Every world I die young

I just don't know how the little emperor plans to end the matter to this point.

The morning court was over like this, and Mo Yinglan was not idle after the next court. After rushing all the way back to the prime minister's mansion, the first thing she did was to change into casual clothes.

Dressed up in disguise, and then went out, and sneaked out through a small door in the backyard of the mansion. Although it was just a trembling wooden door that looked like it might fall down at any time, there was still an old man The servants are guarding.

At this time, Mo Yinglan was wearing a light gray commoner dress that common people usually wear, and her face was also painted with makeup, she looked like an ordinary white body.

The old guard's eyes were not good. When he went out, Mo Yinglan just coughed lightly and lowered his voice, and said coldly, "My lord has ordered the slave to take care of something important, let me go quickly."

The old guard squinted his eyes habitually, and his face was immediately covered with deep wrinkles carved by wind and frost. He tremblingly opened the iron lock, twisted down the wooden rafters, and then turned around and said, "Please."

Mo Yinglan didn't even look at him, she stooped and stepped out of the low wooden door.

After he left, the old man closed the wooden door with great difficulty. The creaking wooden door looked fragile but was actually strong, standing tremblingly in the cold wind.

It is hard to imagine that this thin layer of wood, which can almost see through the sunlight, can isolate [-]% of the people in Nancang from crossing.

The most difficult thing in the world to overcome is class.

The most difficult thing to change in the world is the concept.

The old gatekeeper gathered up his clothes, leaned against the gatepost again, breathed out the air-conditioning and continued to spend the rest of his hopeless life.

His old face was full of ravines branded by the years and brown spots accumulated over time. His dark brown eyes were deeply sunken into the eye sockets, and his long gray hair was messy on top of his head like a chicken coop.

If at this time, there is a person with deep thoughts and eyes like torches standing in front of him, you will find that the old guard's cloudy eyes are constantly shining with strange and inexplicable light, and his eyes are directly facing the wooden door, and he does not know where to look. .

The cold wind was blowing on the street, Mo Yinglan ignored the desolate long street and walked straight to one place.

Before the system could speak, Mo Yinglan said flatly: Don't talk, I'm just giving him a chance.

System […] huh?What?WTF?

Mo Yinglan tightly grasped the wind-blown coat, and walked around the streets and alleys of the capital calmly, as if looking for something.

The system didn't know what he was going to do, so it simply didn't ask, as long as he didn't make any fuss, it couldn't control him.

In the cold sky, the north wind is howling, the imperial palace is in the imperial study room where there are several earth dragons to keep out the cold.

Mu Jiayan threw down the roll of memorial in his hand, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and he rubbed the index finger and middle finger of his right hand unconsciously, "Can you make sure that he really didn't find anything abnormal?"

A tall man in black was half kneeling respectfully on one side of the table, "Report to Your Majesty, the slave can use the head of the item as a guarantee, and that one will never find the nails that the slave left back then."

"Oh?" Mu Jiayan tilted his head in doubt, "So sure? Then if I fail this operation, you don't have to come back alive."

The man in black lowered his head, "I obey."

Mu Jiayan cast his eyes on the man's broad chest, and turned around coolly, "Clean up and leave the palace."

In Ningshou Palace, the graceful and luxurious Empress Dowager Chen was eating lotus seeds peeled by her maid, half lying on the soft couch, holding a small and exquisite stove in one hand, and a thick and soft mink scarf around her slender neck.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and take a nap, suddenly, a servant girl yelled sadly outside the hall, "Empress Dowager, this servant has something important to report!"

Empress Dowager Chen rubbed her forehead, "He Yuan, let that maid come in, the Ai family wants to see if she has something important to report, and how dare you break the rules by yelling at this time."

A girl in apricot clothes stepped out, and after a while, He Yuan walked into the hall with a girl in green clothes, just as Empress Dowager Chen saw her.

Using the cover of the wide sleeves, He Yuan yanked the girl's waistband violently. The girl's complexion was extremely pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she knelt down with her strength.

The clothes on the girl's body were a bit torn, and there were many drops of water on the clothes, covering her wetly. The servant girl first kowtowed respectfully a few times, and then raised her head and began to cry.

Ai Ai in her teenage period was crying out of breath, and as she narrated, Empress Dowager Chen's face became more and more gloomy.

"Empress Dowager, you must be the master of this servant. The servant was really forced by the guard Chen. Slave, I have evidence..."

"Enough! He Yuan, drag this slut out of the house, this corrupt and indecent slut, kill her immediately!"

The girl cried and was dragged out of the resplendent palace. The Empress Dowager Chen was in a depressed mood. She never imagined that her worthless nephew would do such absurd things.

Even if she killed that servant with a cane today, but the servant did not know how many servants she met along the way, she could not kill them one by one.

What's more, there is the emperor...

The bleak street was so deserted that no one would think that they could meet outsiders in this kind of place, but Mo Yinglan did.

Mo Yinglan sat on the ground covering his head at this moment, and he looked helplessly at the young man who was also covering his head and screaming in a low voice.

I thought to myself: It hurts so much, the attack is really ruthless, why is this kid attacking himself so ruthlessly?

Mo Yinglan was about to stand up, but the young man opposite immediately got up to help him with blushing cheeks, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're not hurt, are you?"

Mo Yinglan glanced at him indifferently, "No."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief first, and then said with a sunny smile: "Although the young master is fine, I am really sorry, otherwise, there is a restaurant in front of me, and I will treat the young master as an apology if I invite you to have a drink."

Mo Yinglan was about to wave his hand to refuse, but the young man hugged his arm warmly, and said with a smile: "Brother, let's go, or I will really feel sorry for you, my father always taught me to be kind, I see that elder brother is also very kind, and I will definitely make up for elder brother."

Mo Yinglan wanted to pull out his arms in a panic, but was hugged even tighter. He frowned, and wanted to speak several times, but the boy always robbed him of his words.

He frowned, it seemed that he didn't know how to deal with a familiar boy like him, and in the end he was coaxed and dragged into the restaurant by the boy.

After sitting on the bench, Mo Yinglan suddenly realized, "Young master, I have something important to do next, so I will take my leave first."

The young man had a strong smile on his face. He grabbed Mo Yinglan's right hand and was about to speak.

Mo Yinglan's expression changed slightly, and he flicked his hand violently. The boy was thrown to the side with great force, and he fell down immediately.

The chair slammed loudly, and the diners around heard it and looked over, Mo Yinglan froze on the spot.

He said in a daze: "Well, young master? Are you... all right?"

The boy got up from the ground, and after sitting down again, he smiled wryly, "Brother, what are you doing? Don't worry, I really mean nothing, I just..."

Speaking of this, the young man's handsome face flushed red, "Your Majesty, I... I just want to make friends with you because I see that big brother is very kind..."

The young man's voice became smaller and smaller, until it finally buzzed like a mosquito. Mo Yinglan didn't know whether he heard it clearly or not. He sighed, and looked at the energetic young man opposite him with deep eyes, as if thinking about it. , I think it is missing.

"Forget it, I'll be with you."

A strange light immediately rose in the boy's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.