Chapter Forty-Seven: Your Majesty The Hou Ye is infected with a cold

"How did the Dao Chief know that the man in black was Liu Daxia?" Mo Shuyu always felt that the man in black was familiar, but because Liu Donglou deliberately changed his voice, Mo Shuyu didn't recognize it. How did Yuan Tiangang, who had only one side with Liu Donglou, recognize him?

"Master Hou doesn't know, every martial artist has a unique aura, although I only had a one-sided relationship with Liu Daxia, but at that time you recognized his sword, although he deliberately hid his aura, but it was still leaked when he fought with me, so Lao Dao guessed that he was Liu Daxia." Yuan Tiangang disdained to ride with Mo Shuyu, and chose to follow Mo Shuyu's horse slowly.

"Yuan Daochang has great powers, he must have figured out who the adult Liu Daxia is talking about, right?" Mo Shuyu didn't know how capable Yuan Tiangang was, so he asked.

"This." Yuan Tiangang looked around, and when he saw that there was no one around, he leaned into Mo Shuyu's ear and said a few words.

"What? Seriously? Mo Shuyu was also shocked when he heard his words.

"Then do you think Your Majesty will cut me down?"

"It shouldn't be, on the contrary, Lao Dao calculated that you and the person behind Liu Daxia have a cause and effect." Yuan Tiangang is also stronger than a word, which makes Mo Shuyu's little heart flutter.

"So I was right to do that?" Mo Shuyu was also afraid at the moment, although he didn't know the identity of Liu Donglou, but if Li Shimin found out that he was in cahoots with the remnants of the previous dynasty, I am afraid that he would have to be dragged to divide the bodies of the five horses. Then maybe Cheng Lao shameless will take a few little shameless people to copy his house.

"It's right and wrong, Lao Dao has revealed too many heavenly opportunities, and the rest depends on how Master Hou goes." Yuan Tiangang didn't bother with Mo Shuyu after speaking, he always followed Mo Shuyu for a distance, Mo Shuyu was fast, Mo Shuyu was slow, he was slow, he just couldn't come up.

"What should I do? The remnants of the previous dynasty. Do I want to improve the drawings? Mo Shuyu returned to his Hou Mansion with a worried heart, and along the way, he wondered if he would improve the drawings so that the people behind Liu Donglou would take the drawings and it would be useless.

"Ah, I'm so sleepy, sleep first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." When Mo Shuyu arrived at the bed, he was still thinking about Liu Donglou, and after thinking about it for several minutes, he suddenly felt sleepy, turned over and fell asleep.

"Master Hou, hurry up, Your Majesty is here, just wait in the hall." Early in the morning, when Mo Shuyu was still in a daze, he suddenly heard Uncle Fu knocking vigorously on the door outside.

"Oh, Uncle Fu, you let me sleep!" Mo Shuyu was so noisy that he turned over and covered his head with a quilt.

"Master Hou! Your Majesty is waiting for you in the antechamber! It seems that there is a lot of anger, so you better get up quickly and go to see Your Majesty. In Mo Shuyu's heart, the world is the biggest sleeper, no matter who comes, he is talking about sleeping well, and he is deaf to Uncle Fu's shouts.

"Master Hou, your majesty will come and kick the door before you come out." Uncle Fu knows Mo Shuyu's temper, he can't move when he falls asleep, and he is still angry when he gets up. Seeing that Mo Shuyu hadn't reacted at this time, he became anxious. If someone else is okay, it is Your Majesty, Datang has never heard of anyone who dares to let the emperor wait in the front hall and sleep in the room. Master Hou, this is the first one.

"Come here, kick open the door of the Hou Ye for me." Uncle Fu grabbed the two passers-by and told them to kick the door open.

"Ah, Steward Mo, this is Hou Ye's room, Hou Ye is so angry when he gets up, we are afraid of being scolded when we kick open Hou Ye's door." The subordinates of the Hou Mansion also have a clear understanding of Mo Shuyu's temper, don't look at the usual Hou Ye is amiable, if anyone disturbs the Hou Ye sleeping. Then there will definitely be no food to eat today.

"If you kick it, is it important to eat or to have your head? Your Majesty is waiting for Master Hou in the front hall at this time, if it's late, I'm afraid you won't be able to save your head! "The people in the house have a good impression of Mo Shuyu, and they are kind and approachable to their subordinates, but now they ask someone to kick Mo Shuyu's door, even if he is a housekeeper. had to move Li Shimin out.

"Ah, okay." The two men agreed, and kicked the door open together.

When Mo Shuyu heard the door of the room being kicked open, his first reaction was that Li Shimin was coming.

"The boy has seen Your Majesty." Mo Shuyu still hid in the quilt, stretched out his hand and bowed, but never showed his face.

"The kid contracted the wind chill last night, and it is not appropriate to go out to meet guests, please forgive Your Majesty."

"Master Hou, don't make trouble, hurry up, Your Majesty is furious in the front hall." Uncle Fu looked at Mo Shuyu and bowed casually without even showing his head, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

"I had a cold, yes, I had a cold wind last night. It's uncomfortable, Uncle Fu, go and talk to Your Majesty, just say that I am infected with the wind cold and am afraid of infecting Your Majesty, and when the time comes, the boy will definitely enter the palace in person to compensate Your Majesty. Mo Shuyu was actually woken up by Uncle Fu a long time ago, but he still hasn't figured out how to tell Li Shimin about it. Just now, Uncle Fu asked someone to kick in the door, his first reaction was that Li Shimin was coming, and he was in a hurry and said that he was infected with the wind cold, and now he found that Li Shimin did not come, and he had no plan in his heart, so he wanted to use the wind cold to send Li Shimin away.

"Master Hou, don't make trouble, Your Majesty is quite angry, you better go and meet Your Majesty." Uncle Fu also knew Mo Shuyu's character, he was afraid that Hou Ye would catch a cold when he went out last night, so he took several blankets, and when Hou Ye came back, he sat on the horse and wrapped it like a zongzi. Yuan Daochang is fine at such an age, how could Hou Ye be so easily infected with the wind cold.

"I... I'm weak and uncomfortable yesterday with a bit of a cold wind. Uncle Fu, you just go and tell Your Majesty that I don't feel well, so I won't go out. Although Mo Shuyu said that he was infected with a cold because he didn't know how to face Li Shimin, I am afraid it was more because he just woke up and didn't want to move, and he was lazy.

"Okay, Master Hou, if Your Majesty blames it, the old body can't afford it." Seeing that Mo Shuyu didn't think about it at all, Uncle Fu had no way to walk out with the two subordinates.

"Your Majesty, the Hou Ye said that he was not feeling well and was not suitable to see guests, so His Majesty waited for a long time. When the Hou Ye is cold, the Hou Ye will personally enter the palace to compensate His Majesty. Uncle Fu had no choice but to tell Li Shimin with a thick face.

"Hmph, this kid, you caused me trouble, and now you know that you're afraid? Mo Fu, to be honest, is Sanfeng really infected with the wind and cold or doesn't want to see me? "Uncle Fu served Li Shimin in Li Shimin's mansion before Li Yuan rebelled, and he was also an old acquaintance.

Uncle Fu watched Li Shimin grow up, and his feelings for him are not shallow, the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, and he doesn't know who to help. At this point, I was really flustered.

"Your Majesty, the old body doesn't know, the old man said that he was infected with the wind and cold for fear of infecting us, and the old man didn't even see the face of the Hou Ye."