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Due to Sikong Mo's insistence, the two did not stay long in the outskirts of the city, almost after dinner that day, they both bid farewell to Mingyue and Xingchen.

Along the way, the two did not forget the previous unhappiness, so there was no conversation.

After sending Sikong Mo to the gate of the palace, Yu Moshu quickly saluted and left first.

Although Sikong Mo felt sorry, he was born noble after all, no matter how special and indulgent he was to Yu Mo in private, but now in front of the guards, he still couldn't condescend.

In other words, he couldn't afford to lose that face!

Besides, no matter how you say it, he is the majestic king of a country, so why should he be tolerant to this arrogant person in every way, begging for perfection?

Yu Moshu, even if he has great abilities, he is only a general!

Why should he say what he wants to do?

There was a little imbalance in Sikong Mo's heart, obviously he was the master, and Yu Moshu was the one who wanted to be obedient.

Hmph, he just doesn't unify the world, he just shows Yu Moshu's face, he just doesn't take medicine; what else can Yu Moshu do to him?

He's just a general, so Yu Moshu still wants to climb on top of him, Sikong Mo?

Staring fiercely at Yu Moshu's receding back, Sikong Mo wished he could go up and give him a good roar.However, within a moment, he stopped his childish behavior... shuxiangmendi made it up for you.reason

In front of him, that person is always just a pure white dress that is not stained with dust, and has not changed for many years.Even that face was as pale as before.

But what about the heart?

Is it the same as before and has not changed?

Thinking of this, Sikong Mo's heart suffocated suddenly, he bowed his head and paused for a while, then turned around and walked into the palace gate resentfully.

With his back to Sikong Mo, Yu Moshu resisted the urge to look back, and walked forward quickly with heavy steps.

In fact, he would never allow himself to look back──With such a pale face, with an uncontrollable scarlet gushing from the corner of his mouth, how could he have the face to see Xiao Mo again?

He is very clear that such a self has gradually lost his qualifications to be the general of Zhenbei.

He can't even protect his own king, so what right does he have to make Xiao Mo worry about himself?

Feeling more fishy and sweet overflowing, Yu Moshu raised his hand and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his pure white sleeve.Looking at the shocking bright red on the white, the excessively dazzling traces made him tighten his brows.

It seems that some things, some plans, must be put on the table as soon as possible.

After all, it has been delayed for too long, and there is not much time left...

After tidying up his tired expression, Yu Moshu stepped into the threshold of the prime minister's mansion. Although he was mentally prepared, he still hesitated for a while when he saw Yu Dongting sitting upright in the hall and the servants behind him.

Immediately after thinking about it, he secretly smiled in his heart needlessly.

Stepping forward, he knelt down five steps away from Yu Dongting, "Greetings to Daddy, my child."

Yu Dongting put the teacup aside, stared at his son kneeling on the ground, and asked, "The king has returned to the palace?"

"Yes."

"Is the king cured?"

Yu Moshu was slightly taken aback, "The fever has subsided, but the details need to be confirmed by the imperial physician." After all, except for the medicine that was forced into him when he was asleep, Xiao Mo refused to drink medicine at all after waking up.

Yu Dongting nodded, as if he had everything in mind.

In the hall, due to the cessation of communication between the two father and son, there was a moment of silence.

Looking at Yu Moshu, who was kneeling on the ground, but straightened his back, without any regret on his face, Yu Dongting quietly tightened his hands on the armrest of the chair.

"Come here!" Yu Dongting said coldly, "Family servants!"

Yu Moshu's expression changed, he seemed to be frightened, but he couldn't believe it.However, it was suppressed for a moment.

The speed is so fast that people almost think it is an illusion.

After all, Yu Moshu, who is not afraid of anything, has ever shown such an expression to the outside world?

"master?"

The butler at the side stood up, anxiously trying to persuade Yu Dongting to withdraw his order.

However, how could Yu Dongting give him a chance?

His face darkened, and he said coldly, "Whoever dares to intercede with this scoundrel, the truth will double the punishment!" That awe-inspiring expression was almost similar to that of Yu Moshu when he was angry.

Although the relationship between father and son is not good, they are still close father and son after all.

Yu Moshu also knew that his stubborn temper was mostly obtained from Yu Dongting's true biography, but he couldn't be happy at all.

Instead, he felt that this was a great tragedy!

To be honest, he would rather have a better temper than to confront that person knowing that the person wants him to be subdued, which will only increase the pain of flesh and blood.

slap──

The thick rattan waved, with a howling sound piercing the air, and landed on the thin white clothes one after another.

Suppressing the rapidly spreading fire-like pain on his shoulders and back, Yu Moshu straightened up needlessly, his eyes fixed on the front.

The nerves of the whole body tensed, but Yu Mo wrote nothing.The calm appearance made people wonder whether the sound of merciless whipping was just an illusion.

However, as time passed, everyone present no longer doubted it.

The snow-colored thin shirt has been ripped open by the rattan, revealing the red and swollen scars underneath.If you look carefully, you can see faint blood streaks looming on the fair skin.

However, Yu Moshu, who was under torture, did not beg for mercy, but frowned slightly and kept silent.

The person who was beaten was still calm and composed, but the executioner was in a panic.

Softening his feet, the butler dropped the cane in his hand and prostrated himself on the ground.

The housekeeper kowtowed heavily, and pleaded with tears, "Master, please forgive the young master. The young master's body cannot bear the family law..."

Yu Dongting interrupted, "He can come and go on the battlefield without hindrance, how can he not be able to bear this mere family law?" He said, looking at Yu Moshu with a stubborn face, "If he really can't bear it, it's not his turn." Come and plead for him!"

His meaning is very clear, as long as Yu Moshu is willing to bow his head, he can take his life back.However, Yu Dongting actually understood very well that it would be faster for Yu Moshu to bow his head to him than to beat him to death!

Sure enough, Yu Moshu just smiled coldly.

Yu Dongting asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what's wrong?!"

"What's wrong?" Yu Moshu asked back, "As a son of man, I, Yu Moshu, obeyed your order and went to Sikong Mo's side to be a little imperial guard. As a minister, I, Yu Moshu, fought to the death to protect the lord. I would like to ask, where did I go wrong?"

"You! You, you dare to talk back?!"

"If you really want me to make a mistake, then my only mistake in this life is to become your Yu Dongting's son!"

clap──

The palms were trembling slightly, Yu Dongting looked angrily at his son who was kneeling on the ground and refused to give in, and almost passed his breath with anger.

Pale complexion, as long as it suffers a little damage, it will immediately emerge.

Looking at the swollen cheeks and bloodshot lips, Yu Dongting felt a throbbing pain in his heart—this son has not been close to him since he was a child, not to mention rebellious by nature, and his frivolous temper has never cared about anything.If discipline is not stepped up, sooner or later a catastrophe will result.However, with the severe criticism and the passage of time, the distance between father and son gradually grew.

Over time, I hid my worries, thinking that it would be all right to mention them behind my back.It's just that he didn't expect that his son had reached a deeper age where he started to hide his thoughts!He also refuses to be snooped by him as a father!

Although the two are under the same roof, they are actually worse than two strangers!

Now hearing Yu Moshu express all the thoughts in his heart, Yu Dongting is lying to say that his heart does not hurt.No matter what, this arrogant person in front of him is his only flesh and blood, the only blood relative in this world!

"If you think it was a mistake, why continue? From the beginning to the end, I never forced you to stay in this Prime Minister's residence!" After speaking, Yu Dongting left with a flick of his sleeves.

He didn't know why he would say such irreparable words, he obviously didn't want the matter to go to such an extent in his heart, but he still couldn't suppress it.No matter how he warned himself, he still couldn't control it.

"You want me to go?!" Yu Moshu stood up quickly, and asked loudly to the old figure.

"If you think it's wrong, what right do I have to keep you? I just want you to know that I don't need a son who gets into trouble every day!"

Tightening his thin lips, Yu Moshu stared at the figure who disappeared around the corner, his eyes were reddish.

Yu Dongting, what did I do wrong? !Why do you come to me when you call it, and go away when you wave it?

If it was a mistake, you shouldn't have given birth to me in the first place!