Seize My Boyfriend - B27 (27)
Seeing Hua Xing crying hoarsely, those who didn’t know thought that his man had passed away.
Mo Zhiyang couldn’t help but hold his forehead: Who is comforting whom?
Seeing the crying protagonist Shou, Mo Zhiyang really wanted to hand him a bottle of wine and tell him: It was my man who died, and my man is not dead either.
“Alas.” Mo Zhiyang pretended to sigh deeply, and that was all Mo Zhiyang could do.
He was crying when Mo Zhiyang was eating, he was crying when he was drinking water, and he was still crying when he was about to go to bed. He was so damn annoying.
If it doesn’t work, call the police.
No wonder the old pervert would leave all this behind and run away. If he ran away too, the protagonist would be really annoying.
“Don’t cry.” Mo Zhiyang held his forehead and asked whether he wanted you to comfort me or me to comfort you.
It was probably because I was tired of crying and my tears had dried up.
Hua Xing stood up on his own, walked to the bed and grabbed Xiao Bailian’s hand, “Your Majesty, don’t worry, Wen Xi will definitely protect us. Even if the Prime Minister is not pregnant, I will not let Wen Xi do anything to Your Majesty. ”
How did you know that Wen Xi was going to attack me?” This little fool didn’t seem stupid. Mo Zhiyang didn’t expect that he could actually see it.
Glancing quietly at the door, Hua Xing knelt down and lowered his voice, “I heard them talking about what they wanted to do to coerce the emperor to order the princes. My father once told me that Prime Minister Huai is not a good person and he wants to kill your majesty.” Other Hua Xing was at that time
. He didn’t pay attention and disliked his father’s nagging and bad words about the Prime Minister, so he ran away with the excuse of going to catch butterflies with his sister.
“Sure enough, my life is miserable.” As she spoke, Xiao Bailian wiped her tears again, “This world is really full of malice towards me.” “Your Majesty, don’t be sad. I won’t hurt you
if you learn from me. You, I promise!”
Seeing the sincerity on his face, Mo Zhiyang was moved in his heart, but no one told him: Doesn’t the emperor usually die when he threatens the emperor to order the princes?
But people are also kind-hearted, moved and accepted.
“Your Majesty, now that Prime Minister Huai is dead, do you still hate him?” ”
Your Majesty, Xing’er is a little strange. Why is Dr. Ye so skilled in medicine? He helped to cure Xing’er’s dislocated arm last time. Why did he treat Prime Minister Huai? Not good?”
“Your Majesty, Xing’er wants to cry again when he thinks about the Prime Minister’s pregnancy.” ”
I want to cry too.” Mo Zhiyang didn’t expect Hua Xing to be so good at beeping. He had been talking to himself for a whole hour by himself. .
He didn’t stop talking the whole time, didn’t even drink a sip of water, and kept talking nonsense. I finally understood why Lao Sepi found him annoying.
What should I say about Hua Xing? He has a good heart, but he is talkative and stupid. People who dote on him find him cute, and people who don’t dote on him find him annoying.
“Hua Xing, do you want a drink of water?” Mo Zhiyang sat cross-legged on the dragon bed and looked at Hua Xing’s little mouth. “I’ll let Xiao Yu pour you a cup of tea.” “No, I’m not thirsty!” Hua
Xing He waved his hands and continued to mutter.
He didn’t sleep, so Mo Zhiyang only dozed off and talked with him, and made one or two cheers from time to time.
Until late at night, Mo Zhiyang really couldn’t stand it anymore, “What about Hua Xing? I have to go to court early tomorrow. How about we rest first and talk later.” “Yeah, I was so excited to see
His Majesty that I forgot about it for a moment. Time, Your Majesty, please rest quickly. We have to go to court early tomorrow.”
“Yes.”
The two of them slept on the same bed, Mo Zhiyang slept outside and he slept inside.
“Your Majesty, when do you usually get up for morning court?”
“Your Majesty, will it be very early?”
Mo Zhiyang turned his back to him and sighed, forget it and forget about sleeping.
Hua Xing called twice but got no response, “She must have fallen asleep.” Without thinking much, he turned over and continued to sleep.
When Mo Zhiyang got up the next day, he found that Hua Xing was sleeping on the ground covered with a quilt. It was a bit strange, “What’s going on?” “I don’t know,
I went to sleep last night.”
The system would not sleep if it was in sleep mode . After receiving the external situation, “Maybe he fell asleep and rolled down on his own? After all, it is possible.” ”
He was sleeping inside, and he wanted to roll outside without me noticing, and then he rolled under the bed. There is only one possibility.” Mo Zhiyang spread his hands and said, “The old pervert threw him away. With his shitty temper, he won’t let anyone sleep on the same bed as me, maybe even a cat.” Xiao Bailian doesn’t understand Hua Xing’s feelings
. Sleeping phase, don’t you know about Lao Se Pi?
“You’re right!” The system was convinced.
“Your Majesty, it’s time to go to court.” Xiao Yu opened the door and came in, and saw the young son of Minister Hua lying on the ground sleeping, “This is it?” “It’s
okay, just ask someone to move him to the bed.”
Mo Zhiyang was too lazy to say more. , I have to go to court today, I slept too late last night, and I kept listening to his chatter, which made me sleep deprived and have a headache now.
“Yes.”
Fan Ruyuan, who had lived in the palace for a long time and suffered a comminuted fracture of his knee, could only sit on a chair and read the letter sent by King Qi, gritting his teeth, “Now that my leg is disabled, he also treats me as an abandoned person.” Son, that’s ridiculous.”
“There’s no use in abandoning a son.”
Only now did Fan Ruyuan realize that the entire Changju Hall was empty. Even the servants didn’t know when they disappeared, and there was that sudden voice.
In the empty hall, a man walked in, with a smile on his lips, mocking Fan Ruyuan for overestimating his abilities.
“You just want to steal His Majesty from me? It’s ridiculous.”
“Aren’t you dead?” Fan Ruyuan was a little shocked when he saw him. The letter just sent from King Qi said that Huai Qiubai was dead, and he was just keeping the mourning secret.
Who is this? No, he lied to King Qi.
“Death?” Huai Qiubai walked up to him and shook his head with his hands behind his back. “It stands to reason that I have died many times. I know best what a dead person should look like.” In fact,
Huai Qiubai is not Huai Qiubai, no, It’s not just Huai Qiubai.
Two hundred years ago, Huai Qiubai acquired a kind of witchcraft. He could select a newborn baby that had died in infancy. If the zodiac signs of birth were matched, he could inject his consciousness into the baby.
According to Taoism, that is seizing the body.
When the subjugated princess burst into the valley with a pregnant belly, saying that she was about to give birth, Huai Qiubai was already very old at that time, Ye Sixin was only five years old, and Wen Xi was eight years old.
As soon as the princess came, she begged him to save the child. She was about to give birth. Huai Qiubai didn’t care much about it. She just regarded it as saving a destined person. Although she was not good at gynecology, there was no problem in taking care of the baby.
So he helped her give birth to the child successfully, but it was a pity that the child was frightened in the belly and the mother’s body was congenitally deficient, so she cried and died as soon as she was born.
When the subjugated princess learned about it, she went crazy and even wanted to kill herself with a dagger while Huai Qiubai and Ye Sixin were discussing her treatment.
He had never seen someone repaying kindness with revenge. Huai Qiubai endured the pain and when he learned that the baby’s horoscope was just right, he activated the magic to transfer the soul to the child.
In this way, Ye Sixin and Wen Xi embarked on the road of raising a child.
The subjugated princess died due to postpartum weakness and shortness of breath.
After Huai Qiubai grew up, he entered the official career under this cover, not for the sake of bullshit restoration of the country. Your restoration of the country has nothing to do with me.
It’s just that I have been isolated from the world for a long time. I came out to play. It was fun to look at the powers on the dragon throne, so I took it over and played with it. I didn’t have any special ideas, it was just for fun.
For more than two hundred years, Huai Qiubai has experienced all the happiness he can experience. Immortality may not be a good thing.
Being the prime minister, manipulating the emperor, and being powerful were all just fun, but one day these fun disappeared, and it was all the fault of the little emperor.
He has lost his memory, and he pretends to be pitiful and focused on you. He is well-behaved and sensible. He will laugh at you, cry for you, and feel sad for you.
He will risk his life to protect you, but all this is just because you are his master, and he will do this to anyone else.
Love is unique, but worship is not.
The little emperor only worships me, he doesn’t love me.
On that day, Huai Qiubai understood this and the selfishness and cold-bloodedness of the little emperor. He threw the bait fish and bit the hook, caught the fish, then disembowelled it and fried it.
Huai Qiubai was the fish in his hand. He caught her with love as bait, but found out that he wanted to take advantage of her.
“Since Prime Minister Huai is not dead, why don’t you go to the main hall to watch the excitement?” Fan Ruyuan wanted him to go and see how the little emperor was being forced. Didn’t he like the little emperor?
See how he was forced to death by King Qi.
“I will go.” Huai Qiubai walked up to him, bent down and looked at his legs covered by the blanket, “I gave you these legs to cripple. That day King Qi gave you a bag of five-stone powder. It’s intended for the little emperor, right?”
It’s a pity that the little emperor never stayed at his place, so he didn’t have a chance.
“It’s you!”
Fan Ruyuan wanted to understand why his legs suddenly went weak at that time, and why he was injured so badly even though he hit the threshold. It was all his fault, “Why!”
“I have reminded you, if you go to the little emperor again, I will definitely not show mercy, and I am good at medicine. King Qi didn’t tell you that the orchid fragrance on your body is a chronic poison. In autumn, the osmanthus and sweet-scented osmanthus bloom in the palace. When the incense blends together, it can confuse people’s minds and cause them to die in their dreams ten days later without leaving any trace. King Qi never wanted you to leave the palace alive.” Seeing
his shocked expression, Huai Qiubai just said “Idiot” , “The human heart is the most untrustworthy.”
“How do you know!” This incense was given to him by King Qi before entering the palace. It was said to be an aphrodisiac and addictive incense that could make the little emperor strong on the outside but strong on the inside.
Why has it become a thing that takes your own life?
“Of course I know the truth.” Huai Qiubai straightened up, “Because I gave this incense to King Qi.” That was
about the same. Huai Qiubai looked at the time. It was time for a commotion in the main hall. This man There is no need to live.
“Marshal Wen, what does this mean?”
“Is this what I am asking the King of Qi? Is this to force the palace or to ask His Majesty to abdicate?”
At this time, the court was divided into two groups, one group was based on The generals headed by Wen Xi, and the other group of civil servants headed by the King of Qi, had a quarrel with each other.
The noise made Mo Zhiyang want to eat spicy soup. If the noise continued like this, he didn’t know when he would be able to have breakfast.
“Your Majesty, Marshal Wen is threatening Your Majesty!”
