Mu Xiaoxiao's complaining eyes changed suddenly, yes! She could have told someone else to copy it!

She pulled the prince's hand and pinched her face, and looked around, who to ask for help?

After watching it for a long time, she just felt embarrassed, she didn't know who to go to?

The teacher said, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you."

She has a good heart, and of course she will not trap others in injustice.

"Don't blame yourself. That's their job. "Do your duty for the master.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him with understanding, and shook her head resolutely, "I can't do it." ”

"I'll go with you......" Before Bo Zeyu finished speaking, Mu Xiaoxiao commanded the palace maids and eunuchs arrogantly, "Each of you will copy a copy of the Buddhist scriptures for me, and send them to the Buddhist hall for me later." Do you hear that? ”

"Back to the crown princess, I heard it."

Wow! It feels good to be in power.

Bo Zeyu, who was following her, saw that her feelings were changing quickly, and she was helpless.

"Two over there, come and help me go to the Buddha Hall." Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that it was a very cool thing to summon people.

Let's see if they dare not take her in their eyes in the future.

Bo Zeyu raised an eyebrow.

People like Mu Xiaoxiao must not give her power, otherwise she will definitely become bad.

The air in the mountains is good, and the eyes are open.

Bo Zeyu, who was walking behind, laughed self-deprecatingly, when did he start, he was actually in the mood to enjoy the scenery.

"Prince." A small eunuch ran out from one side with his head down.

Bo Zeyu stopped to look at him.

"The emperor is invited." He spoke.

You don't have to think about it to know that it must be for Mu Xiaoxiao's business. He looked in the direction of Mu Xiaoxiao, and she seemed to be in a good mood. So he agreed, and went away with the little eunuch.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was taken away by the two of them, didn't know that the big backer had already left, and was still immersed in his sweet dreams.

When she found out, she was alone in the empty Buddhist hall, no wonder those doglegs found a reason to leave.

Mu Xiaoxiao was unwilling to grind for herself, and couldn't help complaining, "The villain who doesn't believe in his words." ”

On the other hand, the situation of the prince who was hung by Mu Xiaoxiao was also unsatisfactory.

"Smack!" A priceless vase fell on the door frame.

The room was in shambles, and unknown pressures swept in.

Queen Lin sat upright on one side, her palms sweating, and she didn't dare to come forward to persuade her.

She couldn't remember the last time Emperor Bo Zhao lost his temper.

Bo Zeyu knelt under the stage, a bloody mark was drawn on his face, and the red blood slid down his delicate outline.

Shocking.

"Son." Empress Lin finally couldn't sit still, and ran to Bo Zeyu's side in a choked voice, covering the wound on his face with her hand, "Does it hurt?" ”

"Come back!" The atmosphere is majestic, but so, Emperor Bo Zhao gave an order.

Empress Lin put away her choked face and slowly retreated to her original position.

She knew in her heart that Emperor Bo Zhao asked her to stay here to give her a dismissal. Let her submit and agree to the crown prince's concubine.

"You have to give a reasonable explanation to the Queen Mother about this matter." Emperor Bo Zhao made a pun. not only pointed out that what Bo Zeyu just said was unreasonable, but also named him to explain to the Queen Mother.

What does the Queen Mother want?

To put it bluntly, it's not that he wants to marry the Li sisters.

Bo Zeyu, whose cheeks were bleeding, replied knowingly, "Erchen understands." ”

Emperor Bo Zhao stood up, majestic, and walked forward step by step, with the potential to accommodate hundreds of rivers, waving his cuffs, putting his backhand behind his back, and repeatedly admonishing, "I hope the prince really understands." ”

The father and son reached a consensus, and the saddest thing was Queen Lin. Her eyes widened to prevent tears from flowing, and the fine blue on the side of her neck was exposed, probably exerting a lot of effort to suppress her temper.

"Yun Yao, let's go." Emperor Bo Zhao walked up to her and whispered, "Don't interfere in the child's affairs." He didn't see Lin Yunyao's sadness, but he didn't care. What does it matter if you are wronged once in such a long life. She is a queen, and she must be tolerant.

But Queen Lin didn't think so. Her empty eyes looked at the shocking red on the ground, and exhaled like an orchid, "Bo Yi, you will regret it." "Your indulgence will not win the loyalty of the Lin family.

Emperor Bo Zhao, who wanted to show goodwill, stretched out his hand to her, suspended it in mid-air, slowly retracted it, straightened his waist and walked back.

In the end, the mother and son were left in a mess.

Emperor Bo Zhao left, and Bo Zeyu, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up, looked at the dark place in the corner, and trembled with anger.

He stood for a while, and finally said nothing.

Quiet space, only the sound of his departing footsteps...... The sound of the door closing.

Tick...... Whose tears are the sounds.

The clouds on the mountain never melted, thicker than grievances.

After copying a few scriptures, Mu Xiaoxiao's cranky heart finally settled down.

The window was suddenly blown open by the wind, and Mu Xiaoxiao's pen was followed by a long stroke.

Her drooping eyes lifted, she put down her pen and went to close the window.

When he turned around, he saw Bo Zeyu standing in front of the desk, and he couldn't help but be startled.

Rubbing his eyes, he was sure it was him.

The anger that had been suppressed was well in my heart again. Mu Xiaoxiao ran over unhappily and asked him, "Prince, didn't you say that you would follow me?" Where have you just been? ”

"They quarreled." Bo Zeyu's fingertips brushed the rice paper on which Mu Xiaoxiao was writing, and there was uncontrollable sadness in his eyes. Emperor Bo Zhao and Empress Lin were deeply in love, he had never said that the two of them had blushed, and this time the queen mother was red-eyed.

When he was young, he always felt that his father was overly indulgent to his mother, so he should find an opportunity to beat her and scold her.

However, the day has really come.

He was sad.

Seeing the prince's sad expression, Mu Xiaoxiao was a little overwhelmed for a while.

There was a voice shouting in the bottom of my heart.

She approached Bo Zeyu's side, her slender hand pulling his sleeve that kept wandering on the rice paper, rare gentleness, he knew that the prince would not tell her what happened, and deliberately jumped away from the topic, "Do you want to write a few?" ”

Bo Zeyu paused, looking at her puzzled.

"Don't look at me like this, I think copying scriptures can calm people's minds......" The sluggish Mu Xiaoxiao saw the scratches on Bo Zeyu's face, and there were scattered blood stains. Your face? Mu Xiaoxiao hesitated and couldn't speak in surprise.

"Minor injuries." Bo Zeyu turned his head and disagreed.

"Injuries on the face can't be considered small!" Mu Xiaoxiao also wondered, why didn't he go through the door and jump out of the window, he must have been afraid that she would see the injury on his face. She pulled out the gold sore medicine in her arms. "You sit down, I'll give you the medicine."