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The wheels of the carriage quickly rolled over the bluestone slabs and drove to the outside of the palace gate.

"Stop and check! Who's inside?" The guard at the gate showed his weapon, stopped the two carriages from a distance, and shouted.

The carriage gradually slowed down, the car curtain was pushed aside by a hand, and a servant's face was poked out from behind, saying: "My lord, we are a mage in this car, and we just entered the palace today to exorcise evil spirits, and our mage is still hungry. Come on, it's convenient for you, let's go out to eat something."

As he spoke, the boy took out a few taels of silver from his waist and stuffed it into the guard's hand.

The guard weighed the silver, lifted the curtain of the carriage behind with his weapon, raised one foot to step on the sedan frame, inspected the many boxes inside, knocked on the wooden box with his weapon and said, "What's inside?"

"It's all for the sacrifice." The boy opened one of the boxes and said, revealing the priest's clothes.

"Well, let's go." Just as the guard was about to put down the curtain, he suddenly heard a thumping sound in the box.

"What's ringing?" The guards approached vigilantly, and the boy sweated a little, and quickly explained, "It's the unused chickens of the sacrifice, and they like to peck at boxes."

"Look." The boy immediately opened the box, revealing a few tied chickens inside, and said to dispel the guard's suspicion.

"Okay, I'm well prepared, let's go." The guard retracted his feet and said back to his post.

The boy nodded quickly, returned to the first car, and let the driver drive.

There was a constant thumping sound from the carriage, and the guards opened the palace gate to let the group of priests out.

The sacrificial person drove towards the city with a deer, and rested in an inn. He was already dressed in casual clothes, and his appearance was completely different.

The boys carried three large boxes out of the carriage and carried them all the way into the inn room.

Han Qing thought that he had been imprisoned by the forbidden power powder, and now he had no power to restrain the chicken, so he felt insecure, turned around and asked Fan Moya, "Can you now mediate the medicine and undo the forbidden power powder on me?"

Fan Moya shook his head and said, "I don't know what kind of ban Gong powder you have, and I'm also short of herbs, so I can only go back to Beihan to slowly detoxify you."

Han Qing stamped her feet irritably, walked to the three boxes, grabbed the middle box, opened the lid, and looked at Mo Xiangli, whose hands and feet were bound inside.

With difficulty, he grabbed her, put her on the chair, pulled off the clothes she had stuffed into her mouth, and said bitterly, "Yan'er, just follow me back to Beihan obediently, and don't give me any more trouble."

"Brother, I beg you to put me back and give me the antidote. Muyun can't live without him." Mo Xiangli stood up, grabbed Han Qing who had changed his appearance, and begged in tears.

"The emperor only needs to wait another two hours, and the poison will spread to the heart veins, and he will suffer from the pain of severed anus and intestines, until he vomits blood and dies. The whole world will know by tomorrow, hahaha.

I also felt that he was so easily poisoned to death, it was too cheap for him, I must throw his body out of the grave in the future, and let his bones be ashes. "Han Qing shook off Mo Xiangli's hand, and his strange face showed ferocious viciousness.

Mo Xiangli was taken aback, and said puzzledly: "Brother, why do you hate Tan Lang so much, he is so nice."

"What do you know! He is a bastard, a shameless dog!" Han Qing remembered that he was crushed by the jumping dog, and his face became more and more distorted.

Seeing that begging his brother was useless, Mo Xiangli knelt down, pulled Fan Moya's black robe, and begged with sobs, "Master, please, give me the antidote, please?"

Fan Moya showed pity in his eyes, and said peacefully: "Girl, although I gave this medicine, but if you want an antidote, you need your brother's consent."

Fan Moya kicked the ball back to Han Qing and said.

"Brother, please, let the archmage give me the antidote, as long as you give me the antidote, I am willing to go back to Beihan with you.

If Tan Lang dies, I will commit suicide immediately and follow him to hell, unless you don't want me as a younger sister. " Mo Xiangli bit his tongue and said ruthlessly.

Han Qing couldn't help feeling dizzy when she thought of her committing suicide anytime, anywhere, no!How did the two of them live after that?

"Fan Moya, give me the antidote." Han Qing stretched out his hand, begging for it with a stinky face.

A deep smile appeared on Fan Moya's face: "You have repaid the favor of saving me, but you asked me for an antidote to save Emperor Muyun, and you also know that it will be difficult for me to restore the king's life when I go back.

In fact, it is not a bad idea to give you the antidote, as long as the son-in-law fulfills my wish, Mo Ya is willing to be punished by the king.

That's all for Mo Ya's words, if the son-in-law wants an antidote, he can come to my room at night. "

Han Qing's complexion became ugly, and he stuffed the clothes back into Mo Xiangli's mouth viciously, and said bitterly: "You are dreaming, I will not beg you to give me the antidote, I wish the dog emperor died."

Fan Moya smiled and said nothing, turned his head to Mo Xiangli and said, "Girl, no one can cure Mo Ya's poison. Since your brother refuses to ask for the antidote for you, I can only ask for your condolences."

Fan Moya put away his smile gracefully, turned around and left the room, only two brothers and sisters were left in the room.

Mo Xiangli looked at Han Qing's resolute side face, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly stood up and slammed his head against the wall.

Sensing her intentions, Han Qing pulled her back a second before her head hit the wall, and cursed angrily, "You're crazy!"

Mo Xiangli looked at Han Qing with tears in his eyes, and there was a sea of ​​sadness in his eyes.

"You..." Han Qing pointed at Mo Xiangli angrily, looked at her weak appearance, gritted her teeth but was speechless.

"Do you know what Fan Moya wants me to do in his room!" Han Qing pointed at the door angrily and said.

Mo Xiangli didn't speak, but still looked at him with teary eyes.

Han Qing circled around impatiently, grabbed her hair and said through gritted teeth: "He is a pervert who likes men, and he wants to fuck me like a woman. Do you now understand the reason why I don't ask for an antidote!"

Mo Xiangli's eyes widened in surprise, and then she realized that she and Tan Lang could only be a pair of desperate couples, and when she closed her eyes, she resolutely slammed into the wall again.

Han Qing quickly grabbed her and said angrily, "Are you trying to force me to death! Does it mean that if I don't save the dog emperor, you will die?"

Mo Xiangli closed his eyes and remained silent without speaking.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! As long as you're willing to fuck me, I'm willing to fuck Fan Moya!" Han Qing couldn't do anything about her, punched the wall angrily, and said through gritted teeth.

Mo Xiangli nodded silently.

Han Qing's eyes turned red in an instant, she grabbed Mo Xiangli and pressed her on the table, pulled off her clothes roughly, and cursed: "Okay, then I will do as you wish, I am not happy, you Don't even think about it!"

Mo Xiangli silently endured Han Qing's anger pouring out like a wild beast, tearing one drop after another, hitting the ground, slapping the water of despair.

Tan Lang, I'm sorry Yan'er is going to betray our pure love.

Love is always ridiculous, sometimes it's either betraying the one you love, or betraying the one you love.

In the dark night, Mo Xiangli was lying on the bed exhausted, watching Han Qing put on his clothes indifferently with tears in his eyes, and left silently.

After about an hour, the servant beside Fan Moya personally delivered the antidote and said to her:

"My son-in-law, let me tell you that he will wait for you for three days in Longshang. The horses downstairs are ready, time is running out, you can go to the palace."

Mo Xiangli pinched the box of antidote with his fingers, his eyes were dry, even though he cried heart-rendingly, he couldn't shed a single tear.

Mo Xiangli heard what the servant said, sobbing, he immediately ran downstairs, rode his horse, and said in his heart: "Tan Lang, you must hold on, Yan'er is here to save you."

In the palace, the imperial physicians surrounded Xiao Jingyu in a hurry, but they were helpless, waiting in pain for death, who would take away their good emperor who worked hard and cared for the people.

The ministers were already arguing with each other outside the bedroom to discuss who should be the new emperor. The loud voices could be heard clearly by the people inside.

Li Junye and Yan Zijin looked at Xiao Jingyu, who had a dark complexion, shook hands each, and asked with tears streaming down his face, "Jing Yu, what else do you wish for? Who do you want to see?"

When Xiao Jingyu heard these words, tears silently rolled down his face, and the eyes of the phoenix were full of despair and unwillingness.

He still has too many grand plans that have not been realized, and Muyun's northern territory has not yet been taken back, so it is impossible to see the situation of great unification.

He hasn't enjoyed his life well, since he took the throne, he hasn't left the palace for a single step, he reads the memorials every night until before going to bed, and rarely pampers the harem.

Looking back now, being an emperor is really boring. It's not as good as when I was a prince, traveling in mountains and rivers, occasionally visiting brothels and markets with Yan Zijin and the others.

Also, Han Qing, a peerless beauty, has not yet been conquered, and he ran away again, I am really unwilling!

He has no heirs yet, it's really funny to see these ministers arguing over who should be the emperor!

"There's nothing to say, Gao Sheng, go and bring Mo Xiangli here." Xiao Jingyu thought about it carefully, the only person in this palace worthy of his nostalgia is probably her.

Gao Sheng heard this, left with a sad face, and when he came back, he said solemnly: "Mei Mei, she is not in the palace."

"I'm afraid she was taken away by Han Qing, that's all, that's all." Xiao Jingyu sighed and shook his head, then suddenly covered his stomach again, twitched ferociously, and screamed in pain.

Li Junye and Yan Zijin immediately stuffed a soft cloth into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

The two hated themselves secretly, unable to bear the heartbreaking pain for their friend, they could only hold him down to prevent him from grabbing the wall with his head.

At the end of the wave of pain, Xiao Jingyu's face was pale and bloodless, his whole body was drenched with sweat, and he leaned against the head of the bed collapsed.

Li Junye took off the soft cloth from his mouth, he coughed, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Zijin immediately became nervous, turned around and asked the chief physician anxiously, "Why did he vomit blood?"

The Chief Physician hurried forward to feel the pulse, and said solemnly: "This poison is too overbearing, I'm afraid it has already invaded the heart veins, there is no antidote, I am afraid, I am afraid..."

The imperial doctor didn't go on, Xiao Jingyu smiled mockingly, and said to them: "Don't try your best in vain. After I die, remember to separate Mo Xiang, kill Han Qing, and let them go to the underworld to accompany me Enough."

"Han Qing is so hateful that she took Mo Xiangli away at this time! You dote on Mo Xiangli so much, but she is not by your side when you need her!"

Yan Zijin patted the edge of the bed angrily and said, feeling extremely sad for her friend and resenting that Mo Xiangli was not by Xiao Jingyu's side when he needed him.

Li Junye nodded heavily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a towel, and promised, "We will definitely bring Mo Xiangli and Han Qing to your mausoleum."

Xiao Jingyu nodded with a wry smile, and continued: "Unfortunately, I can't see the three of you, send me away together.

After my death, you should release Murong Yi from the cold palace. As for whether her queen status can be restored, it all depends on Rong Bai. "

Li Junye and Yan Zijin, thinking of Murong Bai who left them, nodded sadly.

Xiao Jingyu's cough became more and more severe, and the blood flowed out, and even the brocade handkerchief could not be wiped off.

Xiao Jingyu's phoenix eyes became brighter and brighter, his pale face suddenly turned rosy, and he said with a smile: "My stomach pain is gone now, it's great."

Everyone felt even more sad when they saw him come back to life, and at this moment, Mo Xiangli was still on his way...