Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

The fingertips of Emperor Zhengshi brushed the wings of his nose, as if he tasted Mo Jingchun's own faint breath covered under the fragrance of clouds and clouds. He came following that smell, and he didn't need the guidance of the palace guards at all. The taste of the tea gradually became clear, mixed with a little bitterness and sweetness, just like Mo Jingchun's mood at the moment.

He moved his fingers slightly, suppressed his ferocity, and showed a pure look, "You came as promised." That sounded very happy.

Mo Jingchun met the eyes that Emperor Zhengshi cast upon him as soon as he stepped into the palace, feeling a little regretful.

Perhaps, he should not enter the palace today.

Mo Jingchun bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, my subject..." He subconsciously tried to think of something else to say, and if he could delay it, the better of course.

However, Emperor Zhengshi seemed to have insight into Mo Jingchun's thoughts, and walked towards him in a stroll, without stopping at all because of Mo Jingchun's unconsciously taking a step back.

After all, there was no way for Mo Jingchun to retreat.

When Emperor Zhengshi was in front of him, Mo Jingchun's legs felt limp, and he had to sit down.

Ok?

Mo Jingchun looked weak on the face, but in his heart he was thinking about His Majesty's changes today.

Why did he feel that Emperor Zhengshi seemed to have just crushed his prey from the outside, and there was still a little coldness in his eyes, even though it had faded a lot after entering the palace, those traces were still captured by Mo Jingchun.

Emperor Zhengshi could tell at a glance that Mo Jingchun's mind was distracted, he pinched his chin, forcing him to look up, and said complainingly, "Your mood, why didn't you look at it for a while, it has already drifted to other places ?” His Majesty always seems to respect his teacher very much at this time, even when he speaks, he will always use the honorific title, as if the relationship between the teacher and the student is engraved in the bone marrow.

He liked to see Mo Jingchun's embarrassment.

Especially in love affairs, the more Emperor Zhengshi whispered those words into Mo Jingchun's ear, the more it would make him turn red all over, like a poor shrimp.

Mo Jingchun didn't know where His Majesty was thinking in the blink of an eye.

Sitting on the soft bed, he still slowly took out a small box from his cuff.

He hesitated for a moment, then opened the box after a while.

In fact, at the end of the day, Mo Jingchun still didn't know which fabric to choose was more suitable.

For him, this is another kind of field. In the end, Mo Jingchun had no choice but to find a embroiderer through Mohen.This embroiderer is the same embroiderer who made the fur of a rabbit's tail into small balls.

Her mouth is tight, and there is no possibility of going out after her hands, and her craft is dexterous, and she didn't show any strange expression when she heard the strange request, she just confirmed the employer's request several times. After requesting it, she made it in less than a day.

For the embroiderer, she had never made such a collar before, but she also knew what it was used for.

This kind of thing, no matter how beautifully decorated the material is, it is a binding tool after all, full of cold intentions.

But this time the employer was very surprised, no matter the cloth used or the degree of softness, more importantly, safety was the top priority, and the meaning behind the collar was completely reversed.

However, the employer was generous, and the embroiderer didn't think too much. After she rejected the idea of ​​choosing fabrics, the embroiderer did the opposite and chose leather products.

Originally, she wanted to use fox fur and other materials, but she didn't expect that after hearing her idea, the seemingly ordinary boy asked Xiu Niang to wait for a while, turned around and left.

Not long after, the boy came back and brought two tiger skins.

Xiu Niang looked at one of the white tiger skins, and stammered, "This, such a good skin, do you really want to make it? If there are traces on the tiger skin, the value of it may not be as good as before." The two All the leathers are perfect, and have been tanned long ago. They only need to be cut a little, and then processed by the embroiderer, to meet the needs of the employer.

But such a perfect white skin is worth a hundred gold in itself.

The boy said with a smile, "You don't have to think too much, just take what you need." Even though the boy was speaking with respect, the meaning in these words made the embroiderer a little nervous.

Given the choice between the two, of course she chose the white tiger skin, a color that is so rare that it is not often seen.

It's just that although the folks can't help white, plain white is a common color for funerals, so few people especially wear pure white clothes.At this time, the embroiderer had an ingenious idea, and sewed black on the finished collar as an embellishment, which looked mysterious and low-key.

... No matter how mysterious and low-key it is, this circle is still hot in the hand.

Emperor Zhengshi looked at the utensils in the box with great interest, but didn't take them out. He just looked at Mo Jingchun with a pair of black tricks, and said meaningfully, "The widow doesn't know the master, but there are also utensils." That obscene taste."

Kinky, what?

Mo Jingchun raised his head in a daze, his eyes were half-opened, showing a puzzled expression, then he lowered his head, looked at it for a while, and then he could discern the meaning of His Majesty's words, it was really funny and annoying, and his red ears were angry Said "That is, those holes, the tightest one, will not press you..." He couldn't say it.

Although it was well-intentioned, why is it so strange to say it?

Where did the fornication come from?

Could it be that His Majesty thinks that he would have some preference for suffocating others? !

He simply ignored Emperor Zhengshi's strange thoughts, closed the box abruptly, and handed it to His Majesty, "Is this completed as promised?" He said this with a sense of gnashing his teeth.

The word agreement is such a serious matter, it is so strange to be broken into such a thing by Emperor Zhengshi.

Emperor Zhengshi put his hands behind his back, shook his head and smiled lightly, "Since it is something you sent, of course you need to put it on yourself. Master, are you right?"

Mo Jingchun pursed his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Zhengshi Emperor down.

His strength is not small, Emperor Zhengshi deliberately did not guard against Mo Jingchun, when he pulled him down, the two of them rolled into a mess, sweeping all the soft things down, making a crackling sound.After Liu Hao outside the hall heard the vague movement, he subconsciously signaled the people outside to be quieter.

In the hall, Mo Jingchun pinched His Majesty's nose forcefully, turning the tip of the nose red, then crawled out from under him angrily, knelt down beside His Majesty's long-armed and long-legged body, holding his somewhat messy hair Guan said, "Sometimes you are really easy to get beaten."

He sent out such emotion.

Then, with lightning speed, he quickly put the collar that he had grasped in his hand around Zhengshi Emperor's neck.Emperor Zhengshi looked at Mo Jingchun with a half-smile, and allowed him to move.

He didn't unbutton His Majesty's skirt, and the cold leather collar could only be loosely worn around his neck, which seemed a bit unrestrained.

Zhengshi Emperor's pale and slender fingers hooked the collar, and he raised his neck and pulled it slightly.

The inadvertently revealed amorous feelings made Mo Jingchun couldn't help but his expression moved, and his heart was teased a few times.His throat was a little tight, it was clear that the collar was put on Emperor Zhengshi's neck, but it seemed strangely that it was put on Mo Jingchun's body, which made him very uncomfortable.

He coughed lightly, took a step forward, fiddled with His Majesty's fingers, tore off the cuffs, then carefully covered the collar under the placket, then slowly pinched up the tie that was hanging down from one end, and tied it on the other. hole at one end.

There are a total of eight holes on the other end, and two of them can be used arbitrarily to control the size of the collar. This is what the embroiderer finally racked her brains to make after summarizing the ideas of the employer.

Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the collar was only attached to the surface and did not really compress the blood.Then, when Emperor Zhengshi was about to grab his wrist, he took a big step back and dodged.

Emperor Zhengshi raised his eyebrows.

Mo Jingchun said with a serious face, "I have something to do today."

Emperor Zhengshi's eyes became a little weirder, he lingered on Mo Jingchun for a moment, and then fell on himself again.

Mo Jingchun involuntarily followed suit, and found that Emperor Zhengshi's clothes had become messy due to the wanton slapping on them just now, and the collar at the neck was also messed up to put on the collar. Like, such a lewd appearance, and Mo Jingchun's neat official robe, which was only a little messy at the cuffs, formed an extremely strong contrast.

Can……

It was clear that he was the one who was neatly dressed and not messy, but under the aggressive eyes of Emperor Zhengshi, it made Mo Jingchun look like the one who didn't dress properly.

Emperor Zhengshi said slowly, "Is it possible, Master, that you really came here to give this?" His fingers rubbed the marks on his neck, and he smiled ambiguously and weirdly.

Mo Jingchun looked even more upright at the moment, "It should be so, I will leave." He bowed and saluted without hesitation, then took a few steps back, turned around and walked towards the door with big strides.

Emperor Zhengshi looked playfully at his master's slightly flustered back, and when he was about to leave, raised his voice and lazily chased after him, "But the little puppet is still here."

Mo Jingchun's back froze, and he slipped away without looking back.

Emperor Zhengshi smiled instead of anger, clapping his hands in joy, the smile poured out from his eyes, it was really unstoppable truth.He stood up with a smile, not bothering to care about his seemingly ravaged appearance, and smiled with his lips hooked.

Just now Mo Jingchun was afraid of his sexual desire, or Master himself... It's extremely difficult to tell!

The emperor smelled the strong scent that made him fall in love with madness. It was supposed to be a peaceful smell. When Mo Jingchun put on the collar for His Majesty, the intoxicated Yun Luoxiang wrapped Mo Jingchun's own body fragrance , as if it poured out from the flesh in an instant, flowing lust poured out.

Mo Jingchun will be emotional after all.

Will have delusions.

It will also be frightening and apprehensive.

After all, most of the funny things like this in the past were forced by Emperor Zhengshi. He always liked the entanglement of limbs, and he liked to see Mo Jingchun who was intoxicated and unable to extricate himself in love affairs.But for Mo Jingchun, His Majesty's lingering was enough to consume his energy, so that he almost never took the initiative to think about it.

And this time, because of Emperor Zhengshi's madness, there was a little gap between the two of them. When they were no longer so close, they should have passed safely like the previous times.

However, this little puppet is in the hands of Emperor Zhengshi.

Wouldn't that be giving your handle to the enemy?

After the previous events, Emperor Zhengshi didn't dare to go too far, and he didn't dare to do anything seriously to the little doll, but His Majesty would always tease the little doll inadvertently.Maybe he was caressing the little doll unconsciously while he was reading, or he took this little thing with him and fiddled with it from time to time when he was correcting the memorial.

Or touching the arm, or fiddling with the two legs, these seemingly ordinary movements occasionally brush against hidden parts, but it is just a seemingly inadvertent touch, as if it was really careless Same.

The more times, when Mo Jingchun wants to control himself and get used to it, he will be caught off guard by a sudden attack.

It's not hot, but it's also surprising, as if it's gradually being teased.

Before the fire of desire arises, it has already fallen.

If it's just once or twice, that's fine, but this time, it has to be several times a day.

Mo Jingchun thought that he was suppressing it, but in fact, the nameless desire would not be satisfied because of restraint, it would only become more burning...

This is the experience that Emperor Zhengshi personally summed up in the past few years.

Emperor Zhengshi walked to the box that fell on the floppy with a smile, bent down and picked up the lid, and when he was about to close it, he found that there was actually another collar lying inside the box.

Contrary to the color just now, this one is pure black.

Emperor Zhengshi slammed the lid on the box, feeling the urge to tear back Mo Jingchun who had just escaped.

He patted his face with the cold box, sighed unwillingly, looked down at the little deer's thumping heart, and said coldly, "Everyone is gone, what can you do by dancing so vigorously?"

My heart was beating wildly and joyfully, but I couldn't listen to my master's words at all.

...

pain.

There was a burning pain all over his body, no matter where it was, the pain made his head feel like it was going to explode, he twisted and stretched out his hand, and with the sound of "click", Zhu He suddenly opened his eyes.

Blinking his eyes at the familiar yellow-brown bed curtain, he sat up stiffly, only then did he realize that he was dreaming.

But this is not the first time.

He often has such dreams, in which he seems to fall into the small blast furnace that is constantly burning and become a part of its fuel.People living here, including Zhu and himself, are more or less afraid of those tall and hot small blast furnaces, and I don't know how many people died nearby due to improper operation.

Turning over and getting out of bed, he tidied himself up and pushed open the door with the tub.

The interior of the room he closed the door was very simple, with a bed placed in the corner, a shelf next to it, and a table and two benches in the middle of the room.

Simple and clean.

Zhu He walked to the well in the middle of the yard, put down the wooden basin, and bent down to fetch water. He poured the clear and cold well water into the basin, reflecting the boy's appearance.

He is tall and thin, with very beautiful eyes.

Just as Zhu He squatted down, a gentle voice came from the yard next door, "Xiao Zhu, you are still so early."

Turning around slowly, he looked at the man squatting on the courtyard wall, "Brother Xu, your clothes are half wet." Only in the early morning will you be stained with such dew, and Xu Jinghe has obviously woken up for at least one day hour.

Xu Jinghe is a very beautiful man, but this kind of beauty is more heroic, which does not compromise his masculinity at all.He loves to laugh, and has a smile on his lips all the year round, "It's not me who gets up the earliest, but the one who gets up early in the morning to change shifts."

They work in three shifts here, and it is said that it was proposed by the former little princess.

"Are you talking bad about me?" Someone from the next room came out. The black and fat man's hands were soaking wet, as if he had just washed his hands.

"How dare you, Liu Tou," Xu Jinghe turned over the wall, the hem of the red clothes swaying slightly with his movements.He smiled and said, "I just want to talk to Xiao Zhu about something."

Zhu He looked at the way the two were discussing, and looked up at the blue sky. It had never rained or dark clouds, and it was as bright as before, just like the rows of similar courtyards. Even if they really existed, they were too deliberate. .

Here is a smelting place carefully built by King Mingchun.

Liu Tou, Zhu He, and Xu Jinghe all lived in a certain room in these rough courtyards and worked for King Mingchun.

They are just the lowest handymen, doing the hardest and most tiring work.

Perhaps Xu Jinghe and Liu Tou are better, especially Xu Jinghe, after all, he can read and settle accounts, so he can steal half a day to spare.

"Forget it, let's not crowd here, there are still things to do later." Liu Tou said in a hurry, told Zhu He and Xu Jinghe to go to work later, then turned and left.

Xu Jinghe sighed.

Zhu He glanced at him subconsciously, feeling that there was always something wrong with this pretty big brother.He kindly reminded, "The people above seem to be very anxious recently. It is said that someone from outside is watching this place. Maybe, they will start arresting spies in the next few days..."

"It's already started." Xu Jinghe laughed helplessly, "Let's talk while walking."

The two of them headed towards the breakfast place side by side. When they crossed the huge flat land in the middle, they felt the heat wave blowing on their faces. In the somewhat cool spring, the people living here are all shirtless, and the craftsmen are even topless. If they don't do this, they can't bear such a high temperature at all.

Zhu He only took a few glances, then hurriedly lowered his head.

Naturally, this smelting place cannot only have blast furnaces, cooling chambers, blacksmithing, forging, and a series of processes. Those are all broken down into simple mechanical parts, and then handed over to different people to do them.Zhu He is one of these types of craftsmen. Regardless of his young age, he is already a master.

The place to eat is far away from the smelting place.

They walked sweating profusely, and when they got there, it was already crowded with people of all colors.Some have just come back from work, and some are planning to hand over. There are many people coming and going, and the waiting line is very long.

Xu Jinghe and Zhu He filmed for a long time, and finally it was their turn.

Xu Jinghe took three steamed buns, let Zhu He behind him take them, he took five without hesitation, and brought a bowl of white porridge, then squeezed out and squatted down outside.This is the only advantage of working here, that is, no matter how much you eat, no one will care about your food.

Xu Jinghe bit off half of the bun and said vaguely, "He Qing is gone."

Zhu He paused and glanced at Xu Jinghe.

"Yesterday, he didn't pay attention when he was fetching the iron. He got too close to that... His arm broke at that time, and he couldn't save it immediately." Xu Jinghe said coldly.

Zhu He looked ugly and lowered his head.

For them, this may be their end.

In the beginning, King Mingchun was not so demanding on speed. Although doing things here is a bit dangerous, no matter how dangerous it is, it is enough to have enough food.

As for the lack of arms and legs sometimes, there is no way to do it, at least I am still alive...

But since last year, I don't know what the prince is doing, and the demand has suddenly increased. Originally, there were only two shifts for eight hours, but now there are people working around the clock for twelve hours.And those who work the night shift at night are the most prone to accidents. Once an accident occurs, it will fall directly into the stove if it is serious.There have been more and more such things recently, and Zhu He has also heard a lot of rumors in private. It is said that...

King Mingchun has rebelled!

Zhu He said nervously, "Stop talking, be careful not to be heard by the prince's hands."

Xu Jinghe said helplessly, "Zhu He, if you were given another choice, would you come here?"

Zhu He nodded without hesitation, "If I don't come, I will die until now." They can't go out now, and they don't know how their families are outside.It is said that the money earned will be handed over to their family members in a unified way, so although the people here are a little worried, they are still safe.

Xu Jinghe nodded thoughtfully, "What about now?"

Zhu He showed hesitation, looked around, his voice became lower and lower, and whispered, "I heard that the manager didn't really give all the money to our family, but took it for himself! "

"how do you know?"

Xu Jinghe raised his eyebrows, as if Zhu He had said something interesting.

Zhu He said strangely, "Of course it is because they said that the things sent out will be signed by their respective family members, and then they will send a note for us to see. But I didn't designate a candidate, because almost all my family members died. Yes, it’s just that I didn’t tell anyone else about it. When I came in, I only said that the money could be temporarily placed with my fellow countrymen. But I also received a signed note...and it was written on it by my parents.”

Either the person in charge had a wrong memory, or...they thought that these people would die eventually, and it didn't matter if they had money or not, since they didn't get their lives anyway, so they just fooled them.

People who will be reduced to work here, poor people have no money to study, and they can't read. They just look at the signed note stupidly, and mistakenly think that the steward is really sending money to their family members. But in fact, whether the money has been sent back or not, only the steward himself knows in his heart.

Xu Jinghe muttered to himself, "Perhaps they regarded us as consumable tools from the very beginning, and the so-called wages were not spent on us at all."

Although it is said that money will be issued every month, the money is not real.

Before the money is in his hands, it will be exchanged for small wooden boards. The number of small wooden boards represents how much he can spend in the camp.And eating can be exchanged with a small wooden board, so there is no need to worry about eating.

This means that the money represented by the small wooden board did not really pass through their hands, but was directly given to the family members through the hands of the steward.In fact, no one knows whether to give or not.

The two looked at each other with heavy expressions.

A young man squatting here, all realized that they are now in a wolf's den.

"us……"

Before Xu Jinghe could speak, a violent and strange sound suddenly sounded.

"Boom—"

The ground shook violently, whether it was a building or a person, they couldn't help shaking amidst the violent noise.The two buns that Zhu He hadn't finished eating fell to the ground, and his face was distorted with distress.But before he had time to bend down to pick it up, he was dragged up by Xu Jinghe, and said sharply, "My God——" His voice was extremely tense, like a bowstring being stretched.

Zhu He looked over from a distance, his face changed greatly, and he was about to run there, but was stopped by the alert Xu Jinghe and hugged him, "Are you crazy? What are you going to do?"

In the distance, the small blast furnace built along the river suddenly exploded.

The one that exploded was just the one on the far side.

However, the sudden sparks devoured all the existence around him at once, and the fireballs scattered and exploded were scattered all over the place. From such a long distance, one could feel the raging heat wave.

"Liu Tou, Liu Tou is still inside!"

Zhu He stomped his feet anxiously.

Liu Tou's real name is not Liu Tou, the reason why he added Tou is because he is the team leader.So strictly speaking, he doesn't need to work in three shifts, but will be there anytime and anywhere when something happens.After he finished talking to them, he turned around and went in the direction of the patrol, which was the small blast furnace that had already exploded.

Xu Jinghe's face was also a little ugly, "Even if you go...no, something is wrong now, let's quickly..."

Before they could utter the word “walk”, the steward appeared in front of them with black hands, Zhu He’s expression changed, and when he was about to yell, Xu Jinghe held the back of his head and forced him to He lowered his head and hid at the base of the wall outside the cafeteria.

Zhu He whispered, "Why?"

Xu Jinghe said in a choked voice, "Didn't you see clearly? All of these people are armed!"

At this moment, the head steward looked around, showing a cold and serious expression, and quickly ordered, "You guys, go and kill everyone here. This place has been discovered by others, and we can't stay here anymore, whether it's people, or Nothing can be left to the imperial court, hurry up!"

Zhu He's eyes widened, his canthus cracked.

Far away from the mountain stream, among countless shadows, He Mingdong, who was hiding next to Luyi, heard the loud noise, and raised his hand to tick, "Go—"

The lieutenant's expression changed slightly, "You don't plan to continue..."

"It should be sooner rather than later. They are not stupid. It is better to act first, and then there is no fart!" The reason why He Mingdong spent these days is to test out the people guarding here. Now he has a rough idea. No matter how many weapons they can launch, if they have the guts, they will hold the cannon and bombard the mountain, and then they will die together!

He Mingdong is ruthless.

If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to get into the eyes of Emperor Zhengshi.

"Walk--"

"Yes!"

...

"Mission fourteen, I already have signs."

Mo Jingchun sat in the study outside, talking to himself.

At that time, it was a sunny day, and the warm sun outside the window sprinkled on the delicate flowers and green leaves, nourishing the vigorous spring that had only been revived after the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month.It's just that the occasional cool wind is still a bit chilly, and Mo Jingchun hasn't changed into too light clothes, so as not to fall back into the pit of suffering when he recovered from his illness.

Thinking of this, Mo Jingchun couldn't help shaking his head.

He still failed to achieve the four words of heart and patience.

Otherwise, Mo Jingchun would not appear flustered in Changle Palace that day.

He should realize that when his body is still not fully recovered, it is impossible for Emperor Zhengshi...to attack him.Moreover, His Majesty's original emphasis is not on desire, but another kind of distorted desire to control.And the collar that Mo Jingchun offered on his own initiative actually just met His Majesty's ambition.

I don't know whether this circle is bound by Emperor Zhengshi or Mo Jingchun.

Do you want to start filling in the answers

Jingguai said in a regular manner.

Mo Jingchun had already polished the ink, so he just had to write.

He seriously recalled all the words and deeds of Emperor Zhengshi before, and took up a pen to write down the four characters "Thinking about gain and loss" on the white paper, but it was obviously not finished. There was a crackling sound from the ground, which shocked Mo Jingchun back to his senses.

He looked at the four big characters he had written down, and knew that this was only part of it.

Mo Jingchun didn't give enough.

For Emperor Zhengshi, it was far from enough.

But on the other hand, the abnormality shown by Emperor Zhengshi is also related to His Majesty's own madness.

But Mo Jingchun is not clear for the time being, what Emperor Zhengshi revealed in this is...

Mo Jingchun crumpled the paper, threw it into the wastebasket beside him, reached out and rubbed his forehead, and said with a sigh, "People's hearts are unpredictable. I always feel that your task is like burying a hole for me."

The ghost said aggrievedly that the system did not

Mo Jingchun was slightly surprised, frowned and said, "It seems that you didn't lie to me when you said that you have been studying." , vaguely sounded, I really thought someone was making a fuss.

In the early years, spirits and monsters have always been a cold template, let alone such a tone, even if they want to be accommodating, it is impossible, like a lump of iron.

Wait, are you having trouble?

...this sounds familiar.

The spirit regained its stern and cold tone.

Recently, the system has learned several ways to apply emotions from Gong Yeqi, for example, "acting like a baby" and "being awkward"...

Mo Jingchun interrupted hastily before he could finish the rest of the sentence.

"No more words, thank you."

The ghost stopped.

Mo Jingchun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sudden silence.He rubbed the roots of his ears, inserted the ink-stained brush into the washer, and then sat back in the chair, letting out a long breath.

It has been a few days since the last time he entered the palace, and Mo Jingchun could feel the teasing from time to time, and the seemingly seeming movements were more or less tolerable.He didn't take this matter to heart, but occasionally when he woke up in the morning, he would have more and more embarrassing reactions.

This is probably because Mo Jingchun hasn't vented for several days, he usually doesn't care about it, but occasionally when he gets impulsive, he will lie there and let him calm down. He doesn't seem to have done much.

Mo Jingchun sighed bitterly.

The reason why he thought so much about what he had and what he didn't have was because his current situation was a little bit bad.

Mo Jingchun was half surprised, half surprised looking at his lower body, and then slowly raised his head, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, how could he have such an impulse for no reason in such broad daylight?

Of course Mo Jingchun would not do it.

He just closed his eyes, thinking about some serious and serious things, for example, the current internal self-examination of the bureaucracy has come to an end, and he is now in the middle of self-punishment.

Mo Jingchun intends to stir up the matter when they think the dust has settled, but there is no need to make a big move right now, because he still needs the right servant to continue to give him some evidence...

The battle at the border has already been a success story. Aye and the foreign race started fighting, basically there is no need to worry about the situation of the court soldiers and horses, but the eldest brother... Mingchun King, I don’t know who the last person to make the move may be That He Mingdong who has never come back, but the possibility of the elder brother Mo Feihe rushing over is not small...

The aristocratic families have frequently been competing with the imperial court recently, but if it is said to be a rebellion, it has not yet reached that point, but there is a vague trend of other signs. It seems that many aristocratic families have completely seen His Majesty's thoughts clearly after their journey to the south... …

Mo Jingchun thought hard for a quarter of an hour, and then when he opened his eyes again, he glanced under them seemingly inadvertently.

call--

He let out a sigh of relief, then got up, picked up the coat on the screen and walked out.

He originally came back during the afternoon break, and he still had to go back to the official department to be on duty later.

When he came back in the evening, Mo Jingchun was already later than usual. He was a little tired, and he didn't eat much for dinner. He just ate in a hurry to fill his stomach, and then dragged his tired body to take a bath and scrub. When the hair was still half dry, he had already fallen asleep on the bed.

Mohen saw that the lights inside were not turned off, but there was no sound. When he came in quietly, he noticed that Mr. Lang was in a sleepy state. After all, he called a servant who was good at this kind of skill to come in and helped Mo Jingchun dry his hair. Then he led them back out quietly, and also extinguished the light in the room.

Mo Jingchun vaguely sensed someone coming in, but after knowing that it was Mohen and others, he didn't raise his guard and fell asleep slowly.Until the middle of the night, under the clear and silvery moonlight, in the dark room, there seemed to be a slight friction sound.

The voice was not obvious, more like intermittent sleep talking.

On the bed, I could occasionally hear some soft and delicate sounds, indistinct, more like strange sighs, with ambiguous murmurs.

Lying on the bed, Mo Jingchun tossed and turned, as if he was dreaming of something, he raised his head uncontrollably, opened his mouth slightly, and let out a hot breath.

He turned a few times and struggled to move again, but his eyes were always closed.

After a long while, the restlessness that swelled under his skin and tasted his marrow, finally calmed down obediently.

He had a dream.