Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

When Liu Hao was called over by the Queen Mother, his heart was pounding, and he didn't know why the Queen Mother wanted him.

In the first two years, Liu Hao and the Queen Mother were almost at odds. Although he was powerful in front of Emperor Zhengshi, he didn't dare to get too far away from the Queen Mother.Seeing that His Majesty and the Queen Mother were very angry when they were angry, but if someone rushed into the Queen Mother, His Majesty would be really violent and violent, and he would kill him fiercely.

Because the relationship between the Empress Dowager and Her Majesty has eased in the past two years, he, the servant, must of course follow closely. This back and forth, the number of times he went to the Empress Dowager's palace increased.Most of them were called by the Queen Mother to ask about His Majesty's situation. Occasionally, they were reprimanded, but it was normal.

This time today, Liu Hao had already guessed what the empress dowager meant before he even walked into the empress dowager's palace.

Sure enough, when Liu Hao entered the palace gate, he heard the queen mother asking, "A few days ago, Aijia remembered that King Qinghe had entered the palace, but what happened?"

It is impossible to say that the Queen Mother is completely ignorant.

Letting Liu Hao come is just to ask him what he said, to see what is going on.

Liu Hao leaned back, looking calm and relaxed, but his mouth was bitter, "Your Majesty ordered Mo Shangshu to kill King Qinghe."

In front of the empress dowager, he would not talk too much, but he would answer all questions.

The queen mother had already guessed that King Qinghe was killed by Emperor Zhengshi, but Liu Hao gave another explanation, which surprised people.The queen mother frowned, staring at Liu Hao with her eyes, and said sternly: "Mo Jingchun is restrained and cautious, let alone such things that trample on the law, it is almost impossible for him to do more things that go beyond the rules. .

"How could he kill King Qinghe?"

What the queen mother meant by this, I'm afraid she was not asking for secret information.

Liu Hao said dryly: "Your Majesty forced Mo Shangshu's hand to kill King Qinghe."

Look, Liu Hao just added a few more words to make the whole sentence completely different from before.

The Queen Mother's heart skipped a beat, she pinched her long and beautiful fingers into the handkerchief, and said in confusion: "Liu Hao, don't you want to fool Ai Jia, Your Majesty is very good, why did you let Mo Jingchun do such evil deeds?"

It's easy to say, this is also the confusion in Liu Hao's heart.

Normally, when His Majesty goes crazy, it doesn't happen to the Master, but this time, Mo Jingchun was so angry that the two of them didn't say it was a cold war, at least the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.And Liu Hao, as Emperor Zhengshi's "accomplice", at this moment can't talk nicely with Mo Jingchun as before, and can only wander between the two in embarrassment.

Emperor Zhengshi's mood has been a little irritable recently, and Liu Hao is afraid that His Majesty will lose control suddenly, and if he does it again, it will be really fatal.

Seeing that Liu Hao hesitated and couldn't give an explanation, the queen mother frowned immediately, with anger in her eyes, "The emperor usually said that no one should be released by his side, but now it's a good thing, you are the only one left in front of you." Aijia asked You, you can't make a dull fart with three sticks, what use are you for?"

"Queen, there is only such a useful person beside my child. If you call him over, won't it mean that there is no one else available?" Zhengshi Emperor's voice came from far to near, leisurely drifting from outside the door. came in.

Debai was following behind him step by step, not daring to raise his head.

The Empress Dowager glared at Emperor Zhengshi who came to the palace wearing a crown, pressed her long nails on the lapel of his clothes, and said with her hands covering her heart: "The Ai family will scare the emperor to death one day." Of course, it is possible to die of anger.

Emperor Zhengshi laughed loudly and said: "The queen mother can't say that, my child is still looking forward to your long-term success!"

The queen mother was amused by Emperor Zhengshi's words. After all, she was not as depressed as before. She sighed and said, "Isn't it going to become an old witch after a long time? What age should be, so what age is it. The emperor is Come tell me, what happened to what Liu Hao said?"

No matter how much she disliked the emperor and Mo Jingchun's messing around, she could tell that this matter had nothing to do with Mo Jingchun.

The root cause still lies in Emperor Zhengshi.

Emperor Zhengshi's dark eyes were full of smiles, and he said with great interest: "Since when did the queen become so interested in the master? It's a pity that the master is angry with widows these days, but he doesn't want to come into the palace."

The emperor's words sounded angry, but the queen mother didn't see much resentment from the emperor.

More like... a tone of joy and joy.

The Empress Dowager almost thought that she had made a mistake, and said a little strangely: "Look at Ai, the Emperor doesn't look unhappy at all. Could it be..."

Emperor Zhengshi: "The widow just wants to avenge the Master himself." He said bluntly.

The Empress Dowager was really angry, "There are thousands of ways, why do you use this one?"

Emperor Zhengshi said calmly: "There are thousands of ways, and I will use this trick." The dark eyes slowly raised, and they were abnormally deep, as if revealing a dark and terrifying dark color, "Mother, if one What if a person is flawed?"

The conversation before and after this was very different.

The Empress Dowager seemed to feel something, frowned and said, "What does the Emperor want to say?"

Emperor Zhengshi stretched out a hand towards the Queen Mother, revealing his well-defined fingers. The pale fingers were cold, looking luxurious and extravagant, but he didn't know that this hand could easily cut off the bones and cut off the vitality.

"The hand of the widow can hold the master or Liu Hao, but no matter who it is, it is not as suitable as the master. Does the queen mother know why?"

The queen mother is so smart, after Emperor Zhengshi's words, her face changed slightly, she stared at the emperor's finger and said nothing.

She sneered, "You have a lot of running-in conflicts with him."

Emperor Zhengshi withdrew his hand, pressed his big hand on the armrest, and said casually: "But even so, he is the most suitable one."

no one else.

The queen mother was silent, she could hear the metaphor of Emperor Zhengshi.

The ruler is short, and the inch is long. If you want to fit with the other side, it is the corresponding length.

There are gaps in each other and complement each other.

"The emperor is so coercive, because he ignored Mo Jingchun's meaning," the queen mother said lightly, "Earlier, the emperor said that he wanted Mo Jingchun to live more freely, but now, the emperor, you are the one who makes Mo Jingchun feel more comfortable. He's the most uncomfortable person."

"Ha ha."

Emperor Zhengshi laughed lightly, but there was a strange sense of satisfaction in that clear laughter.

"Master, you can also make people scratch their hearts and lungs, which is very annoying." His ending sound was eerie and rising, as if it was joy, but it also seemed to be hatred. The strange emotion was distorted in the words, and it was impossible to distinguish it for a while, "... The widow just wants him to live longer."

The Empress Dowager was really puzzled by these words, she looked at Liu Hao who was stupefied, frowned and said, "Isn't Mo Jingchun living a good life?"

Emperor Zhengshi stretched his body lazily, and slid down like a snake. It turned out to be the footsteps squeezed tightly next to the Queen Mother. It can't be plugged in.

He leaned at the Empress Dowager's feet, aimlessly pulling the soft white ball on the belt, rubbing it flat, the familiar touch exploded in the palm of his hand, making Zhengshi Emperor's expression calmer.

He pressed the white ball firmly into his palm, almost flattening it into a pancake.

The fingers on the palm were surprisingly cold.

He didn't answer the queen mother's words, but the coldness between his brows became more and more intense, until finally he seemed to be dying.

Mo Mansion, the study in the outer courtyard.

Mo Jingchun shuddered suddenly, and the painting he was painting was destroyed because of this trembling.

Sighing, he paused to look at what he had drawn.

No matter how many times you draw it, it will be of no use if your mind is restless.

He rubbed up the waste drawing paper, soaked it in the brush washer, then inserted the brush into it, and started strolling around the study with his hands behind his back.

Mo Jingchun was thinking about something.

[Host, your heart rate is too fast, please think carefully]

Mo Jingchun was suddenly brought back to his senses by what Jingguai said, and said helplessly: "You remind me, but I don't understand the slightest bit." Holding his beating heart, he spoke to Jingguai.

"How is Your Majesty's current physical condition?"

According to Mo Jingchun's words, the ghost retrieved the data of Emperor Zhengshi.

Except for the occasional numerical changes, Mo Jingchun's eyes still fell on the blood-red morality.After a while, he looked away and let out a long breath.

Mo Jingchun looked a little annoyed.

But also kind of weird.

In this quiet study room, Mo Jingchun suddenly felt a sense of distress. He rubbed his brows and paced, and said to himself: "Your Majesty asked me to do it myself, because I want me to experience what it means to have a grudge." Revenge, or do you want to force me to follow His Majesty's way?"

These two seem quite likely.

But Mo Jingchun didn't believe any of them.

Emperor Zhengshi would not force Mo Jingchun to do such a thing for such a simple reason. After the tragedy that happened that day, Mo Jingchun thought exhaustedly that there was obviously something wrong with Emperor Zhengshi that day.

But Mo Jingchun looked at Mission Fourteen, but couldn't figure out what Emperor Zhengshi was thinking.

When he sighed again, a small head poked out the window.

Tao Niang hugged An Niang and said with a smile: "Aye, why are you still here?" When she took An Niang over for a stroll in the morning, she saw Mo Jingchun here. it's here.

Mo Jingchun said with a faint smile, "I'm just drawing."

Tao Niang probed, "What about painting?"

"In the brush wash."

Tao Niang took a look and couldn't help laughing.

There is more than one painting in that brush wash, maybe there are several more.

She walked in cautiously with An Niang in her arms, but the nurse and maid stood outside the door, not daring to come in.Mo Jingchun hugged Xiao An Niang over, hugged her back with his big hands, and let her find a suitable position on her shoulders, and then looked at Tao Niang, "You come here twice , not just to say these things. Tao Niang, what do you want Aye for?" He said gently.

From Mo Jingchun's tone, he couldn't detect the anxiety in his heart.

Tao Niang knew that Aye was sensitive, so she said coyly: "In a few days, there will be the Yan Huahui in Tan Qingshan outside the city. I wonder if Aye has time to go there with my family?"

Tan Qingshan?

This familiar yet unfamiliar place stunned Mo Jingchun for a moment.

He felt that An Niang had gradually stayed away, tied the back of Xiao Tuo's head, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law wants to take you to Yan Huahui?"

The family often goes to Tan Qingshan to worship the Buddha.

He knows.

Tao Niang nodded, "I heard that Yan Hua will be very lively."

Mo Jingchun: "Huaguang Temple is very famous, their Yan Huahui, and the female relatives of high officials and nobles will come and go, so it's good to go and be stubborn." He doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, even if he has this weird spirit on him, don't be afraid. I didn't think about these things at all during the Spring Festival.

He calculated the time, nodded and said: "I will send you there on that day." Even though she didn't say it clearly, Tao Niang immediately showed a big smile on her face, and happily bowed to Mo Jingchun , and then ran away.

……Ran?

Mo Jingchun looked down at the little Anniang who was still moaning on top of him and trying to grab his ears, a little dumbfounded.

An Niang is not very old, she is almost three years old now, but she is still a chubby little prick.

She is very delicate and cute, but she is a little sleepy.

Lying on Mo Jingchun's shoulder for a while, the little ball gradually closed its eyes again.

Pat, fell asleep.

When Mo Jingchun stopped for a while, she whimpered and lost her temper. He had no choice but to walk around the study room with the little pier in his arms.

Xu Shi had a heavy weight on his body, but he suppressed all the impetuous emotions of Mo Jingchun before, and instead saw it more broadly.

Mo Jingchun decided to have a good talk with Emperor Zhengshi after the Yanhua meeting.

No matter what His Majesty's desire is, it can no longer grow so barbarously.

"Yan Huahui?"

A few days later, when Mo Jingchun met with Yuan Heming and others as usual, Yuan Heming had a strange expression when he mentioned this matter.Zhang Qianzhao snatched the wine from Yuan Heming's hand, "What's wrong with Yan Hua? My wife is also planning to take the children there that day."

Yanhuahui is one of the important celebrations of a Buddhist temple, and it is of great significance. Buddhist believers like Mrs. Zhang will definitely go to Tan Qingshan on that day.Moreover, Huaguang Temple does not hold it every year. Generally speaking, it only happens once every five or ten years. The last time was ten years ago.

Yuan Heming muttered, "I just don't feel safe."

Mo Jingchun took two sips of hot wine, and cast a sideways glance at him, "Yes, yes, no, no, you are so ambiguous, do you want people to listen or not?"

Yuan Heming spread his hands, "I also want to know, but Tan Qingshan's side is a bit complicated recently. A group of bandits broke into the depths of Tan Qingshan, and you all know how big Tan Qingshan is. The area of ​​Huaguang Temple is just a drop in the bucket. Going in, those in the deep mountains and old forests have to rely on those old hunters to barely find the way. If it’s only on the periphery, it’s nothing, just don’t go deep when the time comes.”

When he said this, he didn't look at others, but looked at Mo Jingchun with a hooked look.

Zhang Qianzhao laughed loudly, "Even if you see through Mo Jingchun, it's useless. Isn't the most invaluable thing in this world the so-called luck?"

Yuan Heming rolled his eyes, and said helplessly, "Since Ziqing is going to escort his family members there, he should be more vigilant. It would be a joke if his family members are safe and you overturned the car."

Mo Jingchun kicked him calmly, and said calmly: "A dog can't spit out ivory."

Yuan Heming: "A dog can't spit out ivory, that's all. If you have wine today, why worry about tomorrow? Come on, cheers."

He has had enough.

Mo Jingchun and Zhang Qianzhao obviously snatched his wine jug and cup, but he did not know where he found another one, filled it with wine, and tasted it happily.

"Recently, the court has been in a lot of trouble." Zhang Qianzhao drank the wine and felt his throat burn to his stomach. "Jiao's family has been impeached several times, and if you count the battle with the officials... I'm afraid something will happen."

Yuan Heming said with disinterestedness: "It's just a dog eats a dog."

Zhang Qianzhao slammed a wine glass on Yuan Heming's forehead, and said quietly: "It's fine to mention this here, but don't say that I'm with you when you go out, so as not to drag you along when you are slapped to death by the saliva of the civil servants." Get on me."

Yuan Heming took advantage of the situation and lay down on the back of the chair.

Mo Jingchun: "The fact that the Jiao family helped the imperial court before may have attracted people's attention. Many aristocratic families were dissatisfied with the Jiao family's pressure on them, but now that the Jiao family's interests are not on the same side as them, there will be conflicts." distorted."

Yuan Heming: "As long as there are no problems with the Jiao family, the head of the hundred schools will not be replaced by someone who has a loud voice and shouts."

What is needed is subtle influence, the approval of the aristocratic family, and the approval of the common people.

It takes time.

Mo Jingchun: "I'm afraid some people can't wait."

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and after a while, Zhang Qianzhao poured wine for the three of them, and said in a low voice, "Don't think about so many boring things, eat earlier and go back to bed!" He meant to finish the last bit of wine Just left, unexpectedly he looked down, Yuan Heming had already opened three jars at some point.

Zhang Qianzhao:?

Yuan Heming laughed and said, "One person, one altar, wouldn't it be just right?"

Mo Jingchun: "..."

He wanted to smash the wine jar on Yuan Heming's forehead.

After Mo Jingchun held his breath and sent the two bad friends to the carriage, Mo Hen quietly supported Mo Jingchun, "Mr., your face is so red."

Mo Jingchun said helplessly: "Tonight's food is not bad, but Yuan Heming is really not a thing, every jar of wine is different." After eating together, he felt strange and uncomfortable in his stomach.

Mo Hen helped Mo Jingchun into the carriage, he could tell that Lang Jun was not completely drunk, but was a little dazed.Mo Jingchun covered his face with a cold water handkerchief, suppressed his drunkenness, and let out a sigh of relief in the handkerchief.

Mohen said softly: "Your Majesty is not happy?"

Mo Jingchun: "How did you tell?"

Mohen sneered, and said softly: "Every time you are in an accident, you stay in the study for a longer time. In recent days, the servants have not seen you coming out of the study."

Except when going back to rest every night.

Mo Jingchun said with some headache: "Official matters... However, there are also some personal matters."

The carriage stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound.

The snow marks rolled over will become frozen before tomorrow, and then soften into snow water under the new rising sun, and finally disappear.

Mohen: "If there is something bothering you, why don't you talk about it, so that you can share your worries."

He boasted that he still had this weight.

Mo Jingchun: "Don't regret it after listening."

Mohen was stunned, "Is there any regret after hearing that?"

He was glad that the trust was too late, why would it be...

"It's about His Majesty."

Mohen: "..."

silence.

Yes, will regret it.

But Mo Hen was more surprised than shocked, he said cautiously: "How can Master be angry with His Majesty?" Mo Jingchun has such a good temper, it is really rare to make him angry.

Mo Jingchun originally wanted to answer this question, but before he could speak, his teeth hit his tongue, and as soon as the smell of blood came out, the pain made him wake up for a while, and it became a little boring.

This is unsolvable.

Even seeking the opinions of others is useless. In the final analysis, Mo Jingchun just hasn't figured out where the most critical point is.

...

The snow fell for the first time, and when the morning light was twilight, it finally stopped, and the sun rose, but it was a gorgeous sunny day.The warm sun hangs high, warming the bones of the body and blowing away a little chill.

Mo Jingchun got up early in the morning, and went to the barn after breakfast.

Mo Hen pulled out a fine horse, the shiny fur and smooth sideburns were enough to tell that it was a good horse.

Her front hooves kicked, and then the horse's tail twitched on Mo Jingchun's waist, like a complaining slap.

This is Mo Jingchun's horse.

For the past six months, Mo Jingchun didn't have much time to go out, so she had to suffer because she couldn't go out to the stable.Occasionally, there will be a groom leading her around, but she doesn't want others to ride her galloping, so that's all she can do.

Not long after, Xu Sumei came out with the two children and got into the long-awaited carriage at the door, while Mo Jingchun got on the horse and trotted ahead with his good girl.

This time when going out, Mo Jingchun brought ten more servants besides the previous number.

This mighty team is somewhat different from the low-key habits of the Mo family.

But such a team was not at all ostentatious in the carriage leaving the city today, and even traveled in other ostentatious and extravagant palaces, suppressing everyone else.

Mo Jingchun took a special look, there are quite a lot of people going to Tan Qingshan today.

There are quite a few figures on the usually sparse official road, all kinds of fragrant cars, young men running horses, and occasionally even one or two girls galloping on horseback. The cheerful smiles are somewhat in line with today's bright season .

Tan Qingshan is not too close, this way passed by, and when he arrived, most of the morning passed by.

When we got to the foot of Tan Qingshan, it was called a sea of ​​people. It was almost impossible to find a place to step down. After all, there were still people maintaining order, so it wasn't particularly messy.After the carriage stopped, the groom and the coachman immediately came over to lead the horses. Mo Jingchun picked up the female relatives, and then ordered the servants to follow the three of them at all times without any negligence.

The Mo family is naturally qualified to participate in the Yanhua meeting. Xu Sumei brought her two children in to listen to the afternoon sutra.

Mo Jingchun didn't go in.

He ordered his servants to guard there, but he led the horse and walked outside.

Now the whole Tan Qingshan was shrouded in the fragrance of Buddha, no matter where Mo Jingchun went, he could almost smell the lingering sandalwood fragrance.He touched the mane of the good girl, buried it in the neck of the horse and let it go.

He has never been very excited about this extremely lively occasion where the worldly things and the world are fused together.

After a long while, he could hear the commotion in the distance again.

A member of the Mo family came to look for him, "The eldest lady and the two girls followed the masters to the backyard to worship the Buddha. The eldest lady said, please Erlang to do his own thing, and we will meet at the carriage later."

Mo Jingchun nodded and told the servant to go back.

Right now, besides himself, a horse, Mohen and Wei Yi are beside him.

The two of them came with the servant.

Mo Jingchun lazily said: "The Yan Hua Conference in Huaguang Temple is very rare. The last time it was held was ten years ago. If you two want to go, you can also go and see it."

Mo Hen shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, there are so many people, what is there to see? Are you going to see the heads?"

Wei Yi burst out laughing, "You're really boring, it's the crowds, that's why those female relatives find it lively." After all, the daughter's house goes out less frequently, and the more lively it is, the rarer it is for them.

Mo Jingchun led the horse for a walk under Huaguang Temple, leaving the busiest place, the noisy sounds gradually became quieter.Although I can still hear it, it seems that I have walked from the mundane world to the world outside, and my whole body is refreshed.

Wei Yi had never been to Tan Qingshan, so everything he saw was very strange.

As Mohen walked, he was telling him the legend of Tan Qingshan.

Tan Qingshan is famous mostly because of Huaguang Temple.

The place where Huaguang Temple is located is only on the outside of the mountain, but it doesn't go deep into it.

Every year, Jingzhao Mansion receives several disappearance cases about Tan Qingshan, but the terrain there is complicated and weird, unless someone leads the way, it will be very complicated.Even if you are a veteran, you won't rush in if you are not fully prepared.But also because the terrain here is so complicated, bandits haven't heard much about it, and only occasionally people see one or two big bugs or blind bears, which is considered a rare thing.

Mohen: "Lang Jun, why is there such a flat place here?"

Mo Jingchun came back to his senses, and then he noticed that they had unknowingly arrived at the place where he and His Majesty "sat and drank tea" back then.The greenness of the stars struggles in the plain white, as if they have returned to the past.

Mo Jingchun was silent for a moment, and suddenly heard the good girl next to her nose twitch, and then her hooves were a little nervous to dig up the snow and dirt on the ground.

Mo Jingchun frowned slightly, is there anyone here?

Before he could react, he heard the good girl neighing, and then sat up lazily from the ground alone, but his clothes were so white that they almost blended into the ground.

The moment he propped up his body and revealed his true face, Mo Jingchun clearly heard Mohen gasp.

"……lady?"

Mo Jingchun turned his head sideways strangely, but saw Mohen's mouth was closed, extremely serious.

...Did he hear wrong?

Mo Jingchun turned his head in doubt, and met Gong Yeqi who stood up.When he got up and took a look, he could see that the clothes His Majesty was wearing were not pure white, but it was too quiet when he lay down, almost blending in with the surrounding environment. Didn't recognize it.

"Why is Your Majesty here?"

Mo Jingchun frowned and said.

And still here alone.

Emperor Zhengshi patted his sleeves and said casually: "Then why is Master here?"

Mo Jingchun: "The minister is resting and taking a bath. By the way, I will send my family to worship the Buddha and participate in the Yanhua meeting."

Emperor Zhengshi smiled and said calmly: "Coincidentally, the eldest prince heard that there was a Yanhua meeting outside the palace, and he wanted to come out to see it, so the widow brought him out."

Mo Jingchun showed an embarrassed yet polite smile.

There are ghosts in the letter.

His Majesty doesn't think that the Eldest Prince has too much to do and wants to kill him, so how could it be for him?

But since His Majesty said so, no matter what his reason for leaving the palace is, he must have really brought the eldest prince out.

Mo Jingchun: "May I ask Your Majesty, where is the eldest prince now?"

Emperor Zhengshi: "Liu Hao is taking him to listen to scriptures."

Mo Jingchun: "..."

Liu Hao will cry.

Mo Jingchun was a little helpless, he originally wanted to lead the good girl towards His Majesty, but the strange thing was that when the reins moved, the originally very obedient steed was firmly rooted there and refused to leave.The rein that Mo Jingchun was holding could not tear her away, but she lowered her head, grinned and bit Mo Jingchun's sleeve fiercely, dragging Mo Jingchun back continuously.

Mo Jingchun was staggered a few steps by her, put his hands on the horse's belly, and said strangely: "Why..." He stopped.

The place where the palm was pressed was trembling slightly.

She is afraid.

Mo Jingchun was silent, and tentatively took a few steps forward, but as long as he stepped out a little, she would tirelessly grab Mo Jingchun's sleeve, and then pull him to the back.

If this happened again and again, Mo Jingchun's cuffs would be torn apart by her.

...is Emperor Zhengshi.

Good girls are afraid of His Majesty.

Mo Jingchun found it funny, and even more absurd.

This horse was the horse that Mo Guangsheng jumped out for Mo Jingchun. Although she was a girl, she was not inferior to other horses at all, and she was very psychic and well-behaved.

It's just that occasionally when I can't go out for a run, I feel a little anxious.

The baffles of the stables at home were kicked countless times by her.

Mo Jingchun said softly: "She is afraid of you."

How strange.

One is a human, and the other is a horse.

Two completely different species, she would actually be afraid of His Majesty.

It seems that one step further is the abyss.

Emperor Zhengshi stopped not far away, looked at the good girl with interest, and said with a smile: "What's so scary about the widow? You have three people and one horse, but the widow has only one person."

Mo Jingchun squinted at him, "Your Majesty only needs one person, and he can be as powerful as thousands of troops."

Emperor Zhengshi: "Master, are you still angry?"

This was actually the first private meeting between the two of them after the incident with King Qinghe.

Mo Jingchun lowered his eyelids, and said lightly: "Whether I am happy or not, to Your Majesty, it is probably not important." Otherwise, Emperor Zhengshi would not force Mo Jingchun to do something when Mo Jingchun resisted that day. .

Emperor Zhengshi laughed lightly.

Mo Jingchun felt the skin under his hands tremble suddenly, the horseshoes were digging holes more and more frequently, and the good girl's mood became more and more anxious, he could almost feel her hostility towards His Majesty.

If Mo Jingchun hadn't been holding the good girl's reins tightly, and his fingers had been pacifying her, trying to calm her down... Otherwise, the horse would probably charge straight towards His Majesty.

Running away was not in her character.

"Master's words are wrong. It is precisely because I care about Master that I have to act like this." Emperor Zhengshi walked towards Mo Jingchun, speaking calmly, "This is for Master's benefit."

Mo Jingchun's face changed slightly, the calmness that had been forcibly suppressed was cracked, revealing the anger underneath.

"For my minister's benefit?" Mo Jingchun raised his head abruptly, "Your Majesty, what kind of benefit is yours?"

Knowing that His Majesty hated things "for his own good" so much before, why did he act like this when it fell on him?

This made Mo Jingchun so embarrassing!

The so-called "good" by Emperor Zhengshi is just to pull Mo Jingchun crazy together, and let him sink into the boundless purgatory, unable to break free, even the pain of breathing is unbearable!

He didn't even know that there was so much anger hidden in his body.

Emperor Zhengshi raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Jingchun's appearance, catching his vivid expression firmly.

From Mo Jingchun's eyebrows, to his nose, to his mouth... the emperor carefully described Mo Jingchun's facial features, as if he wanted to portray such a vivid and vivid Mo Jingchun, so the roaring in his heart Only then can the evil thoughts subside gradually, as if a silent wave has finally got its sacrifice and is willing to lie dormant.

Mo Jingchun closed his eyes, today, His Majesty probably didn't come here to wait and see.

It was his silly rabbit who was waiting.

Mo Hen behind Mo Jingchun was shocked, Emperor Zhengshi looked at Lang Jun like a hungry wolf who hadn't eaten meat for hundreds of years, wishing to tear him up and bite him open, only to swallow the paranoid vicious bird in his belly to be safe .

An inexplicable panic rose from Mohen's heart, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step forward.Stopped in front of Mo Jingchun.

But he didn't know what was going on, but Mohen felt that his body couldn't move.

move.

Move!

He scolded himself, but his foot was rooted in the ground, unable to move.

Mohen realized belatedly that he had actually been in boundless panic from the very beginning, just like the restless horse.

It's just that the good girl's reaction was palpable, startlingly hyper.

But he himself was silently afraid, until Mohen realized this clearly, it was too late.

"Bah bah——"

The good girl finally couldn't help it, no matter how much Mo Jingchun tried to appease her, the keenness hidden in her nature still made her realize that there was a dangerous existence in front of her, and the sudden killing intent was still rising.

will die!

The good girl rushed forward without hesitation.

Mo Jingchun's reaction was extremely fast, he ran a few steps and got on his horse, riding on the horseback and tightly restraining the good girl's movements.

Otherwise, she would rush directly to the unarmed Emperor Zhengshi.

After Mo Jingchun got on the horse, the good girl obviously calmed down.

But the next moment, she ran towards the mountains and forests.

——The master has mounted the horse, why don't you run fast?

This is the simple and crude idea of ​​a good girl.

And Emperor Zhengshi's eyes flashed a dark color, and he didn't know how he moved. Just when Mo Jingchun was about to let go and let the good girl run to vent first, he felt a sudden weight behind him, another force Pressed down, and then passed Mo Jingchun and grabbed his hand tightly, and even took his rein——

The loosened hand tightened again.

"She's smart."

Mo Jingchun heard Emperor Zhengshi's voice, it was deep and hoarse.

With a weird twist.

"Animals are always more sensitive than humans, especially this kind of sensitive nature..." Emperor Zhengshi said slowly, with a drawn-out voice, "Actually, Master used to be as sensitive and cautious as her."

He still remembered that extremely sensitive Mo Jingchun.

Every time he moves, the sharp alarm will tear at Mo Jingchun, forcing him to stay away from Emperor Zhengshi.

Now this blunt Mo Jingchun, Emperor Zhengshi tried to approach again and again, and then suppressed the sensitivity of Mo Jingchun little by little, forcing him to be familiar with the dangerous existence of Gong Yeqi.

Over time, the body becomes numb.

It was as if the jackal was really a sick cat.