"Flower prayer!"

That day, Su propped himself up and prostrated towards Chu Jiu, his voice almost roaring, overflowing with worry.

He couldn't stand up, and his whole body weighed like a thousand pounds.

He held on to the dead tree on the side, the thick cocoon in the palm of his hand, and the trunk of the tree, creating friction, he used the last bit of strength to drive his body, crawling forward, and came to Chu Jiujiu's side.

His hands trembled and reached for her snort.

The next moment, his eyebrows stretched slightly, and the whole heart that was lifted up fell, and the whole person collapsed in place, smiling comfortably, which is a smile that can only be experienced after escaping death.

Fortunately, there is still breath.

Thankfully, they're all alive.

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River Moon City.

Smoke Willow Lane.

The early morning sun, gently sprinkled in the alley, the alley is very deep, surrounded by antique small courtyards, there are taverns, there are tea shops, there are green buildings, but you can't see people, it's deserted.

A group of people walked in the distance, most of them were officials in crimson official uniforms, and at a glance, they would be attracted by the man in the middle.

The man was dressed in an ink-colored robe, with a golden silk auspicious cloud pattern on the tight cuffs, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a black and red spike sword pinned to his waist, and a fine mutton fat white jade pendant pinned to the other side.

The black hair is tied up high with a golden crown, coupled with a handsome, angular face, the whole person looks noble, the temperament is unique, and the body exudes a daunting atmosphere.

Looking at the flattering officials on the side, you can see how noble his status is.

The next moment, the man looked at the yellow-robed young man on the side, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said faintly: "Mo Li." ”

Mo Li quickly understood what the master meant, and stretched out his hand to stop those officials: "The prince likes to be calm, please go back, adults." ”

What is the identity of the regent, those officials know it in their hearts, but they are just remnants of the previous dynasty.

Those officials were flattering on the surface, but in fact, they didn't mention how contemptuous they were for the emperor's rhetoric in front of them.

They thought they could fool the past, after all, this was ordered by His Majesty to rectify the refugees and eliminate the corrupt people, and they didn't want to make a fuss.

But the regent didn't listen to a word at all, and walked straight towards Yanliu Alley.

The evidence they left behind hasn't been cleared yet, so how can they let the regent in.

This fancy prince looks like he's really investigating.

Suddenly, a discordant voice in the crowd penetrated into the ears of Emperor Ci: "Who do you think you are, but with your own posture, the prince of the flower shelf who sat up, we originally respected you, but you don't know what to do!" ”

"That's it, I don't weigh how many catties and taels I have, when will a remnant of the previous dynasty be able to mix in the affairs of the current dynasty?"

"Your Majesty just treats you as a fun object, fiddling with it enough, no, for several days in a row, I have avoided you, and I want to say that you still want to seduce Your Majesty, it's really shameless!"

Seduce?!! Did Chu Jiujiu seduce her?

Is his reputation so wild in such a small place?

Emperor Ci frowned, and the air around the whole person was a little colder.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with this group of people, let alone do it himself, there were people from Yong'an Hou in it.

He didn't want to expose his martial arts yet.

A pair of bony hands clenched a little behind him.

In the next second, the officials who were talking energetically wailed.

Mo Li's body was extremely fast, his fists were to the flesh, and he couldn't wait to beat those officials who opened their mouths to death.

Master, how can this group of people scold!

Seeing the group of officials lying on the ground wailing in pain, some with broken legs, some with broken chests, and some with only lonely front teeth left to rely on each other, Mo Li still felt puzzled, and kicked everyone's back a few more times.

Only then did he clap his hands with satisfaction, clasp his hands to his chest, and follow God's steps.

"Master, did I behave well just now?"

"Okay."

"Someone will definitely report to Yong'an Hou."

Thinking of this, Mo Li's hand was put down, a little worried.

Heyue City was originally a gathering place for refugees, but many of them were killed by Changchuan as if he was crazy, leaving the Valley of the Dead.

The people who survived all gathered in this smoke willow lane.

But I walked down the alley for a long time, and I didn't see anyone.

Originally, this was a more lively place than the capital, but now it is extremely bleak.

"No problem."

The emperor's tone was calm, and he hoped that Chang Chuan would come now.

A real battle is what he has been looking forward to for a long time.

Since he wants to take Chu Jiujiu's life, he must first find a way to get rid of Chang Chuan.

Chu Jiujiu has indeed avoided himself intentionally or unintentionally in the past few days.

The current Chu Jiujiu has indeed changed too much, not only gave him back the sword, gave him the right, and promised him to let Liuyu go for his disobedience to Yong'an Hou, and even sometimes felt that she was ...... It's kind of cute.

Thinking of the pair of moist deer eyes looking at him with a natural and harmless look, the corners of Di Ci's mouth couldn't help but hook slightly.

Mo is confused!

What did he see?

The host smiled, it was a miracle!

Mo Li rubbed his eyes vigorously and poked his head out to look at him.

"Master, what do you think? Smiling so happily, it's the first time I've seen my master smile so much when I'm so old. ”

Mo Li told the truth that his father was a personal soldier under Emperor Ci's father, and he died in the Liangzhou War, and his mother died in childbirth, and he was only three years old at the time.

Emperor Ci was eight years old at the time, and he was already in his early days, and found him in a group of beggars in the City God Temple and led him back to his mansion.

Emperor Ci treats him like his own brother, and he is used to pampering and indulgence, so he has Mo Li's free and uninhibited temperament.

Now that the emperor is twenty years old, twelve years old, this is the first time he has smiled so comfortably.

"Mouthy." The emperor paused, quickly regained his cold appearance, and continued to walk forward.

How did you think of her?

Chu Jiujiu, there are still two days, if you can't fulfill your promise, I will kill you with my own hands.

"Official."

In the middle of the alley, at the entrance of a street, a little girl dressed in tatters carried a bag of herbs in her hand, about seven or eight years old, poked her head out, looked around vigilantly, blocked her mouth with her hand, and only dared to speak with a breath.

whispered several times: "Official." ”

Only then did the emperor come back to his senses and walk in the direction of the little girl.

"Are you here to help us?" The little girl followed him for a long time, and when she saw that he had beaten all the officials and did not look like a bad person, she ran to the middle of the alley to block him.

If it weren't for the fact that her mother was seriously ill today, she wouldn't even dare to go to the first half of the road, otherwise she would be beaten to death, she has seen many people who have been killed.

"Hmm." Emperor Ci nodded in a deep voice, squatted down, looked at the dirty little girl in front of him, and his cold eyes suddenly turned into a pool of spring water.

It seems, a proper daughter slave.

He reached out and touched her head, but the girl, like a frightened fawn, retreated.

Damn, why did you think of Chu Jiu again!

Emperor Ci scolded in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face at all, withdrew his hand, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, tell me what you know, and I will help you." ”

"I just saw that your subordinates easily knocked down those officials, you must be more powerful, can you ...... Can you take us out? The little girl raised her head suddenly, her eyes were bright and full of anticipation.

It's pitiful.

It's just that Di Ci's gaze fell on her trembling little hands, what kind of hands were they?

Dark and thin, scarred, like her people, skinny and as if the wind could blow away.

If the only thing on her body was intact, it was probably the pack of herbs.

Emperor Ci wanted to appease him, but was interrupted by a small sob.