In the swaying night breeze, the king of the Hanyang Imperial Palace sat in front of the window in a dark red cloak, looking at the dark night sky attentively.

"Your Highness." On the side of Lingzhi's voice, Jun Mo regretted to withdraw his gaze and turned his head slightly, so calmly that he couldn't see the slightest ripple in his forehead, whether it was the dark eyes or the immature face.

"The queen mother sent lotus seed soup." Lingzhi leaned down and put the steaming lotus seed soup in his hand on the case, Jun Mo Xi looked at the lotus seed soup that was quietly placed, and suddenly his eyes were wet, his mother's favorite in his previous life was this lotus seed soup, and he would always bring a bowl every night and watch himself drink it.

Now that my father is seriously ill, my mother doesn't come to see me in person, but this bowl of lotus seed soup every night has never been broken, and how ignorant I was in my previous life, I would secretly pour the lotus seed soup made by my mother again and again with cat food.

Jun Moxi raised his hand and scooped this sweet lotus seed soup spoonful by spoon, this is his mother's love, even when his mother died in his previous life, she also ate the lotus seed soup, Jun Moxi thought of this and paused slightly to scoop the hand of the lotus seed soup, while serving the Lingzhi looked at Jun Moxi a little strangely.

"Who will the queen mother give this lotus seed soup to drink?" Jun Moxi scooped up a spoonful of lotus seed soup and blew it gently, asking.

"There is no one else but His Majesty and His Highness." Lingzhi thought for a moment and said.

"Really?" Jun Mo Xi stopped talking, a spoonful of extremely elegant and cherished a whole bowl of lotus seed soup, the Ganoderma lucidum on one side was full of joy, His Royal Highness finally ate a whole bowl of lotus seed soup, instead of secretly pouring it out, this time the queen mother knew, she must be very happy.

"Lingzhi, your name is Lingzhi, right?" Jun Moxi tilted his head slightly, looked at Lingzhi who was cleaning up on the side and asked, Lingzhi's hand to clean up things paused, and suddenly knelt down in horror, kowtowed to Jun Moxi and said: "Your Highness spares your life, is it that the slave maid did something wrong・・・・・・"

Lingzhi's raised little face was full of tears, Lingzhi's name was given by Jun Moxi, and now Jun Moxi suddenly asked like this, the table is that he doesn't plan to ask for this girl, if he is kicked out of the palace gate by Jun Moxi, it is equivalent to losing his value in this harem, and he will die sooner or later.

"This palace didn't drive you away." Jun Moxi bent the corners of his mouth slightly, stood up with the table and said, "Wait for the palace to sleep, tomorrow I think Imperial Doctor Zhang will come again." Jun Mo Xi said and walked towards the inner room with steady steps, Lingzhi hurriedly followed, and he was even more careful in waiting, as if he was shocked by Jun Mo Xi's casual question tonight.

Jun Mo regrets that she remembers the person Lingzhi, who served herself wholeheartedly in her previous life, and finally died of a rod death, the reason is that she collided with the imperial sister Jun Xiruo, at that time, Jun Mo Xi naively thought that this girl really collided with the imperial sister, with her relationship with the imperial sister, she would never intercede for a little girl, and it was really wronged.

The sky was slightly bright, Jun Mo Xi opened his eyes, and seemed to look at the surrounding scenery in some shock, only then he breathed a sigh of relief, stroked the violently beating heart of his heart, and the one in the dream was once again pressed into the depths of Jun Moxi's mind, and he quietly leaned on the head of the bed and frowned slightly.

"Ganoderma lucidum." Jun Moxi pursed his lips slightly, Lingzhi, who had been waiting outside, hurriedly entered the inner room to serve Jun Moxi to wash and change clothes, the procedure was so familiar, and the depth in Jun Moxi's eyes was even worse.

At this time, Jun Moxi is not yet an adult, and the comb bun is just a simple bun, just because it is His Royal Highness, the clothing is more cumbersome, if it is placed on the previous Jun Moxi, she is already impatient, and now Jun Moxi just closed his eyes and quietly let the maid dress up for himself.

"Hongu doesn't like yellow." Jun Mo Xi looked at the light yellow robe handed by Lingzhi, and his eyes unconsciously appeared in the dim dungeon in his previous life, Jun Xiruo's appearance in a bright yellow dragon robe, he only felt that this yellow was extremely dazzling.

"That one." Jun Mo Xi raised his hand, and his jade-like fingertips pointed to the dark red brocade robe hanging on the side, Lingzhi picked it up according to his words, this dress was not bright in color, and Jun Mo regretted that he had never worn it.

When Lingzhi tied the golden jade flower belt around Jun Moxi's waist, Jun Moxi, who had always been petite and pure, seemed to be calm and not like a child when he put on this dark red brocade satin robe, and the wide flowing cloud sleeves flashed with golden light as Jun Moxi raised his hand.

Lingzhi leaned down and knelt down to smooth the folded skirt for Jun Moxi, and looked up at Jun Moxi slightly, only to feel that at this moment, Jun Moxi seemed to have transformed into a king who couldn't help but bow down, noble and calm, unfathomable.

"How?" It's just that at the moment when Jun Mo Xi smiled, it seemed that what everyone saw just now was just an illusion under the skin, this underage prince, His Royal Highness, as always, was innocent and kind, but Lingzhi didn't think so, and lowered his head slightly and said in response to Jun Moxi's words: "Your Highness Jin'an." "There was no praise, no pandering, just a respectful bow, but it made you treat him differently.

The golden bell ringing in the Hanyang Imperial Palace, originally it should be the time when the civil and military officials went to the court, but if today's son is seriously ill and no one takes care of the government, this early dynasty is naturally exempted, only occasionally a few military ministers gather to discuss court affairs, but as Jun Qianyi's illness becomes more and more serious, the affairs of the court are temporarily handed over to the imperial uncle Jun Qiannan to take care of.

After all, the prince is still young.

The morning fog dissipated, Jun Mo did not hesitate to lean on the soft couch, holding the Hanyang Historical Records in his hand to look through carefully, slender fingers crossed the years and finally stopped, in the fifteenth year of Kaiyuan, during the Mingxi period, the emperor Jun Tianyou was in charge of the Hanyang rivers and mountains, and signed a hundred-year contract with the remaining six countries, and wrote: "We, I hope not to launch any war within a hundred years, not to provoke the nations, if this contract is violated, it will be besieged by all countries, the people will be slaves, and they will not be allowed to return to the country for life." ”

The contract was made in seven copies and placed in the seven kingdoms.

The seven countries are: Hanyang, Extraterritorial, Pingdu, Beihan, Xiyuan, Hengdong, and Hainan.

Ninety-five years have passed since the contract, and now it is one hundred and ten years of Kaiyuan, Jun Qianyi is in charge of the world, and there are only five years left from the end of the contract, and the Hanyang Dynasty has prospered under the rule of its ancestors for more than a hundred years, and it has been the head of the Seven Kingdoms for more than 100 years, but this Hanyang is decaying day by day behind this flashiness, and the day of the end of the contract is also the beginning of the world war.

A paper contract, a hundred years of depression has only brought temporary peace, and how much storm is brewed behind this peace? Jun Moxi never paid attention to these in her previous life, and it was her three brothers who often whispered in her ears, which made Jun Moxi in this life have a trace of vigilance.