Your Majesty, this minister is for your own good

After dinner, Mo Ziwen sat in front of his desk, looking at the memorials piled up in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.Supporting his forehead, he stared blankly at the door of the study.

He sighed again, "Oh..." He glanced at Xiao Zhuozi standing beside him.

Xiao Zhuozi remained motionless, as if he didn't hear the long sigh of his Majesty.

"Little Zhuozi, can't you help me think of a way?" Seeing that Xiao Zhuozi ignored him, Mo Ziwen had no choice but to look at Xiao Zhuozi and said.

"Your Majesty, it's not that Xiao Zhuozi doesn't want to help you. Rather, Xiao Zhuozi really has nothing to do. Xiao Zhuozi can't approve memorials, and he can't help you, Your Majesty."

"Then you go and find someone who can criticize me!" Mo Ziwen said angrily.

"Then your Majesty will tell Xiao Zhuozi who will be, and Xiao Zhuozi will go find him right away!"

"..."

"Your Majesty, tell Xiao Zhuozi quickly, and Xiao Zhuozi will go to him immediately!" As he said, Xiao Zhuozi was eager to try, as if he was waiting for Mo Ziwen's order.

His right hand knocked on Xiao Zhuozi's head vigorously, "If I know, do I still need to ask you? I order you to want to go!"

"Your Majesty is bullying Xiao Zhuozi again..." Xiao Zhuozi complained softly.

"What did you say?" Mo Ziwen stared straight at Xiao Zhuozi, waiting for Xiao Zhuozi to say something that made him unhappy, so that he could vent his anger today.

"I said, Your Majesty, you can actually find Prime Minister Gu!" Xiao Zhuozi had an idea, and quickly pushed out his shield.

That's right, why didn't I think of it!Of course, it would be best to ask the prime minister to do this kind of thing.

"Little Zhuozi, then go and call the prime minister!"

"Your Majesty, Xiao Zhuozi is going now!" After speaking, Xiao Zhuozi immediately went out to find Gu Huaifeng.

Mo Ziwen propped his chin with his right hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.My mind went back to today's Royal Garden, thinking about He Lei's tight hug, then thinking of He Lei's affectionate confession, and then thinking of Jiang Fuliu, the second daughter of the Jiang family who was dancing sword in the Royal Garden today.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!" A panting voice suddenly ran into the ears of Mo Ziwen who was still in deep thought.

"What's the matter, little Zhuozi? Didn't you tell the prime minister to come over here? Why did you come here alone?" Mo Ziwen looked at Xiao Zhuozi who was panting in doubt and asked.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is ill."

"sick?"

"Xiao Zhuozi went to the prime minister's mansion, an old housekeeper told Xiao Zhuozi."

"Then what should we do now?" Mo Ziwen propped his chin and asked Xiao Zhuozi.

Blinking and blinking, Xiao Zhuozi looked at Mo Ziwen in confusion.

"..." Well, how does Xiao Zhuozi know about this kind of thing?

Mo Ziwen's eyes fixed on the mountain of memorials in front of him, and he felt a severe headache.By the way, he hasn't started to criticize this yet, if he really does it, wouldn't it be Mo Ziwen's life?

"Touch!" Suddenly Mo Ziwen slapped the table, and the table made an empty sound.

"Ouch..." Mo Ziwen yelled miserably while clutching his hand.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty? What's the matter?" Xiao Zhuozi hurriedly stepped forward and looked vigorously at Mo Ziwen's hand. "Oh, Your Majesty, it's all red... Come quickly, Your Majesty accepts..."

Enduring the pain, Mo Ziwen covered Xiao Zhuozi's mouth which was shouting, "Don't scream, do you hear me!"

Xiao Zhuozi didn't know why, but he nodded slightly under Mo Ziwen's obviously unkind eyes.

"Your Majesty, why don't you ask the imperial physician to take a look? You see, it's all red, if..."

Before Xiao Zhuozi finished speaking, Mo Ziwen suddenly turned his head to the other side, and said stiffly to Xiao Zhuozi: "I have my own plan, and I don't want to say anything about this matter! Got it?"

Xiao Zhuozi lowered his head, His Majesty seemed a little strange today. "Oh, I see...but Your Majesty, why did you knock on the table?"