The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

On the official road outside the palace gate, a carriage slowly passed by.

Yan Qing raised the curtain of the car, looked at the stern Hei Yan, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

Hei Yan pulled the saddle rope, without turning his head, "Your Highness, go in and sit down, don't be cold, the wound on your face is open again."

"It's not that serious," Yan Qing touched his face and tried to explain, "It will disappear in a few days."

...the blood stains scratched by his nails have already been treated by the imperial physician. After cleaning up the blood stains, they are not so scary, but the marks are still there, and according to the imperial physician, it will take ten days and a half months to disappear.

Ten days and a half months.

Yan Qing lacked confidence to stop Hei Yan who was about to leave without saying a word in the corner, how could he be allowed to send a message at this time.

Hei Yan didn't speak, didn't even lift his eyelids, just silently whipped the horse again.

Yan Qing sneered slightly, and sat back in the car.

He leaned against the wall of the carriage, rubbing his cuffs unconsciously with his hands, the previous fierceness was nowhere to be found, and his mind was full of how he should explain Zhou Mo so that he would not be angry.

...Why did you scratch yourself angrily?

Zhoumo lives in a big place, but there are not many things, and there are not many waiters in the yard, so it looks very cold.

When Yan Qing touched the desk with his fingertips, and then went to the bed, Zhou Mo seemed to be reclining here to read and rest in his mind.His eyes warmed up, and his eyes fell on the upside-down book on the table.

This is what Zhou Mo saw when he returned to the courtyard. A man in a red gown was leaning on his table with his ears tilted and his head tilted. His face was like a jade crown, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, and the red embroidered auspicious clouds on his body made him even more gentle and handsome. .

His heart warmed up, and he used lightness kung fu in just a few steps, and in the blink of an eye, he fell from the gate of the courtyard to the table.

"Why did you come here without telling me?"

Yan Qing was held in Zhou Mo's arms, his warm chest pressed against his back, and he could feel the slight ups and downs when he spoke.

Yan Qing closed the book, looked up at Zhou Mo, a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled slightly, "I want to surprise you."

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows, his heart itched by this undisguised show of love, he stretched out his hand to lift Yan Qing's chin, lowered his head and brought it to his mouth, touched the veil with the other hand and wanted to uncover it, but Yan Qing But he quickly stopped him, and turned his head to avoid it, "Wait, Ah Mo wait!"

Zhou Mo paused, "What's wrong?"

"There's something I want to tell you," Yan Qing covered her veil without daring to look at Zhou Mo, "but, but you have to promise me not to be angry."

Zhou Mo let go of Yan Qing, leaned against the bookshelf, didn't speak, and only looked at Yan Qing again from top to bottom.

"...Well, even if you are angry, you can't ignore me. You can scold me," Yan Qing hesitated for a moment and whispered, "It's because I sneaked out to find you."

Zhou Mo frowned slightly, his eyes moved up, and fell on the veil that he didn't take off.

"I haven't entered the palace for only three days."

Without getting the answer she wanted, Yan Qing immediately lowered her head, her eyelids half drooping, looking a little aggrieved.

... I have to say that Zhou Mo really likes Yan Qing's set. In the past, he should have hugged and coaxed him long ago, but now Yan Qing's behavior is really unusual. He squinted his eyes dangerously at Yan Qing. clear.

"What happened to your face?"

Yan Qing was startled, and instinctively stared at Zhou Mo with wide-eyed eyes.

Zhou Mo, who was originally only probing, confirmed his thoughts the moment he met Shang Yan's eyes, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his chest, and he took two steps forward, "Someone bullied you?"

Yan Qing hurriedly shook her head, "No, no one bullied me..."

"Let me see," Zhou Mo didn't believe it, he frowned and wanted to reach out, but Yan Qing took two steps back and almost tripped over the table legs.

"I don't dislike you." Zhou Mo frowned even tighter.

"...I didn't come out of the palace to make you angry." Yan Qing whispered very confidently, "You stand there, and I will show you."

Even though he was reluctant, he was aware of Zhou Mo's anger, and it might make people even more angry if he continued to bargain like this.

Zhou Mo looked at the not-so-light nail prints on Yan Qing's face, and frowned deeply.

With a guilty conscience, Yan Qing took two steps forward, took Zhou Mo's hand and placed it next to her face, "Ah Mo, it hurts."

Zhou Mo lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him. This person almost never used injuries to act coquettishly to show weakness to him, but there were too many abnormal behaviors today. He couldn't help recalling the previous time, and a thought he couldn't believe appeared in his mind In, "... did it yourself?"

Yan Qing raised his head suddenly, his eyes were a little flustered, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he looked pure and self-confident.

"How, how do you know?"

Zhou Mo turned around and left, "Ask Hei Yan to come over."

A black shadow instantly appeared in front of the two of them, "Yes."

"Don't, don't, I told him to hide it. He has been black all the way... Ah Mo," Yan Qing hugged Zhou Mo from behind, not letting him move half a step, "Listen to me, you Listen to me, okay, I'm afraid that if he can't explain clearly, you will be angry with me, so I ran here by myself."

Zhou Mo didn't move, but he didn't speak either.

Hei Ying looked up at Zhou Mo, opened his mouth to speak but stopped.

"Go down first, go far away, don't let people come to this yard." Yan Qing hurriedly shook his head at him.

Seeing that Zhou Mo didn't object, the black shadow disappeared in front of the two of them again.

Yan Qing pulled the corner of Zhou Mo's clothes, but the person remained motionless, so he had to walk around from behind Zhou Mo to face him.

As soon as Zhou Mo lowered his head, he could see a few marks on half of Yan Qing's face, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the expression on his face became colder.

Yan Qing also noticed this, and was about to get the veil thrown on the table immediately, but Zhou Mo held his hand, "Where are you going? Don't you want to explain?"

"...I, I'll put on the veil first, otherwise you'll look at me and get angry." Yan Qing whispered.

Zhou Mo snorted, raised his hand to pinch Yan Qing's chin, "Do you still know that I will be angry?"

Yan Qing stared at Zhou Mo with innocent eyes, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Mo's eyes were dim, and his tone couldn't tell the emotion, "It's really a big surprise."

Yan had guessed that Zhou Mo would be angry early in the morning, and had already made preparations. He dragged the man to sit by the bed, hesitated, "Do you really need to wear it?"

"black--"

"I say I say."

Yan Qing talked about everything in the palace with Mo Mo, roughly talking about the part where he poisoned and scratched himself, and then mainly talked about what the guards told him in detail. Almost all of them confirmed the credibility of different parts.

Zhou Mo's brows were tightly frowned, and Yan Qing hurriedly kissed him on the lips, "You won't be angry if you say so."

Zhou Mo was very shameless, and said bluntly, "I never said, since you have such an opinion—"

Zhou Mo's lips were blocked by someone before he finished speaking. He froze for a moment, supported Yan Qing's shoulders, and took two steps back, "What are you doing? Don't think that I won't talk about you if you kiss me a few times. Who can you learn from?" This move?"

Without saying a few words, Yan Qing came over to kiss him when he saw signs of trying to settle accounts. Zhou Mo even blushed a little when he took the initiative, but Zhou Mo was angry from the bottom of his heart, and his face was not good-looking.

"Sit well and don't lean over."

Yan Qing blinked innocently.

Zhou Mo has always liked him to look at him like this the most, cute and charming, with unique nostalgia and affection in his eyes, but when he thought of what Yan Qing did... Zhou Mo's face was full of exhaustion, and he raised his hand to cover it. Yan Qing's eyes.

The discomfort of covering the light made Yan Qing instinctively froze, and the next second there was warmth on his lips, which was fleeting, and when Yan Qing regained consciousness, he had already been pinned down on the bed.

Zhou Mo's face was buried in Yan Qing's chest, he didn't do anything, he just hugged the person under him quietly, Zhou Mo could clearly smell the smell of medicine that was close to his body.

Yan Qing bit her lower lip lightly, maybe it was suppressed for a long time, maybe it was the peace of mind brought to him by Zhou Mo, the grievance and sadness of the past few days crept up in her heart at this moment.

He reached out and stroked Zhou Mo's soft black hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry for making you worry again."

Ever since the three emperors confronted Zhou Liu in court, several shops, bookstores and teahouses under the name of Zhou Liu had all been suppressed to varying degrees.

Of course, she is not bad, at least she is much better than the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who was in constant trouble under the fifth emperor's daughter and almost resigned.

With such a big fight, the fifth emperor's daughter is naturally not a vegetarian, anyway, there is only one word, "chaos".

The harem is fighting, the front is fighting, no one can live in peace, but the emperor's health is getting worse day by day.

There was an endless stream of requests from Li Tainu and Fenghou, and the emperor seemed to be tired, so he didn't refuse directly.

It is the emperor's choice, including everyone's, whether the noble monarch is the side monarch.

In the usual way, depending on how rare the emperor is, she might have directly promoted the noble monarch, but when she thought that the third child was scrambling to fight over her and insisting on ignoring her own objections, she became very angry.

What she said in the marriage letter was like gnashing one's teeth, but today, it doesn't really matter whether the emperor likes it or not.

If you like it, then you can succeed to the throne in a legitimate way. If you don't like it, the military power is much tougher than the imperial decree.After fighting for so long, life and death has become an established destiny.

On this point, the opinions of the third princess and the fifth prince were rarely unified.And Zhou Mo and Zhou Liu also chose the latter without thinking because of their enmity with the third princess.

Originally, Zhou Mo's plan was to pull the emperor down first, but after experiencing what happened to Yan Qing, he couldn't wait any longer.

... The news that Zhou Liu found his brother was deliberately spread in the capital, and Zhou Liu was smiling every day, even though he was "doing his best" to hide it.

The emperor was tired of hearing the endless debates among the officials, so he looked at Zhou Liu a few more times for a while, and even asked Zhou Liu to remember to bring him into the palace to have a look at the palace banquet later.

This episode didn't attract anyone's attention, except for the emperor who raised his mouth a little bit, the rest were either because of gender or other reasons, anyway, they didn't pay attention at all.

But within a few days, another incident occurred in the harem, more than one person heard that there were always strange noises coming from the residence of Xianfenghouhou.

... Although the place was repaired by the emperor, no one lived in it anymore. Where did the sound come from? For a while, rumors spread in the palace.