Yuan Mo had no choice but to leave the two kids’ room and return the medicine to Nanzhi.

He shook his head in embarrassment.

Nanzhi clicked his tongue, threw away the pot brush, took the medicine bowl, and walked in aggressively.

But when she saw the handsome young man, he looked like a frightened bird and shrank back at her.

She calmed down a little.

Why bother with a fool!

she thinks.

She sat down beside the bed with the bowl in her hand and said softly:

"San'er, come here and take your medicine."

The third young master hesitated for a moment, but still hugged the quilt and shook his head.

"Tsk..."

Nanzhi's patience, which she had worked so hard to build up, was shattered.

Take off your shoes and get on the bed, planning to force it on you.

But he held his head, raised his wet eyes and peeked at her.

Cried……

"Oh, it's really troublesome."

Nanzhi sighed and took his hand.

"Okay, be good and take your medicine. After you take the medicine, you'll have candy!"

"…You drink first…"

Nanzhi was so angry that she laughed.

Who said he was stupid!

He is very smart!

Pretending to take a sip, Nanzhi said exaggeratedly:

"Mmm, so sweet!"

The third young master raised his eyebrows and glanced at the black medicine bowl.

shook his head.

"Liar..."

"Try it!"

Finally, I coaxed him into drinking a bowl of medicine.

While eating his lollipop, he asked pitifully:

"Where's Xixi?"

"I went to school."

"Where's Xiaoye?"

"I went to school..."

"Where's the baby?"

"...Let Baoyun come in and keep you company later."

The third young master nodded with satisfaction.

I want to ask my big brother...

But when I think of the cruel way he killed someone last night, I feel so scared...

Simply shut his mouth.

He secretly watched Nanzhi repairing the window and asked again.

"Where's the baby?"

Nanzhi was annoyed by his questions and evaded the question.

"Baoyun is learning to read with Yuanmo, go join them!"

Thinking of his elder brother's angry and ruthless look, he shook his head timidly again.

He buried his face in the quilt.

Nanzhi repaired the window and Seventeen also came back.

Go inside and discuss with Nanzhi and Yuanmo.

"I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, but it's not safe here anymore. Do you want to live somewhere else?"

Yuan Mo shook his head.

"We are in the light, they are in the dark, there is no escape."

Seventeen lowered his brows, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I have sent a message to Master Ming, and another guard will be sent over this afternoon."

“Treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.”

Yuan Mo hesitated for a moment.

"Do you know who wants your master's life?"

Seventeen hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Yuan Mo closed the book and signaled Baoyun to go out and find the third young master.

"Why not spread the news back to Kyoto and say..."

Yuan Mo's eyes were deep, with a hint of excitement that Nanzhi had never seen before.

Dangerous, but fascinating.

"You captured the assassin alive, and the assassin gave away the mastermind."

Seventeen was a little conflicted.

Isn't this deceiving the king?

Yuan Mo saw his struggle and comforted him.

"This place is at least a thousand miles away from Kyoto. Even if Kyoto really sends someone to investigate, by the time they arrive, the assassin will have already died and there will be nothing left to investigate."

"But why is this so? Even if you don't tell us... everyone can guess who wants to harm the master."

Yuan Mo sneered.

"How can speculation and proven accusations be the same?

By then, that person will not only recall all the assassins to protect himself, but will also worry about your master getting into trouble, and he will be unable to defend himself."

Seventeen thought about it for a moment, felt it made sense, clasped his fists, nodded, and left.

"I will send a message to Master Ming right away."

Nanzhi watched Yuan Mo planning his strategy and swallowed.

I thought to myself: This is what it feels like!

He is worthy of being the villain and powerful official in the original book.

Yuan Mo watched Seventeen leave the house.

Seeing that Nanzhi was looking at him like a stranger, he quietly put away his edge and stretched out his hand towards her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Nanzhi shook her head and sat next to him.

"Do you know San'er's identity?"

Yuan Mo put his arm around her, held her hand, and started writing.

"I don't know."

"Then how do you teach Seventeen those things?"

Yuan Mo smiled and explained patiently.

“Thousands of miles of assassinations are nothing more than partisan disputes.

Considering the situation in the capital, the only one who would act so recklessly and high-profile is the Second Prince, who has achieved great success.

However, the Second Prince is brave but not wise, so he is the best to control."

He tilted his head and kissed Nanzhi's bun.

Nanzhi lowered his eyes and wrote the word "Emperor".

She moved a little, turned her head and asked him.

"Yuan Mo, now that you know your identity, do you... want to be the emperor?"

Yuan Mo was stunned.

He never thought about it.

But since Zhizhi asked, he thought about it seriously.

Still shook his head.

"Do not want to."

"why?"

"It's not easy to sit on the throne. Various forces are eyeing it covetously, and it's always difficult to do things as you wish.

I don't want any power, I just want to live a peaceful life with you."

These words...

Nanzhi benefited greatly from it.

In the original book, he also didn't want to be emperor.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be willing to die to help the heroine.

Yuan Mo saw Nanzhi was in deep thought, so he held her hair and added something.

"Unless...you want to."

Nanzhi waved her hands hurriedly.

"I don't, I don't want to!"

This made Yuan Mo laugh.

"Zhizhi's thoughts are my thoughts."

Nanzhi heard him say this and teased him on purpose.

"Then how about we not go to Beijing?"

"it is good!"

There was almost no hesitation.

Yuan Mo agreed.

Nanzhi smiled and said:

"Just kidding!"

Looking at Yuan Mo's appearance just now...

Machiavelli excites him.

Moreover, according to the plot of the original book, he also had to go to Beijing.

This is always unavoidable...

Yuan Mo didn't think so much.

He didn't tell lies.

It is enough for him to live on.

Holding Nanzhi and shaking her, he buried his head in her neck and whispered.

"Wherever Zhizhi is, I'll be there, and I'll obey you..."

Nanzhi felt so itchy because of him.

Hide and push his head away.

"Okay, stop messing around, I'm going to go cook!"

"I'll help you."

"OK……"

The two chatted and laughed among the stoves.

Shrouded in smoke, it is particularly warm...

But the third young master hiding in the room was a completely different scene.

Like a frightened bird, he pricked up his ears, alert to any noise outside.

Even with Baoyun around, she can't be comforted.

He didn't feel relieved until the two kids came back in the evening.

Even when sleeping, I have to hold on to the clothes of the two little ones tightly.

however……

When he woke up, his illness seemed to be more serious.

A splitting headache.

Both kids were woken up by him.

When I opened my eyes, I saw him curled up in the corner with his head in his hands.

Keep moaning.

Yuan Xi hurriedly got out of bed, and without caring that it was still dark, she knocked on the door of the east bedroom.

"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law, Third Brother is dying!"

Dying is the most urgent thing in Yuan Xi's eyes.

The first thing that worries me is someone dying...

Nanzhi was still sleepy. When she heard Yuanxi's voice, she sat up in shock in a half-asleep state.

He wrapped himself in cotton clothes, got out of bed and went out.

"What's up with him?"

Yuan Xi shook his head.

"I don't know, Third Brother seems to be in pain!"

pain?

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