Chapter Eighty-Eight: Bei Li Mingji is critically ill
Mo Yan smiled in a low voice, his fingers couldn't help but touch his lips, his fingertips were gently frosted, his heart was warmly rippling, he looked up at the shy Yun Qing, reached out again and dragged her over, hugged the gently struggling Yun Qing, Mo Yan grinned, "Good, don't move, dry your clothes, otherwise you will get sick." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Mo Yan's gentle voice struck, and I stopped writhing, and obediently fell into his arms, my heart slowly calming down.
The red spiritual power in his hand suddenly appeared, Mo Yan put his palm on Yun Qing's back, and the spiritual power quickly gathered along Yun Qing's back, and his body suddenly warmed, the original wet clothes dried in an instant, and the skirt slapped the ankle warmly, and for a while, the whole person was warm.
Mo Yan smiled and gently let go of Yun Qing's shoulder, dried himself in the same way, and tidied it up lightly, then raised his head and looked at Yun Qing gently.
I didn't expect Mo Yan to have this unique skill, this is simply a mobile steaming machine, I stepped forward curiously, and opened with bright eyes, "Mo Yan, how many unique skills do you have that I don't know?" It's all for this girl to be honest. ”
"Hey, hey." Mo Yan smiled mischievously, reached out and held Yun Qing's hand in the palm of his hand, and said with a wicked smile, "I, there are a lot, you call your husband, I'll tell you all about it?" ”
"Bah, I won't call it, you like to talk about it or not." My face was hot again, and I shyly shook off Mo Yan's hand, turned around and picked up Chunchun, and walked towards the jungle where there was a roar.
"Hey, Qing'er, if you don't scream, don't scream, don't be angry, belch, you wait for your husband." Mo Yan screamed exaggeratedly, hugging Xiaofeng and Yan Kiss on the ground, and hurriedly chased towards Yun Qing, the sweet taste slowly lingered in the hearts of the two, making Mo Yan raise the corners of his mouth like a spring breeze.
The imperial doctor in the palace rushed to the old emperor's Antai Palace, trembling in front of the bed to give the fainting Beili Mingsi a pulse, a group of courtiers and Beili Xuanye and others anxiously waiting aside, waiting for the final verdict of the imperial doctor.
The doctors muttered and discussed for a long time, and finally sighed heavily and stood up.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince forgives the sin, the ministers can't do anything, the emperor's illness originally only needed to recuperate in peace, but now the impatience makes the illness menacing, the emperor is only afraid, but he is afraid that he will not be able to survive tonight." The doctors knelt on the ground in horror and said.
What the? Beili Xuanye's face instantly froze, how could it be? How could my father say that if he fell, he would fall? He suddenly stepped forward like crazy, and knelt down with a thud near the bed of Beili Mingsi, and his voice was hoarse, "Father, father, you can't fall, father." At this time, Beili Xuanye had a lot of thoughts in his heart, self-blame, regret, fear, and all kinds of feelings were intertwined, which made him a little at a loss, as if only lying next to the dying old emperor could he feel a moment of security in his heart, and he couldn't help but be at a loss like a child, and howled and cried.
Liuxiang's eyes were complicated, and he stepped forward to pick up Beili Xuanye, who was obviously out of control, "Your Highness, I hope Your Highness will cheer up, and the ministers will follow Your Highness to the death." ”
"The ministers swear to follow His Highness to the death!"
The shouts in unison instantly sobered up the upset Beili Xuanye a little, and he stopped crying suddenly, he wiped his face hatefully, and his face was grim, "It's all her, it's all because of Nalan Yunqing's slut, if it weren't for her, my father wouldn't have suddenly become so sick, it's all her, the palace wants to kill her, kill her." ”
"Your Highness, Your Highness don't be impatient," Liuxiang and the others glanced at each other, Liuxiang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty's matter is inseparable from the Nalan family, that Naland, connived at his second daughter to do such embarrassing things in the palace, and now also connived at her eldest daughter to collude with outsiders in an attempt to rebel, Your Highness, we still have to think about this matter in the long run, and when there is no complete strategy, we must not startle the snake." ”
"Yes, Liuxiang is right, you are right." Beili Xuanye hurriedly grabbed the Liuxiang on the side, and said hurriedly, "Yes, the main hall is listening to the Liuxiang now, you say, what should I do?" As if grasping a life-saving straw, Bei Li Xuanye panicked in his heart, at this time, as long as he thought that his father's death would bring about the joint extermination of several other countries, and he was not enough to resist at all, he couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.
"Your Highness doesn't have to worry, Your Highness is still by the emperor's side at this time, and when the ministers go back to discuss with the ministers to come up with a solution, then report to Your Highness." The old god of Liuxiang said, seeing that the Beili Xuanye in front of him was completely chaotic, he obeyed him, and couldn't help but evoke a touch of pride in his eyes, after saying a few words, he didn't wait for Beili Xuanye's command, bowed his hand, and walked away with the party members in the hall.
Bei Li Xuanye looked at the people who had walked out of the temple gate blankly, turned around and staggered to the bed, as if he had lost his soul for a while, and only looked at his father who was already dead on the bed, and he was in a daze.
The huge palace is unusually empty, the night pearl is shining leisurely, and the light spots are projected, stretching the shadow of Beili Xuanye, today's night, it's really cold, he muttered, the position that was once in his heart has been vacant at this time, he can sit on it at any time, but Beili Xuanye has no previous expectations and excitement at this time, he only feels that the meaning of the existence of that position has become a kind of bondage, a cage, he sat on the edge of the bed in a trance, sat quietly, and let his thoughts spread.
Liuxiang led everyone out of the palace gate, commanded a few words, then took the sedan chair, and hurriedly instructed the sedan chair man to drive to the prime minister's mansion, along the way, Liuxiang couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, too good, God helped me, Liuxiang sat in the sedan chair at this time, and couldn't help but applaud.
As long as Beili Mingsi dies and then designs to get rid of Nalan Mansion, then, in the entire Beili, there will be no one to compete with him, as for Beili Xuanye, Liuxiang sneered, that straw bag is not to be feared, in the end, it is not a puppet, as long as he is forced to write an edict of abdication, by then, he Liuchuanfeng is the new emperor of this Beili country, hahahaha, the more Liuxiang thinks about it, the more excited he becomes, and he can't help but urge the sedan chair man again, and he is in a hurry.
Hurry up, the sedan chair man rushed back to the prime minister's house in the urging of the flow of a stack of sounds, just got off the sedan chair, the flow of the sedan curtain opened, did not wait for people to come to help, three steps and two steps into the house, the people behind him, he turned around and walked towards the most remote courtyard in the house.
Pushing open the door, Liuxiang looked at the man in black sitting at the table in front of him, and stepped forward respectfully.
"My lord, Weichen has good news to tell my lord." (To be continued.) )