I don't know how these words touched him, and in the next second, the temperature in his eyes dissipated, his voice was as low as wine, and the words he said were not emotional: "When the first emperor was as old as you, he had many heirs. ”

Ji Li slandered, but in the end, she died and was injured, and she was the only one who could be used.

It can be seen that it is not a good thing to be able to have more children.

"I don't want to know so much, I just want to ask Uncle Huang, do you really want Concubine I."

"Yes." Despite all this, he was not at all at ease in his heart.

But that's enough.

Mo Xingjiu told himself that the pity for the little emperor and perhaps other undeserved emotions should also be stopped. The curtain will come down on this absurd drama, and it will be as calm as if nothing had happened.

He wouldn't have any other ideas, wouldn't do anything uncharacteristically, nothing else would happen except what he had promised.

"I thought I was always different from the regent."

"It's different." Mo Xingjiu raised his glass and added a glass of wine to himself: "You are the emperor." ”

The only king of this great yin.

Maybe he will be the king of the world.

So, you're different, but that's about it.

Ji Li snatched his cup and slammed it on the stone table, writing the five big words "I'm not happy" densely on his face.

Mo Xingjiu suddenly smiled, but although his expression was relaxed, his eyes were still as cold as a pool, gloomy and cold.

He seems to be back to the same person he used to be.

Ji Li watched him sweep away the broken porcelain pieces on his body, his eyes suddenly froze, and when he spoke again, he was already a little more probing.

"You're hurt?"

Mo Xingjiu was confused at first, and then withdrew his hand indifferently: "No." A small gap loomed on the back of his hand, and it was indeed not an injury to Mo Xingjiu.

But he looked at Ji Li's smile that kept raising after asking, and his more and more relaxed and gentle attitude was faintly unhappy.

Was she so happy that he was hurt?

Ji Li suddenly reached out and pulled his hand to his side, not tabooing the existence of the secret guard in the garden at all, just gently rubbing Mo Xingjiu's wound with his fingertips, and when the tiny amount of blood stained her fingers, she finally laughed.

Found him.

Finally found him. It's really him, fortunately he didn't really kill him, otherwise who knows when he will be able to find the so-called truth.

She hadn't found out before, but today Mo Xingjiu was injured and bleeding, and she sensed the existence of this person.

Even though it was a slight feeling, she just knew she wasn't wrong.

I just don't know if I should hurt him first if I want to find someone later?

Mo Xingjiu looked at her and laughed for a while and pondered for a while, but he didn't withdraw his hand, but reminded after counting his breath: "It should have been touched by the porcelain piece, so it won't get in the way." ”

Letting you throw things around, fortunately there were no major injuries.

The delusion made Ji Li feel a little guilty, but he didn't know how satisfied Ji Li was with his arrogant behavior.

If it weren't for that, she didn't know when she would be able to determine Mo Xingjiu's identity.

Looking at it this way, Ji Li has a lot more patience with Mo Xingjiu, and when he looks at him, he is no longer unhappy when he was about to hit someone at the beginning.

"Yes, it is estimated that it will heal directly in a while, and there is no need to take medicine."

Ji Wu Dian Li couldn't hear the meaning of Mo Xingjiu's words at all.