Mo Fenghua is now very glad that all the things in his space ring were given to his apprentices.

The vain has its own space, and those things don't go away.

And his own spatial ring is in the space-time tunnel, which has been shattered.

Mo Fenghua reached out and stroked his back.

Hiss......!

Mo Fenghua looked at the blood on his hands, I am afraid that the back of this body is already blurred with flesh and blood.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, do you have any orders?"

A young eunuch heard a slight movement in the curtain.

"Not necessarily! Stand down, all of you! ”

Mo Fenghua endured the pain and tried his best to say the same thing as ordinary people.

"It's Your Highness!"

The little eunuch made a gesture to several palace maids and the little eunuch, and everyone withdrew from the prince's dormitory.

Mo Fenghua felt that the person had retreated, sat down with the pain, and began to try to absorb the aura to cultivate.

But no matter how much I tried, my veins were still empty.

"It seems that there is really no aura here!"

Mo Fenghua opened the curtain of the bed and forced himself to walk to the bathroom.

Mo Fenghua glanced at his own appearance reflected in the water, the same as when he was a child!

At this time, the weather was hot and the wound was not easy to heal, so Mo Fenghua endured the pain and cleaned the wound by himself.

If you can't clean your back, you just don't care about it.

He went to take out the ointment and rubbed it on his back, and then found a white cloth to tie up his wounds.

After doing all this, Mo Fenghua was already tired and was about to collapse.

"I don't know if Huang'er is here?"

Mo Fenghua was still very satisfied with his identity at this time, at least it was very convenient to find someone.

Mo Fenghua looked at the white sky outside the dormitory, he didn't know about this place, so let's figure out the situation here first.

Above the court.

Mo Qingtian looked at the ministers below with a gloomy face.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were silent like cicadas, and they all stood with their heads bowed.

"What? Thinking of my majestic empire, you will no longer have a way to deal with the drought in these years? ”

Mo Qingtian's eyes swept over the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs.

All of them are stupid!

The atmosphere in the entire court was a little depressing, and Prime Minister Han Xinzhi glanced at the rest of his colleagues.

"Your Majesty, the drought in the past few years has exhausted the people, and now the top priority is to find a water source.

However, Wechen mobilized manpower to survey the water source from the Ministry of Industry, and Li Shangshu always shirked it for various reasons, and Wechen was powerless now! ”

Mo Qingtian looked at Li Pengcheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, suspiciously.

"Is that really the case?"

"Emperor Mingjian, where is the Ministry of Industry now! People can't eat enough, drinking water is also a problem, where are there people who are willing to work! ”

Li Pengcheng glanced at Han Xinzhi fiercely.

"Ridiculous! Even if you can't eat enough, you have never run out of food, and the water in the Wangcheng Water Cellar was not supplied to the six of you that day! ”

Mo Qingtian patted the armrest of the dragon chair, when was it, I didn't want to share my worries, and I even came to cry poor!

"The emperor is angry!"

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty trembled and all knelt on the ground.

"Rest your anger! Calm your anger! You're just going to make me angry! What do I want you people for! ”

Mo Qingtian couldn't suppress his anger at this time.

The water in the palace is ranked behind the six, and what about the people in the six?

When you encounter something, you will only shirk it one by one!

Above the entire court, because of the emperor's anger, a layer of clouds was shrouded.