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Because of Yu Moshu's serious injury, the planned return trip was inevitably delayed.

Sikong Mo also wanted to stay and wait for Yu Moshu to wake up and confirm that he was fine before leaving for the court.With a sense of luck, he lived in the barracks for three days, but Yan Xin's arrival completely shattered his dream.

That day, as soon as he came to Yu Moshu's camp, Yan Xin was already waiting for him inside: "My lord, His Royal Highness Yi Wang said that he has something important to discuss with the Prime Minister, and he has been waiting for you in the palace for a long time."

Sikong Mo couldn't refuse, so he hurriedly explained a few words to the military doctor, and set off to return to the palace first.Even though I was prepared in my heart, when I returned to the palace, seeing the increase of guards around me, I was still unavoidably disappointed.

pretense!

Those trivial matters don't need him to deal with them himself.

Before he had time to stand still, Si Kong Yi came up to meet him and kept asking if he was hurt anywhere.A series of questions made Sikong Mo understand that the news of his assassination had already reached the ears of his closest family elders.

No wonder, in such a hurry, let him rush back to the palace.

A pang of guilt suddenly rose in my heart—I made Uncle Wang worry again.

They mobilized bright soldiers and dark guards from all directions to investigate for several days, but there was still no news about the assassin.Obviously, the assassination this time was not accidental, but had been plotted for a long time.The person behind the scenes was even more careful, without leaving any clues.

The only good news is that the news of Yu Moshu's awakening came the second day after he arrived at the palace.

just—

As soon as the man woke up, he ignored everyone's dissuasion, took a bow and arrow, and frantically hunted down [-]% to [-]% of the prey in the forest.If it wasn't for the fact that his body couldn't hold on any longer, Sikong Mo didn't think Yu Moshu would obediently stop.

That person, I love to kill him; he always talks about cutting weeds and roots, and he doesn't stop for a moment...

Sure enough, that guy Yu Moshu would only stop for a moment when he was in a coma.

Throwing the letter in his hand aside, Sikong Mo lowered his body slumped, his thin back sank deeply into the wide dragon chair.

He opened his dull eyes, not knowing where to look.After a while, he slowly raised his hand to cover his sad face: No, I can't be willful anymore.

Every move I make involves the whole Tianxie.No matter whether it is the subjects or the people who care about themselves, they can no longer be hurt because of themselves!

The father gave this country to himself, but he couldn't, let him down!

He didn't know that it was Sikong Mo, but also the king of Tianxie, who put the country first in everything.There is nothing comparable to the interests of the country!

No, can't have!

Sitting up again, Sikong Mo tremblingly took the imperial brush on the table, his eyes full of struggle.Taking a deep breath, under hesitation, time passed quickly.The hand holding the pen was tightened and then released, and then tightened again, cold sweat had already slipped from the forehead.Immediately, as if thinking of something, Sikong Mo no longer hesitated, the tip of the pen moved quickly, and within a short while, the entire paper was filled with square characters.Then, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, he quickly threw away the pen, stood up, walked three steps in two, and only wanted to escape from the imperial study room.

After finally making up my mind, I will never, ever waver in the slightest!

A gentle breeze blows, sending the scent of sandalwood, books, and ink that filled the room far, far away...

The wet ink blots, faintly revealing the ambition of the king, the determination to rule the world and achieve hegemony.

If this scattered world is destined to make people unable to sleep peacefully, then──

Sikong Mo, willing to be that sinner who makes life miserable!

So, Yu Moshu, I won't hinder you in the matter of those three countries, just do as you wish!

For Yu Moshu, home is a bottomless cage; inside the invisible cage, there is even a wild beast that is biting him.How many times, I wanted to escape completely, but because of various reasons, I had to go back there.No matter what he did, that old man would just indiscriminately give him a savage lecture.Even if he returned triumphantly and glorified the lintel, that dead old man would not give a reward, or even a word of approval.

Yu Moshu didn't know where he had offended that person, so that for many years, that person had put on a cold face to him from beginning to end.

In Tianxie, everyone regards him as the undefeated god of war, and his reputation even surpasses that of the former king Sikong Mu; but they don't know that he has already lost a long time ago, and it was a crushing defeat!

At the very least, whether it is to rule the world or settle the old things in the family, he is unable to do it.

Facing the king who has always indulged himself to make troubles along the way, and at the same time restrained the princes of the four directions; The book has already given up the chance to 'turn over'!

Wei Wei pursed her lips, Yu Moshu got out of the carriage with Ming Zhou's help.

Leaning around for a few times, Yu Moshu felt annoyed at the crowds of onlookers and soldiers maintaining order: the majestic Great General of Zhenbei, the number one major general of Tianxie, was being helped out of the carriage in full view of everyone. , What an embarrassment to throw at the door of the house!

Shaking off Ming Zhou's hand indiscriminately, Yu Moshu stared at Ming Zhou who was doing bad things with good intentions, his brows slightly twitching. "See off my guests!" Yu Moshu climbed up the steps without turning his head, his thin lips moved slightly.

The vermilion gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion was slowly closed behind him, to prevent the crowd from outside who wanted to care about the major general's injury.

Bypassing the rockery fish pond, he quickly came to the living room of the mansion.Looking at the empty hall, he smiled inexplicably.Taking a deep breath, he walked in the opposite direction.

Shouldn't have expected anything...

However, before saying hello, let's wash it first.At least, you can't let that old man see yourself in a mess, otherwise, it will be another training.He doesn't want to make fun of himself anymore!

Without any intention of delaying, Yu Moshu quickly changed the wound medicine on his shoulder, refreshed himself by the way, then rushed out of the room quickly, and rushed to the study where Yu Dongting liked to stay.Heh, he wasn't arrogant enough to think that that father would be like other fathers, when he heard his only son came back, he prepared everything to greet him at the door and say a few words of condolence.

Pushing open the half-closed door, Yu Moshu saw Yu Dongting who was sitting behind the desk, concentrating on the official document in his hand.The latter still cared about me as if he hadn't found him.

"Greetings to Daddy, baby." Yu Moshu knelt down on the ground after saying that.

Yu Dongting still didn't say a word, except that his hands were still busy.In his eyes, it seems that there are only those official documents, and there is no shadow of Yu Moshu, the only blood in this life who is kneeling in front of him.

Yu Moshu wasn't very surprised, his eyes were half downcast, his expression was calm and calm.

Heh, anyway, it's not the first time, kneel down.

In the silent study room, there is only the 'rustling' sound of the paper when flipping through it.The official documents piled high on the table were transferred from one end to the other, and then put from one end to the other.It goes back and forth, like it never ends.

Sitting and kneeling, the two seem to have forgotten each other's existence and are immersed in their own world.There was no conversation, no sympathy, not even the occasional crossing of eyes, it was completely as if the other party was air.

When Yu Dongting finally stopped busy, the sun had already set.

Rubbing his wrist that was overloaded with writing for too long, Yu Dongting finally raised his eyes to look at his son who had been kneeling all afternoon—it really hasn't changed at all.

Paleness was the only impression he had of his son.Even if he is a gold and iron horse all year round, he has been wandering outside, but he has never changed that overly fair... face.Like his wife who has passed away for many years, she is a little too pale.

"Do you know why I made you kneel?" Yu Dongting asked in a deep voice, withdrawing his thoughts from Piaoyuan.

"It's not good to protect the lord, and the lowly position is willing to be punished." When the words of admonishment spit out from the open and closed lips, Yu Moshu understood that the person in front of him was no longer his father, but a prime minister. his boss.

"Do you think that punishment is enough? If something goes wrong with the king, even if you apologize with death, you won't be able to make up for your own mistakes!" Hearing Yu Moshu's indifferent face, Yu Dongting jumped up against the crime.Trembling all over, he almost grabbed the object on the table and threw it at Yu Moshu viciously. "How could I give birth to you, a brat who knows nothing about the sky and the earth!"

Hate that iron is not steel!

"It's the boy's fault, the boy doesn't dare to do it anymore." Yu Moshu said, lowering his eyelids, restraining his impatience.

"The spirit is stubborn, there is no cure!" Flicking his sleeves, Yu Dongting left the study angrily.Yu Moshu, who didn't get permission to stand up, was allowed to kneel alone in the room with no one there.

On the other hand, looking at his appearance, Yu Moshu seemed much more indifferent.

It's still that face that reveals an overly fair complexion, with a condescending arrogance.Even though he was punished to kneel at this moment, he didn't have the slightest emotion.He didn't look like the irritable and short-tempered first major general in the legend at all!

A few days after Yu Moshu returned home, he was summoned into the palace again.

It's obvious that protecting the lord is not good, and even almost made a big mistake, but Sikong Mo still tolerates him like this.Everyone suppressed the impeachment memorial full of crimes on hand again.

Because, if Sikong Mo had the intention to cover up, no matter how many papers they submitted, they would not be able to shake Yu Moshu's current status.

If it succeeds, it's fine; if one is not careful and fails, then it really won't be possible to stay in the court.Just one Yu Moshu is enough for them to have a headache, if the prime minister is angered, the matter will not be a joke.After all, the official rank crushes people to death.Although it was rumored that the father and son were at odds.However, no matter how rigid the relationship is, they are still a family, with the same blood flowing through them...

On this day, Yu Moshu was called by Sikong Mo again to have dinner together.

"Wound, how is the recovery?" Swallowing the food in his mouth, Sikong Mo's brows were stained with worry again.

"Your Majesty, is Yu Moshu such a delicate person?" Yu Moshu realized for the first time that Sikong Mo was also wordy sometimes.It's just a small injury, these days I don't know how many times I said 'it's okay', but he asked more frequently.

Sikong Mo opened his mouth, but finally gave up.

No wonder he was so worried, Yu Moshu's face was so pale that he was no different from a ghost.In addition, when he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion these days and had a quarrel with Yu Dongting every day, his face became even more ugly.

Seeing his silence, Yu Moshu lightly smiled and said: "My face is natural, even if I die someday, I'm afraid it's just like this. But it's also good, when the king has time to see Weichen's body , and will not be frightened."

"Little Yu..."

"Everyone is going to die, Xiao Mo, no one can accompany you until death. It's common to take one step first and then one step later, isn't it?" Yu Moshu changed the subject and continued: "However, if In my lifetime, to complete the great cause of unifying the world, even if I have to die in battle, I am willing." At that time, he, Yu Moshu, will really die without regret.

"Is the unification of the world really that important to you?" Sikong Mo's eyes flashed, "No, is it possible to take a step back?"

"Things that are more important than life, Yu Moshu can't back down!" And he doesn't want to back down at all!

With firm eyes, speaking so silently, Sikong Mo lowered his eyes lightly, repeatedly rubbing the handwriting with his fingertips hidden in his sleeves, which he had been drafting for many days. "If, I mean if, if I let you do it, will you kill them all?"

"Kill them all? Your Majesty, is Yu Moshu such a cold-blooded person?" Yu Moshu sighed lightly, and then said seriously: "I think the king's spies have already reported it to you. But if you still don't believe me, Yu Moshu The book can repeat it again: I swear to the sky, do not kill unless you are an enemy; do not kill unless you are a thief, and do not punish anyone who is an adulterer! If you violate it, your family will be destroyed!"

Swearing in the name of a family is far heavier than in the name of an individual.The punishment to be accepted will also affect the family.The Prime Minister's Mansion was injured, and the scope involved was not as simple as two or three lives.The auxiliary minister Yu Dongting is a key to Tianxie's stability.Without him, Uncle Wang and his own strength alone would not be able to completely contain the princes of the four directions.

And Yu Dongting was even more loyal to the dynasty.Over the years, what he has paid for the court is incalculable.Without him, although Sikong Mo would not be helpless, he would suffer a great loss!

Rubbing the fingertips of the manuscript, it gradually slowed down.Standing up from his seat, Sikong Mo had already made up his mind.

"Yu Moshu accepts..."

"Protect the king! There are assassins──"

Before Sikong Mo finished speaking, he was interrupted by a large number of guards rushing from all directions.

Surrounded by hundreds of guards, the assassin in green didn't feel any effort.Not only is it a counterattack with ease, but it can also be distracted and search for something.The sharp weapon brushed past his body dangerously, but was quickly separated by the sword in his hand.On the hilt of the sword, the water-blue tassel danced in the air following her movements, like a sudden drizzle under a sunny sky, like a dream.

Squinting his eyes, Yu Moshu stared at the assassin who broke in alone, and at the same time, he naturally pulled Sikong Mo behind him.

Eyes shrouded in cold air stared at the open space in front of the court without a moment's relaxation. Hundreds of guards teamed up, but the assassin with a sword was helpless. Patience gradually passed away, and bloodthirsty dryness surged from the bottom of my heart. rise.

Bunch of trash!

"Yanxin, protect the king."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Moshu's figure had already flew into the circle of Evil Dou, facing the man with one enemy against a hundred with his sword...

Seeing that Yu Moshu went into battle in person, everyone retreated a certain distance wisely to ensure that he would be able to help when he needed support.

After the move, Yu Moshu realized that the opponent's internal strength and swordsmanship were no less than his own.And he was wounded, so it was really not suitable for a head-on confrontation, let alone a long-term battle.

For today's plan, only outsmart, quick battle and quick decision!

Determined in his mind, Yu Moshu quickly collected his thoughts and concentrated on the challenge, not daring to be sloppy any more.

However, the other party seems to know what he thinks in his heart, only defending but not attacking, this time he narrowly dodged the offensive with all his strength, and deliberately wanted to use this to consume his physical strength!

Yu Moshu gritted his teeth, his natural arrogance and unwillingness to admit defeat made him only grit his teeth and persist, but he didn't want to ask for help.

The man in Tsing Yi also gradually felt strenuous because of his desperate efforts.Not wanting to continue entanglement, both sides would be hurt, he turned his wrist holding the sword, skillfully fending off the approaching sword energy.Then, there was a flash of figure, and after a dull impact, there was already a figure of another person on the open space.

Everyone gasped, it was Yu Moshu!

At this moment, he was lying powerlessly on the ground, with black blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

With a body that was too heavily wounded and unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as the assassin in Tsing Yi pointed the tip of his sword at him and stabbed him quickly...

There is no ability to save yourself!

Don't---!

At the very moment, Yu Moshu felt a golden light flashing in front of his eyes, and before he had time to confirm what it was, he heard a panicked cry from the crowd - "Your Majesty!"

What?Xiaomo? !

Opening the eyes that were slightly stung by the golden light, a look of disbelief flashed in Yu Moshu's eyes.

That person, the person standing in front of him, wearing a yellow shirt that symbolizes the status of an emperor, is slender but extremely firm, with his hands open to protect himself behind him, it is the king he is devoted to with all his heart—Sikong Mo!

No, Xiao Mo, get out of the way!

Struggling to get up from the ground, Yu Moshu raised his hand with great difficulty, trying to push Sikong Mo away with all his strength.

Xiao Mo, it's dangerous, run away!

The astonishing transformation made everyone forget the movement in their hands, only the tip of the sword that was pressing in did not weaken at all...

It's only ten inches, five inches - just a little bit, just a little bit to push away that incomprehensible person!

Two inches; one inch──Yu Moshu's heart was on fire, and he stopped struggling in despair.

ding──

The man in Tsing Yi stopped his figure, his sword hand was still in mid-air, his cold eyes looked at the king with firm eyes, and his eyes were complicated.

The point of the sword rested on the king's head, on the crown set with blue gemstones──

The moment when iron and jade want to touch, time seems to be forbidden. shuxiangmendi will do it for you.reason

!When---!

The long sword that slipped from his hand landed slumped to the ground, and the tassels hanging from the hilt depicted a water-colored dream in midair.

With a slight tremor of his fingertips, the man in Tsing Yi took a step forward, stretched out his long arms, and pulled the slightly dazed king into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Fool, why don't you hide? Why do you have to meet up. Do you know that it's dangerous to do that?!" The young man said angrily.If he couldn't stop his movements, what would be the consequences, he didn't even dare to think about it!

Letting him hug him, Sikong Mo didn't resist, and the corners of his mouth raised wanton lines of laughter.

It wasn't until the other party finally let him go that he took the other party's hand and wrote on the other's palm with his fingertips: "Because Xiao Mo knows that Ao will not hurt Xiao Mo!"

"You..." Yin Tianao was at a loss for words for a moment, but he couldn't handle the person in front of him.After pondering for a moment, he said again: "Don't do such a dangerous thing next time. Otherwise, I will never forgive you."

Sikong smiled and nodded.Um!

Holding his heavy eyelids, after confirming that the slender person was not injured in the slightest, the pale person lost all energy in his body, and gradually closed his eyes weakly...