchun nodded obediently.

It's strange not to be thirsty.

Mo Jingchun has been in a coma for three or four days. If it wasn't for one day in the middle, why would the servant insist that Mo Jingchun had woken up once, and then the old doctor's pulse diagnosis confirmed that Mo Jingchun's pulse was more active than before...

During these long waiting days, Emperor Zhengshi might go crazy first.

Emperor Zhengshi did not help Mo Jingchun up, he knew that his wife who had just returned from a high fever had no such strength at all, so he took a clean handkerchief and soaked a corner, and then wiped Mo Jingchun's dry lips.

Mo Jingchun licked it hungrily, then looked at Emperor Zhengshi pitifully.

The little bit of coolness just now was not enough.

Emperor Zhengshi took a big bite himself.

Mo Jingchun: "..."

Angry.

Before the slander in his heart was over, Emperor Zhengshi bent down, lifted Mo Jingchun's jaw slightly, and kissed his lips.The lips and tongue were deftly separated, but at the same time, the cool liquid slipped into Mo Jingchun's lips and tongue.He was already dying of thirst, and regardless of how strange and indecent this method was, he tried his best to lick the other tongue that didn't belong in his mouth, as if trying to scrape away all the remaining liquid.

Emperor Zhengshi allowed Mo Jingchun to lick like a hungry beast, and then pinched his mouth when he was about to make an inch, forcibly stopped his movements, and then took a big mouthful slowly, He leaned down, and kissed Mo Jingchun's lips.

Mo Jingchun had the illusion that he was really a little animal being fed.

But like this three times, when Mo Jingchun had just quenched his thirst, Emperor Zhengshi stopped his movements and refused to let Mo Jingchun eat any more.

Mo Jingchun was still not enough, and wanted to continue drinking, but was held down by His Majesty.

Emperor Zhengshi said unhurriedly: "You just woke up, you still need to save some strength and eat something that can really fill your stomach."

It's fine if His Majesty doesn't say it. When he said this, Mo Jingchun immediately felt his stomach burning, as if he hadn't eaten for several days and nights.

He said weakly: "Your Majesty, how long have you been in a coma?"

Mo Jingchun's lips and tongue had just been ravaged by Emperor Zhengshi, the pale color faded, and became abnormally bright red, and the lower lip was still a little swollen.

That was when Mo Jingchun was disobedient and wanted to eat again, and was bitten by Emperor Zhengshi, which was regarded as a small warning, telling Mo Jingchun not to be greedy.

"Four and a half days."

Emperor Zhengshi said calmly.

Mo Jingchun was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect it would take so long.

Although the injury on the shoulder looked serious, in his opinion, it was just hit by an arrow, but since he spent so long, what about Dark Fifteen?

"He has woken up a long time ago." Emperor Zhengshi said coldly, "Your arrow is already stuck in the bone. The old doctor spent too much time trying to get it out, so he lost a lot of blood later. When you wake up, you I have had a fever for more than three days." It was only yesterday that it subsided a little, but it has been feverish until now, when Mo Jingchun's soft palm is pinched, the temperature is still higher than that of ordinary people.

Having a high fever for three days is extremely difficult for an adult.

I can't blame him for waking up halfway, He Qiu crawled out, I'm afraid he was too happy.

Mo Jingchun was actually still very tired, not long after he woke up, he was helped by Emperor Zhengshi to eat porridge, and then lay back to rest.He ate and slept like this, and slept and ate until he fully woke up two days later.

At this time, Mo Jingchun had been in the palace for seven days.

The old doctor took his pulse, the worry on his face finally faded, and he sighed and said: "It's finally a blessing." This doesn't mean that Mo Jingchun has recovered, but that he was finally snatched back from the Palace of Hell.

Mo Jingchun's lips were pale, and he said with a light smile, "Thank you, the old doctor, for saving my life."

The old doctor looked at Zong Zhengqing's weak appearance, and said helplessly: "You are a disaster for no reason. If you don't wake up again, not only His Majesty, but even Old General Mo may not be able to bear it anymore."

Mo Jingchun was slightly surprised, father is back?

He had a high fever for the past few days, and he didn't know the outside situation at all. After the old doctor's words, he suddenly remembered the current situation, and then asked: "But what happened?"

The old doctor: "Old General Mo led people to surround Xuhuai Palace after he knew about Zong Zhengqing's accident. Even His Majesty's old guards were a step behind. Then until today, His Majesty does not allow people from Xuhuai Palace to enter or leave."

Mo Jingchun clutched the wound on his shoulder and sat up slowly.

"The princess..."

"Master Kongxiu has been imprisoned in the prison."

Mo Jingchun was slightly surprised, but the Sky Prison was no longer within the scope of the Jingzhao Mansion's responsibility.

The old doctor said unhurriedly: "Zong Zhengqing, all of your family members are from the army, so you naturally know that some things are only available in the army, but the civilians cannot have them. For example, the equipment that hit you before , It must be a new type of weapon. Although it fell into the hands of Princess Kongxiu for some reason, such a thing must not be owned by private individuals. And Princess Kongxiu is probably used to being unscrupulous in King Xuhuai's fiefdom, so she also took this thing Bring it to the capital..."

He hehe laughed twice, but there was not much smile, and said lightly: "Bringing a crossbow in the army that cannot be held, attacking the court officials, plundering the people, and hurting innocent people... Even if she is the princess, she has to shed her skin What's more, the Xuhuai King can't protect himself now."

Mo Jingchun licked his lips, he had a high fever for several days, his lips were very dry and a little peeled.

The stinging feeling brought Mo Jingchun back to his senses, sighed and said: "Master Kongxiu is so unscrupulous, although I survived by luck, those people who were favored by her back then were all innocent and poor people."

If human life is treated as a toy, such a person, no matter how beautiful and beautiful, is completely inhuman.

But Mo Jingchun knew that if he hadn't met him, even if today's matter was reported to Jingzhao Mansion, he would have to suppress it silently.

Because of the identity of Princess Kongxiu.

Thinking of Dark Fifteen who still can't get up now, Mo Jingchun's eyes darken slightly.

An Fifteen hit more arrows than him, but luckily no bones were injured, and it was easier to remove them.But the old imperial doctor was able to know the condition of the arrow before Mo Jingchun pulled it out, so he must have the real thing in his hand.

But at that time, the bow and crossbow were still in the hands of the princess, where else did they come from?

It can only come from An Fifteen.

An Shiwu was still awake at that time, and when he realized that the imperial doctor Chen who was treating him could not do anything, he asked the imperial doctor to pull out one first and then check the situation...

You don't have to imagine, you all know how bad it was at that time.

Mo Jingchun said indifferently: "Father never acts aimlessly, nor will he act recklessly. Besides, these county kings, I am afraid that the emperor of Shan Gao has lived too long, and they no longer know what it means to restrain themselves."

Regardless of whether it is the prince or the princess, Zongzheng Temple will always receive this kind of violent behavior several times a year.

This is still the news from the Wang Fuchang Shibao, and it is more hidden in a place where no one knows, and it will never be heard by Datian.Princess Kongxiu is so unscrupulous at the feet of the emperor, which means that their actions in the fief will only become more brutal.

He clutched the wound and snorted, then looked at the old doctor, "This injury, but it will take some time to take care of it?"

The old doctor snorted coldly, "It's not something that can be cured in a day or two. The arrow is too close to your shoulder bone. You have to be careful in the past three months."

It's true that it hurts muscles and bones for a hundred days.

Mo Jingchun gave a wry smile, rubbed his forehead and said, "Where is Your Majesty?"

He has been in a coma for seven days, and he has been in the palace all the time, which will definitely attract criticism.

The old doctor: "Still in the imperial study, but your Majesty is not in a good mood these days."

...that's not even "bad" at all.

In fact, the courtiers in the imperial study came here for a special purpose this time.

It is also the matter of the King of Void Huai.

Prince Xu Huai's Mansion was closed for seven days, but it was almost time to run out of ammunition and food.

If it is someone who lives in the capital all year round, maybe they will store some aged wine or food that has been placed for a long time, but King Xu Huai came from the fiefdom and settled in the palace of the king in the capital, because this is not the place where he is used to staying, Most of the daily food is bought by people.

The food he wants to eat is the freshest, and it won't suit his taste after two hours.

In this way, the purchases in Prince Xuhuai's mansion have to go out at least once a day to meet King Xuhuai's food needs.

But now, they have been sealed off for seven full days.

The food that can be eaten in the palace has been exhausted. The palace sent people out to explain to the guards two or three days ago, but those guards were cold and heartless. Quan pretended not to hear it and did not report it at all.

Only in the early morning when courtiers went to court and passed by the road in front of the gate of Prince Xuhuai's mansion did they hear the crying in Prince Xuhuai's mansion.

This took them by surprise.

In these years, this is not the first time such a thing has happened in Beijing. Once it is blocked, even the purchases in the palace will not be allowed to enter and leave. Although normal eating may not be enough, it can at least fill the stomach.

However, His Majesty's guards do not allow the Xuhuai Palace's purchases to enter or leave...

This is to starve them to death!

The old doctor probably had such a guess in his heart, but he didn't say anything in front of Mo Jingchun.

But if the old doctor didn't say anything, couldn't Mo Jingchun guess it himself?

Emperor Zhengshi's methods have always been ruthless. He was in a coma for several days, and even his father's behavior seemed out of line. Then His Majesty...

Mo Jingchun sat on the side of the bed with a pale expression, while Debai was making meals.

What he eats and drinks right now must be determined by the old doctor, and he cannot eat and drink casually.The small kitchen here in the Hall of Xianying was originally prepared for the elders who occasionally work here, and could only cook simple meals. The kitchen has been refreshed.

Debai said cautiously: "Teacher, is it not to your taste?"

Mo Jingchun's body was in unbearable pain, but he had no appetite.But seeing Debai's worried look, he forced himself to eat a few mouthfuls, and then said, "Where's Anshiwu?"

After Debai asked the old doctor, he was sure that Mo Jingchun could walk now, so he helped Mo Jingchun out of the hall.

The place where An Fifteen recuperated his wounds was in the apse. When Mo Jingchun was helped in, there was an ordinary-looking man lying on the bed.

There was still a faint smell of blood in the room, and the changed clothes were lying beside the bed, all covered with blood red.Even though the wound was sutured, it was still easy to crack if there was a slight movement.

As soon as the man saw Mo Jingchun coming in, he immediately wanted to kneel down and salute, but was stopped by Mo Jingchun.

"Lie down quickly, I should thank you."

If it weren't for An Shiwu who risked his life to save him, Mo Jingchun might not have survived.

An Shiwu has an ordinary appearance, even if he is thrown into the crowd, he may not be able to remember his appearance.

Even though he was hit by more arrows than Mo Jingchun, in fact he was able to get out of bed and walk around yesterday, and his body recovered much faster than Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun had confirmed the situation of An Shiwu with his own eyes, so he felt at ease.

Debai said: "You don't have to worry, His Majesty has always been taking care of people here."

Mo Jingchun is a protector, if An Fifteen died because of Mo Jingchun, then the master will always miss An Fifteen.

Mo Jingchun walked on the palace road, his expression was slightly pale, and he said lightly: "Now that I wake up, it is not easy to continue living in the palace." When he was sent to the Xianying Hall, Mo Jingchun was still I was a little worried, but as he had been in a coma in the palace for so many days, staying in Xianying Palace was much better than Changle Palace.

Mo Jingchun's injuries were too serious to move, which made him stay in the Xianying Hall for these days.For such a long time, there is a wide gap between living in Xianying Palace or Changle Palace.

Debai smiled wryly and said: "Don't make things difficult for your servant, this time you were seriously injured, Your Majesty has not lost his temper until now."

Mo Jingchun said amusedly: "Why do these words sound like you are burying His Majesty?"

Debai looked left and right wittily, and said helplessly: "Slave, how dare you? But right now, Princess Kongxiu is still locked in the sky prison, and there is no movement in the Xuhuai Palace. His Majesty has kept suppressing such a big matter until now. The slave is also in his heart." A little apprehensive."

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, Debai's words were indeed good.

Emperor Zhengshi has always had revenge and resentment, and Mo Jingchun was worried about what would happen when he woke up, but he didn't expect it to be so peaceful, but it was another kind of secret worry.

When Mo Jingchun returned to the hall, he found that His Majesty was already inside.

"Your Majesty." Mo Jingchun said softly, just as he stepped in, Emperor Zhengshi walked up to him, and the faint anger in his eyes made Mo Jingchun slightly stunned.

"Master's injury is still unhealed, how can he run around?"

Mo Jingchun: "Just going out for a walk, I've been lying tired for the past few days."

A few days ago, Mo Jingchun was really dangerous, but once he recovered, he had enough energy. Although the injuries on his body were serious, but the injuries were on the body, but not on the feet, and they did not hinder walking.

Emperor Zhengshi's face was a bit ugly, but it was not serious.

Looking at His Majesty's appearance, Mo Jingchun thought of Debai's words, but felt a little worried.

"Your Majesty, the old doctor has already said that the injury on my body looks serious, but I have survived it, and the rest is not serious." Mo Jingchun said while guiding Emperor Zhengshi to sit down on the seat, " You don't have to worry."

He pressed his fingers between the eyebrows of Emperor Zhengshi, smoothing away the wrinkles.

Emperor Zhengshi silently picked up Mo Jingchun and put him on the bed, "Xue Qing has already interrogated Kong Xiu."

This sudden sentence attracted Mo Jingchun's attention.

Emperor Zhengshi asked Mo Jingchun to lie down, covered him with the quilt lightly, and said indifferently: "Kong Xiu confessed that the crossbow was given to her by King Xuhuai."

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, "But King Xuhuai... shouldn't have this ability."

In recent years, Mo Jingchun is not the person who knows the situation of the clan the most, but he is bound to understand the inside story better than others.If it is possible to say that the demeanor of other princes is pretending, but the king of Xuhuai is definitely not.

He really is a coward.

"It's really necessary to check how the things got into his hands, but Kong Xiu confessed the number of people she had harmed." Emperor Zhengshi said casually, "Actually, it's not many, after all, she only got it two years ago." The king of Xu Huai loves it, and he will change it every time he gets tired of playing, and he should have harmed hundreds of people in these years."

This is just the human life she was playing with, and there are countless people who were killed casually.

Kong Xiu naturally couldn't remember the people she had killed, but the attendants around her did.

Xue Qing did not punish Kong Xiu, but the others showed no mercy.

Mo Jingchun: "What does His Majesty plan to do?"

Emperor Zhengshi looked down at Mo Jingchun, "What is Master planning to do?"

Mo Jingchun: "...handle it fairly."

These four words are so difficult for those innocent people who died unjustly. Even if they appeal to the government, no one can redress their grievances.

"it is good."

Emperor Zhengshi said calmly: "Generally speaking, when members of the royal family commit crimes, they will always pardon one or two, or change to a lighter punishment. If it is dealt with impartially, it should be broken."

Mo Jingchun said wearily: "She said that the last person whose body was dumped was thrown in a mass grave."

Emperor Zhengshi curled Mo Jingchun's hair, and said in an unhurried manner: "I sent someone there, but I still have some breath, and I was rescued."

Mo Jingchun felt relieved, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I know that there are some things, and it would be more enjoyable if I deal with them personally. However, the matter of Princess Kongxiu has involved many people. I have a word, and I hope Your Majesty will listen to it."

Emperor Zhengshi looked deeply into Mo Jingchun's eyes, "Master, don't you think the method of the widow is too cruel?"

"It is indeed cruel." Mo Jingchun clasped His Majesty's fingers, and said lightly, "Your Majesty does have evil in his heart, and sometimes it is revealed in his words and deeds. But no matter what His Majesty is, he has never been like Princess Kongxiu...isn't he ?”

Mo Jingchun couldn't agree with some words and deeds of Emperor Zhengshi, but he never believed that His Majesty was hopeless.

People like Princess Kongxiu are truly hopeless.

Mo Jingchun: "I just feel that those family members who were murdered may also want to see her fate with their own eyes."

Fairness and justice, belated justice cannot be counted, but it can also be comforted.

Emperor Zhengshi looked at Mo Jingchun's tired look, and calmly said hello.

Mo Jingchun smiled, "Thank you Your Majesty."

He knew that it was really difficult for Emperor Zhengshi to bear it, but this was the only thing Mo Jingchun wanted to do when he heard about Kong Xiu's crime.

Emperor Zhengshi looked at the master holding his finger and shaking it, and then his expression gradually became tired.

Covering Mo Jingchun's eyes with his big hand, "Go to sleep."

Mo Jingchun struggled for a while, but still fell asleep.

Emperor Zhengshi stared at Mo Jingchun, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying to the extreme, but when Mo Jingchun woke up, it was not revealed in front of him.

He didn't touch Kong Xiu.

Because before Mo Jingchun entered the palace, he sent someone to Jingzhao Mansion with his seal. From An Shisan's short words, Emperor Zhengshi could guess what Mo Jingchun was thinking.

Those killed by Kong Xiu had family and friends, but they were unable to seek justice for the victims.

justice.

This is extremely heavy for them, but it is something they will never be able to do.

Mo Jingchun wanted to seek justice for them.

Even if this is fair, it comes too late.

Mo Jingchun could always guess what Emperor Zhengshi was thinking, but how could Emperor Zhengshi not be able to guess what Mo Jingchun was thinking?

It is for this reason that Emperor Zhengshi has not moved Kong Xiu until today.

But not moving, not not being angry.

Precisely because there was nowhere to vent the violence, the entire Xuhuai Palace also suffered disaster.

Emperor Zhengshi is still curling Mo Jingchun's hair. He has been lying on the bed these days, and the black hair is not tied up. It is scattered on the bed beside the pillow, and it is rolled into big rolls or curls following the emperor's movements. into small rolls.

Beside Mo Jingchun, Emperor Zhengshi's anger had already subsided.

But this gloomy rage was not only because of King Xuhuai and Kong Xiu, but also because of Mo Jingchun.

Ever since he was injured, Mo Jingchun had been thinking about An Fifteen who was injured for him, worrying about Tao Niang and Mo Feihe at home, thinking about the emotions of Emperor Zhengshi, and also thinking about his situation in the palace. I tried to seek justice for those people who died tragically before, so that they could see the chief villain Kong Xiu executed with their own eyes...

Mo Jingchun thought so much, worried so much, as if his injury this time was really an accident, and also as if he really didn't have the slightest temper, not angry at all because of Kong Xiu's matter... No, Mo Jingchun is still angry of.

He was angry for An Shiwu's injuries, and for those people who died in vain.

But not alone.

Emperor Zhengshi pulled Mo Jingchun's hair a little harder, and even when he was asleep, he couldn't help showing a slightly painful expression.The emperor let go of his fingers and said to himself: "I don't believe that my master has no love or hatred..."

At least Mo Jingchun has feelings for him.

But why not hate?

Emperor Zhengshi's complexion was distorted and sullen in an instant, and he looked at the sleeping Mo Jingchun with strange eyes, his eyes seemed to be soaked with paranoid venom.If it was someone else, Emperor Zhengshi was afraid that he would reprimand him for not fighting, but when it fell on Mo Jingchun, he only felt inexplicably flustered.

Evil people always live more freely than good people.

However, what Mo Jingchun thought and the way he walked was always impartial.

So that sometimes, Emperor Zhengshi was even a little afraid.

He closed his eyes, as if there were countless sounds of gold and iron horses in his ears, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood twisted into strange shadows, falling into dreams every night.It's just that no matter how difficult it is, it will be nothing but a phantom after all.

The more Mo Jingchun was like this, the more Emperor Zhengshi couldn't cross over.

Emperor Zhengshi opened his eyes again, as if the gloomy darkness was inhabiting in front of him.

The emperor stared at the obscure and rich dark color for a long time.

He said silently: "...he's not there."

Emperor Zhengshi casually lowered his head, staring at Mo Jingchun's messy black hair.

He is here.

In an instant, Emperor Zhengshi stepped out of the palace gate, said with a cold face: "Go to Xuhuai Palace."

Liu Hao: "Here!"

For the emperor, this is just a matter of a moment.

Today's Xuhuai Palace is surrounded by countless guards, but even the birds are silent.

When Emperor Zhengshi stepped into Prince Xuhuai's mansion, the concierge staggered and knelt down on the ground, but he looked at it as if nothing had happened, stepped on the somewhat withered courtyard, and said casually: "Where is King Xuhuai?"

His voice was calm, but the person kneeling in front of him couldn't help but began to tremble.

They are afraid.

Emperor Zhengshi raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the palace behind the porter, as if he was feeling this silent palace. After a long time, he suddenly showed a strange look.