When Mo Xiangli drove his horse to the gate of the Taiji Palace, he happened to hear the shouting inside: "The emperor died-"

Mo Xiangli was shocked physically and mentally, and the antidote in his hand fell to the ground instantly, Mo Xiangli bit her lip and shook her head, she couldn't accept such a situation.

The ministers knelt on the ground and cried, Mo Xiangli gritted his teeth, picked up the antidote on the ground, took three steps and made two steps, and ran up the steps.

"Let me in, I have an antidote-" Mo Xiangli had just run to the door of the dormitory, when Sima Huan's people stretched out their hands to stop him and shouted.

Sima Huan motioned to the guards with his eyes to stop her, Xiao Jingyu is not dead yet, in case he is really rescued, it will be over.

"The emperor died, and any idle people were not allowed to enter." Sima Huan snatched the antidote from Mo Xiangli's hand and stopped her from entering.

Mo Xiangli bit the guard's wrist, broke free, pulled out the long sword on the guard's waist, held a sword flower in his hand, and stabbed Sima Huan in the face with a sword.

Sima Huan didn't think that a woman from a mere Taoist family would be able to play with a sword, and his body avoided back in a thrilling way, and the antidote in his hand was accidentally recaptured by Mo Xiangli.

Mo Xiangli kicked the guards with his long feet, and used his sword again and again, the momentum was fierce, forcing the guards to retreat into the back dormitory.

"What's the commotion out there?" Gao Sheng heard the sound of swords clashing outside the house, and just as he came out, a guard was kicked into the dormitory, but fortunately he reacted quickly or he would have been smashed.

Mo Xiangli described the embarrassment of holding the ground with a sword, seeing him come out, his eyes lit up, and just as he wanted to speak, his chest was attacked by the guards' long swords, and he screamed miserably.

Gao Sheng hurriedly drew his sword to help, drove away those Sima Huan's people, helped the injured Mo Xiangli, and scolded loudly: "Bold, the emperor has just fallen asleep, dare to be disrespectful before going to bed, and bully the emperor's concubines, what should he be guilty of."

Sima Huan falsely apologized and said, "It's us who are wrong." Looking at Mo Xiangli's resentful face, the corners of his mouth secretly hooked up proudly, and with a wave of his hand, he left with his subordinates.

"Mei Meiren, are you okay?" Gao Sheng held Mo Xiangli weakly, watched her chest trickle of blood, and said worriedly.

"Quick, help me to the emperor." Mo Xiangli covered his stabbed chest and urged repeatedly.

Li Junye and Yan Zijin, who were lying in front of the dragon bed throbbing and crying, heard the sound of talking, turned their heads with teary eyes, and saw Mo Xiangli, with the support of Gao Shengdi, they staggered close to the dragon bed, and quickly gave up their position.

Mo Xiangli was delayed by Sima Huan for some time, and immediately rushed to the dragon bed, hurriedly opened the box, took out the antidote and bit it, crossed into his mouth, fell on his chest, and woke up affectionately in anticipation and said:

"Tanlang, Yan'er brought you the antidote, you must wake up."

When Li Junye and the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but shake their heads, if Mo Xiangli had come earlier, or if he had been saved, it would be even more difficult to ascend to the sky now.

Mo Xiangli waited for a minute or two, Xiao Jingyu's chest did not rise and fall at all, tears flowed down instantly, and he said sadly: "Since you refuse to wake up, I will sleep with you for a long time."

Mo Xiangli stood up suddenly, and when he was about to hit the wall and follow him, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, and he heard someone say urgently: "Don't die!"

Mo Xiangli looked at the person who opened his eyes, instantly burst into laughter, knelt in front of the bed in surprise, and said urgently: "Your Majesty, you are awake."

Li Junye and the others thought that the medicine stone was ineffective, but no one expected that Xiao Jingyu would miraculously come back to life.

"My soul hasn't left yet, I heard you crying and crying, saying that you were going to die, and I wasn't scared back." Xiao Jingyu smiled slightly and said jokingly.

In fact, Xiao Jingyujue didn't lose his breath just now, he just wanted to fake his death privately and try the true attitude of his cronies and others.

Gao Sheng hurriedly called the imperial physician into the hall, and the imperial physician regained his strong pulse, and happily celebrated:

"Your Majesty, the dragon's body is fine, you only need to regulate the five internal organs damaged by the poison, it seems that the gods of heaven heard the voice of the people of Muyun to save the earth, and it is Muyun's great luck to leave the emperor in the world."

"Great, great!" Li Junye and Yan Zijin clapped their hands happily and said.

"Your injuries, what's the matter?" Xiao Jingyu was shocked to see the blood-stained blood on Mo Xiangli's chest, and asked with concern.

"Sima Huan wanted to prevent me from going to bed to offer medicine to you, but fortunately, the emperor was blessed by the gods, and the emperor woke up, woo woo woo ......"

Mo Xiangli hugged the lost and regained lover, like a little girl, hid in his arms, and said aggrieved and afraid.

"Sima Huan, it's too much." Yan Zijin stomped his feet and scolded angrily.

"Sima Huan's wolf ambition is really terrifying, but fortunately, Mei Meiren's unswerving feelings for the emperor moved the heavens." Li Junye sighed beside him, sincerely envious of Xiao Jingyu for having such a good couple.

Xiao Jingyu smiled kindly when he heard this, and when he brushed away the sweaty hair that Mo Xiangli was sticking to his neck, his fingers paused, and the smile suddenly froze in the phoenix's eyes.

Mo Xiangli's white and slender neck had a piercing kiss mark.

Mo Xiangli had already opened his collar because of a series of fights, so from his angle, he happened to see the fresh love marks above his chest, how could a beautiful woman get the antidote?

Xiao Jingyu's heart sank suddenly, and he would rather die than know how good it was.

Mo Xiangli saw him, stared at his neck with a flurry of eyes, and suddenly remembered that there were still traces of love left by his brother on his head, so he covered his hair in a panic, and Liyan didn't dare to look at him directly.

The atmosphere between the two people froze for a while and dropped to the freezing point.

"Jun Ye, you go down first, I want to talk to Yan'er alone." Xiao Jingyu blinked an eye, took away the look on his face, hugged Mo Xiangli's waist, and said ambiguously.

Yan Zijin hurriedly pulled Li Junye out, and when he turned around, he didn't forget to squeeze his eyebrows at the emperor, and Xiao Jingyu smiled gently.

Gao Sheng took out the gold sore medicine from his arms very sensibly and left it to Xiao Jingyu, it seems that it is not unreasonable to be a eunuch to be in a high position.

Soon, there were only two people left in the dormitory, but the atmosphere was no longer as happy as before, with wordless heaviness.

Xiao Jingyu stretched out his hand again, wanting to pull down Mo Xiangli's clothes to check, but she dodged her.

Mo Xiangli burst into tears, fell to the ground, turned his head and said bitterly: "Tanlang, I'm sorry, your Yan'er was soiled, you like other people."

Xiao Jingyu clenched his fists and asked angrily, "Who is it?"

Mo Xiangli shook his head, crying and not speaking.

Xiao Jingyu hugged her exploitative shoulders and said with a smile: "Okay, Yan'er doesn't want to say it, I won't ask, it's my woman who is too weak and didn't protect me well."

Mo Xiangli was very moved by his understanding at this time, and lay in his arms to comfort him: "Tan Lang, I have the most powerful emperor I have ever seen, this time the enemy is too cunning."

"Why didn't Han Qing protect you?" Xiao Jingyu thought of Han Qing who fled with Mo Xiangli, and saw that his protection was not good, and his words were deeply harsh.

"Brother, he's ...... for me He...... Woo woo...... "Mo Xiangli heard him mention Han Qing, thinking of the fact that their brother and sister hurt each other, and the elder brother went to dedicate himself to seek medicine, his heart felt a suffocating pain.

"He, what's wrong?" Xiao Jingyu saw Mo Xiangli's heartbroken expression, his heart touched slightly, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Brother, in order to help get the antidote, he was also insulted by Fan Moya, Tan Lang, you must help us avenge!" Mo Xiangli gritted his teeth and put all the blame on Fan Moya.

"Damn!" Xiao Jingyu thought of Han Qing's gasping appearance under him by a man, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and Mo Xiangli screamed in fright.

Xiao Jingyu shook his hand, signaled that there was nothing to do, leaned on the head of the bed tiredly, and Mo Xiangli carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him.

Mo Xiangli blamed himself, and took advantage of this time to cry, what should he do if the emperor is excited and braided!

Xiao Jingyu thought of Fan Moya, Han Qing in his left hand, and inseparable in his right hand, the two beauties served together, and his heart was about to drip uncomfortably.

"Damn! I will send troops now to avenge you. Xiao Jingyu hugged Mo Xiangli and said through gritted teeth.

Three days later, Han Qing and the others, who were waiting on the spot, saw that it was not Mo Xiangli who came, but Mu Yun's soldiers and horses.

Fan Moya's people, seeing the black brigade of soldiers and horses chasing after them, scolded: "That girl, * will take revenge!"

Fan Moya glanced at it, became more and more silent and quiet, turned the horse's head and commanded: "Han Qing, your sister won't come, let's go."

Han Qing's eyes silently looked in the direction of Mu Yun, a tear fell down his face sadly, and he lowered his head and followed Fan Moya's men without saying a word.

Sister, I must hate him very much!

Han Qing felt that he had never been a good person, and he would definitely not be a good person in the future, so why should he sacrifice himself for free in exchange for the antidote.

Han Qing fell at the back of the team, thinking that every inch of his skin had been touched, his eyes became more and more hazy and gloomy, looking at Fan Moya's handsome back, and swore ruthlessly in his heart:

When I lift the ban, I will throw you into the boarsty and break your body into pieces.

Fan Moya's horse was a few steps behind and walked with Han Qing.

Han Qing immediately put away his vengeful face, and asked someone in the warm place to shout cold, ignoring it, and the ice cube face went all the way to the end.

At night, it happened to be an inn, and it happened that there was a shortage of rooms, and two people were needed to have a room, and Fan Moya was secretly happy to be able to sleep with Han Qing.

Who knows, Han Qing grabbed a key and dropped his words coldly: "I want one room for each person, don't rob any of you from me."

"You-" Fan Moya's guard at hand was extremely angry, what kind of capital does this Han Qing have, he is disrespectful to the noble "Black Lotus Holy Son", and he will grab the solitary room first.

At night, when Fan Moya was bathing, Han Qing kicked in the door and said menacingly, "What do you mean?"

Fan Moya stopped and leaned against the bucket, smiling and patiently listening to his explanation.

When Han Qing saw him, his broad chest, he awkwardly avoided his eyes, and said arrogantly: "The person who called you, don't make noise in front of my door."

"Well, does it still hurt in your place?" Fan Moya asked kindly, with his dignified face, which reminded Han Qing that he also had this dog virtue in bed, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: human-faced beasts.

"You have to take care of it!" Han Qing stinked and scolded unkindly, Fan Moya was still smiling when he was scolded, Han Qing was too lazy to stay here for a second longer, and turned around to leave.

Fan Moya stood up, and the water splashed like a broken pillar bead, dripping on the ground, flowing all over the ground.

As soon as Han Qing took two steps, his thin waist was suddenly hugged from behind, and Fan Moya's majestic body pressed him hard.

Fan Moya's already magnetic voice became more and more hoarse, and he said numbly in his ear: "The way you scold makes me itch......

"Pervert, let go of me!" Han Qing was trapped in his arms and beat his chest hard, because he was forbidden, his strength was like a coquette, which made Fan Moya's heart itch more and more.

Although Han Qing ate the forbidden gongsan, he was not a vegetarian, his eyes turned carefully, he changed his attention, and instead of breaking free, he threw himself into his arms, Fan Moya was pleasantly surprised.

I thought it was Jin Cheng, and Jin Shi was open.

Han Qing squeezed one leg into his knee, grinding the thing, and after the thing looked up, his thin lips hooked the ground, and he lifted his foot and bent his knee hard.

Fan Moya's huge body fell to the ground like a toppled giant tower, raising gray dust on the ground.

Han Qing looked at Fan Moya condescendingly, covering his almost abolished lifeline with a vegetable, stepped on his face, and scolded viciously:

"Humph! It's really a tiger who doesn't exert his power, thinking I'm a fun rabbit, and you should be castrated if you are a pervert who likes men, and send it to the small pavilion, and let people play it every day. ”

"Han Qing, take your feet away, I'm angry." Fan Moya frowned his thin black eyebrows, and he stepped on his face with his shoes, and Zhou Zheng's eyebrows showed displeasure.

"Why, perverts are still angry, huh?" Han Qing unkindly stepped on Fan Moya's face again, and the cane was bullying.

Fan Moya's eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he instantly burst out with a huge anger, grabbed Han Qing's ankle, knocked him to the ground, and pinched Han Qing's neck and said coldly: "You are not qualified to say that I am a pervert, apologize to me!"

"Nope! Don't! You strangled me, hahahahaha......" Han Qing stiffened his words, lying on the ground, laughing arrogantly and presumptuously.

Fan Moya's handsome face became darker and darker, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't want to use this trick on you, but you really make me angry, and I will also tell you to taste the taste of becoming a pervert!"

"Han Qing looked into my eyes, looked at my eyes......"

Fan Moya's magnetic and mysterious voice seemed to have a kind of magical power, grabbing Han Qing's willpower and throwing it into the swirl of silver pupils with deep eyes.