The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

"This is Nie Shenhai, you are so cruel that you want to kill me?" Ming Yang clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and his chest heaved violently, because he never thought that a person could do it for power and position. So much!

Mu Beimo's eyes were very cold, he got up and handed the blood fox to Lian'er, "Lian'er, go down first." After Lian'er had left, he walked to the dragon chair, picked him up, and let him go. When I reached my lap, I sat on the chair by myself.Gently patted Ming Yang's back, kissed the top of his hair, hugged him in his arms, and comforted him silently.

"Brother Beimo, I doubt whether Father's death is related to Nie Shenhai. Normally, Father's health is so good. Why do you think he died for no reason?" Ming Yang surrounded Mu Beimo. With a strong waist, when he talked about his father, tears flowed down uncontrollably. He was very afraid, and the conjecture in his heart would be confirmed bit by bit by these cruel and realistic facts.

"I'm also skeptical about this. The people in the Dark Moon Pavilion have been investigating secretly, but you don't have to worry. When Xiao Chuyue finds out the location of the privately built army, I will soon eradicate these scum." Mu Mu Bei Mo patted Ming Yang's back with some distress, the emotions in his heart were turbulent, and it would be best to turn into a ball of thick ink, which made people shudder.

"I'm really scared! I'm working hard myself, but I really feel that I'm useless, brother Beimo!" Ming Yang's thoughts suddenly touched that nerve, from the death of his father to the present half a year , all the pressure and tense emotions burst out at this moment.

"Don't be afraid, Yang'er is already very good. Look, you have handled the memorials you approved every day, the state affairs you reviewed, and you have handled everything very well, right? You are the head of a country, so you should take on this responsibility This responsibility is to let the people in the world have a good life, understand?" Mu Beimo kissed Ming Yang's pale lips with some distress, and coaxed him softly, because he knew that Ming Yang had been smiling every day during this period. , In fact, there are too many things hidden in my heart.He has also suffered this kind of suffering. When he was 13 years old, his parents died in battle, leaving him alone to support this huge palace. The suffering he suffered is beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

"But this throne is not what Yang'er thinks about. What Yang'er thinks about is being able to live a life of peace and happiness with the one he loves, instead of being in intrigue all day long, watching those ministers fight to the death for power and position. , I was born with the desire not to be an enemy of anyone, but I cannot control these things from happening." Ming Yang's face was covered with tears, and he was a little suffocated, as if he was pretending to be calm and calm in government and politics. .

"Yang'er, it is not optional to be born a king. The only thing you can do is to face it calmly." Mu Beimo wiped away the tears on Ming Yang's face with distress, and hugged him tightly. It was his fate, and he didn't want to be born into a powerful family. He shouldered much more burdens than Ming Yang.But the only thing he can do is to become stronger, so that he can fulfill his parents' last wish, complete the entrustment of the first emperor, and protect Ming Yang's life.

"Yeah." How could Ming Yang not know, in fact, he knew it in his heart, but he just wanted to vent. Recently, I don't know why, he is always irritable, and only when he is nestled in Mu Beimo's arms can he feel at ease .Slowly calming down, Ming Yang buried his head in Mu Beimo's embrace filled with the faint fragrance of tea, wrapped in the man's unique breath, and his mood was slowly soothed and smoothed.

As night fell, Mu Beimo comforted Ming Yang to sleep. In the past two days, Ming Yang's sleep was very heavy. When Mu Beimo saw him fall asleep, he got up and went out with peace of mind, and flew to the Tai Hospital with light work.

The night at the Tai Hospital was dark and silent, and Mu Beimo slowly landed in the yard without a speck of dust under his feet.The breeze blew, blowing up the corner of Mu Beimo's Xuanyi, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance in the air, which made people feel at ease.Beside the bed in the main house, there are still dim yellow candlelights swaying in the wind, and the light yellow light leaks from the half-opened paper window, revealing an afterimage on the ground.It was Luo Yu, the president of Tai Hospital, who was still studying medical books and cases.

"Knock, buckle..." Mu Beimo walked slowly to the room where the light was leaking out, raised his hand, and knocked on the door lightly.

"Who?" Luo Yu raised his head from a pile of books, rubbed his sore eyes, and looked in the direction of the door.

"Mu Beimo." The magnetic voice of a young man came from outside the door, and Luo Yu was a little surprised. He didn't know what would happen to the prince looking for him.Luo Yu hurried over and opened the door to let him in.

"My minister sees the prince."

"Physician Luo, don't need to be polite. I'm sorry to bother you when I visit late at night." Mu Beimo looked at the respectful Luo Yu, with a smile in his eyes, walked into the room, looked around, and finally sat down on the stool in front of the table. down.

Looking at Mu Beimo's actions, Luo Yu felt a little apprehensive. After letting him in respectfully, he poured him a cup of tea and stood aside with his hands down.He had heard of the viciousness of King Mo, and he couldn't afford to offend such a person, but he didn't know what was his intention for coming here suddenly today?

"Doctor Luo, don't be restrained. Sit down." Mu Beimo picked up the tea in his hand and blew gently. He began lightly, his handsome face a little mysterious under the flickering candlelight.

"Yes, my lord." Luo Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mu Beimo's words, and sat down on the stool opposite.

"Prince Luo, today the king is visiting late at night, and I want to ask the doctor something." Mu Beimo put down his teacup, his expression was still indifferent as always, but his tone was more respectful.

"Please tell me, my lord, I will definitely do my best." Luo Yu nodded as he spoke, wondering what was going on.

"Two years ago, this king led the army to pacify the Western Regions, but he was poisoned by the gangsters on the way. Every night of the 15th full moon, he would be in pain. His whole body was as cold as two layers of ice. It was unbearable." " Mu Beimo said, staring at the reflection of the candlelight in the teacup in his hand.

"Has the prince ever tried detoxification?" Listening to Mu Beimo's description, Luo Yu's mind flashed blindly, and it seemed that the symptoms of poisoning were also related to this.

"I've tried it, but there's no cure, so this king bothered Doctor Luo to try this detoxification method." Mu Beimo said, but a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, which really made Luo Yu's hand Older people can't understand.

"Then can the lord let the minister take blood for a test?" A thought flashed in Luo Yu's mind, and it would be confirmed by taking blood for a test.

"I'm sorry." Mu Beimo smiled faintly, and stretched out his right hand.

"My lord, I've offended you." Luo Yu took the long needle at hand, took a clean teacup, pierced Mu Beimo's hand, and a few drops of dark purple blood dripped into the teacup.Then Luo Yu took out another jade bottle from the cabinet, took a drop and put it in the tea cup filled with blood.The transparent liquid dripped in, Luo Yu shook the teacup, and the dark purple blood drop turned into a normal bright red.

"Doctor Luo, what's the meaning of this?" Mu Beimo saw the blood turn bright red, and naturally saw some tricks.

"Dare to ask the poison in the prince's body, but is it the poison of Lingshui?" Luo Yu frowned, obviously already understood in his heart.

"Exactly." Mu Beimo nodded lightly, feeling a little shocked in his heart. Unexpectedly, Doctor Luo knew about his poison so easily.

"That's it. Just now, Weichen's bottle is Longchuan syrup, which was a gift from an old friend back then. According to legend, this Longchuan syrup can only be obtained from a cave that has been formed for a long time. It is specially used to test the Lingshui. The poison of water." Luo Yu stroked his beard, thinking that the poison of Lingshui is extremely rare, and he actually saw it today.

"I wonder if Doctor Luo has a solution?" Mu Beimo's eyes darkened, and he clenched his hands silently.

"There is only one side of this poisonous minister, but he only knows about the three medicines and one medicine, which is only known by an old friend of mine." Luo Yu said, looking at Mu Beimo worriedly.

"It's okay, can the imperial physician tell you about the three medicines first?"

"These three herbs are just the Longchuan syrup, the blood fox's forehead hair, and one more." Luo Yu paused in embarrassment, thought for a while, and then said it in one breath, "It is the emperor's medicine." Heartbleed."

Mu Beimo's tense body relaxed slightly following Luo Yu's words, asking him to take Yang'er's heart and soul, how could he be willing?

Mu Beimo later walked out of the Tai Hospital. It was already midnight, and the spring breeze blew slightly, making one's body chill. It blew his black robe, and the long flowing hair behind him was blown by the wind. Standing up and looking up at the sky, Mu Beimo didn't know how to make a choice.The clenched hand was suddenly released, and the palm of the hand was covered with cool sweat, and the strength in Mu Beimo's whole body seemed to be taken off.On the path paved with cobblestones, he did not know how long he stood, his thoughts drifted away, he stood up straight all the time, allowing the frost to fall on his head and shoulders, and wet his black robe, in his heart, from An unprecedented sense of powerlessness.The darkness could not stop the talent and appearance of that person, nor could it stop the helplessness in that person's heart at this moment.

"Lin Xi is an old friend of Wei Chen, and he lives in Changbai Mountain at this time, as long as he goes there, the poison will be cured, and please take this bottle of Longchuan juice back first." Luo Yu's words sounded in his ears, and he I don't know whether to be grateful or how to react.

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