The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

Ming Yang returned to the palace, but Yuan Yi was in a hurry, and now he didn't care about the relationship between superiority and inferiority, so he hurriedly dragged Ming Yang to check.

"Yuan Yi, you go out first, let Ziling check the injury for the emperor first." Mu Beimo saw Ming Yang being surrounded by Yuan Yi as soon as he was put on the couch, feeling dissatisfied.

"Yes, my lord." Yuan Yi also sensed Mu Beimo's anger, and hurriedly withdrew.

Han Ziling was checking his injuries. Although Mu Beimo was anxious and walked around, Han Ziling kicked him out.

Ming Yang was lying on the bed, and Han Ziling carefully peeled off the cloth strips wrapped around Ming Yang, revealing a hideous wound that was somewhat rotten.

"Your Majesty, Ziling will scrape off the dead flesh later, rinse the wound and reapply the medicine. It may hurt a little, so bear with it." Han Ziling sterilized the knives and placed them on the table next to them one by one. He handed Ming Yang a piece of clean cloth for him to bite on.

"Well, it's okay, you can start." Ming Yang bit the cloth and closed his eyes.

"Ziling is about to start." Han Ziling informed, waiting for Ming Yang to get mentally prepared.

"Okay, let's start!" Ming Yang nodded, signaling that it's ok.

Holding a small knife, Han Ziling gently cut the rotten flesh on Ming Yang's wound. Han Ziling had already used the lightest force with one stroke, but Ming Yang's forehead was already covered with sweat.The maids at the side didn't dare to look at it, but helped to wipe the sweat off Ming Yang's head from time to time.

Seeing that Ming Yang couldn't bear it, Han Ziling accelerated the speed of his subordinates so that Ming Yang could end the torture quickly.

"Eh!" There were waves of piercing pain in his calf, and he bit the cloth in his mouth, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, and his face was pale.After some time, Han Ziling finally finished treating the wound, and Han Ziling wrapped Ming Yang in a layer of breathable gauze.Ming Yang couldn't exert all his strength right now, and lay limply on the couch, not wanting to talk.

"My lord, the wound is finished." Han Ziling called out, and went out tactfully.

"Yang'er, does it hurt?" Mu Beimo rushed in, holding Ming Yang's cold hand nervously.

"It's okay, don't be so nervous, if you don't know, you think you just gave birth to me!" Ming Yang smiled, followed Mu Beimo's hand strength, turned over and sat up.

"How can I not be nervous, my heart hurts to death." Mu Beimo lifted Ming Yang's injured foot and put a pillow on it.

"By the way, it's not that they took fake security maps, why would someone break in?" Ming Yang asked, leaning on Mu Beimo's arms.

"Long Ze noticed it. He probably didn't trust Nie Shenhai, so he sent another person to enter through the south gate." Mu Beimo said, his eyes darkened.

"I see. Also, why did you jump down with me?" Ming Yang nodded, thinking of something again, and blushing a little.

"If you go down, there is no reason for me not to save you. If you are in trouble, I am willing to accompany you to die." Mu Beimo said, placing a kiss on Ming Yang's smooth forehead.

"Don't do stupid things anymore, you understand?" Ming Yang raised his head, his heart was full of warmth.

"Okay, don't do stupid things." The two cuddled together, with only each other in their hearts.

After Ming Yang fell asleep, Mu Beimo changed his clothes and prepared to go to the meeting hall.

In the palace, in the solemn harem discussion hall, the ministers have not received any news and are waiting anxiously. Of course, some people are just anxious on the face, but happy in their hearts.For example, Nie Shenhai, on the face of it, was anxiously discussing with other ministers, but in fact he was smiling inwardly, full of pride.

"Prime Minister, do you think the emperor and the prince are really in danger? Why is it that there is still no news after one night?" Taifu Yu Xianghong was very nervous at the moment. He assisted the emperors of the three dynasties, and the most distressed It was Ming Yang, if something happened to Ming Yang, I'm afraid he would want to confess his old life here.

"It might be. It is said that the cliff is so deep that it is difficult for flying insects, birds and beasts to pass over it, let alone two big living people." Nie Shenhai frowned, and said worriedly, but his heart was filled with longing. Ming Yang fell off a cliff and died.

"Here! Alas! The emperor is ordered by Tianlong, so naturally nothing will happen. Taifu, please don't worry." Li Lianyin, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, bowed to the side.

Suddenly, a long drink interrupted the conversation of several people.

"The prince is here!" Yuan Yi said, the man with strong pressure, wearing a black robe, walked slowly to the seat beside the dragon chair and sat down, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with scrutiny in his eyes, His eyes swept across the hall.

"The ministers are waiting to see the prince!" The ministers knelt on the ground, feeling Mu Beimo's gaze, trembling, afraid of falling on themselves.

"Let's get down." The man's voice without any warmth reached everyone's ears, causing everyone to tremble. Even the elderly Taifu felt a little oppressed.

"Thank you, my lord!" Everyone stood up.

"Do the ministers have something to say?" Mu Beimo asked coldly, looking sideways at the people in the hall who dared not look up.

"My lord, why are you the only one coming back, the emperor..." Nie Shenhai gritted his teeth, wondering why Mu Beimo was not dead, so he raised his head, made a bow, and spoke bravely.

"The emperor must be more aware of what the emperor is doing now than the king." Mu Beimo sneered, his tone quickly dropped to freezing point, and he looked at Nie Shenhai coldly, suddenly a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

"Well, my lord is really joking. I have been staying with you all the time, so how can I know what the emperor is doing now?" Even though Nie Shenhai is usually scheming, he is still in a cold sweat, his heart is tight, and he said unnaturally .

"Prime Minister, don't be nervous. I just think that the prime minister always claims to be well-informed, so he thinks that the prime minister knows the emperor's whereabouts like the palm of his hand." Mu Beimo said lightly, as if joking, but he warned Nie secretly. Deep sea don't go too far.

"My lord was joking. I'm well-informed. It's just a rumor spread by everyone. It can't be taken as true." Nie Shenhai smiled and heaved a sigh of relief, but he felt more hatred for Mu Beimo in his heart.

"Hehe, well, the emperor was just injured on his leg, and he will recover after a few days of recuperation, but this time the emperor was almost killed, and the person who caused the accident, this king will naturally not let go." Mu Beimo smiled , but the sharp eyes swept over Nie Shenhai vaguely.

Everyone below knows that as long as Mu Beimo laughs like this when discussing things, someone will suffer in the near future. After all, the regent's methods are extremely vicious, and many enemy countries are frightened. Everyone can't help pinching Khan, I don't know who is going to suffer now.

"King Yu obeys the order."

"The minister is here." Mo Xihe stepped forward.

"I will leave it to you to investigate the assassination of the emperor. Don't let the assassin go unpunished." Mu Beimo raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Xihe with deep meaning in his eyes.

"I understand."

"There is one more thing that the king has said together. From today on, the king will no longer be the regent, and the full power of state affairs will be handed over to the emperor."

"This?" When the ministers heard the news, they were shocked and discussed in low voices.

"Do you have any objections?" Mu Beimo glanced lightly at the people who were discussing endlessly, and spoke slowly, but with an oppressive air.

"There is no difference between ministers and others."

"Then let's go. The emperor needs to rest today, and no one is allowed to enter the palace to discuss state affairs." Mu Beimo stood up, shook his sleeves, and left with his hands behind his back.

"The minister waits to send off the prince!"

Looking at Mu Beimo's back, the ministers all knew that there would be a bloodbath in the near future.

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