Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

"Let me go, come down."

When Zhang Qianzhao got into the carriage, he was almost thrown out by Yuan Heming's rough movements.

Suddenly woke up.

Zhang Qianzhao struggled to climb up, covered his mouth and lay flat in the carriage. After a while, when Yuan Heming climbed up, he shrank his legs to let him pass.

He closed his eyes and was silent for a while, then grabbed Yuan Heming, "What are you doing?"

Yuan Heming held the position of being caught by him in a stalemate for a while, wiped his face, sat down again, and said quietly, "If I hit the mandarin duck with a stick, will the mandarin duck kill me?"

Zhang Qianzhao snorted and laughed, "Who are you thinking of beating mandarin ducks for? You can't say mandarin ducks, and you can't care about you at all."

Yuan Heming gritted his teeth and said, "But..."

"Don't think about it." Zhang Qianzhao closed his eyes and let out a strong smell of alcohol, "No one can tell the honey of the other and the arsenic of oneself."

Yuan Heming knew that Zhang Qianzhao was not awake at all.

After he got drunk, he had this kind of virtue, and he would ramble on about some very instructive words, but when he woke up the next day, he himself didn't remember any of it.

Yuan Heming hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down cross-legged, raised the curtain of the car and looked outside.

The carriage moved and was going out.

Yuan Heming sighed, and said helplessly, "I just...sometimes feel that it's too dangerous." Even what he's doing now is an outrageous thing.

But Yuan Heming didn't take it seriously.

If he doesn't do it, someone else will do it.

Yuan Heming is not irreplaceable.

It's just that he is more suitable, and some people are even more inappropriate.

However, Mo Jingchun...is irreplaceable.

He was sitting in the carriage, looking at the passing scenery, his face was a little ugly.

I don't know what happened to Mo Jingchun now.

... Now, Mo Jingchun is indeed a little embarrassed.

He spent too much time in the house, and he never expected that it was already midnight. He originally planned to leave early, at least stepping on the timeline, but he didn't expect that when he was in a hurry to run away, he happened to be at the right time. .Before he could even utter a word, he fell limply on the ground, and the pain of sobbing burned him, making him so embarrassed that he almost rolled on the ground.

...It was really, too painful, too weird, an incomparably weird touch.

He clearly knew that that person was Gong Yeqi, but it seemed that there were countless hands bound him, and all the extreme bursts of the moment burned Mo Jingchun's reason, making him sob even though he blocked his mouth with his fingers, almost to cry out.

He heard footsteps.

The steps are slow, like a lurking beast, hunting its prey.

Mo Jingchun was terrified.

He was the rabbit about to be preyed upon.

In front of him, behind him, under his body, and... disorderly joy washed over his body, almost completely tearing Mo Jingchun apart, allowing him to be exposed to the emperor's fiery eyes.

"Do not."

Mo Jingchun said hastily, the whole person has been hugged by Gong Yeqi.

Before he could react, the outer shirt had already been thrown on him, wrapping Mo Jingchun up, and then taking advantage of the darkness, Gong Yeqi stepped on the window sill and jumped down lightly.

Mo Jingchun grabbed Gong Yeqi's clothes in pain and joy, and subconsciously said, "...the bill hasn't been settled yet."

Gongye laughed angrily, carried Mo Jingchun into the Mo family's carriage grandly, and said coldly to Wei Yi, "Go to Dongfu."

Wei Yi stiffly grabbed the rein and then the whip.

After giving the order, Gong Yeqi looked down at Mo Jingchun, and said fiercely, "Master will only remember these things... for this weirdness, you actually hid from me for a few days?"

The body in his arms trembled continuously, whimpering, as if unable to speak.

But Gong Yeqi didn't care, he stroked Mo Jingchun's sweat-stained forehead, and laughed softly, "Someone will take care of the aftermath, but Master, I have to stay and talk about the problem between you and the widow... "Mo Jingchun could hardly listen to Gong Yeqi's words, just grabbed his lapel, warm tears had invaded the emperor's clothes, he really wanted to cry.

Uncomfortable, ashamed, disordered, as if being captured by an invisible... Even though he knew that it was His Majesty's previous touch, Mo Jingchun's waist still dodged subconsciously, as if to avoid the previous fierce movement.When he didn't feel it, no matter how His Majesty moved, Mo Jingchun didn't feel it, but the sudden sensation of touch almost drove him crazy!

Gong Yeqi's eyes became more and more treacherous, staring at Mo Jingchun's appearance, as if he was weighing how to eat this piece of fat.

At least, the current emperor still thinks so.

But half an hour later, Dongfu.

Mo Jingchun was already tired and fell asleep, while Gong Yeqi looked at his sleeping face and fell silent.

This kind of thing, when one person is happy, the other person will not feel it until midnight tomorrow... What is it?

Withered, but not withered.

Gongyeqi touched Mo Jingchun's waist sadly, and was patted by the half-asleep master, and then plunged his head into his arms half-impatiently while aggrieved, holding him so that he wouldn't move. .

He was too tired, and the burst of frenzy almost burned all his defenses.

Gong Yeqi's eager heart was also photographed, and he fell asleep holding Mo Jingchun reluctantly.

The next day, Wei Yi secretly brought back Mo Jingchun's court clothes.

He sat in Zongzheng Temple with a headache, but his face was expressionless.

Even though the acme in the middle of the night almost broke Mo Jingchun, His Majesty's subsequent actions...in fact, he didn't feel much for Mo Jingchun, that is, tonight, he would have to face that kind of pain again.

Yes, in Mo Jingchun's opinion, that was indeed pain.

Totally out of control, unable to hold on to itself, like a boat being lapped by a wave.

"Zong Zhengqing..."

Mo Jingchun came back to his senses, and after listening to the briefing from the little official outside, he realized that it was Yuan Heming who had come.

"Please come in."

Yuan Heming walked into the house wearing an official robe, looked Mo Jingchun up and down, and said with a smile, "I have something important to come over."

Why such a helpless expression?

Mo Jingchun laughed, "How afraid are you of my talking?"

Yuan Heming: "Do you usually scold me less often? I came this time because I wanted to tell you about something last night, but I didn't make it clear." If it wasn't for His Majesty's sudden appearance, this should be what Yuan Heming would have said a long time ago.

Mo Jingchun asked someone to serve tea, and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

It was rare for him to see Yuan Heming look so serious.

Yuan Heming sat down, took a sip of warm tea, and then said unhurriedly, "Do you remember the Muhuai princess who left Beijing a few days ago?"

Mo Jingchun nodded, "It's not necessarily a bad thing for her to go back with her life under attack."

With the imperial court soldiers and horses in front, Qinghe's forces have been hit hard, and now Mu Huai is going back, and it is not considered dangerous.And with the matter of King Xu Huai in front, Princess Muhuai will have a way out when she goes back, otherwise in the capital...

Yuan Heming: "That's what I said, but when Kong Xiu had an accident, she was the first to find Jingzhao Mansion, even faster than the palace. Do you know why?"

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by that?"

Yuan Heming said unhurriedly, "You have been targeted by her for a long time. Who among the dignitaries in the capital has never heard of the name of King Xuhuai? Who would want such a ridiculous natal family? A man of the right age will In order to avoid King Xuhuai's recruiting son-in-law, they rushed to get engaged, but they found another way to give birth to the Muhuai princess.

"Since you can't find a man of the right age, it's okay to have an older one."

Long before Kong Xiu's unexpected encounter, Mu Huai had been planning an "encounter" related to Mo Jingchun, but he didn't expect that before it took shape, it would collide with West Street and completely turn into a phantom.

Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "This matter is over, why bring it up again?"

Yuan Heming: "Didn't I come here specifically to tell you so that you won't make a fuss? Another thing is that although the encounter between Kong Xiu and you on West Street was an accident, it wasn't entirely an accident. I suspect that it was Someone specially led her there."

Mo Jingchun said unhurriedly, "The first part of yours is a bit off-putting, but the second part is a bit off-putting. If Kong Xiu was lured there, then if you dare to ask her to conflict with me, it will inevitably happen. something?"

Even if someone knew about Kong Xiu's interests and Mo Jingchun's frequent trips to West Street, but that day Mo Jingchun's trip was random and no one knew about it in advance.Moreover, the time he went was not the time he usually likes to go, even if he bumped into him, it might not be that Kong Xiu would be interested in him...

There are so many uncertainties here that it is hard to predict.

Yuan Heming "It's precisely because of this that I didn't have any doubts at first." He scratched his head. Compared with his steady posture, this movement revealed a bit of childishness, "But after investigation, those days, because of the Xuhuai Palace's Bad reputation, in fact, no noble lady is willing to get close to them at all, and no one even specifically mentions West Street to her.

"That's right, the pastry shop on West Street is indeed famous in the capital, but it's just a decoration, even compared to the preferences of noble girls, it seems too common, and it's not worth mentioning at all... At least, it won't be on the table. Mention it. At least the handkerchief must be handed over before you can mention such a private matter. After all, it is enough to eat at home to satisfy your hunger, and you will not yell about liking the milk cake or other things outside... Who is that, Tell Kong Xiu about this?"

Yuan Heming turned an accident into a confusing puzzle after he peeled it off like this.

Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment, then said quietly, "Your Majesty has not been informed about this."

If Yuan Heming had already told His Majesty, he would not be sitting here at this time.

Yuan Heming "Since you know, why ask me?"

Mo Jingchun patted Yuan Heming's shoulder, "Thank you, but you don't have to hide what you should tell for me. According to His Majesty's sensitivity, you can hide it from him once or twice at most, and he will be able to detect it immediately."

Yuan Heming smiled and said, "I will enter the palace later."

Mo Jingchun nodded, the two talked about other things, stayed for a while, and Yuan Heming left.

Mo Jingchun looked at the empty doorway, and said softly, "Mingchun King, was he so active in the past?" He only talked about the things that might happen in the ghostly explanations and the few dreams he had. Knowing that... even though it was just a dream, he still had a strange feeling, maybe...

He raised his eyebrows, and before waiting for the ghost to answer, he said again, "According to what you said, it has changed so much, why do you still exist?"

Although the current Emperor Zhengshi is indeed still unstable, His Majesty has tended to be introverted recently. Except for occasional extremes, at least King Qin and Kong Xiu's matter has been tolerated, and he did not do anything to Mu Huai.

... Although Yuan Heming was convinced that he had concealed it, Mo Jingchun felt that His Majesty should have known about it.

For a person like him, it is impossible that only Yuan Heming, headed by Yuan Heming, is responsible for the investigation, and several teams are intertwined in one place, so that they can discover clues that are difficult to find.

When King Mingchun died at the side of the kings Qingjun, he was shot by stray arrows on the battlefield

Mo Jingchun "..."

This is too...

Before he asked, he really didn't expect such a result.

So, long ago, King Mingchun should have passed away by accident, but he didn't expect that King Mingchun, who survived, would also be a rebel leader?

The system self-inspection is completed, confirming that the main task has not been completed, please continue to be patient with the host

Mo Jingchun showed a little helplessness, but he didn't expect the spirit to answer him so solemnly.But since there is still no solution to this matter at the moment, Mo Jingchun does not intend to continue to worry, but before Mo Jingchun buried his head, he heard the ghost continue to say.

Unknown smell detected...

checking……

checking……

The detection is complete, congratulations to the host, the breath has been captured

After testing, when the system appeared a few years ago, the consciousness of the people of later generations appeared along with a mistake, and now it is possessing Chen Wenxiu.However, after inspection, the consciousness has no afterlife memory, only some incomplete knowledge

Mo Jingchun stood up abruptly.

He has always regarded the spirit monster as a monster, and thought that what it said was absurd...but he didn't completely believe it.But no matter what, Mo Jingchun has never thought about this so-called later life, it will be true!

That is too illusory, living in the present, but looking forward to the long river of the future that is unknown when?

Mo Jingchun froze for a moment, and suddenly caught a flash of thought.

"So, the strange crossbow, King Mingchun's excessive attention to the princess, and the large demand for ore... the consequences of these have never been seen before?"

Exactly

Mo Jingchun clutched his forehead, what a ridiculous thing this is.

However, if one were to examine it carefully, the source still fell on Gongyeqi.

He said softly, "Are you trying to help, or are you doing a disservice?"

Jingguai seemed a little aggrieved.

The main task line of the system has not changed

There was a little pitifulness in the inorganic voice.

Mo Jingchun sighed, but couldn't say anything.Speaking of which, if such a big change hadn't happened, Gongyeqi would have gone crazy long before he ascended the throne. Thinking about it this way, the number of killings would have been much less.

At least no mountains and rivers will be broken, unstoppable misery.

But thinking of the current internal crisis, he didn't give in too much.

It is too much publicity for Ge Yingong to inspire this person.

He will never take an extra step for a distance that can be covered in one step.

In fact, all his patience was probably spent on Mo Jingchun.

In the afternoon, Mo Jingchun entered the palace.

Walking on the familiar palace road, Mo Jingchun paused when he passed the Nanhua Gate, but saw the First Prince turning from the Jiaotai Hall, and several people standing behind him.In addition to those who obviously looked like maids of honor, there was also a tall man.

When Mo Jingchun bowed to the eldest prince to salute, the tall slender man moved away.

The eldest prince also returned the salute, and said softly, "Zong Zhengqing, this is the master who teaches me now, Zheng Mingchun."

Mo Jingchun laughed softly, "I have heard that Gu Liufang's closed-door disciple of the Great Confucianism is exceptionally talented and knowledgeable, but seeing him now, he is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people."

Zheng Mingchun's beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked, carefully sizing up the rumored Mo Jingchun.

When Mo Jingchun said such polite words, somehow there was a kind of sincerity that was different from ordinary people, as if he said it sincerely.This feeling made Zheng Mingchun laugh.

"Zong Zhengqing is the famous one, I'm sorry."

He bowed slightly towards Mo Jingchun.

Apart from this master, the First Prince was not accompanied by anyone else.The two children who were selected as attendants have not officially entered the palace yet, and it may take a few days before they are truly confirmed.

The eldest prince said calmly, "Zong Zhengqing entered the palace this time to meet His Majesty?"

Mo Jingchun: "Exactly."

The First Prince didn't have much contact with Mo Jingchun, except for that one time in the Mo Mansion and the East Mansion, he had never seen him again.The two of them actually had nothing to talk about, but the First Prince chatted a lot with Mo Jingchun uncharacteristically, until before he was about to leave, he casually said, "Tao Niang, are you okay?"

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips and smiled, no matter how mature the eldest prince is, sometimes he will inadvertently reveal his immature side.

Mo Jingchun: "A few days ago, I was greedy for cold, so I had a fever. But these days, I have recovered, but I still have some cough."

The eldest prince seemed to know that Mo Jingchun had read his mind, nodded hastily, and led Zheng Mingchun away in a hurry.The direction to go, it seems to be the Hall of Encouragement.

The eldest prince is not studying in the Encouragement Hall, but it is one of the places in the palace that has the largest collection of ancient books.It is normal to go there occasionally for the sake of reading.

Mo Jingchun shook his head, didn't think any more, and continued walking forward.

It's just that after he left this palace road, the big and small ones who had gone farther and farther towards the Quanxue Hall were still chatting about Mo Jingchun.

At this moment, Zheng Mingchun and the First Prince were walking in front, and those palace officials were standing far behind.

Zheng Mingchun, "Zong Zhengqing seems to be quite special in the palace?"

The eldest prince said half-heartedly, "He saved His Majesty in the Jiaotai Palace before, and then he was drawn by His Majesty's blood, which is naturally special."

Zheng Mingchun smiled, "More than that, you noticed just now that Mo Jingchun walked alone in the palace."

The eldest prince paused for a moment, before realizing what Zheng Mingchun meant, and then he heard him continue to say, "All ministers, no matter how high or low, if they enter the palace, they must be greeted and guided by their servants. This is out of respect and prudence. No matter how close your majesty is to foreign ministers, they are all outsiders to the royal family..."

The First Prince reacted abruptly.

All ministers who enter the palace must carry a waist card, and when they enter the palace, there will be a servant to escort them all the way to Changle Palace or the Imperial Study Room.As for the Xianying Hall, there are other ways, but it is not as leisurely and natural as Mo Jingchun, like strolling leisurely in his backyard.

And on that palace road, not far away, there are guards standing guard.

However, he didn't see them stopping Mo Jingchun at all.

This shows that Mo Jingchun's behavior is "should", "natural", and "ordinary" in the hearts of the guards in the palace, but this normality is the biggest abnormality.

A strange thought slipped through the First Prince's mind, but at his current age, he couldn't figure it out.

Zheng Mingchun didn't want the eldest prince to continue to think too much, he just came to teach, but he didn't intend to put his life on the line, and he didn't want to interfere with the royal family's secrets. Instead, he said with a smile, "But just now His Highness asked about Girl, could it be... that the eldest prince is talking to the girl..."

The eldest prince said blankly, "My prince is only five years old."

What is he thinking!

The eldest prince just liked Tao Niang's aura a little bit, that kind of gentle and calm power really calmed his slightly gloomy heart.Sometimes after pretending for a long time, it seems that the mask has become real, and I can't take it off, and I don't want to move.But that short day's experience really gave him an illusion of liberation.

It's as if he is really... just like an ordinary person who can laugh happily, complain in private, and resolve things he doesn't like together without any burden.

The eldest prince has never had such a feeling.

Tao Niang regards him as an interesting little friend, doesn't he think Tao Niang is also a very good person?

That's why he really disliked Zheng Mingchun's way of speaking.

Just like when he accidentally overheard the conversation between His Majesty and the imperial grandmother in the palace, he was indifferent and ruthless when he regarded the daughter of the Mo family as meat on the scale, and only made deals...

Wait!

The eldest prince frowned suddenly, combined with Zheng Mingchun's words just now, and reminiscent of the conversation between the emperor's grandmother and His Majesty at that time, why, why did he suddenly mention the daughter of the Mo family's mansion when discussing Zhengshi Emperor's lover?

He knew that Emperor Zhengshi never thought of asking him to succeed him, but why did he want him and Mo's daughter...

If the First Prince were a few years older, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the entanglements he has today.

On that side, the team heading to the Hall of Encouraging Learning was full of confusion, while Mo Jingchun, who appeared in front of Changle Palace, felt a little helpless.

"what did you say?"

Liu Hao said cautiously, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that he doesn't want to see you."

Mo Jingchun stood outside the door, feeling amused in his heart.

Before he even had time to think about the possibility of His Majesty liking the new and disliking the old, he had already thought of what happened last night.

Your Majesty... seemed extremely frustrated last night.

Even though Mo Jingchun was already unbelievably soft after relieving the extreme pain, and he was always able to answer the questions of Emperor Zhengshi, but this kind of strange punishment, if it has not been tested, is really difficult to use. language description.

... Therefore, after Emperor Zhengshi tried, he also tried to experience unprecedented setbacks.

Mo Jingchun didn't respond.

No matter what Emperor Zhengshi did, Mo Jingchun didn't feel anything, His Majesty was by his side like a block of air.No matter how caressing the air... Mo Jingchun was left at a loss.

Even if he knew the reason, this staggered time seemed to have hit His Majesty's self-confidence invisibly.Mo Jingchun remembered amusedly that before he was about to get sleepy because of boredom, he even heard His Majesty muttering in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself or burying him, "Why..." Mo Jingchun said All the shame is gone, I wish I could pass out like this, and no longer see His Majesty and the little brother loving each other, and rubbing each other very hard.

Mo Jingchun is very aware that His Majesty will "repay" all of these "unresponsive" actions towards him in the end!

... But no matter what, His Majesty's actions are pitiful and cute.

Mo Jingchun reproached himself for not being firm in his heart, while pursing his lips to hold back a smile.

Liu Hao obviously saw through Mo Jingchun's restrained smile, his eyes were confused and surprised, "Zong Zhengqing, you are..." He didn't dare to speak out, so he waved his hands up and down, as if asking him Not angry?

Liu Hao never expected that one day, he would actually hear a sentence from His Majesty not to let Mo Jingchun enter the palace... Could it be that His Majesty really lost interest no matter how fanatical he was? one day?

It's just that such a guess is too cruel for Mo Jingchun.

Liu Hao had personally witnessed Mo Jingchun's efforts to resist before, but after Mo Jingchun finally agreed under His Majesty's method of half coercion and half softening... It's only been a few years?

Mo Jingchun suppressed that smile, then showed a serious face, and said calmly, "Minister, please go in again, and tell your majesty, if you refuse to see me, I will wait outside. "

He showed a gentle smile at Liu Hao, "If His Majesty doesn't see you, I won't leave."

According to the usual habit, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Hao to disobey His Majesty's order.

But the person standing in front of him was Mo Jingchun.

Liu Hao gritted his teeth and thought about it, then turned around and went in again.

After a while, Mo Jingchun didn't wait for Liu Hao, but he waited for a mournful Emperor Zhengshi. The emperor stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, looked at Mo Jingchun through a threshold, and said in a low tone, "Master, come to see the jokes of the widows?"

Mo Jingchun was both funny and helpless, "You're right...couldn't the person who was laughed at be a minister?"

Thinking of this, Mo Jingchun couldn't help but sigh.

Whoever was caught last night fiddling with the job up and down, rubbing it while staring at it, and saying things like "why didn't respond", "really not good", "interesting", etc., he would be fine ?

Mo Jingchun almost wanted to move his hands... If it wasn't for the curious and pitiful look in His Majesty's eyes...

Mo Jingchun scolded herself in her heart, why is she so soft-hearted?

To be soft-hearted towards His Majesty is to be cruel to yourself!

Emperor Zhengshi was silent for a while, and dragged Mo Jingchun in with no expression on his face.That movement was swift and violent, as if he was not the one who said that he didn't want to see Mo Jingchun. Even though Mo Jingchun had no sense of His Majesty's grasp, when he was dragged over by Emperor Zhengshi, he staggered, and then Subconsciously crossed the threshold of the palace gate and followed His Majesty into Changle Palace.

There were several stacks of memorials on the soft floor in the hall, and some were randomly thrown on the ground.

It seemed that His Majesty disliked him during the correction just now. In the corner of the hall, there was still a cold soothing fragrance. After Mo Jingchun stepped into the hall, Mo Jingchun couldn't restrain himself from relaxing this familiar aura.

This tranquilizing fragrance mixed with His Majesty's breath has already become Mo Jingchun's most familiar scent.

Mo Jingchun, "This time I come here, I have something to play."

He spoke with a serious voice, but Emperor Zhengshi was not serious.

He said, "Is it more serious than what happened last night?"

Mo Jingchun's forehead was about to pop out of veins, and he said every word, "Anything is more important than last night."

Emperor Zhengshi got Mo Jingchun's stare, and then he became more serious. The two sat down softly, and Liu Hao quickly asked someone to change the tea, and there were several plates of pastries placed in the center of the table.

Mo Jingchun noticed very keenly that there was a plate of milk cake in the middle.

Mo Jingchun "..."

His eyes said it all.

Emperor Zhengshi smiled and said, "It's just that I miss this taste a little bit, Master will not dislike it, right?"

Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment, and silently took a piece to eat.

It's delicious, but it's still delicious.

It's still the same taste.

It's not a good thing if it's new, the taste is the same as before, but it's the same good.

When Mo Jingchun was eating cakes and tea, he silently told His Majesty what the ghost said.

He is always like this when it comes to things involving spirits and monsters. He won't say much, but he won't hide them either. Especially Emperor Zhengshi has a slightly weird temper. He doesn't seem to be curious about where the spirits appear.Compared to the ghosts identified by His Majesty... perhaps Mo Jingchun is more suitable.

Especially after Mo Jingchun grew a rabbit tail and a raccoon tail, for a while, Mo Jingchun suspected that Emperor Zhengshi's eyes were stuck to his tailbone, as if he had been regretting why Mo Jingchun didn't Tail.

...Humans don't have tails!

After saying that, Mo Jingchun had already eaten another piece of taro cake.

This should be the handwriting of the palace.

The pastries in the palace are always made sweeter, but at some point, Emperor Zhengshi had an unusual preference for sweet pastries.The softer and sweeter the pastry, the more he likes it.The emperor's preference for food will naturally affect the taste of the imperial dining room. Over time, the taste of the pastry will become sweeter and sweeter.

After Mo Jingchun ate a piece, it felt sticky in his throat, and he hurriedly downed a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, don't you think this pastry is too sticky?"

he said casually.

Emperor Zhengshi said, "Isn't this just right?"

Mo Jingchun saw His Majesty throwing a piece of pastry into his mouth, his sharp eyebrows showed an ambiguous smile, "Master, don't you think these pastries are very similar to Master?"

Mo Jingchun turned to observe these pastries, what do they look like?

All of them looked soft and chubby, if this is what they look like, then Mo Jingchun might start to doubt what he really looks like in His Majesty's mind.

Emperor Zhengshi's eyes were dark, and he looked at Mo Jingchun strangely, like a light left alone in the dark, because it was too precious, so he saw it with great fascination, as if a light would turn on inadvertently. When it is extinguished, there will be endless terror shrouded in an instant.

sweetness.

Mo Jingchun is of course sweet.

Every time he licked his flesh, Emperor Zhengshi had to suppress his impulsive desire, fearing that if he lost control, he would really swallow Mo Jingchun.When he stood in the hall and scolded King Xu Huai angrily, the evil beast in his heart was mocking in a low voice, why wasn't he like this?What he wants to do to Mo Jingchun may be more terrifying, or even more out of control.

...Especially at this moment when Mo Jingchun couldn't feel him.

No matter how Emperor Zhengshi touched Mo Jingchun, there was no way to make Mo Jingchun feel something, and even because of that hot head, Mo Jingchun seemed to be watching a play helplessly at those times.

He did see with his own eyes Mo Jingchun's loss of control after that, but the price he paid was to shield Mo Jingchun from all his feelings for him.

... Is this a punishment for Mo Jingchun, or a punishment for him?

Mo Jingchun probably thought that Emperor Zhengshi never cared where the ghosts on him came from.

However, Emperor Zhengshi didn't care.

He just saw through Mo Jingchun's fear of this matter.

From the beginning when his master tried hard to hide it, and then he was forced to reveal it in front of the emperor, from the beginning to the end, Mo Jingchun harbored an indistinguishable fear.

Such a ridiculous thing happened to Mo Jingchun, and he was alone.

But at first, Emperor Zhengshi rejoiced despicably.

Rejoicing... Mo Jingchun couldn't escape the shackles.

This spirit exists for a day, which means that Mo Jingchun can never leave him.

That's spirits, so what about monsters?

If Mo Jingchun wants to suck his energy, then just give it.

Emperor Zhengshi thought "faintly and senselessly".

But the two really had feelings for each other, and now that they are so close, Emperor Zhengshi has another gloomy desire to destroy the existence of spirits.

He didn't like the feeling that Mo Jingchun was being controlled.

Even if the spirit was to help him, it couldn't contain the twisted evil thoughts that surged up in the emperor's heart.

Emperor Zhengshi's fingers were still on the back of Mo Jingchun's neck, and he held it firmly. He knew that Mo Jingchun didn't feel anything, so he did it more wantonly, tickling Mo Jingchun's extremely sensitive skin. The back of the neck, said casually, "Since that woman is so important, then kill her."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "When King Mingchun left, although you didn't notice anything strange about him, you still sent someone to follow?"

Emperor Zhengshi said lazily, "Although the widow did not really order the kings to leave after that, there are only a few people who dare to leave early. Either they are extremely bold, or there are other reasons. Whether it is Either way, it is right to keep up. As for the reason given by King Mingchun, it is very ironic, saying that the old concubine is not feeling well and needs to go home early."

Mo Jingchun "...that's the reason for his subordinate Yang Tianhe."

Emperor Zhengshi smiled, "That's all from top to bottom."

The sense of urgency was better with King Mingchun still following His Majesty's people, but Mo Jingchun pondered for a moment, and then said, "Your Majesty, I remember that digging mines requires permission from the imperial court, and there are enough private mines. Not many. According to the appearance of this thing, if it is to be mass-produced, it will require a lot of raw materials. This is not enough for the capital, so..."

"So it is necessary to thoroughly investigate the mining industry, follow the map, and dig out where he is most likely to hide this booming manufacturing site."

Emperor Zhengshi took it up.

Mo Jingchun nodded.

When His Majesty should be serious, he is very serious.

The two got together for half an hour, and when Mo Jingchun left, his little calculations started to scramble, and now his countdown time looks a little better.

16:12:54

If you stay with His Majesty for two or three more days, this punishment is not impossible to survive.

After all, even the time for physical hugs counts.

Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief.

After Mo Jingchun left, Emperor Zhengshi's face turned completely gloomy, revealing a sense of terror.Spirits, afterlife, consciousness, strange crossbows... He clapped his hands and called the dark guard out.

The emperor showed an extremely terrifying smile, there was no warmth in the smile, but it looked like a twisted madman only found in purgatory, and said softly, "Send an additional team to capture Princess Mingchun.

"Twist off the limbs, cut off anywhere, don't need to be complete."

The methods he didn't use on Mo Jingchun may not be able to use them on Princess Mingchun.With King Mingchun's kindness, it might be possible to cruelly destroy this useful person before being robbed, but Emperor Zhengshi didn't care.

Just being alive and being able to talk is enough.

As for bringing back a person, or half a person... What's the difference?

Right now, Emperor Zhengshi was churning with countless cruel thoughts, and it became more and more difficult to contain the aura that gradually dissipated after Mo Jingchun left.

He closed his eyes, and said to himself treacherously, "If this goes on like this, I'm afraid Master will find out."

Liu Hao stood not far away, and said softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to..."

As soon as Emperor Zhengshi waved his hand, Liu Hao immediately fell silent.

In recent days, Emperor Zhengshi's strict demands on "quietness" have reached the extreme.

Outside the palace road, Debai, who was protecting Mo Jingchun and going out, saw Zong Zhengqing stop, looking back at the palace that was gradually being thrown away behind him, and turned to look at him, showing an unusually warm smile.

"Debai, I have some questions, please answer them."

Seeing Mo Jingchun's smile, Debai suddenly shivered for some reason.