I have to say that the speed of the Royal Forest Army is still very fast, and after a while, Ji Ran has been rescued.

Feng Wu rushed to Ji Ran with a nervous look, and covered Ji Ran with the coat that he had prepared long ago.

Syllable!

With a slap in the face, Feng Wu's face suddenly became red and swollen.

Ji Ran tightly covered the coat on his chest, and got into the carriage without stopping a single step under the protection of the Imperial Forest Army.

Looking at the carriage that had left the dust, Feng Wu covered her face and sneered.

"Ji Ran, you will get retribution!"

Although this incident was known all over the city, no one dared to discuss it, after all, the identity of the flower thief was too special.

"Xue'er, are you just letting him go?" Ji Mo clenched the cup tightly in confusion, he didn't expect Ji Ran to have that kind of mind to Xue'er, if it wasn't for Xue'er's precautions in advance, he didn't know what crazy thing he would do.

Gently let go of Ji Mo's hand holding the cup, and she slowly held it in her palm.

"Ji Ran wants to inherit the position of the Divine Monarch wholeheartedly, and will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, but after today's incident, both the ministers of the DPRK and the people will re-evaluate, whether he can sit on the throne of the Divine Monarch in the future, it is unknown." Cher smiled lightly, with a hint of indifference in her smile.

"But he wants to do it, I can't forgive him!" Ji Mo said fiercely, even in front of Xue'er's clear eyes, he still couldn't hide the anger in his heart.

"Treat his kind of person, why do you have to do it yourself, since he wants to enter my room, he should think about the consequences, there is nothing more painful than him losing the hearts of the people, okay, this matter has passed, and now Ji Ran must be thinking about how to save his face, so that we can concentrate on giving needles to the Divine Monarch." She got up and lightly left a kiss on Ji Mo's cheek, and Ji Mo's face improved slightly.

"How many more stitches do you need?" He wished that Shenjun could wake up sooner, so that he would no longer be bothered by those messy trivialities between the court and China, and he would be able to be by Xue'er's side more.

"If nothing else, the Divine Monarch will wake up today." Gently patted Ji Mo's shoulder, Xue'er still turned into a subordinate, and the two of them came together.

Maybe it's because Ji Ran's matter hasn't settled down yet, and no one stopped them when they entered the palace this time.

All the way to Shenjun's dormitory, as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Shenjun leaning weakly on the head of the bed, and the eunuch beside him was feeding porridge in small bites.

"Father, are you awake?" Ji Mo hurriedly stepped forward with relief, and Xue'er also put her finger on Shenjun's arm to examine it carefully.

Shenjun swallowed a mouthful of porridge, looked at the two with sad eyes, waved his hand, and retired the eunuch.

"If I don't wake up again, I'm afraid something big will happen to the Protoss." As soon as Shenjun said a word, Ji Mo's eyes had already flashed with light.

"Please forgive your sins." Ji Mo had already leaned over and knelt down, but before his knees touched the ground, his body had already been lifted up by a spiritual force.

"Get up, this matter has been hard, Ji Ran, this kid is too much, I hope he can learn a lesson this time." Shenjun sighed, turned his gaze to Xue'er and said, "It's just that this kid is suffering." ”

Xue'er shook her head, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, let go of Shenjun's hand, and she said softly: "Shenjun's body is no longer in serious trouble, and it will definitely recover after a period of rest, but Xue'er is curious why your body is not good no matter how you adjust it?" ”