[Wearing the Book] The villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Mo Yihuan: "???"

He was confused, what's going on?

Qi Fengyin knelt in front of Ji Yue, presented the tortoise shell in his hand respectfully, and said: "I have finished reading the divination results, Your Majesty, please check."

Mo Yihuan looked at Ji Yue nervously, only to see that the man lowered his eyes, his thin lips were pursed until they turned pale, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he didn't reach out to pick it up for a long time.

There was silence among the officials and officials, for a moment there was only the sound of banners fluttering in the wind.

Ji Yue raised his eyes slowly, the veins on his forehead were faintly bulging, he clenched his teeth, and said slowly, "National Teacher, you are really good at divination."

Qi Fengyin lowered his eyes and said unhurriedly: "I'm just conveying the heavenly decree truthfully."

Among the crowd, Prime Minister Du suddenly took a step forward, knelt down in front of Ji Yue, leaned over and kowtowed three times. When he raised his head again, his forehead was red and swollen.He said with a stern voice, crying blood: "Your Majesty, this is God's will! Get rid of Mo Yihuan, this monster, and rein in the precipice, it's not too late!"

Ji Yue's complexion was gloomy ① and ⑨ Athlete Yu Yanhui was silent.

Among the ministers and officials, I don't know who shouted first: "Your Majesty, please execute this monster!"

"Kill the remnants of the Mo Kingdom!"

"Burn this demon to death now!"

All the ministers knelt down on the ground one after another, their voices rising and falling.As a result, all the people in the audience also knelt on the ground, and the crowd was furious for a while, shouting loudly: "Kill him! Kill him!"

Qi Feng took a step forward, touched the tortoise shell in front of Ji Yue, and said aggressively in his voice, "Please check, Your Majesty!"

Although Mo Yihuan had experienced the situation in front of him once before, he felt that the problem seemed to be much more serious this time.

Prime Minister Du looked at him fiercely, as if he wanted to peel his skin and drink his blood immediately.Qi Fengyin stood aside with his sleeves folded, but his eyes fell on him vaguely.

Mo Yihuan inexplicably remembered that he had seen the scene in a TV series where the ministers persuaded King Zhou to kill Su Daji.But the problem is that Su Daji has indeed done a lot of evil, and he hasn't done anything at all!

Is it really like a person sits at home and comes from the sky?

"I didn't..." Mo Yihuan really wanted to explain to himself, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth. When he was flustered, his hand was suddenly grabbed by a big warm hand.

Mo Yihuan tilted his head, staring blankly at the man beside him.

"Follow me." Ji Yue clenched the boy's hand, stood up, and said softly.

"Your Majesty!" Prime Minister Du shouted.

Qi Fengyin stepped forward and stood in front of Ji Yue: "Your Majesty, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the country is not over yet, so I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to leave the ceremony early."

"Etiquette?" Ji Yue sneered: "Etiquette is also formulated by me, and I am the etiquette!"

Qi Feng pointedly said: "Your Majesty!"

"You also dare to block my way?" Ji Yue's eyes flashed a ruthlessness: "Go away."

Qi Fengyin took a step back slowly.Ji Yue took Mo Yihuan and walked past him, but he heard him speak quietly, saying: "The minister told the late emperor that getting rid of Concubine Li would keep his life safe for the next 20 years. But the late emperor did not Listen to me, because I spared Concubine Li's life because she was pregnant in her womb, I ended up reaping the consequences. If Your Majesty still wants to repeat the same mistakes today, I... have nothing to say."

Hearing this, Mo Yihuan's eyes widened in astonishment.

In this way, such a person is very accurate in fortune-telling!If Ji Yue's father had killed Concubine Li back then, Ji Yue would not have been born, and would not have rebelled and forced the palace...

Ji Yue turned around suddenly, his eyes were blood red: "Qi Fengyin, I think you are tired of working!"

Qi Feng said calmly without changing his face: "I am a cultivator, and I should have faded out of the world of mortals. It's just that I was entrusted by my senior brother, and the descendants of the Baoji family will be peaceful for a hundred years. Since your majesty is unwilling to listen, I just don't want to say anything." .”

Ji Yue closed his eyes to hide the killing intent in his eyes.He clenched the hand of the young man beside him, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "... let's go."

From the altar all the way back to the palace, Ji Yue remained silent and his face was extremely gloomy.

Mo Yihuan felt uncomfortable seeing him like this.He hesitated for a long time, and finally said anxiously: "Your Majesty... As for that Qi Fengyin, he seems to be quite accurate. But I really didn't intend to rebel, and I don't know what I did afterwards, which would cause Ji Guo ..."

"Huan'er." The man interrupted him. He raised his eyes to the young man who was rubbing the hem of his clothes uneasily, with a slight curve on his lips, and said, "You don't need to say anything, come here."

Mo Yihuan moved over step by step, was pulled into the arms of the man, and sat on his lap.The man reached out and gently stroked his face, and said softly, "Did the day's events scare you?"

Mo Yihuan lowered his eyes, shook his head, and muttered in a low voice, "...not at all."

In fact, I'm still a little scared, after all, who can stand up to the scene where everyone shouts to kill.

The man tightened his arms, wrapped the young man firmly in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, Huan'er, I won't let anyone hurt you in the slightest."

Mo Yihuan leaned against Ji Yue's chest, his low and magnetic voice fell beside his ears, and beside his ears was the man's steady and powerful heartbeat, as if there was some invisible force that reassured him.He responded softly: "Well, I'm not afraid."

"Qi Fengyin," Ji Yue said, "he is indeed quite capable, and he has not missed any divination. From the court officials to the common people, they all worship him as a god. So... this Next time, I must give them an explanation."

The man's tone was not normal, but Mo Yihuan could hear the seriousness in it.He knew that this was not a good thing to do. After all, many emperors used to deceive the people by relying on the will of God, calling themselves "Son of Heaven" and doing things like "following heaven". This shows the power of feudal superstition in ancient times. How strong must be.

Looking at the young man's worried face, Ji Yue smiled lightly and said, "Why are you frowning?"

Mo Yihuan: "Your Majesty, how are you going to explain to them..."

Ji Yue: "You don't need to worry about it."

Mo Yihuan: "But..."

Ji Yue's face darkened slightly: "Shut up."

Mo Yihuan was taken aback for a moment, and saw the man stretch out his hand and gently untie the red rope that tied his hair. The young man let loose his long hair and asked in a daze, "...What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

Ji Yue said nothing, then lowered his head, and slowly took off the emerald ring from his thumb.He carefully threaded his fingers through the red rope, gently brushed away the long hair on the back of the boy's neck, and tied the red rope around the boy's snow-white neck.

Mo Yihuan lowered his head, looking at the emerald green on his chest in disbelief.

Although he didn't know the origin of the wrench finger, from Ji Yue's usual actions, he could also see its importance to Ji Yue, and now Ji Yue actually...

He was surprised: "Your Majesty, what are you?"

Ji Yue said: "You just wear it."

Mo Yihuan raised his eyes and looked into a pair of black eyes.Under the faint candlelight, the man's eyes were focused and deep, and his figure was reflected in it, and only him.

The man's thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly: "Do you know...why do I hate my father so much?"

Mo Yihuan shook his head in a daze.

"I hate him for lying to my concubine mother." The man said expressionlessly: "I hate him for saying so many nice things to my concubine mother, but in the end, he couldn't even protect the one he loves..."

Mo Yihuan felt a little complicated for a while.He felt that Ji Yue's father was able to protect Concubine Li's life regardless of public opinion, which was considered to be his affection.After all, even the king of a country can't do things without scruples, he must also consider the hearts of his subjects and the people...

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes to look at Ji Yue.

This man, his eye sockets are really too shallow to hold a grain of sand.

Mo Yihuan had an ominous premonition: "...Your Majesty, what exactly do you want to do?"

"You don't have to worry, I will take care of this matter naturally." Ji Yue said, when he turned to the young man, he couldn't help but relax a bit: "You just wait here obediently for me, understand?"

"Why should I wait, I also..." Mo Yihuan broke away from Ji Yue's arms anxiously, and stood up quickly.Before he could finish arguing, Fu Xihan's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Your Majesty."

Ji Yue said, "Come in."

Fu Xihan pushed the door open and entered, holding something that looked like a chain in his hand, and bowed to present it to Ji Yue.Before Mo Yihuan had time to react, the man grabbed his wrist, and the last icy touch fell on his wrist.

Mo Yihuan asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound of "click", Ji Yue firmly locked the other end of the chain to the beam on the side.

Mo Yihuan: "Your Majesty?!"

Ji Yue turned to Fu Xihan: "Look at him, don't let him step out of this room."

Fu Xihan bowed his head: "Yes."

The golden chain on his wrist was slender, but it was just enough for him to move around in this room.Mo Yihuan tugged hard, but the small golden lock on the other end of the chain rattled and couldn't be pulled at all.

Mo Yihuan was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Ji Yue lowered his eyes, looked at the panic-stricken young man, stretched out his hand to gently caress his face, and said slowly: "I know you won't be honest, and you will definitely sneak out. I'm afraid you will cause trouble when you come out , when the time comes, I will not have time to protect you."

Mo Yihuan: "I'm really convinced, what's the use of you locking me up..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man leaned down and firmly blocked his lips.

Fu Xihan turned his eyes away and sighed softly.

"Be obedient," the lips parted reluctantly, and the man's voice fell on his ears: "Obely wait for me to come back, do you understand?"

Mo Yihuan: "Your Majesty, can you let me go, I promise not to run around..."

The man gave another soft kiss to the young man's temples as if he had never heard of it, then turned around and walked out the door without looking back.

Outside the main hall, a group of people knelt down in unison.

The door of the palace opened slowly, and a man in a dragon robe came out.

"Loves, rest assured, since this is the destiny, I will definitely not disobey it." The man said slowly with no expression on his face, "After three days, I will kill the remnant of the Mo family with my own hands in front of everyone."