Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

However, he only felt that the blood of the whole blood poured into his mind at once, without all the indifference of the past, and he forgot the way of monarch and minister that he abided by, he retorted loudly with trembling voice.

"This is impossible!!!"

Mo Jiujun didn't care about people's rebuttals. After all, no matter who heard these words, anyone would react in the same way, so he didn't explain too much, but looked at people's side faces and said: "Wait for that evil kind of life!" Out……"

Stretching out a hand to pick up a strand of black hair, tangle it ambiguously around the fingertips, and said casually: "Isn't everything clear now?"

The confident voice disrupted all Chu Jingran's thoughts.

If it was said that Chu Jingran still had a little so-called fantasy in his heart, then everything turned into powerless paleness in Mo Jiujun's confident words.

How could the girl in my memory who would lead him to look for century-old willows and laugh endlessly while looking for herbs and Chinese medicine plants do such absurd things.

Chu Jingran wanted to refute, to speak out, to expose the words that subverted his cognition, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't squeeze out a word.

Seeing that he was in a trance at the moment, Mo Jiujun suddenly lost the interest to continue beating around the bush.

He suddenly straightened the man's chin, looked at the eyes in front of him, and said word by word: "From today on, don't think about that bitch again, otherwise..."

The danger in the eyes passed away, "I will kill her in advance!"

Locked firmly by the man's dark and penetrating eyes, Chu Jingran suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately backed away from the distance that was too close in a trance, "Emperor... um."

Forcibly imprisoning the person who was trying to retreat in his arms, Mo Jiujun kissed the person's lips, struggling with the entanglement of lips and teeth, he skillfully untied the person's belt.

The belt fell to the ground, and the cold wind blew along the cardigan, causing Chu Jingran's eyes to widen suddenly, and they were completely shocked.

Ignoring his shock completely, Mo Jiujun lowered his head and bit his white collarbone, his slightly callused palm moved inside, along the delicate skin, all the way down, murmured hoarsely.

"Remember, this is...a punishment."

Chu Jingran: Dragon chair play? !

——Core Socialist Values——

Perhaps it was because of the aura of the dragon chair, Chu Jingran felt refreshed all over his body and body, and was lucky enough to sleep on the dragon bed that even the concubines in the harem had never slept on.

Mo Jiujun, who was full, also calmed down. With his previous experience, he skillfully cleaned up people and gave him some medicine. Then he took him to sleep on the couch, so that he was too diligent the day before. The second day did not go to court.

All the ministers thought that he went with Mu Qianqian when he just returned to the court, and they were happy to hear this, but they didn't think that Mo Jiujun really went with someone, not with Mu Qianqian, but with the national teacher.

Since the play in the imperial study, Chu Jingran said that he had been hiding from Mo Jiujun for a long time, and Mo Jiujun had just returned to the court, so he had a lot of things to deal with, and he wanted to see people's illnesses in person every time, but Either he was stumbling over this matter, or he was stumbling over that matter. While making him angry, he could only deal with the matter first.

Even so, it didn't stop him from sketching in his mind how to punish the disobedient national teacher, and how to kill Mu Qianqian, the number one love rival, as soon as possible.

It's just that although he knows that [-]% of people are hiding from him, Mo Jiujun is still worried that people are really sick. With a wave of his hand, he sent a lot of tonics and rare treasures to the Qianju Palace, thinking that the Clivia at the beginning even sent people to the imperial garden. All the Clivias in the house were emptied, and they were all packed and sent to Qianju Hall.

If Chu Jingran is one of the concubines in the harem, then this posture is the rhythm of a proper concubine.

Everyone only thought that for more than half a year, the emperor had taken a fancy to the talent of the national teacher, so they rewarded him vigorously, but they didn't know that what the emperor was interested in was not the talent of the national teacher, but the person of the national teacher.

114. Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself 17

Qi Luo Dian

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The fine porcelain was smashed on the floor, and the little palace lady who was directly scratched by the bouncing porcelain was frightened and didn't care about the broken pieces all over the floor. She knelt down and kowtowed to confess her guilt.

"Your Majesty calm down, Your Majesty calm down."

Although Mu Qianqian had a big belly, her face was full of hostility, and she picked up the cup on the table and threw it on the person's head.

"There is no tea to cool down, so you bring it in front of Ben Gong. Are you trying to scald Ben Gong to death? If something goes wrong in Ben Gong's stomach, you can't take the responsibility of cutting you into pieces. Somebody, drag this lowly servant girl down to me and kill him with a stick."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the slaves don't dare anymore, I beg your Majesty." The little maid was dragged out by three or five people with blood pouring from her head.

Seeing this, Lu Jie who was not far away immediately stepped forward to appease her emotions, "Your Majesty, don't get mad at those lowly maidservants, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not good for the little master to get angry all the time."

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