The next day, the execution ground was held by Lin Qiu with heavy soldiers, and Mo Jiuhua personally served as a prison officer, looking at the unwilling Yuwang party and his head.

Knowing that he was completely finished, before the head hit the ground, King Yu simply blushed and scolded the emperor on the high platform.

Mo Jiuhua himself naturally didn't react, but Lin Qiu's face turned completely dark, and the onlookers looked at Feng Feifei with disdain.

At this moment, there was a person standing in the crowd who had wrapped himself tightly.

Luo Qingye's face was covered by a veil, and only his red eyes were exposed, but there was not much sadness in his eyes, but a complicated one.

He watched Feng Feifei, his mother, and others being beheaded one by one for public display.

For a moment, he closed his eyes, and slowly turned his head to look at the emperor on the high platform.

Because of the distance, he couldn't see her expression clearly, but judging from her standing, how calm she was......

From this moment, Luo Qingye finally realized how cold-blooded and ruthless the emperor who used to say that he put himself first.

Oh, her love is really nothing more than that.

I couldn't tell what mood it was, Luo Qingye took one last look at the execution ground, and then slowly turned around and left.

……

After returning to the palace, Mo Jiuhua first went to see his husband, and after being dragged and concerned by the other party for a long time, he said goodbye and returned to his bedroom.

After a while, a long-lost person appeared beside her, that is, Tingyu, who had a completely different temperament from the past.

At this time, Tingyu was dressed in a black power suit belonging to the dark guard, and compared with the past, his demeanor and gaze were more stable and restrained.

Seeing Mo Jiuhua, he respectfully knelt down and hugged his fists and said, "Your Majesty, your subordinates have already disposed of the sixth son according to your orders." ”

"Well, get up, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, this is what subordinates should do." After speaking, Tingyu got up neatly and looked at Mo Jiuhua: "Your Majesty, my subordinates ask to return to your side and continue to take care of you, I hope you can allow it." ”

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down again when he heard the rain, but was stopped by Mo Jiuhua.

She smiled and looked at Tingyu in front of her, and said softly: "I know that you are loyal to me, but you are a man, and it is not very convenient to follow me, so now, I want you to go to another person to take care of him." ”

Tingyu's eyes widened slightly, a little stunned, "Your Majesty, can you ask, ...... To whom do you want to send your subordinates? ”

Mo Jiuhua chuckled: "Your imperial husband, the real one." ”

Hearing the rain was stunned for a moment, and then his tone was slightly incredulous: "You mean ......"

Mo Jiuhua nodded: "I believe Feng Yi should have mentioned him to you, I know your worries, but I assure you that he will definitely not be the second Luo Qingye." ”

After a pause, she added: "Luo Qingye is not worthy of being compared to him. ”

Hearing that the rain has returned to normal, hearing her say this now, my heart is extremely shocked.

His Majesty actually defended this one so much, it seems that this one this time is extremely extraordinary in His Majesty's heart.

Thinking about it, he heard Mo Jiuhua say again: "I don't feel very relieved to send someone else to me, so I think about it, and I feel that only you can take care of him and protect him." ”

Tingyu's expression became firm, and he respectfully folded his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." The subordinates will live up to His Majesty's trust. ”

"Hmm." Mo Jiuhua smiled and nodded.

Suddenly, there was a report from outside the hall, and then Feng Yi followed and walked in quickly, and then knelt respectfully in front of Mo Jiuhua, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, the subordinates are not good at taking care of them, and they actually let Luo Qingye run away." ”

"Oh?" Mo Jiuhua raised his eyebrows, and his tone was very calm: "Then what about Luo Qing?" ”