As soon as the news of his illness spread, Mo Huaining expected that the emperor would come to investigate, he had already thought of countermeasures, but he didn't want to suddenly have this matter of Ding Weilan.

Mo Huaining was wrapped in bandages, he simply didn't put on a shirt, his chest was wide open, and he was only covered with a thin quilt, and he was lying on the bed reading a letter.

It was Duan Lan who had come back from the Far North, and unsurprisingly, he didn't find any spells.

Mo Huaining didn't tell Duan Lan that there was no such thing as spells, strictly speaking, because even if others could read spells, there would be no resonance between people and jade, and in layman's terms, jade would not admit that the person who cast the spell would be in vain.

Something that can replace the bloodline of the owner of the soul jade, he can't help but look for it, there are some clues, it's just ...... Far from enough!

So at the moment, people are much more valuable than spells.

He didn't tell Duan Lan about Ding Weilan's identity, also because Duan Lan was too impetuous, and if something happened, he would have to be distracted to deal with it.

Duan Lan was different from other subordinates, he didn't trust him very much, even if he showed him the spell book in Ding Weilan's hand, Duan Lan would only think that he was deceiving him, and he would still investigate in private.

Rather than this, it is better to let Duan Lan toss around, some people just want him to hit the south wall, and he will know the price of persistence.

It's just that he didn't expect that Duan Lan not only didn't find the spell, but also caused him trouble.

Soul Jade, Moon Lady, these two words are quite sensitive in the tribes of the Far North, and if you are not careful, you may fall into the crime of coveting other people's treasures.

Duan Lan lived up to his high expectations and leaked it thoroughly, so that he was now in a situation where he was being chased and intercepted by various tribes in the Far North.

As soon as this letter came, he used a lot of pen and ink to describe Duan Lan's remorse and apology, and apologized for causing trouble to the prince for his misdeeds.

Mo Huaining directly skipped these nonsense, and when he saw the end, he saw Duan Lan's words for help at the end.

It seems that things have developed to the point where he can't finish alone.

The corners of Mo Huaining's mouth hooked up a smile that was too faint to see, and as soon as the palm of his hand turned, the letter in his hand turned into powder.

"Lord, medicine." Nighthawk saw that the prince had finished reading the letter, and the medicine in his hand had already cooled, so he reminded Mo Huaining.

In fact, although the prince's wound is a little deeper, it is a commonplace thing, in the words of the prince, it would be good to eat more meat, and this time he actually specially prescribed medicine, I don't know what the prince thinks.

Could it be that after returning to his home country, he suddenly became squeamish?

Nighthawk half-knelt on the ground, raised the medicine above his head, and waited for the prince to take it

A trace of resistance appeared in Mo Huaining's eyes, and he caught a glimpse of a white shadow at the door, suddenly frowned, raised his hand, and a gust of wind blew, and the black bitter medicine soup flew out of the bowl like this, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then all scattered to the ground.

Nighthawk still maintained a respectful look on his face, and the bowl in his hand had cracked into several pieces, falling down one by one.

Nighthawk holding a cloud of air: "......"Huh?

"Lord Wang?" He looked up in surprise, just in time to meet Mo Huaining's disgusted gaze.

It's okay to be squeamish, why do you still play a child's temper, or else, he will go and get two pieces of candy?

Before Nighthawk could suggest the candy, he suddenly felt a rush of danger behind him, and his instinct made his whole body vigilant, his body tensed, and he raised his hand to fish back, and without impartiality, he caught a white shadow.

Mo Lingyun was directly lifted up by the Nighthawk, looked at the Nighthawk twice in a daze, and then looked at the bed, he was already wronged, and when he was mentioned like this, even if he had five points of fake crying, it would be gone, and he was about to howl when he opened his mouth

"Woooooooooo......oo Not! ”

Nighthawk's eyebrows jumped violently, "Seventh Prince, the prince is resting, you should be quiet." ”

Mo Lingyun snapped away two tears and nodded.

Only then did Nighthawk put the person down, let go of his hand, and heard Mo Lingyun say, "Father is here!" ”

"Huh?"

Nighthawk looked back, but saw no one, only a shrill voice, "The emperor has arrived!" ”

Nighthawk looked out the door, then at someone on the bed, as if he suddenly understood the meaning of the prince's actions just now.

"Lord Wang......" Nighthawk asks for explicitness, please or not? If you don't invite it, your subordinates will go out and drive the emperor away...... It's better to please, it's a bit difficult to catch up with the emperor or something.

Seeing that Mo Huaining did not object, Nighthawk turned around and went out to ask for someone.

The frightened Mo Lingyun looked at Mo Huaining's stinky face, and saw the medicinal soup that had been spilled on the ground, and realized that he understood the purpose of his father's coming here.

As a junior, I should care about two sentences at this moment.

"Uncle Huang, are you okay......"

Mo Huaining's brows relaxed, and his face looked better, "It's okay." ”

"I heard about it, you heard about Princess Dugu, and you got sick with anger. Princess Dugu is indeed not a good-tempered person, I took a look from afar, and found that she taught people and scolded people so much that she didn't dare to speak, and the imperial uncle didn't dare to see her, so it can be seen that she is really a dominatrix! But Uncle Huang, your face is too bad, it's like you've been stabbed. ”

Mo Huaining's eyes changed, and there was a little more joke between his words, "Your analogy is very appropriate." ”

While he was talking, Mo Huaiyu had already come in.

As soon as he came in, there seemed to be an invisible oppressive force in the whole room, the most obvious manifestation was that Mo Lingyun shrank directly to the root of the wall, he seemed to have spoken disrespectfully to his father just now, would his father take revenge on him?

However, he thought too much, Mo Huaiyu had just admired the idyllic mountain dwelling map, and he was thinking about how to trap Mo Huaining, and he didn't have time to care about Mo Lingyun at all.

When he came here in person, he originally acquiesced that Mo Huaining had the element of pretending, and making some preparations in order to pretend to be sick was also a common means for him, but when he saw Mo Huaining's face, he was still startled.

Mo Huaining was originally born majestic, and the whole person had a momentum of not being angry and self-assured, but at this moment, his sick expression was gloomy, his lips were white, as if he was holding his eyelids and beating his spirit, when he heard the footsteps, he slowly turned his head, saw that it was him, and slowly turned back, and then his face became worse.

Mo Huaiyu: "......"

It's not the first time Mo Huaining has been so faceless, but Mo Huaiyu is still a little unaccustomed, when has he ever been so disgraced as an emperor? Looking at that expression, it seems that the whole face is written "You are not at the right time".

Several people next to him also noticed the embarrassing atmosphere, and Su Yi looked at the two of them back and forth, trembling in his heart.

But what kind of person is Mo Huaiyu, how can he retreat because of this little difficulty, he still showed an amiable smile and opened his mouth to care, "Fourteenth brother, I heard that you are sick, so I came to visit, and I came to visit rashly, I hope there is no bothering." ”

Mo Huaining glanced at him with his eyelids propped up, bowed his head slightly to show courtesy, and said very politely and coldly, "The emperor is wise." ”

"......" is wise, bothering that sentence? Is this a tacit acquiescence that he came to cause trouble?

But Mo Lingyun didn't look at the occasion when he spoke, and added, "Father, how good it is for you to listen to my endorsement in the palace......

Mo Huaiyu glared at him, Mo Lingyun immediately shrank and didn't speak again.

Su Yi next to him saw that the atmosphere was not right, and he was busy smiling and playing round.

"King Xuan, don't blame, the emperor heard that you were sick, and specially invited the imperial doctor to come over to treat you." As he spoke, he waved to the back, and a physician immediately walked over.

Mo Huaining looked at the imperial doctor, and then looked at Mo Huaiyu.

"Is the emperor afraid that Weichen will pretend to be sick and deliberately find someone to come over to try the truth?"

was exposed so straightforwardly, Mo Huaiyu's face was a little unbearable.

Su Yi's heart trembled, and he laughed again, "King Xuan said that he laughed, King Xuan is the hero of the Water Moon Kingdom, and your body is the most expensive, how can the emperor not pay attention to it?" Bringing the imperial doctor here is to care about King Xuan's well-being, and secondly, to show the emperor's concern for you, otherwise let that group of ministers know, the emperor won't even look at you when you are sick, and some good people don't chew their tongues, saying that our emperor is cold-blooded and ruthless? Hey, you don't know what the rumors outside are now, the emperor is also trying to gag them, there is nothing else, don't be careful, alienate the friendship between the monarch and the minister. Besides, King Xuan is innocent, how can he pretend to be sick? And there's no reason why it shouldn't? ”

is worthy of being the chief eunuch beside Mo Huaiyu, while justifying Mo Huaiyu, he also gave Mo Huaining a hint, if he pretended to be sick, there was definitely some purpose, since he led the topic in which direction, it was not surprising that the emperor was suspicious.

It's a pity that he ignored a problem, Mo Huaining didn't even give Mo Huaiyu face, how could he pay attention to his explanation as a little eunuch.

I saw Mo Huaining glance at Su Yi, and with just one glance, Su Yi's hair stood upside down, as if a knife was rubbing against his scalp.

"Father-in-law Su is worthy of growing up with the emperor since he was a child, inseparable, and his heart is the same, and he even knows what the emperor wants."

Inseparable, heart-to-heart......

These two ordinary idioms were said by Mo Huaining in a slow and logical tone, and they immediately changed their taste. Anyone can hear the irony, but they don't know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally, so he deliberately accentuated those eight words, giving people infinite space for reverie, and suddenly Su Yi felt that something was wrong.

He was being overwhelmed by these words, and suddenly there was an extra line of sight next to him, and when he looked back, he saw the complicated disgusted eyes of his emperor.

Su Yi's head went blank for a moment, stopped talking, and stepped back weakly.

If King Xuan argues with him, it doesn't matter, anyway, he is also the chief eunuch, and he has long been cultivated into a human spirit in the face of various ministers for so many years, and he still can't suffer a loss in his mouth, but King Xuan's words directly made the relationship between him and the emperor "impure", and he opened his mouth to defend as if he did it because he and the emperor had "a heart-to-heart".

The gains outweighed the losses, and Su Yi could only stand silently beside him.

The atmosphere was a little cold for a while, Mo Huaiyu glared at Mo Lingyun again, he interjected when he shouldn't speak, and he really became dumb again when he used you!

Mo Lingyun suddenly noticed that Mo Huaiyu was glaring at him, and he was even more frightened, in order to avoid his eyes from intersecting, he lowered his head directly.

"......" forget it, no one can count on it.

Mo Huaiyu had no choice but to pull out a smile to hide the embarrassment in front of him.

"Fourteenth brother, since I have already come, there is no reason to return in vain. If this doctor returns to the hospital to publicize it, won't I lose face? ”

As the emperor, he has put his posture very low when he says this, and it is a bit of a joke, looking at the few people who have enjoyed this kind of treatment in the past, even Mo Huaining can't help but give face.

Mo Huaining was not in the mood to stalemate with him, and stretched out his arm cooperatively, but closed his eyes and turned his head, looking out of sight and out of mind.

Mo Huaiyu's smile was also a little stiff, and the imperial doctor next to him was ordered to come forward to check.

Mo Huaining's arms are very powerful, although they are not particularly thick, but they have clear lines, knotted muscles, and wheat-colored skin is more masculine and handsome.

He himself was born tall and majestic, such a person, he would be scared and sick when he heard a person's name, it was really a little unreasonable, and the imperial doctor also came with a skeptical attitude.