Since then, above the court, openly and secretly, all the people who supported Mo Xiucheng and wanted to assassinate the emperor without his consent and forced Mo Xiucheng to sit on the throne did not dare to act rashly.

Otherwise, today's Qi Commander will be their fate!

Everything was in her plan!

How terrible, how terrifying.

Rao is the first emperor, and it is impossible to calculate so far!

Mo Xiucheng's breathing was a little chaotic, but he looked at the young man who was standing beside him, with such a proud posture, not as simple as his appearance, but he felt that her appearance at the moment was a little dazzling.

It made him want to dodge a little, and wanted not to look at it anymore.

But.

But he seemed to hear his heart beating.

Here are the following.

Clear and surging.

Hmmm-

However, his hand tightened the next moment, and he was held by the young man.

"Alright." The little emperor looked at him sideways, raised his little face, and smiled at him to recover his soft and sweet smile: "The general's hand is injured, it's not healed, I will take you back, let's deal with the injury first!" ”

“………………”

Mo Xiucheng's head was blank, but he could only subconsciously take a step, follow behind her, and walk back numbly.

When I returned to the palace, I didn't go to the imperial study, but the emperor's own resting palace.

After entering, Mo Xiucheng realized that something was wrong and wanted to quit.

"I hugged it just now, I touched it, and I had to die with me! Is the general still twiping these things up now? The young man holding the medicine box sat there, tilted his head lazily, looked at him with a smile, and said this.

"The minister was before-" Mo Xiucheng frowned, and subconsciously wanted to explain: "The minister thought you were really going to die......"

He stumbled to explain, but realized something was wrong halfway through.

Wait a minute!

It was he who was deceived, why should he be weak-hearted?

"Your Majesty!" So he took a deep breath, raised his head with heavy eyes, stared at her suspiciously, and tried to find the field: "What the hell is going on, you haven't explained it to the minister yet!" ”

"That's what you think, I don't believe the general is so smart, he can't guess?" The young man raised his eyebrows, patted the chair next to him, and grinned: "Come and sit, your clothes are stripped, and I will give you medicine." ”

“……………………”

Mo Xiucheng stood there, his handsome face turned red for a moment, but he quickly pursed his lips and drank in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty!"

"What are you doing, I'm the emperor, can I not have more eyes? What's wrong with the case that you don't talk or not? Besides, how do I know if you really want to be loyal to me or if you really just kill me because of bad face? The boy spread his hand, "I'll give you a chance." ”

Mo Xiucheng stared at her coldly, with a bit of anger on his face, as if he was choked by her careless words.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes dazed as if he felt that it was just a dream.

Until—

He moved suddenly, strode forward, and walked in front of the boy in a few steps.

Swish!

He raised his uninjured hand, suddenly slapped his palm, and without saying a word, he approached Xu Yi's face!

The young man did not dodge, did not dodge, did not give way, and waited quietly on his delicate face for the palm to fall.

Mo Xiucheng's palm stopped in front of her, and the palm wind lifted the young man's broken hair.

She was still smiling, her dark eyes bright, reflecting his appearance.

"If-" Mo Xiucheng looked at her, didn't smile, on that handsome face, the cold air was pressing, and he lifted his lips coldly: "I really didn't save you?" ”