Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Physical weakness and love affair made Mo Jingchun fall asleep again after waking up, burning in a mess.Days of high fever made his body feel like a small stove, and he didn't recover until two or three days later.

The medicine for the injury on his right hand was changed several times, and his lower body was also touched when he was unconscious. By the time Mo Jingchun woke up again, it was already mid-afternoon.

He stared at the bed curtains in bewilderment.

It's his home.

Has he returned to Mo Mansion?

Mo Jingchun sat up tremblingly, accidentally exerted force on his right hand, the pain caused him to tremble and hit the bed again.

"Lang Jun-"

A strange voice sounded hastily, and someone rushed over from the door to support him.

Most of Mo Jingchun's body was supported by him, he looked sideways and said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

When did you have such a servant in your family?

He looks about the same age as Mo Hen, but his appearance is ordinary, even a little short. He is a person who will not be seen again if he is thrown into the crowd.

He smiled and straightened Mo Jingchun, and then stuffed a soft pillow at the head of the bed so that Mo Jingchun could sit down.

After finishing all this, he took a step back and knelt down to Mo Jingchun, "Your Majesty sent this servant to serve you."

Mo Jingchun knew his identity as soon as the slave maid came out.

It's a servant.

Mo Jingchun had a headache, pressed his twitching belly and whispered, "What's your name?"

Gong Ren said: "Your Majesty bestows a name on this servant, Wei Yi."

Hearing this slightly weird name, Mo Jingchun felt a little annoyed. This sound was tuned from some special place, which really gave him a headache.But he was not happy to see someone bowing to him all the time, so he asked him to get up.

"...Since Your Majesty sent you here, I don't have anything to guard here, you just follow Mohen to do things."

After Wei Yi retreated, Mo Jingchun slowly leaned against the head of the bed, showing a bit of fatigue.

The high fever in the body has faded away, and there is still a bit of qi deficiency and weakness. At first, Mo Jingchun was still worried about how troublesome it would be if he woke up after passing out and would still be in the palace, but when he woke up again, he was in the Mo residence.

This is undoubtedly a good thing.

He closed his eyes, the clothes on his body were sticky and uncomfortably sticky, he sat for a while to recover, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, staggering to change his clothes.A floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror was placed in the corner behind the screen. After taking off his sticky clothes, he casually glanced to the side, and suddenly found that his back was covered with mottled marks.

There are many imprints that are branded near the tail of the rabbit.

He lowered his head slowly, not to mention his chest, which was all torn, and he couldn't complain that it hurt so badly.

Mo Jingchun remained expressionless, and quickly changed into clothes to cover the traces all over her body.

Then he walked slowly back to the bed and sat down.

"Your Majesty's old illness, can you cure it?"

【Born with it, it is a stubborn disease that can only be alleviated】

莫惊春大病初愈，不管爱恨都提不起劲，呆呆坐在那里，片刻后慢慢抚上小腹，倦怠地说道：“早知如此，当初就该多揍他几拳。”

Why worry about him being an emperor?

I didn't see that he was not yet able to tear people apart and eat them, but he was still greedy for the future.

"How credible is what he said?"

Mo Jingchun said slowly.

[Tested, all true]

The ghost replied sternly, [It is recommended that the host should not take measures to escape, it will only cause Gongye to start a riot]

"If you don't let him riot, do you need me to feed a tiger?"

Mo Jingchun was actually angry, but this anger was as tepid as his temperament, it was not conspicuous to look at, and only when it was touched did it become hot inside.

Mo Jingchun paused, not waiting for the ghost's answer.

After he regained his strength, he went to wash himself, and then walked out slowly.Although there was still some dull pain in the body, it was not impossible to walk after lying down for several days.

When I went all the way to the old lady's room, it happened that my sister-in-law and nephew were there. The old lady shed tears when she saw him get up, and said that she was almost scared out of her by him.

Mo Jingchun coaxed the old lady to hold back her tears, looked at Mo Yuanze, and said softly just now: "Old lady, sister-in-law, I have something to tell you."

Xu Sumei was alert, and when she saw Mo Jingchun's gaze, she sent Mo Yuanze out, and even the waiters in the house went out, leaving only the three of them.

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips, "Huiniang, the child from back then was not stillborn."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two women changed.

The old lady said in surprise: "Back then...didn't you personally collect the child's body?"

Mo Jingchun shook his head: "Actually, when I went to the other village, the village was already in chaos. The person in charge told me that Hui Niang passed out after burying the child." No ancestral grave, Mo Jingchun felt pain when he heard this, but he just went to see Hui Niang.

Then every year, on the anniversary of the child's death, he would go to the village to worship.

The burial place is actually a beautiful place with good mountains and rivers, and there are also people from the farmer who take care of the surroundings all the time, but I didn't expect...

I'm afraid that even the inside is an empty shell.

Mo Jingchun explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, and the old lady slapped the armrest angrily, her face turned red with anger, "The Mo family and the Liu family have been on good terms ever since, and they actually did such a thing!"

Xu Sumei frowned and said, "Ziqing, what are your plans?"

Mo Jingchun said slowly: "If she wants to come back, of course I have to take her back." After all, they are his close relatives, and there is no reason to leave them outside.

But the Liu family can't just bypass it.

The old lady immediately said in a cold voice: "Ziqing don't have to worry about this matter, I'm going to do it myself, but I want to see how the godly old woman responds to me!" She was really anxious.

Is this how the Liu family sees Mo Jingchun?Think he will abandon his wife?Not to mention that after Hui Niang left, did Mo Jingchun have one or two close people by his side?

These old ladies saw in their eyes, and knew that Mo Jingchun didn't want to live the days when husband and wife faced each other but were lonely, so they didn't force him much, but now knowing about Tao Niang's matter, it made him feel angry all these years. Bored all sent to one place.

Mo Jingchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Madam, don't worry about the Liu family's affairs, it's just Tao Niang..."

He paused, actually he didn't know many things about the child.

Xu Sumei said calmly: "Come on, I'll come to pay my respects and invite a few people who are close to me to come over. If Mrs. Zhang is interested, she will naturally bring the child here."

In this way, it can be regarded as gradual.

Mo Jingchun thanked his sister-in-law.

Seeing Ziqing's pale face under the candlelight in the room, Xu Sumei moved in her heart, and said with a smile: "There is no need to thank you, thank God for Ziqing not to have another accident. You don't know, I received two calls The oral order in the palace really makes me feel uneasy."

The old lady chuckled lightly, "Okay, when His Majesty sent him back, he rewarded a servant, isn't that what he was talking about?"

Mo Jingchun paused slightly, "Your Majesty, do you have an oral order?"

The old lady looked at him, her eyes were full of concern, "Isn't it? It is said that the master is weak and sick. He is afraid that he often thinks too much, and he doesn't like to talk too much with others, so he will send someone to watch him. If there is something wrong in the future, he will come and talk to the master. "

Mo Jingchun: "..." Isn't this the ear reward god?

However, this sounded like a joke, and the old lady didn't take these words to heart.

Mo Jingchun thought, whether Wei Yi will reciprocate with the head of the family is uncertain, but in the palace, it is uncertain.

Mo Jingchun got a few days of vacation, but really rested with peace of mind.

The next day, Xu Sumei's post was basically answered, and on the next day, there were several fragrant cars parked outside the door, and the wives of various families came to the door with the leading girls and boys in the house.

Mo Jingchun didn't go out, he was practicing calligraphy in the study.

This is not something he likes, but every time he practices calligraphy, he will seriously immerse himself in that peaceful atmosphere.This would happen whenever Mo Jingchun couldn't calm down.

One after another, Mo Jingchun didn't even know how much he wrote.

His arm twitched slightly, he stopped and kneaded it twice, his face was a little disappointed.

He didn't think about how to face His Majesty.

Gong Yeqi is too extreme and stubborn, one step counts as hundreds of steps, his last words that day always echoed in Mo Jingchun's heart, even if the emperor really had such an idea, he felt it was too early.

The emperor is only twenty this year.

When I was young and energetic, I thought that everything could be held in my hands and go my way.But in fact, this age is just the beginning of everything.

"Crack-"

Mo Jingchun suddenly raised his head when there was a movement that was too slight to be heard.

Wei Yi has already jumped out.

After a while, he came in with a little girl in his hand.

She is extremely cute in pink and jade, wearing a pink and tender dress, holding back tears with her hands clutching the hem, her little face is red when she wants to cry, which surprised Mo Jingchun.

"Wei Yi, let her down quickly."

Mo Jingchun said hurriedly.

Little Tao Niang's feet fell to the ground, she stood there with her head down and said nothing, but the few drops of water on the ground were visible to all the adults present.

Mo Jingchun felt a little headache, but also a little in awe.

The right hand wrapped in white cloth subconsciously touched the slightly bulging lower abdomen, but it bounced off abruptly, hiding in the sleeve and clenched into a fist, as if not paying any attention to the wound that was about to burst.

Slowly put down the brush with his left hand, and on the white paper are the big characters just written.

Although Mo Jingchun's right hand was injured, he could write with both hands.He signaled Wei Yi to back out, then walked out around the table, stopped a few steps away from Tao Niang, and said in a soft voice: "Tao Niang, how did you avoid the people from the door outside?"

Although the population of Mo Mansion is simple, Mo Jingchun's academy is in the front yard, and the place where the women's relatives have banquets is in the inner yard. There is still a gate between the front yard and the inner yard, and there are people guarding it.

Tao Niang said softly, "I'll let Axiu lead them away."

Axiu should be Tao Niang's maid.

Mo Jingchun simply squatted down and spoke, he could almost look her in the eye, "Teacher, did you come here specially to find me?"

At home, Zhang Qianzhao also spoke softly to them, very gentle.In Mo Jingchun's calm and gentle tone, Tao Niang finally mustered up the courage to see him.

And this is also the first time that Mo Jingchun looked at Tao Niang seriously.

Tao Niang... If she appeared with Mo Jingchun, the similarity would not be erased.I can't tell what they look like, but looking at them, I think they are a father and daughter.

"I want to see you." Tao Niang seemed a little more courageous, "Zhang Aye, I have been asking you to come over. Then I hid behind and peeked." The little girl's voice was very soft, with trembling Fear and unconscious admiration.

Mo Jingchun slowly moved over in this posture until he stretched out his hand and could touch Tao Niang's little head.

"Peach Lady..."

"what happened to you?"

The little girl tiptoed to see the hand wrapped in white cloth on her head, but she was reluctant to part with this brief contact, with an unattainable longing.

Mo Jingchun's heart ached slightly, and he said softly, "It was just an accidental cut."

"...Is it because of Tao Niang? Are you angry with Tao Niang?"

The little girl was frightened, so she proclaimed herself softly.

Mo Jingchun thought, it probably had something to do with this matter, but she couldn't tell Tao Niang.

But he didn't want to lie to Tao Niang.

"It's true that I was injured because of this, but I'm not angry with Tao Niang. Actually, I want to ask... Tao Niang wants to go back to Mo's residence?" Mo Jingchun slowly discussed with her, "If Tao Niang If you don’t want to, you’re not afraid. If you don’t want to part with the Zhang family, you can live here half the time and half the time..."

Before he finished speaking, a small body rushed over.

Whimpering, she said pitifully: "Tao Niang is not unwilling!" She hugged Mo Jingchun's neck tightly with her small arms, and cried indiscriminately.

When Mrs. Zhang found out that Tao Niang was gone and found out with Xu Sumei, she saw Mo Jingchun walking in with her arms around the little girl at the other side of the Chuihua Gate.I saw that his shoulders were wet a lot, and his pale and handsome face was slightly distressed. When he saw the two of them, it was like seeing a savior.

They couldn't laugh or cry, Mrs. Zhang stepped forward to hug Tao Niang to coax her, but Tao Niang clung to Mo Jingchun and refused to get off.

Mo Jingchun hugged her helplessly, "That's all, that's it."

In the evening, the dawdling Tao Niang was taken back by Mrs. Zhang. Even if the little girl is willing, it still takes time for adults to deal with things.

The old lady has been looking for trouble with the Liu family these days.

She is old and strong, she leaned on a crane and scolded the entire Liu family, so that Hui Niang's parents came to the door to apologize, just in time for Mo Feihe and Mo Guangsheng to go home, after hearing the cause and effect, Mo Feihe turned cold drove them out.

Mo Guangsheng was so angry after hearing the ins and outs, he went all over the house to look for Mo Jingchun, and finally found him in the martial arts field who was said to be recuperating from his illness.

Mo Guangsheng: "...Didn't it mean that you are recovering from an illness?"

Mo Jingchun: "No matter how unwell, the bones will be loose after sleeping for several days, come and fight with me."

In a daze, Mo Guangsheng was dragged by his second brother to practice with him.

He didn't want to use all his strength when he was with Mo Jingchun, so he gave him moves in various ways to let him know where his weaknesses were.Mo Jingchun's body is thin, his strength is not great, his flexibility lies in his flexibility, and he has a sense of tenacity.Even if the failure is revealed, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never admit defeat easily.

Mo Guangsheng threw Mo Jingchun to the ground viciously, flew over and twisted his arm and pressed it behind his back, he said helplessly: "If you keep hitting, I won't be able to hold back my strength."

He was indeed a little surprised.

It's not that he hasn't fought Mo Jingchun before, and he also knows Ziqing's ability.

Compared to before, Mo Jingchun seemed to be a little bit more energetic, that may not be the reason, but it must have made him more tenacious and tough.

Mo Jingchun panted, "Pull me up."

Mo Guangsheng jumped up from the spot and dragged Erlang up as well.

He went to get a clean towel first, and then threw one to Mo Jingchun, "Blame me."

Mo Jingchun wiped his sweat and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "What?"

Mo Guangsheng: "I should have prevented Hui Niang from marrying you back then."

"Not Hui Niang, there will be other people." Mo Jingchun said calmly, "It's not too bad now."

"Not counting?" Mo Guangsheng squeezed the scarf, his veins bulging, "Look at what kind of ascetic life you are living? Even the old monks in the temple are not as vegetarian as you!"

Mo Jingchun: "..."

The roots of his ears were slightly red, and he said calmly, "Don't talk dirty."

Mo Guangsheng came out of the military camp, so he didn't even have any such words. He said angrily, "No, I'm going to beat Liu Su up."

Liu Su is Hui Niang's elder brother.

Mo Jingchun: "...he doesn't know the inside story, you might as well hit Zhang Guanglin."

At least Zhang Qianzhao knew about it.

Mo Guangsheng said without raising his head, "Then fight together!"

Mo Jingchun burst out laughing, his brows and eyes slightly curved, full of smiles.

Mo Guangsheng put his arms around his shoulders, sighed and said, "It's a joke." He squeezed Mo Jingchun's face, "Mei Niang said that you are very depressed these days."

Mo Jingchun: "... Mrs. Lao is worried."

Mo Guangsheng let out a hey, "Seeing you this way, my father and I are away all year round, and you are the support at home. Do I have to kneel down and kowtow to you every time I come back to thank you for your great kindness? ?”

Mo Jingchun pushed him, but did not speak.

After a while, he said slowly, "Going away?"

Mo Guangsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Guess again? My father and I just came out of the palace today." Few people even in the government and the public knew about it, and Mo Jingchun was even more unknown.

Mo Jingchun pursed her lips tightly.

He didn't want to say that when he fought Mo Guangsheng, he vaguely felt Gong Yeqi's breath in him.

That gave him a moment of peace.

How ridiculous, the person who brought him such pain is the emperor, but he can be comforted by this breath.

He rubbed his stomach and didn't speak.

At this time, there was only one reason why Emperor Zhengshi would call the Mo family father and son into the palace.

"Not so fast." Mo Guangsheng said lightly, "Autumn and winter are still not suitable, and it will be about the same after the beginning of spring. I guess I can spend another year at home."

At the beginning and end of the year, this has been a full year.

Mo Jingchun: "It should be that His Majesty's military expenditure is about the same, and he is full of ambition."

Mo Guangsheng said with a smile: "I am willing too. If I really want to make a marriage, then wouldn't my work at the border all these years be in vain?" It is not impossible to negotiate a peace, but this is often what the generals do not want to see.

Civil officials and military officials always have different opinions.

When Mo Jingchun rested at home until the last day, the matter with Tao Niang finally came to an end.

Tao Niang is willing to go home.

After that, how to register the genealogy and explain it to outsiders is another matter.

In fact, there are not many people who have seen Tao Niang. It is customary in the capital to take the girl out when she is in her early ten years. It is also rare to see their children.

It was also because those few were Xu Sumei's handkerchiefs, so they were not afraid of anything.

This is also the reason why the Zhang family finally agreed.

In the past few years, Zhang Qianzhao really loved Tao Niang as his own child.

Xu Sumei has quickly arranged a yard for Tao Niang, all the arrangements are careful, and she is waiting for Tao Niang to come.

And Mo Jingchun had rested for several days, so he should go to work.

On the first day or so, Shaoqing pushed him to check the pile of important matters as if he saw his own mother, and Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows in shock, "There were not so many in the past half a month."

Zuo Shaoqing said with a wry smile: "Isn't this going to pay homage to the imperial mausoleum in the future?"

It was only then that Mo Jingchun remembered this important event. They were in charge together with the Ministry of Rites, but when they walked to the back, they turned out to be shopkeepers.With a sigh in his heart, he worked hard for two days, and finally made it clear from the beginning to the end.

You Shaoqing rubbed his eyes and yawned big.

"I still have to catch up early tomorrow, so go back early and rest."

Mo Jingchun clapped his hands and told everyone to go back earlier.Of course, such a major event as worshiping the imperial tomb is not only for the emperor, but also for some important court officials and the Ministry of Rites and Bingzongzheng Temple.

Minister of Rites and Zong Zhengqing will undoubtedly need to visit in person.

When Mo Jingchun returned home, he saw that the lamp was still burning in the study.

Mohen whispered: "Tao Niang said that she must wait for the Lord to come back."

As a result, he fell asleep in it.

Tao Niang came back yesterday, and everyone in the Mo family was very friendly to her. Mo Guangsheng and Mo Feihe even delayed going to the camp for a day, so they had a reunion dinner with her.Mo Fu's attitude obviously made Tao Niang not so afraid anymore, and even tried to move around in the mansion.

On the contrary, Mo Yuanze was very shy, hiding beside Xu Sumei and looking at this little sister.

Mo Jingchun picked up the sleeping Tao Niang and walked along the corridor to her yard.

"...Aye..."

The child mumbled.

Mo Jingchun was slightly taken aback, she had never called that in front of him before.

Tao Niang slightly opened her eyes, took a few glances at Mo Jingchun, and then told Aye to fall asleep slowly.

"……Um."

Mo Jingchun responded softly, and carried the child back to the house.

...

The tall seal of the imperial mausoleum is right in front of you, and it looks extraordinarily solemn under the blue sky and white clouds.

However, Emperor Yongning's mausoleum is the shortest and most unpretentious among them.He didn't use too much manpower, and in the last few years of his life, he slowly repaired it, and in the end it was only less than one-third of the usual one.The soldiers leading to the two sides of the underground palace stood quietly, but the fluttering bright red flag was the only sound present.

Emperor Zhengshi kowtowed, sacrificed to heaven, and followed the established rules.

But at the last step, the emperor stopped, staring at the underground palace with cold eyes.

He let go, walked slowly to the front of the underground palace, and entered the solemn and lonely grand hall alone.

No one at the scene dared to persuade.

Mo Jingchun stood behind Huang Zhenghe, his respectful and serious face remained calm, he glanced at the gate of the underground palace, then lowered his head again.

"Your Majesty has been in for an hour."

Huang Zhenghe's voice drifted over.

Mo Jingchun actually admired how these old ministers managed to squeeze out the words without moving their lips when they spoke.He whispered, "There's still time."

This time refers to the time to go back.

After all, this worship is a matter of going back and forth on the same day, and it is impossible for the emperor to spend the night outside the palace.

Huang Zhenghe actually meant to let Mo Jingchun go in and check, but no one is a fool, no one knows what His Majesty looks like inside now, if he goes in and disturbs the emperor, it will be a disaster instead.It was precisely for this reason that Huang Zhenghe didn't want to go to thunder by himself.

The wind is blowing, and the autumn is cold.

Even though thousands of soldiers were stationed in this solemn imperial mausoleum, it still didn't have the slightest popularity.The bones of the past emperors, concubines, and heroes of the Gongye royal family are buried here, and countless memories of the past are also hidden.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Except for Huang Zhenghe and Mo Jingchun, the officials below were a little restless after all.

The officials who followed were all outstanding, but some of them were young and impatient.This invisible atmosphere also affected Huang Zhenghe and Mo Jingchun, he turned his head to look at Mo Jingchun.

Mo Jingchun nodded.

The two quietly walked along the stone path. Outside the closed palace door, Mo Jingchun looked suspiciously at Liu Hao who was standing beside him, and said in a low voice, "Minister, Your Majesty, this is..."

Before Gongye Qi entered, Liu Hao had been following behind him.

Liu Hao bowed: "Huang Shangshu, Zong Zhengqing, Your Majesty ordered not to disturb him."

Mo Jingchun was speechless.

It is normal for His Majesty to miss the late Emperor.

only……

【Task [-] completed】

The sudden voice of the ghost made Mo Jingchun frown violently.

What is task one?

[Task [-]: Since the death of Emperor Yongning, Gongyeqi’s madness has occurred from time to time, please gain Gongyeqi’s deep trust as soon as possible]

deep trust...

If His Majesty's outrageous declaration before could count, then Mo Jingchun undoubtedly gained His Majesty's trust, but why did it suddenly come to fruition at this moment, this moment, this place?

【Mission [-]: Prevent Gongye Qi】

The spooky prompt came out quickly and urgently, causing Mo Jingchun to pause slightly.

He looked at the majestic gate of the underground palace in front of him. The things built by these imperial tombs were extremely strong. Like this gate, at least ten soldiers had to push it open together.

Mo Jingchun looked at Liu Hao, "I want to go in."

Embarrassment appeared on Liu Hao's face, he knew the relationship between Mo Jingchun and His Majesty, whether this weird and twisted relationship was full of affection or not, Liu Hao had to consider Mo Jingchun's meaning.

But His Majesty's will...

"I'm worried..." Mo Jingchun uttered the three words, swallowed them again, and said in a suppressed voice, "I'm worried."

Mo Jingchun meant something, and Liu Hao's face changed drastically.

There is a reason why he did not go to look for Huang Zhenghe, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, but instead came to talk to Liu Hao.Liu Hao may not be able to command the soldiers of the Imperial Mausoleum, but he can certainly command the guards in front of the palace.

Liu Hao decisively called the guard to open the door.

It's just that Huang Zhenghe didn't go in after all, but Liu Hao followed Mo Jingchun.

There were everlasting lights burning in the underground palace, reflecting the brilliant yellow of the stone walls, faint light and shadows hidden in the corners, and only after crossing the narrow and long corridors did they really reach the interior of the underground palace.A tall stone tablet stands in the middle of the temple, and behind the tombstone is the late emperor's coffin bed.

The first emperor's coffin rests on it.

Mo Jingchun sniffed, and a familiar yet different smell rushed into his nose and lungs, causing his face to change slightly.

He raised his arm to stop Liu Hao, and said in a low voice, "The smell of blood."

The dozens of guards in front of the palace who followed behind them looked solemn, obviously they all smelled it too.

What Mo Jingchun and Liu Hao thought of at the same time was the thing that worried them the most. They looked at each other, and Mo Jingchun said in a deep voice, "I'll go in and have a look first."

Liu Hao showed a slight surprise on his face, as if he thought of going elsewhere.

Mo Jingchun's voice was light: "As long as he is still the emperor for a day, I will act loyal to the emperor." There is no need to worry that he will get angry and kill him with a sword.

Liu Hao smiled wryly, but it wasn't for this.

He shook his head and didn't speak, he made way for Mo Jingchun to go in.At the same time, let the guards be vigilant, and if any accident happens, they must rush in as quickly as possible.

Mo Jingchun didn't say much, he had already arrived in the palace.

This tall stone tablet is engraved with the achievements of Emperor Yongning in the past, Mo Jingchun walked towards this stone tablet, as if he also recalled the past of Emperor Yongning.Although he treated Mo Jingchun a little harshly, but in the hearts of the common people, this is indeed a good emperor.And he, to Gongyeqi, is also a good father.

The smell of blood is stronger.

Mo Jingchun stopped.

Gongye Qi sat on the other side of the stele, with one leg bent and his arm resting on it.

The strong smell of blood came from here.

Gong Yeqi's mianfu was soaked in scarlet blood, so that the red on the sleeves became more vivid, and the black became deeper and deeper.A large pool of blood was dyed, together with the gradually dripping blood beads, impacting Mo Jingchun's vision.

He couldn't help retching.

After taking care of his body, he wouldn't have reacted so much.

But such a strong smell of blood all stimulated his taste buds, making him almost spit it out here.

He subconsciously stroked his lower abdomen, "Your Majesty?"

"You better get out."

Gong Yeqi's voice was cold and hard, as if he was suppressing a terrifying emotion.

He raised his hand and cut another bloodstain on his arm. Under the flesh and blood, more blood snaked out and mixed with all kinds of clothes, and the original color could no longer be seen.

"His Majesty!"

Mo Jingchun raised his voice, showing a bit of shock and anger.

Gong Yeqi supported the ground with one hand, and jumped up, his cold and indifferent eyes pierced through Mo Jingchun, "Didn't you hear what the widow said? Get out!"

On the contrary, Mo Jingchun calmed down and looked straight at the emperor.

"Your Majesty, a subject is not something that you can come and go when you call it."

He looked at Gongyeqi's injured hand, and lowered his voice again, "If the late emperor saw you hurting yourself like this, he must have..."

The smell of blood rushed over and penetrated into Mo Jingchun's body all at once. The bloody hand pinched his jaw and forced him to raise his head. Gong Yeqi's voice was cold, as if he was suppressing the tyrannical voice all the time, "Do you know what the widow wants to do now? The widow wants the soldiers outside to kill each other, and let them slaughter all the courtiers brought in. The widow wants to burn the entire imperial tomb, and wants to personally convulse the useless man Yeming who is guarding outside." Pull out the bones, dig out his heart and throw it in front of the father's tomb..."

His speech was fast and ruthless, extremely terrifying.

"The widow wants to see you, press you on the stone tablet of the underground palace and enter you, so that you can't live or die, even if you cry and beg, you will be forced to swallow it. Let your stomach have nothing but the widow's stuff Things!" Gong Yeqi's eyes were clearly flickering with terrifying and treacherous twists, "I want to lock you in the Changle Palace, let the chains wrap around your ankles, and you can only look at the widow and the widow forever!"

His voice was either sharp or gloomy.

Those scarlet and terrifying eyes showed that everything was really what he had in mind.

Gongyeqi stared at Mo Jingchun coldly and paranoidly, let go of his hand, and cut another wound on his arm.

Mo Jingchun suddenly noticed that what Gong Yeqi held in his hand was the dagger that he had handed to Mo Jingchun that day, the sharp weapon that cut iron like mud happily drank the blood of its master.

Mo Jingchun's expression changed.

Gong Yeqi stayed in this underground palace for more than an hour, shed so much blood, if he didn't get treatment in time, he might die.

Gong Yeqi's face was distorted and ferocious, severe headache and excessive blood loss caused him to shake his body, but when Mo Jingchun took a step closer, he stepped back suddenly and stepped into a pool of blood.

The maddened and suppressed pupils opened again, and the emperor's eyes seemed to be burning with endless evil thoughts.

"go out."

he said depressingly.

Mo Jingchun did not retreat but advanced, his face returned to calm, "Why should I listen to His Majesty?"

Gongye Qi looked at him sullenly.

Mo Jingchun smiled at him, that smile was faint.

"Your Majesty, give me the dagger."

While speaking, Mo Jingchun had already made a move.

The two of them possessed martial arts skills, and they exchanged hands between the coffin and the stone stele, their sleeves fluttering in mid-air.

Mo Jingchun's original intention was not to attack Gong Yeqi, but to snatch the dagger in his right hand.

Presumably, Gongye Qi had been in a half-mad state since he stepped down from the altar. He quietly stepped into the underground palace and stood in front of the late emperor's coffin.

What was he thinking at that time?

But no matter what he was thinking, that stopped the emperor's madness at that moment.

The emperor didn't give an order, nor did he kill anyone, he just sealed himself up in the late emperor's underground palace and cut a series of wounds.

Mo Jingchun had never really fought anyone.

No matter whether it was tempering in the martial field before, or later in Donghua paddock, or even fighting Gong Yeqi several times, it was just child's play.This time he really fought against Gongyeqi, and he just realized that His Majesty's strength is much greater than when he was in a normal state before.

Gong Yeqi's arm was bleeding, but the scarlet eyes were far worse.

He grabbed Mo Jingchun's arm and threw it flying on the stone wall, the pain made him turn pale.He stood up staggeringly, and the corner of Gong Yeqi's mouth was split open by Mo Jingchun.Mo Jingchun dodged to avoid Gong Yeqi's attack, took the opportunity to go around his back, and hit his wrist several times in succession.

As soon as the dagger fell to the ground, Mo Jingchunxuan kicked the dagger away and threw it far into the corner.

But in order to do these two more movements, he had already lost the opportunity, and was forced into a pool of blood by Gongye Qi.The strong smell of blood stained Mo Jingchun's clothes and hair, and his original aura could hardly be discerned.

The emperor grabbed his neck suddenly, and Mo Jingchun took a heavy breath for a moment.

But for some reason, Gongyeqi's movements stopped.

He seized the opportunity to kick Gongyeqi's lower abdomen a few times, but only heard a muffled grunt, while Gongyeqi pressed even lower, completely ignoring the ruptured wound.Mo Jingchun's face was poured with hot blood, he struggled to turn his head to the side and retched a few times, his whole body was in a state of embarrassment.The smell of blood had Gong Yeqi's aura, which not only comforted him, but also stimulated him.

The throbbing neck under Gongyeqi's palm seemed to press on Mo Jingchun's blood.

There was a frightening and deep faint light in his eyes, but in the end, he still managed to suppress it. I don't know if it was because of Mo Jingchun's pitiful cough, or because of the strange environment in the underground palace at this moment.

"...The widow will let you go."

Gong Yeqi's voice was still manic and violent. He sat on Mo Jingchun's waist, brushed his messy black hair with trembling hands, and didn't care where the blood went.

He trembled because he had nowhere to go to endure the suppressed violence, he could only force it under the skin.

Mo Jingchun: "...can you get off the subject?"

Gong Yeqi stared at Mo Jingchun's face with horrified eyes, and Mo Jingchun stared at his lower abdomen with horrified eyes.Gongye paused for a moment, and also realized that the place was unusual, the slightly bulging arc...

Oh, their fake children.

Upon realizing this, the terrifying scarlet backed away.

Gong Yeqi's head, which had been in a state of madness all this time, cleared up for a moment, and Gong Yeqi looked at Mo Jingchun, who was covered with his blood all over his eyes. He really looked extremely embarrassed, but he smelled of him from the beginning to the end.

Horrible desire suddenly surged in his heart, Gong Yeqi slowly turned his head to look at the dagger that he had just lost, if he poured blood from the beginning to the end, so that Mo Jingchun's flesh, bone and marrow were soaked in his blood, then it should be what kind of...

Gong Yeqi's body trembled.

But Mo Jingchun couldn't bear that weird feeling any longer. Seeing that His Majesty seemed to have recovered a little bit of reason, he quickly twisted his waist, lifted Gong Yeqi off, and then sat up with a bow, and unconsciously moved his hands. Stay on the abdomen.

He still subconsciously protects this non-existent thing.

Mo Jingchun's figure just blocked Gong Yeqi's view of the dagger, so the emperor took advantage of the situation to look at him, his eyes were violent and deep, as if endless hellfire was hidden in his eyes.

"You're still angry with the widow." Gong Yeqi spoke very slowly, the veins on his forehead bulged and didn't subside, and the severe pain rolled in his head, making his breath even more frenzied