"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

And Mo Chi had already got up from his chair and came to Aseru, taking the box from him.

"What the third prince said, is it true?" The man's voice was full of excitement.

Asailu looked at him and smiled confidently: "My prince never tells lies. If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask the people around you to try it. Within ten days, his voice will be restored to its original state."

"Yunchu..." Mo Chi held the box and turned to look at the young man behind him. Yunchu raised his head to look at him, and the confusion in his eyes deeply hurt his heart.

Yuan Qing stepped forward and pulled Acelu aside, leaving room for the two of them.

"You..." Mo Chi looked at Yun Chu and spoke, and Yun Chu looked at him.

"Mo Chi."

"I'm here."

Yun Chu looked at the man in front of him, and said after a long time: "Can I really become the same as before?"

Mo Chi couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and hugged him tightly into his arms, his voice was low: "Yes, trust me, I will give it back to you no matter the voice or appearance, okay Yunchu... "

The body of the person holding him was trembling slightly, Yun Chu buried his head in front of his chest and did not speak, until after a long time, he responded softly.

Before A Sailu and Yuan Qing left, Mo Chi personally sent them out of the palace gate. He looked at the man on the bloody horse with a serious expression on his face: "Today's matter, I owe the third prince a favor. If you need help, just ask."

Hearing his words, Asailu laughed heartily twice: "Since the emperor has already said so, then I will not be polite."

Mo Chi smiled back. After watching the other party's carriage slowly leave, the smile on his face gradually faded away.

Eunuch Cao behind him remained silent until the other party, Mo Chi, turned and walked back, when he suddenly opened his mouth.

"emperor."

Mo Chi: "What's the matter?"

"The old slave just doesn't understand why the emperor made such a promise to the third prince. What if he..." He was interrupted by the man before he finished speaking.

Mo Chi's tone was full of determination: "He won't."

Eunuch Cao: "..."

"Even if he really wants it, I can give it to him with both hands." Mo Chi looked at the glazed palace in the distance, showing a curved corner under the gloomy sky, and slowly narrowed his eyes, "Cao Li, the only one in my life What I want is only one person, you know, for him, I can betray the whole world and do all the evil things in the world."

"The old slave understands, the old slave is talking too much." Eunuch Cao suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and bent down even lower.

Mo Chi: "How is the matter entrusted to you?"

"This..." Eunuch Cao said hesitantly, "Please allow the emperor some more time, and this old slave will definitely handle the matter well."

Mo Chi stopped and looked back at him expressionlessly, without much emotional ups and downs in his voice: "Eunuch Cao, you are the person I trust most in the palace, don't let me down."

Cao Li was taken aback for a moment, and when he understood the meaning of the man's words, his eyes widened instantly. He didn't come back to his senses until the corner of the man's bright yellow clothes disappeared around the corner of the palace gate.

"Old slave, swear allegiance to the emperor to the death!"

When Mo Chi returned to the bedroom, Yun Chu was sitting in front of the table, his eyes fell on the box on the table, and he didn't even notice that he came in.

Mo Chi walked over and bent down to hug him into his arms, and watched with him: "I'll have someone go down and fry it in a while, okay?"

Yun Chu didn't nod or shake his head. Mo Chi knew what he was worried about. He turned around, gently pushed the boy's shoulders so that the boy was facing him, and then leaned over and kissed the smooth forehead outside the mask.

"Do not be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Yun Chu shook his head.

Mo Chi hugged him reassuringly, and then called the maid to make the medicine.

An hour later, the steaming medicinal juice was served, and Yun Chu picked up the bowl and drank it down under the calm and gentle eyes of the man.

With Mo Chi's supervision, he had to take the medicine three times a day, and none of them was left behind.

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye, Yun Chu first felt a itchy feeling in his throat, and then a stinging pain like swallowing gravel. It hurt like this for two days, and the throat that could still make a sound could not make any sound at all. When he came out, Mochi was so anxious that he almost went to the embassy himself to tie Acelu into the palace, but it was Yunchu who finally stopped him.

"Come on, open your mouth and let me see." In the early morning of the eighth day, Mo Chi stood in front of the bed, holding a candle in one hand, and gently pinched Yun Chu's chin on the bed with the other, making him raise his head and open his mouth.

Mo Chi squinted his eyes and took a closer look, his beautiful brows were furrowed tightly.

"Have breakfast first, and then we'll go find Acelu." Mo Chi's expression was a little ugly, but his voice was still gentle.

Yun Chu couldn't make a sound. Seeing the man's suppressed anger, he nodded helplessly.

After the two of them washed up, Eunuch Cao asked the people in the imperial dining room to bring up the dishes. Because he was thinking about something, Mo Chi was always absent-minded when eating, and would look up every once in a while and sit beside him Yun Chu.

Yun Chu saw that the food in his hand was no longer fragrant. Finally, he sighed and put down the bowl and chopsticks: "If you are really worried, let's go to them now."

Mo Chi: "Hmm... um?!!"

Yunchu: "..."

Eunuch Cao at the side was the first to react, and he congratulated with incomparable wit: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Lord Yun!"

Yun Chu: "I...my voice is healed?"

The boy's voice was full of hesitation, and he couldn't believe it.

The voice just now was clear and warm, like the sound of ring pendants colliding, which made Yun Chu feel strange and familiar. He had already forgotten what his original voice was like.

"Recovered..." Mo Chi was much calmer than him, but his eyes were scarlet. He looked at Yun Chu and showed a gentle smile, and repeated: "Yun Chu, your voice has recovered."

Well, now that the voice has recovered, the two of them don't have to trouble Acelu anymore. Acelu, who was busy digging traps for Fu Lou, didn't know that he had escaped invisibly. Comparing the information collected by the secret guards with the information Mo Chi gave him before, he felt his head was about to explode, and he needed a kiss from Yuanbao every day to heal.

After the Lantern Festival, the weather began to warm up day by day, and everything began to recover. At the same time, the court that had not been calm for a long time was surging again.

After Fu Lou returned to the court after the ban was lifted, he began to sing against Mo Chi everywhere. Now the officials have been divided into three categories, one is headed by Mo Chi, the other is Fu Lou, and the third is the neutral faction, commonly known as The grass on the wall, where the wind blows and falls.