After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"Bingtuozi, the imperial edict is missing. Did you see it in the room?"

When Li Mo brought breakfast to the yard, Ying Bing was looking carefully at the washed pants not far away.

As soon as I heard his voice, the tips of my ears inexplicably turned the color of pink snow.

She lowered her eyes and shook her head:

"No."

"That's strange, where did it go?"

Li Mo looked at her seriously, suspecting that the bad ice cube was hidden, but he had no evidence.

"What's the big deal? You can just write another one yourself when the time comes. Write it however you want." Shang Qinqing said casually.

Qin Yuzhi also waved his hands and said as a matter of course:

"Jingtai is too careless. He didn't even write the date. Don't worry, I know auspicious dates well. You can just carve the jade seal out of a piece of carrot."

“Will this work…?”

Li Mo took out a piece of snow ginseng and a sickle.

"What's the big deal? The order has already been issued. It's just a matter of completing the formalities."

Shang Qinqing didn't care what it meant to forge an imperial edict.

In order to see the wedding night turn into a river of blood, and even to see some lives lost, she is like a member of the evil cult.

As the ancestor of the Demon Sect, Qin Yuzhi also thought it was no problem: "Come, come, I will help you write it. You prepare the jade seal. I prepared the bright yellow cloth early in the morning."

She did it right away. She took out a piece of yellow satin cloth from somewhere and started writing.

"That's more true."

When Xiao Li touched the foot, he felt something was wrong.

By the time he reacted, the carved Snow Ginseng had already covered the "imperial edict".

"Hmm?" Shang Qinqing blinked: "Is this the right one, Yuzhi?"

"That's absolutely right, even more right than Jingtai's." Qin Yuzhi nodded in appreciation.

Ying Bing looked up, her face startled:

"Mandated by Heaven, may you live long and prosper..."

Li Mo: “???”

He's had a lot of thoughts in his head lately.

I felt something was wrong a long time ago, and now it's even more wrong.

"Why would I write this? This isn't my idea. What happened to me?"

Li Mo leaned back slightly. Is this right?

Forget about the yellow robe, now the imperial seal has been obtained, how can this be right?

"Something is wrong. I think it was too natural for you to ascend the throne in the Tianhuang Territory. No wonder you always say that you win people over with virtue..."

Shang Qinqing pretended to be in deep thought, put his hand on his chin and said seriously:

"German clothing is indeed silky smooth."

Li Mo: “…”

Qin Yuzhi thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Oh, I remember one thing. There was an emperor in the Shang Dynasty who didn't have three palaces and six courtyards and a large number of concubines. His ministers united to die for his remonstration..."

"??"

Li Mo's scalp tingled. It's okay if you can't rely on me, but it's also a heinous act of treason.

Is it okay to ask this kind of question?

Gollum-

Hearing the sound, Li Mo turned his head.

Her eyes, as clear and bright as autumn water, stared at him quietly. She stretched out her sleeves, picked up the vinegar dish on the table, and poured it into the tofu pudding.

The tofu pudding was dyed a terrifying black color, and at this moment, the world collapsed for both the sweet and salty fans.

"Ice ball, is this still edible?" Student Li's scalp tingled.

Ying Bing said quietly, "I'm very jealous."

Seeing her red lips slightly open, and she really wanted to take a sip, Li Mo quickly put his spoon into her mouth.

A lump of ice can turn into water, but what if it turns into vinegar?

"By the way, Bingtuozi, do you see the problem with me?"

Li Mo had some guesses, but he was not completely sure.

"It's because of the great fortune of the Shang Dynasty."

Ying Bing ate the sweet tofu pudding, and her frown relaxed:

"Qiyun was originally contained by an entire dynasty, from the emperor to the nobles, to the high officials, and even to officials at all levels. They all received various blessings to varying degrees, and even acted on heaven and earth to ensure good weather and good harvests in all regions."

"In simple terms, national destiny is the key that unlocks many avenues, and it is controlled by the emperor and many princes and generals."

"Although the key you carry is broken and incomplete, it is fully controlled by you."

Xiao Li's spoon filled with sweet tofu pudding was extremely powerful and pried open the red lips of the ice block.

"If one person controls many great ways, wouldn't that be..."

Li Mo thought of an existence.

Nine Heavenly Immortals.

Resurrected within Qin Yuzhi's body, the Yunmeng Ancestral God, trapped in the underground palace... Infiltrating the Tianhuang Territory, the Living Dead Blood God struggles between life and death...

It can be seen that if one is in charge of multiple avenues, the outcome is usually not very good.

Every move you make echoes the great way, and your thoughts will be subtly influenced invisibly.

Over time, I don’t know whether I have mastered the Great Dao, or have become a vessel that carries the Great Dao, a living slave of this power?

Thinking of this, Li Mo couldn't eat breakfast. He ate ice cream and practiced martial arts. Every day was like New Year's Day.

I really don’t want to be an emperor!

Seeing his face fall, Ying Bing continued:

"It's not as exaggerated as you think. Most of the luck is in Dayu now. The luck of Dashang is already very weak."

"Your inner world is special to begin with, so you haven't been affected much. It's not as big of an impact as others around you."

"No wonder Patriarch Shang and Patriarch Qin have been so rebellious lately."

Li Mo nodded and sighed: "This power and authority is really dangerous."

Ying Bing looked at them helplessly:

"That's not the case. It's just their nature."

The higher the realm, the less affected you will be.

The seventh realm will not be affected at all, not to mention that Qin Yuzhi was once half a step away from reaching the sky, and Shang Qinqing once depended on the destiny of the Shang Dynasty.

Li Mo: “….”

Having said that, he roughly knew how to solve it.

The answer lies in his inner world, which is why he is almost unaffected by the fate of the country, but only occasionally has his own ideas.

He lowered his head and looked at the sickle that no longer had the sword rhythm of emperors and generals.

It's not just the dynasty's luck, his red mortal scene can suppress all the magical things so that they can't raise their heads.

Just focus on expanding your inner world.

"Bingtuozi, let's go."

"Where to go first?"

"Danding Peak, right? I haven't refined pills in a long time. I'm not even the Qin Shi Huang, so how can I not withstand this test of national destiny?"

Li Mo was ambitious and finished the tofu pudding in one gulp.

But it was Ice Cube that drank up all his drinks.

He shuddered in the middle of summer, and even his strong bones trembled from the vinegar.

Ying Bing stood up after him and said with a wink, "You're jealous of me."

Li Mo pretended to be calm: "Not sour."

"Wow, our Xiao Li is really amazing, he can handle vinegar really well."

Ying Bing looked at the twitching corners of his mouth with a helpless look in her eyes. She spoke in a tone of coaxing a childish boy while stretching out her bare hand for him to hold.