Dawn is very brief for many people, but not for Wen Moshu.

For many, many years, he had not slept a peaceful night, even if he didn't have any worries in his heart, he couldn't sleep for long because of the pain in his internal organs and the cold all over his body, and often before dawn, he had already opened his eyes and worked hard.

Even the birds and ants had not woken up to the dawn, and Wen Moshu's gloomy eyes stared at a certain place in the void, but his thoughts were extremely clear, but almost none of those thoughts were good.

What's the point of living like this?

What is the point of fighting for power and power, fighting openly and secretly with the most distressed brother?

Even if he reigns over the world and gives the people a peaceful and happy home, what is the point of all this after his death?

The only thing that made him feel so happy to be alive was now gone; The only person who made him feel the meaning of life was about to cease to exist.

The door slammed softly, and a few wisps of fresh air penetrated into the narrow gap, pouring into the lungs, making the weak Wen Mo Shu much more comfortable. The subordinates of the Tianque Palace are very well-behaved, and there is only one person who dares to enter Wen Moshu's room without knocking on the door, yes, and Wen Moshu doesn't need to look to know who is coming.

"Chu Ci, what about worry? Gone? ”

"Yesterday, when I saw His Highness asleep, I persuaded the girl to go back first." Hearing Wen Moshu's hoarse voice, Chu Ci poured a glass of water and handed it over, choosing to ignore Wen Moshu's numb expression. After a while, Chu Ci put a thin book on the bedside: "This is the list of people in His Highness, and the cinnabar marked red is a credible person, and His Highness can tell him if there is anything; His Royal Highness, the person who was marked on the side, tried not to touch it, and his identity was more or less suspicious. ”

I don't know if it's dissatisfaction or physical discomfort, Wen Moshu frowned lightly: "What?" You're going out? ”

"Well, go get the medicine, it will probably take more than a month to return."

"Usually you only need to go for ten days to come back, why is it so long this time? And you just went to pick up the ...... last month."

In the meager morning light, Chu Ci smiled quietly: "With a different doctor, the medicine is also a little different, so it will take more time to deal with it." I will leave Chunqiu in the palace, he is stupid, His Royal Highness is not surprised, and he doesn't need to use his brain, just instruct him to do it. ”

Chu Ci usually laughs, the kind of smile with a little sly and unfathomable, but Wen Moshu has never seen such an expression, if it weren't for the uncomfortable body and no mood, he really wanted to ask Chu Ci if he had taken the wrong medicine today.

Or is it mercy for the dying?

Wen Moshu was very tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and after saying a few words, he felt dizzy again, and slowly fell asleep under Chu Ci's gaze.

Exiting the bedroom, Chu Cizheng encountered Spring and Autumn and came over sullenly: "Master, can't I go with you?" You all say it's dangerous, let me stay here......"

"It's just to send Miss Yan over there, my identity is not a demon mountain at all, and there will be no danger." Chu Ci patted Chunqiu on the shoulder, and a delicate iron piccolo was thrown into Chunqiu's arms, "Protecting Your Highness is more important than anything, so I left it to you, only you in the palace can reassure me." This journey is long and takes a long time, if there is any situation, you will let Xuehuaer send a message, remember to feed it jerky and soaked soybeans, you must not feed the food in the palace, it will eat bad stomach. ”

Although Chunqiu was reluctant, he nodded vigorously, and patiently waited for Chu Ci to finish explaining before he asked in confusion: "Master, what should I do with the eldest son?" Grandpa Nan won't let me follow, and I haven't received any news recently, will something happen? ”

"Nan Rin is cautious and has rich experience, ordinary people can't help him, and the eldest brother is very safe with his protection." Even so, comforting Chunqiu, a trace of worry still crossed Chu Ci's eyes without a trace.

Yan Beixuan and Nan Rin should have already left Dayuan, but the news from Fox Hill said that the two had not returned to the country, not only was Fox Hill Country anxious, but Chu Ci was also surprised.

"Master ......" Chunqiu wanted to speak and stopped, scratched his head awkwardly, and smirked honestly, "Hehe, what the eldest prince said is not wrong at all, brotherhood is deep, you are actually still thinking about him." ”

Chu Ci's eyebrows were high, his jade fingers moved slightly, and the flute spun in a circle.

"Xuehua's food will be saved from your food."

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When Yan Liwu and Wen Moqing arrived at the gate of the palace, Chu Ci had already prepared the carriage and sat and waited, and when he saw that the two of them were full of energy and ruddy faces, he was a little disappointed.

"Lord Shizi, Chu can only help you get here, don't blame me if you can't grasp it."

"Serious matters matter, we can't delay today's trip." Wen Moqing replied in a vague manner, and glanced at Yan Liwu intentionally or unintentionally, who pretended not to see it and boarded the carriage himself.

How could you not understand such an obvious intention? Whether Chu Ci is to promote her and Wen Moqing to cut off Wen Moqing's hope, or whether Chu Ci really wants to help Wen Moqing, in short, arranging for men and women without a marriage relationship to live in the same house is definitely not something that a serious person can do. Fortunately, Wen Moqing has always behaved very self-respecting, and last night was no exception.

At the time of separation, Rory was not a warm and inky character, and after a few simple conversations with Yan Liwu, he said goodbye indifferently, but the spring and autumn cheeks were reluctant to give up, and he was ridiculed by Chu Ci.

The carriage drove away from the palace, and the long figure of Wen Moqing in his sight gradually became smaller until he disappeared completely.

"The prince so simply agreed to Miss Yan to go to the Demon Mountain, which made Chu very surprised and admired." Chu Ci sat lazily, his long fox-like narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"He understands what the overall situation is, and he is also very concerned about His Highness's illness, if it weren't for the restriction of his identity, he would probably have gone to Mo Nan to get medicine for His Highness."

Yan Li's mood seemed to be a little low, Chu Ci groaned for a while, the flute was pressed against his lips and played a few times, and then lowered his eyes: "Now the person who inherits the mantle of the evil doctor Zhou Budu on the Demon Mountain calls himself the old monster of the Demon Mountain, and no one has ever seen his true face, and the understanding of the Demon Mountain in the rivers and lakes is limited to this. A few years ago, I took the Spring and Autumn Festival to Monan to ask for medicine, but I was told by the old monster that people of different races are not allowed to enter the mountain and do not give medicine. ”

"Also?" Yan Liwu thought for a moment, half-believing and frowned, "You mean to say that Mo Qing and the others didn't know that the people on the Demon Mountain had resistance to the Junzi Building, and they also learned about it after they went there?" So the ...... who first went to Demon Mountain Is it Moqing, or is it someone else? ”

"Miss Yan thinks that the prince will go to the Demon Mountain to ask for medicine for His Royal Highness?" Chu Ci didn't answer the rhetorical question, and his gloomy eyes were fixed on Yan Li's worries.

I really don't know how to answer this question.

Wen Moqing intends to assist Wen Moshu in ascending to the top, which is a secret that few people know except for words. As Wen Moqing worried, once someone found out that the prince of Dingyuan, who had such a huge force as Junzilou standing behind him, wanted to support which prince to compete for the throne, the benefits would definitely outweigh the disadvantages for this prince. Wen Moshu, who was riddled with illness, had already borne too much suppression and vigilance from Emperor Wen Jingyuan, and at this time, Wen Moqing's intentions must not be known, otherwise it would harm Wen Moshu.

Yan Liwu understands the importance of the relationship, and has always been tight-lipped about outsiders, but Chu Ci is a little special, he is Wen Moshu's chief strategist, and he is a confidant who is closer to Wen Moshu than Wen Moqing and can bring greater help, Wen Moqing wants to help Wen Moshu, should he tell Chu Ci?

If you give an affirmative answer to Chu Ci's question, it is tantamount to admitting that you know Wen Moqing's support for Wen Moshu, is it a good thing or a bad thing?

If he shook his head and said no, would it make Chu Ci misunderstand and think that Wen Moqing was not a united front with them, so he would resist and beware in every possible way?

Yan Li's complicated expression changed, Chu Ci stared at her for a long time, and suddenly picked up the flute and played a song quietly, and when the tail note fell, his eyes looked out of the window lightly: "Did Miss Yan ask Shizi, why did he go against the rules of the Junzilou and get involved in a power struggle?" ”

"I asked, but he didn't elaborate." Yan Liwu replied honestly.

"Boss Jun and the prince are out of the same family, and in order to assist the four princes, they have to expel themselves from the division, but the prince who is also caught in the whirlpool of government and politics can continue to settle in the Junzi Building, what is the difference?" Chu Ci seemed to be asking about his worries, and he seemed to be talking to himself, and the flute in his hand was slowly and carelessly playing.

Yan turned his head away from worry and looked through the narrow gap at the scenery of the rapid retreat outside the car.

The obvious evasion did not make Chu Ci stop asking, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal, and his speech accelerated more and more: "The prince and the king of Dingyuan are both important figures who have contributed to the emperor's succession, and it stands to reason that they should be the emperor's henchmen, but now the prince has frequent contact with the four princes, but there is a sense of alienating the emperor; The relationship between the prince and the emperor is not as close as it was at the beginning, but unlike the prince, the contact between the prince and the fourth prince is pitiful, and the relationship with His Royal Highness is closer than before. Of course, this can be seen as the result of Miss Yan being sandwiched between the two, but I always feel that there is another reason, at least the prince has made me more and more suspicious of the concession and secret help in many things, is there someone else in the world who wants to support, hoping that someone can replace the already disappointed emperor? And this person, could it be His Highness? ”

If Chu Ci was skeptical just now, then now, it is basically a forced question for Yan Li.

Wen Moqing once said that Chu Ci was very difficult to deal with, and she didn't notice it at that time, but now she finally understood why Wen Moqing had this point of view - Chu Ci's insight was terrifyingly strong.

It seems that the road to Mo Nan Demon Mountain will not be too comfortable.

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On the third day after the carriage carrying the hope of Wen Mo's life, a new group of guests was welcomed to a remote village that was inaccessible, with the same brocade clothes and temperament, but the difference was that they drove horses instead of cars.

"They only left yesterday, and I guess one day they will catch up." Wen Moqing washed his face with the well water, and the cold feeling washed away a little tiredness. got up and stretched his muscles, and then looked at the man sitting with a cold face on the pile of wood on the side, and threw Wen Moqing over: "Let you bring some subordinates from the Chaotic Snow Pavilion over, what about the people?" ”

Lou Qianhan turned his head to dodge the flying water droplets, and his face was still cold and ruthless for ten thousand years: "The nearest is on a mission, and after completion, I will directly meet near the Demon Mountain - I can transfer people, but don't expect them to help, it's your business to protect whom, don't lend my people to sell your life." ”

"You don't need them to fight hard, just stand there and scare people. If I can return safely without incident, I will pay the head according to the rules of the Ranxue Pavilion; If something really happens to Liwu, you and your subordinates just need to wait at the foot of the demon mountain to collect the corpse. ”

The fists were clenched, the finger bones made a crisp sound, Wen Moqing lowered his head slightly, and the well water in the bucket reflected Leng Yi's face.

"Either collect the corpses for me and Liwu, or watch me kill all those crazy people who are pretending to be mysterious, and let them bury them for Liwu."