After the closure, there was an uproar in the capital.

Not only were the common people surprised that the queen was actually in the house of the market, but even the civil and military officials were also blinded!

After the emperor was crowned, he didn't have any discussion with them at all, and those ministers who had school-age daughters at home even thought about the dream of letting their daughters enter the palace and become queens.

After Chen Yong finished reading the holy decree, in less than an hour, a minister entered the palace together, knelt in front of the imperial study, and begged Mo Zhao to take back his fate.

Everyone has always made a fuss about Lu Mian's background, thinking that Lu Mian, who came from a market family, is not worthy of the position of queen.

Mo Zhao walked out of the imperial study and looked at the several ministers kneeling at the bottom of the steps, with a cold expression: "Since you think that the women in the market are not worthy of the position of queen, are you also saying that I, who was not raised by the Taifu, is also not worthy of the position of emperor?" ”

This is too serious to be said, and no one dares to answer.

Mo Zhao sneered: "Who just threatened me with death to take back his life? Die for me? It just so happens that I have been worried about many people and few official positions recently, and if I die more, I will leave one more position, and I will be worried about the death of Aiqing! ”

Someone did say just now that if Mo Zhao didn't take back his fate, he would die in front of the imperial study, but that's just talk......

If it was the former emperor or several other ancestors, when they heard the words of the minister's death, they would have already withdrawn their orders.

How could they have thought that Mo Zhao would not play his cards in an orderly manner.

Mo Zhao was so rigid, but they didn't dare to speak.

Who spares his life.

When you're dead, move someone else's place.

No fool would do that.

……

It was originally a very noisy thing, but it was so weirdly silent.

Originally, it stands to reason that after being hired, Lu Mian should be out of the palace.

However, now there are still more than ten days before the third day of the next lunar month, and Mo Zhao is reluctant to be separated from Lu Mian for so long, so he forcibly leaves people in the palace.

Although the two live in the same palace, they have always slept separately.

Previously acceptable.

Now that he is married, Mo Zhao is a little dissatisfied.

And he is just a person who thinks about two when he has one, and splendidly when he gives a little rainbow.

Mo Zhao hugged the pillow and blatantly walked into the Lumian dormitory, no matter how Lumian rushed, he was cheeky and refused to go out on the Lumian bed.

After he used it all for his coquettishness, cuteness, and misery, and even swore that he would never mess around, Lu Mian agreed to share half of his bed.

The bed in Lumian's dormitory is much smaller than that in Mozhao's dormitory.

One person sleeps more than rubbing, and two people are a little crowded.

Mo Zhao hugged the pillow with both heads, shrunk aggrievedly on the bed that belonged to him, and looked at Lu Mian with accusatory eyes.

The old god of Lumian is here, even if Mo Zhao has been staring at her, her face will not change, and she will sleep with her clothes after turning off the lights.

Mo Zhao couldn't sleep, he opened his eyes, and after a while, he reached out and touched Lu Mian.

Lu Mian didn't react at all when he was touched, as if he was asleep.

Mo Zhao touched it lightly again, and after seeing that Lu Mian did not respond, he instantly threw the pillow he was holding in his hand, leaned over against Lu Mian, and reached out to hug Lu Mian into his arms.

The place that had been empty was filled, Mo Zhao rubbed it, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

However, he didn't know that after he fell asleep, Lu Mian, who he thought had fallen asleep a long time ago, was actually not asleep.

Mo Zhao's qi and blood are strong, and even the body temperature on his body is two degrees higher than that of Lu Mian.

Holding him in his arms was like being rubbed against a stove.

Lu Mian opened his eyes, raised his hand to hug Mo Zhao, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

——

It's like walking in the mist, and everything in front of you can't see clearly.

Mo Zhao didn't know how long he walked in this mist, until the mist cleared and the surrounding scene appeared in front of him.

The gray and dark sky, the high palace walls, and the wild grass growing in the garden that has not been repaired for too long......

Mo Zhao was slightly stunned.

This environment ...... It's near the cold palace!

Sister Sleep appeared in front of him and saved the place where he was!

But how did he end up here?

Shouldn't he sleep in the palace with his sister in his arms?

Could it be that this is a dream?

Mo Zhao was confused.

And at this time, several people appeared in front of him.

Three eunuchs and a small child in a wheelchair.

The child in a wheelchair was unkempt and dirty.

Mo Zhao recognized it at a glance, it was him who was young.

Seeing the three eunuchs approaching step by step with ill intentions, Mo Zhao frowned, and he couldn't help but step forward, wanting to teach those eunuchs a lesson.

Even in his dreams, he didn't want to be bullied!

However, after Mo Zhao stretched out his hand, he watched his hand pass through the body of the eunuch, he was stunned, and tried again, he couldn't touch the eunuchs, and they didn't seem to notice his existence.

Mo Zhao didn't believe in evil, and reached out to touch his young self again.

I found that just like just now, my hand passed through the other person's body, leaving no trace or touch.

Mo Zhao furrowed his brows, not knowing what was going on.

And the three eunuchs, who were already close to the wheelchair, reached out and overturned the wheelchair when the child in the wheelchair turned his back to them and did not notice them, and the child in the wheelchair fell to the ground.

It's exactly the same as it was back then.

Mo Zhao frowned.

Knowing what would happen later, he couldn't do anything but watch it happen.

He watched the three eunuchs punch and kick the child, and he saw them mocking the child wantonly.

Until he saw one of the eunuchs take out a steamed bun from his arms and throw it on the ground, Mo Zhao's heart jumped, here he is, his sleeping sister is about to appear.

Mo Zhao looked up.

At that time, he was lying on the ground, with his head down, and he didn't see where Sister Mian came from.

This time, maybe he can see it clearly.

The bullying of those eunuchs continued, and everything was no different from what Mo Zhao had personally experienced before.

The only difference is that in this dream, Lu Mian does not appear.

There were no sudden stones to attack the three eunuchs, and they swaggered away.

Mo Zhao watched the child lying on the ground clasp the bun that had been trampled into the dirt, just like he did back then, grabbing the dirt and stuffing it into his mouth, gobbling it up.

The only difference was that there was no one who stopped him from devouring the dirt.

The child seemed to be hungry, and after picking out the steamed bun from the ground and eating it, he crawled on the grass to the side to look for insects to eat.

The cyan worm was directly pinched and chewed by his hands and swallowed into his stomach.

While the child was eating, Mo Zhao saw his eyes, which were lifeless and lifeless.

After searching around and finding nothing else to eat, the child crawled back to the wheelchair.

The rotting wounds worsened as they crawled around, staining the ground and grass with blood.

As if the child didn't feel pain, he struggled to straighten the wheelchair, then climbed into the wheelchair and pushed it out of here little by little.

The place he was going to happened to be in the direction of the cold palace.

Mo Zhao's heart sank slightly, as if he realized something.

It's a dream of a sister who doesn't sleep.