The villain cat Shizun dressed as the male protagonist

There is a record in an ancient totem, using human skin as paper, to grind the ink with the blood of a woman who died of injustice and was born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, a cloudy day and a cloudy day. Inhale the blood and luck of people, and reverse the luck of the person who raised this painting.

To put it simply, the evil spirit in the painting stole the emperor's luck to support others. As for others, they were naturally paying tribute to this painting, people with ulterior motives.

It's just that Mu Cheng felt that the painting was strange for a while, but he didn't think about it carefully, so he was negligent and missed the ferocious face of the woman in the painting.

The emperor on the bed was sick, and seemed to be showing signs of failure. There was nothing good to do at the moment, so he could only rely on the continuation pill to hang his breath, and invited monks to chant scriptures and Buddha, and copied Buddhist scriptures and books on September 81, [-] to pray for blessings. They also eat vegetarian clothes and don't wear powder or daisy, for fear that the emperor will not be able to survive and drive west, especially since the throne has not been decided yet, everyone has their own ghosts.

Concubine Jia is the most favored concubine of the emperor, but his son is a concubine after all. Although the emperor dotes on her, there is a difference between seniority and inferiority. The outstanding one, brilliant and well-governed, is not like the useless son of the queen. Although he is kind and kind, he is an idiot after all and can't do great things.That superior has no blood on his hands, he is so benevolent, how can he be worthy of being an emperor.

Concubine Jia sneered in her heart, stepped forward to caress the trembling shoulders of the empress, and said with a sad and benevolent face, "Sister, don't be too sad, the emperor will be fine, and the elders will find a way to treat your majesty. "

The queen glanced at the hypocritical concubine Jia, and sneered in her heart, but she still said kindly on her face, "I'm sorry to bother you, your majesty is just suffering from a minor illness, and it will be fine in a few days. My grief is just because I feel sorry for your majesty's illness and suffering." Forget it, seeing this makes people anxious, but Bengong looks at my sister with a ruddy complexion, full of spring."

The Queen's words slapped Concubine Jia in the face, implying that the Emperor is not going to drive west, not to mention that the Emperor is sick, who does Concubine Jia show her makeup, what is the purpose of this rosy face?

Concubine Jia's face was red and green after hearing the queen's words, and her teeth were itchy with anger, but she couldn't break out, so she could only go back to the palace, raged, and smashed a room full of porcelain vases.

The fourth prince heard the sound of his mother concubine throwing things in a rage from outside the palace gate. When he entered the room, he saw that there were broken porcelain bottles all over the floor.

"Why is mother and concubine so furious?" The fourth prince Zhao Jingyu waved his hand and told all the maids to go down, only their mother and son were left in the room.

Although Concubine Jia dropped something and vented her anger, she gritted her teeth and scolded, "It's not that bitch of the queen. Now your father is critically ill, and the throne is uncertain. His idiot son is the eldest son, and it is very likely that he will be established." As the crown prince, if she becomes the empress dowager, how can she show mercy to my mother and son! So at this time, if you don't show your filial piety in front of your father, what should you do!"

The worry in Concubine Jia's heart is not unreasonable, so the fourth prince has already thought of this.

"Don't worry, queen mother, I've already thought of this, as long as we cure him, father, are you afraid that father's heart will not be with us?" The fourth prince smiled, as if he had a plan in mind.

Concubine Jia saw how self-centered he was, and hurriedly asked, "My dear emperor, what do you say?"

"Mother and concubine, do you know how attractive my good sister Ci'an is?" The fourth prince said, "On the way I came, I met a disciple of the Wushan School, named Meng Yikang. He fell in love with my good sister at first sight. , why don't we use it?"

"Oh? Then what can you do?" Concubine Jia continued to ask.

The fourth prince smiled mysteriously, and asked Concubine Jia to come closer and said, "Didn't the father make a will, and any wish to save him can be granted. Why don't we use Meng Yikang to let him save the father, and let's help him get his farewell." , left and right a princess, no matter how much my father loves me, I can't go back with my own eloquent words, so Meng Yikang, who has got Ci'an, is naturally on our side."

"But..." After listening to Concubine Jia, she was a little late to mention it. This word is reassuring and arrogant, and it is deeply loved by the emperor and empress. Is it really feasible?

It's just that she is a woman after all, and she lives in the deep palace. Although she has scheming plans, they are just superficial, similar to children's tricks, and she doesn't think long-term.

"What do you think?" In the inn, the owner asked Mu Chengchi and Ning.

The two got acquainted with each other, and Mu Cheng said, "The emperor's illness came suddenly, it doesn't look like an ordinary illness, and I found a painting in the emperor's room today."

"Painting?" The headmaster was curious, "What painting?"

"Is it a picture of a beauty?" Chi Ning asked. He also saw that picture of a beauty.

"Yes" Mu Cheng said, "That picture of a beauty doesn't look quite right, but I haven't looked at it carefully yet."

"Is that so?" The headmaster rubbed his chin and said, "Then let's wait until we enter the palace."

The three of them unanimously decided that it was only the emperor's illness when they entered the palace for a closer look. People are also helpless.

And Mo Wu, who was chanted by the three people, suddenly sneezed, three times in a row, which really scared Zhan Xing.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be that you're sick because of the wind and cold? You're too weak." Zhan Xing curled his lips.

Mo Wu "..."

He is worthy, thank you, his prestige is undiminished, his glory is strong, it is him!

But Mo Wu didn't dare to talk back, because now when he saw Zhan Xing's face, his heartbeat quickened, his face became pale, and he was as swollen as a pig's liver.

"No, it's okay." Mo Wu stammered, with his tongue hanging out, and he couldn't speak fluently.

The more Zhan Xing looked at Mo Wu, the more he felt strange. When he came out of the cave, he blushed and didn't dare to meet his eyes. This...

and many more!

Zhan Xingfu's heart was full, and he remembered Yueniang's words.

Yueniang had a lover, and my younger sister was shy when she mentioned that lover. At that time, he didn't know what liking was, so Yueniang said, "Like is when a person doesn't dare to look at you, and blushes when one glances at you, then it's a shame." I like it."

Could it be... This guy likes him?

Zhan Xing felt that the matter was interesting, so he deliberately raised his hair, revealing his pretty face, and smiled at Mo Wu.

This smile messed up Mo Wu's heart.

This, this person... actually seduced him!

Seeing that Mo Wu blushed, Zhan Xing became more and more sure, and directly approached Mo Wu with a face and asked him, "Hey, do you... like me?"

"You, what are you talking about!" Mo Wu tried to argue, but unfortunately it was not convincing.