"Mu Yuxi, you have a man outside!"

Quan Jingmo's face was full of anger, and he looked at her condescendingly.

"What, what?"

Mu Yuxi didn't understand, and looked at him with an ignorant expression.

"You don't understand?"

Quan Jingmo suddenly snatched the rice paper from her hand and read it angrily:

"Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Mu Yuxi, do you miss your lover?! ”

He angrily threw the rice paper in Mu Yuxi's face, and the rice paper stabbed her face so painfully, but she still didn't know anything.

Gradually, I quickly recalled Li Qingzhao from the teacher who went to school when I was a child: she had two husbands, and she didn't like the second one, so the words in the early stage were all about describing a happy life, and the later ones were written sadly, mostly in nostalgia for her first husband.

Suddenly, like five thunderbolts, Mu Yu's head hurt. Oh, my God! She shouldn't mean this article, shouldn't she miss the people of the past? No wonder Quan Jingmo was angry and said that she missed her lover! Sky! Li Qingzhao, you hurt me!

"Emperor, Emperor."

Mu Yuxi, who had just woken up from a dream, knelt on the ground and tried to explain.

"Smack!"

A loud sound sounded, Mu Yuxi fell to the ground fiercely, just now Quan Jingmo picked her up with one hand, and then gave her a heavy slap, and her face hurt hotly.

He has no pity for her, and he can't even say that he has a good impression, but no man will not mind that his woman thinks about other men, let alone Quan Jingmo, who is the son of heaven. He himself can be suave and linger among the warblers and swallows, but he will not allow his concubines to derail psychologically.

In feudal antiquity, women's three obedience and four virtues were particularly important, but Mu Yuxi completely turned her back on these, and did not even follow the most basic women's ways.

"Mu Yuxi, this time, you are looking for death."

After the cold words were spoken, Quan Jingmo wanted to ask the guards to take her away, and asked for a beheading at three o'clock in the afternoon. She was really scared this time, she stood up urgently and pounced on Quan Jingmo at once.

"Your Majesty, it's not like this. Don't kill me. If I really think about others, how can I still read this article with you? ”

Quan Jingmo put her away from himself, and at that moment, he saw her aggrieved pear blossom's tearful little face, inexplicably, and his heart was stunned, like that, as if he had seen it, as if he had dreamed of it, as if he had been familiar with it a long time ago.

He thought about what she had said, and felt that it made sense. If she really has a lover, of course she won't be stupid enough to pronounce the love words written.

Seeing that his face was slightly moved, she hurriedly began to say again:

"Your Majesty, this poem is actually a common pronunciation I heard from a grandmother in Mufu when I was a child. She was frustrated in love, so she came to Mufu. At that time, I was a concubine in Mufu, my status was very low, and I was always bullied, and that grandmother always protected me, and sometimes read this poem to me. ”

"Really?"

"It's more real than pearls! Your Majesty, I'm only 18 years old, how can I have so many experiences, you have to believe me. ”

As she spoke, she began to cry again, because she didn't let go of the moment when she saw herself crying, Quan Jingmo lost her mind at the moment, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice, perhaps, Quan Jingmo also has some familiarity with herself.

Quan Jingmo also felt that what she said made sense, and carefully read the words she said just now, it was indeed not something that an 18-year-old girl experienced. But

"Do you admit that you just made a fool of yourself in front of me? Once again, you have committed the crime of deceit. ”

His face was not the slightest better, but he looked at her with a face that no one could approach.

Mu Yuxi was stunned for a moment, and instantly sat down weakly on the ground: The crime of bullying the king is also a capital crime.

"Your Majesty, how do you want to punish the slaves?"

deliberately put on a pitiful appearance, and deliberately called herself a slave, she has used the trick of currying favor with Quan Jingmo in modern times to the present. In fact, when facing exactly the same person, even if she knows that he doesn't know herself now, and she knows that he is now the emperor who kills people without blinking, she still can't be afraid of him from the heart, because she always feels that he is still the favored Quan Jingmo who once protected herself.

Pear Blossom's tearful little face, slightly pouting cherry mouth, and tears still hanging on her long eyelashes, humbly begging him to let him go, that made his heart tremble. He admits that his heart has inexplicably softened. But he has always been very clear that he is an emperor, a son of heaven who cannot allow anyone to blaspheme.

"A hundred palms. Outside the punishment of kneeling for one day. ”

Mu Yuxi's eyes widened, and he looked incredulous. Didn't this cost her her life! This Quan Jingmo made her scared and strange. She wanted to cry, she was wronged, she couldn't accept such a huge change, a few days ago she was still in modern times, favored by him, and cared for by him, whoever touched her, Quan Jingmo could make people pay ten times the price.

However, after experiencing cheating and suicide, he came to such a strange place, but he met him again, but he has completely changed, and now, he can stand being bullied by others, and even more pain is inflicted on him.

She knew that he was the emperor, but she felt that he was still her Jing Mo.

Looking at her obviously injured eyes, there was no arrogance and playfulness in the past, but a kind of sadness that did not match her age, Quan Jingmo would not delve into it, after all, he felt that he had forgiven her very much.

"If I can't bear to slap my mouth, I'll let people come."

He glared at her, then turned around and continued to deal with the government. The ancient emperor was every ten days, and today he was resting, and Quan Jingmo had been in the Dragon Palace.

"Bang bang."

There was a crisp sound in the quiet air, as if someone was clapping his hands, but he knew that it was her slapping his mouth.

"What? Have pity on yourself? Don't have the strength? ”

sneered and said the most ruthless words, Quan Jingmo's face was expressionless. He was just doing things in his usual way, and anyone who dared to blaspheme himself would be punished greatly, but when he said this, Mu Yuxi's meaning changed completely. He wants to live rather than die. From rebirth to the present, after experiencing these things, gradually, Mu Yuxi's feelings for him, love added resentment, resentment mixed with hatred, that feeling, torment, pain, lingering.

The strength in his hands had to be greater, until the Dragon Palace was full of loud slaps.

"Tick tock."

He heard the sound of tears falling to the ground, and it was Mu Yuxi. But she didn't sob, and quietly accepted the punishment. There is no greater mourning than death. Every slap is like a knife, stabbing into Mu Yuxi's heart, full of holes. Before, even her parents had never given her a slap in the face, let alone him.