Chapter 67: Someone from the Palace

"Now?" He laughed, and he couldn't tell what it meant: "Maybe in January, maybe in the next second, it's a corpse." ”

He covered the corners of his lips, his gaze swept over Mo Shiqing, and his eyes were complicated.

This sentence is indeed not wrong, the method of using mana to hang his life is not very safe, the medicine man's physique is too complicated, and he may die at any time now, but if it were not for those mana hanging, Mo Shiqing probably wouldn't have survived today.

These words have been withheld in the end.

For the shocking feeling that Mo Shiqing occasionally gave him, he has regretted it to this day.

If he hadn't been a medicine man, how amazing would Mo Shiqing's man be?

Mo Shiqing's expression didn't have much turmoil, but Gu Xiaobai's face turned white all of a sudden, and the little paw subconsciously caught the corner of Mo Shiqing's clothes, causing the other party to chuckle.

Mo Shiqing pinched Gu Xiaobai's ears and said softly: "I'm fine, it's all stolen these days." ”

Even if it was only for such a short time, he was still grateful to have met Gu Xiaobai during this time, this was the only happy day he had in so long.

He curled the corners of his lips, a smile on his face that flickered away, and he didn't say anything more.

Gu Xiaobai was stunned, and in an instant he understood the meaning of his words, his mouth was deflated, his ears drooped, and even his expression was a little sluggish.

She called his name very quietly: "Mo Shiqing." ”

Mo Shiqing bowed his head, and even his voice was gentle: "I'm here." ”

Gu Xiaobai stopped talking, but just leaned his head closer to Mo Shiqing's chest, smelled the cold fragrance on his body, and closed his eyes slightly.

As the days passed, the face of the period became heavier day by day, Rao is Gu Xiaobai followed with a solemn face, and even the little wood with the biggest nerves became cautious when he noticed the increasingly serious atmosphere in the mansion.

Mo Shiqing didn't care about these things anymore, and he had no intention of caring about them.

Gu Xiaobai crouched on the table, looking at Mo Shiqing's increasingly heavy clothes, and a deep sadness crossed his eyes.

Shen Ying knocked on the door, stood outside the door and said respectfully: "Lord, someone has come to the palace." ”

Mo Shiqing's gesture of holding the pen paused, and Gu Xiaobai also raised his head, basically guessing in his heart what they were here for, his brows immediately frowned, and his eyes were not good.

Gu Xiaobai's voice was crisp, and he subconsciously moved his claws: "Is it because of Lin Ya?" ”

"Probably."

Mo Shiqing put down the pen, got up and hugged Gu Xiaobai in his arms, the steep increase in weight made his face even paler.

Gu Xiaobai was also worried about his current body, and he was about to jump off when he struggled, Mo Shiqing coughed lightly and said lightly: "Don't move." ”

Gu Xiaobai moved his ears, and he was immediately honest.

Shen Ying had been waiting outside the door, and when he saw them subconsciously turn sideways to get out of the way, when he closed the door, he saw the painting that Mo Shiqing had just put aside, and his eyes darkened.

Although it was only the outline, he could see it clearly.

It was Gu Xiaobai who drew it.

On the way, he briefly described the matter: "The prince is waiting in the main hall now, and he also brought the emperor's message, and the courtyard was also called to the palace early in the morning, and he went back to the house with the prince." ”

Mo Shiqing's expression was always unfazed, and he listened lightly.

The content of the edict is very easy to understand, as for the recall of the courtyard to the palace, it is probably nothing more than to use this to prove that Lin Guifei is indeed sick.

Shen Ying's voice settled, and the main hall was already close in front of him.