Liu, in the end, is a kind-hearted woman. And Yan Ruoxi is a smart, general, and proportional woman, she likes both mother and daughter very much, but it's a pity that their lives are too thin.

Thinking of this, the concubine suddenly frowned again.

Intelligent, knowledgeable, and measured?

Inexplicably remembered Murong Jin in her mind, and the concubine's eyes suddenly flashed slightly.

It seems that all the qualities that Yan Ruoxi has, Murong Jin also has.

If you think about it, these two people can actually be described by the same word in addition to their appearance.

Could it be that there is any inseparable blood relationship between these two people?

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It's night, Yongming Palace.

The candlelight was projected on Sima Mo's sword-slashing face.

Syllable.

Suddenly closing the piece in his hand, Sima Mo was irritable. He really didn't want to read it, so he casually threw it on the table.

Gonggong Jiang was stunned, "Your Majesty? ”

Sima Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How is the Liu family today?" ”

"This?" Gonggong Jiang was cautious and said, "Your Majesty, today's imperial doctor administered an injection for the Liu family, but it was just a ......."

"Just how?"

"It's just that the effect is not good, and the Liu family still hasn't woken up."

Hearing this, Sima Mojian frowned slightly, raised his hand and rubbed the slightly swollen forehead.

Seeing this, Gonggong Jiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

His Majesty is so concerned about the Liu family, and there is actually only one reason, and that is because the Liu family is the biological mother of Empress Xiaoxian.

It seems that His Majesty still remembers the deceased Empress Xiaoxian!

"How did Mama Li handle the matter?" Suddenly thinking of her, Sima Mo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Mama Li's corpse has already been secretly disposed of."

Hearing this, Sima Mo nodded.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing that Sima Mo seemed to be a little tired between his eyebrows, Gonggong Jiang asked tentatively, "Do you want to go back to Yongming Hall to rest?" ”

Sima Mo's dark eyes swept outside the hall, thinking of Murong Jin, fortunately got up and returned to the Yongming Palace.

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When the moon is in the sky, the breeze blows through the window lattice.

On the Nanmu table, the candlelight was flickering, and at this time, Murong Jin, who was sitting on a hollow carved chair, was holding a novel, but a pair of black eyes were staring at the door from time to time.

When she noticed that there was no familiar figure outside the door, her dark eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of gloom.

The black eyes fell to the novel in her hand again, and for some reason, she couldn't read a word.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement of light and shadow outside the gate.

Murong Jin raised his eyes, and when he found the bright yellow figure outside the door, his black eyes suddenly lit up.

Outside the gate, Sima Mo raised his hand and waved away Gonggong Jiang and the eunuchs, and stepped into the Yongming Palace.

"Your Majesty." Murong Jin hurriedly put down the novel in his hand and stepped forward.

Seeing Murong Jin, no matter how tired Sima Mo was, all of them disappeared.

"It's late at night, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I ...... I'm not sleepy yet. ”

Hearing this, Sima Mo's dark eyes swept over the Nanmu table, and when he saw the novel spread out on the table, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Thinking that she hadn't fallen asleep until now because she was reading, Sima Mo raised his hand to pick her up, and when he walked towards the dragon couch, he said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Even if you are not sleepy, you should go to bed." ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin bit his lip, "Your Majesty..... Haven't you gone to bed yet? ”

In fact, she had been sleepy for a long time, but she had been waiting for Sima Mo.

Sima Mo was stunned for a moment, as if he heard the concern in her words, so a smile flashed in his dark eyes.

Putting her body on the dragon couch, he raised his finger and scratched her small nose, "Strong words, don't go to bed again, I will clean you up." ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin's face turned slightly red.

She naturally understood what he meant by tidying up.

Seeing her blushing, he hooked his lips, "Jin'er's face is still so thin, how should this be?" As the words fell, he couldn't help but peck at her soft lips.

At this moment, her face turned even redder, but her small mouth was still stubborn, "Where is it thin?" ”

"The face is so red, isn't it thin?"

"Your Majesty is mistaken."

"Oh?" Sima Mo raised his eyebrows, then smiled evilly, his thin lips leaned to her ear, and he sighed: "The face is not thin, then who lies under me every night and blushes with shame, and I don't know what to do, huh?" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin's face instantly turned red, "I'...... How do I know who it is? ”

Seeing her overwhelmed appearance, he chuckled.

She bit her lip, raised her eyes and glared at him, and then angrily wanted to raise her hand to push him away, but the black eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of his hand at this time, so she was surprised: "Your Majesty, why hasn't your hand been dealt with yet?" ”

Hearing this, Sima Mo remembered that his hand was injured, so he raised his eyebrows, "You don't have to deal with it." ”

"How can you not deal with it? Since your hand is injured, you should find a royal doctor to take a good look! ”

Sima Mo raised his finger and pinched her face, hooking his lips, "Don't worry, it's just a small injury." ”

"How can Your Majesty despise your body so much?" Murong Jin was vaguely dissatisfied, "Even if it's a small injury, you shouldn't ignore it!" ”

Obviously, before leaving the Yongming Palace today, he promised her that he would definitely find an imperial doctor to deal with the wounds on his hands, but now the wounds on his hands are still untreated.

Hearing this, Sima Mo sighed secretly, "Okay, I listen to Jin'er's words and find the imperial doctor to take a look, huh?" ”

In fact, today's troubles have made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he really has no time to take care of such minor injuries.

Murong Jin raised his eyebrows, a little unconvinced, "You don't have any jokes?"

Sima Mo smiled, "Okay, you don't have any jokes." Raising his finger and scratching her small nose, "Satisfied?" ”

"Let's see if Your Majesty can do it."

Sima Mo raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes stained with a touch of pampering, "I can naturally do it, the hour is almost up, it's time to go to bed." ”

Hit the sack?

"Your Majesty doesn't want to see the imperial doctor?"

"It's too late, I'll announce the imperial doctor tomorrow."

Hearing this, Murong Jin was dissatisfied, "Your Majesty will cheat!" As the words fell, she lay down and turned her back to him.

He raised an eyebrow and leaned over, "Angry?" ”

"What's the matter, didn't Your Majesty say it, the hour is almost there, it's time to go to bed."

The tone is sour, not angry, what is that?

A smile darkened his eyes, and he raised his hand to pinch her face, "I'll order someone to go to the Imperial Doctor now, huh?" ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin raised his eyes, still a little unconvinced, "Now? ”

"Right now!" After the words fell, he immediately ordered the little eunuch who was keeping vigil outside the palace to announce the imperial doctor.

The little eunuch outside the hall got the order, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurried to the imperial doctor.

On the dragon couch in the hall, Sima Mo hooked his lips, "Satisfied?" ”

Murong Jin bit his lip, "Your Majesty is the son of the Golden Heaven, you should pay attention to your body, even if it is a small injury, you should not take it lightly." ”

Sima Mo's eyebrows were still full of smiles, "Jin'er taught you a lesson." As the words fell, he pecked her little mouth.

Her anger tonight actually represents her concern for him. In this regard, the only trace of annoyance in his heart has also disappeared.