long old

We are kind. "

He raised his eyebrows sarcastically, and Qin Shenghe suddenly thought that he had seen a copy of him, not only his appearance was inherited too much, but also his temperament was very similar to him, and he was still just as annoying.

This kind of inheritance between relatives is really miraculous, and it makes him see his shadow in another person's face.

He also stopped going around in circles, and went straight to the point: "Your Highness didn't come here today to catch up with me, did you? After all, we don't have any good friendship at all, enough for us to sit down and chat."

Rong Mo also just didn't want to beat around the bush with him anymore, so he smirked: "Thank you for your kindness, don't plan to waste my time."

Faced with such naughty words, Qin Shenghe replied without thinking: "You are a child, what does it matter if you waste a little time? Only the time of me, an old man in his twilight years, is precious."

Rong Mo, who had just been judged by the imperial physician as "not to live for three years", gave a half-dead smile: "This will not hinder you, Your Excellency."

Qin Shenghe knew he had made a slip of the tongue, coughed lightly, and abruptly brought the topic back: "Your Highness, please ask the question knowingly."

Old men with corrupted morals and disabled limbs like it so much: Do you have the right to let people speak when you know it well, so as to occupy the moral high ground and have the right to have a superior posture?

Rong Mo's upbringing can be said to vary from person to person, with a mess of choices, but he was concerned that Qin Shenghe was still useful to him, so he reluctantly swallowed the unpleasant words, and squeezed out a sincere smile: "Naturally, it is to understand What happened 11 years ago, how did you get yourself into jail?"

As the saying goes, "Don't reach out and hit the smiling face", the person who said this probably has never seen such a person who smiles and pokes at the dead point as soon as he opens his mouth.

Qin Shenghe took a deep breath and tried not to gnash his teeth: "Your Highness has already heard about this kind of truth."

Rong Mo nodded politely: "That's true, but I just brought it up to disgust Your Excellency, and the effect has been achieved."

Qin Shenghe choked and almost couldn't catch his breath, and his dying life was here.

But he is still fine, because he still has something to say and do, and he is reluctant to die.

But Rong Mo obviously didn't have the patience to wait for him to choke himself.

So he stood up slowly and walked towards Qin Shenghe, Qin Yan also stood up with him, but instead of stopping Rong Mo, he walked towards Qin Shenghe.

Qin Shenghe's whole body was paralyzed, only the parts above the neck could move, fights and fights were always relying on Qin Yan, so Rong Mo easily caught him.

Before Qin Sheng and Xing's eyes widened and he angrily reprimanded Qin Yan for being unfilial, Rong Mo put his arms around his neck, lowered his head, and tentatively called in his ear: "Grandpa."

Qin Shenghe gave a huge shock, looked at Rong Mo in disbelief, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, he could only ask tremblingly, "Say it again."

Rong Mo repeated it again softly, he couldn't help but burst into tears, but secretly clenched the dagger in his hand.

On the other side, Wen Han has been fighting with You Nian inseparably.

Wen Han has never been on a battlefield, so he is not used to the stance of killing people, and You Nian is used to being ruthless, only attacking his weak defense parts.

Wen Han's body was soon covered with colors, You Nian blew a brisk whistle, lifted the knife very easily, and slashed at Wen Han's neck.

The knife fell halfway, but was stopped by someone. You Nian looked up and found that the person was Shao Yan.

Shao Yan pushed it away very easily, and protected Wen Han behind him.

You Nian widened his eyes, looked up to the sky and said with a long smile: "At last, are you even on his side?"

It took me three years to raise a sharp blade that didn't belong to me.It's also ironic.

And Chang Yue, who was not far away, gave him an appreciative look.

Shao Yan was immediately pleased, and rushed towards You Nian vigorously.

More than half of Shao Yan's martial arts were taught by You Nian, but You Nian couldn't see his familiar posture anymore.

You Nian tilted his head and said with a smile, "Come on!"

Qin Shenghe raised his head, bit Rong Mo's neck without hesitation, and stabbed his forehead with the other hand.

Rong Mo didn't expect that he still had this hand. His skin was bitten and blood oozes out. He directly grabbed the dagger with his hand, and was immediately pierced, dripping with blood.

Rong Mo ignored this insignificant wound, but quickly expressed the question in his heart: "The person who died back then was Qin Shenghe. You have already seen that Rong Shu was going to attack the Xue family, who was the leader of the earthquake, so That's why he went to Qin Shenghe in such a hurry, and wanted to exchange identities with him, on the condition that you rescue him. But Qin Shenghe didn't hate life and death at all, because he was full of loyalty, and he planned to cooperate with him. You can't help it, because I was there at the time, and you know that I am a person who knows life and death, and I will not help you at all, and I will not rebel against the emperor with you, because I have his blood on me. And, no matter No matter how much trouble, I am also the heir to the throne. Xue Xiang will not help you either, she only has the heartless and ungrateful Rong Shu in her eyes. When you bribed others to pretend to be you and died, when you fled by yourself, you must have felt that you were a Lonely hero."

Qin Shenghe laughed out loud, looked at him almost lovingly, and interrupted him: "Don't be stupid, I am indeed Qin Shenghe. How long did it take you to utter these nonsense words in order to verify my identity? ,child?"

Rong Mo shrugged and said, "It's not short, I spent half a month preparing three sets of excuses, and I even prepared one set to prove that I'm a fake."

But in the end it was useless at all, because since Qin Yan "come back", he saw that his father had already changed.

How low is the preparation cost of human/skin/mask/tool?In the end, it was enough to just peel off the skin on the human face.

Qin Shenghe nodded, and suddenly said in a soft voice: "At that time, I really never thought that a child of ordinary people I found at random would actually become His Royal Highness by pretending to be fake. Your Highness, I send you a word: you Nothing in this life, no one is true. I wish you a lifetime of being alone and unloved."

After finishing speaking, Qin Shenghe suddenly bit the tip of his tongue tightly, and choked for breath after a while.

Qin Yan slowly closed his eyes: "He is Xue Miao, he is Qin Shenghe, even if it is you, the fact that you are His Highness the Crown Prince will not change."

Rong Mo looked at him with almost pity: "Yes, this old bastard will never forget disgusting people until he dies."

This old thing has been calculating for a lifetime, but after all, he has not learned one thing: save his life.

He could have lived without getting involved in these things, but he chose to take revenge and fight against them.

He could also directly expose Rong Mo's true or false identity without dying to disturb the morale of the army, and he didn't do that either.

Deafening cheers suddenly came from outside the tent, and Rong Mo recognized the voices of Jiang Qing and Zhang Kui: "We have won."

He stumbled out the door, exhausted by the burden he had once carried on his body.

At this time, Jiang Qing came over suddenly and reported loudly to Rong Mo: "Your Highness, the Emperor is about to die."

Rong Mo couldn't hear Jiang Qing's words at all. He could only squint his eyes and try to identify the shape of his lips before suddenly realizing it, but he didn't want to have any reaction.

He was so tired, and that man was so lucky that he died and it was over, leaving him with a mess to clean up.

The author has something to say: I didn't blow up the word count, and I feel that I have made up a lot by rote.

A brief summary: Shao Yan and Chang Yue are undercover agents, waiting for this battle, and then defecting.Anyone who dies is fine, it can't affect Rong Mo's status at all, Rong Mo's upbringing varies from person to person, he is right whether he believes it or not.Qin Yan knew that his father was dead, so he cared more about Lin Shengli who treated him like his own son.

If you are interested, you can read the column, thank you.

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Rong Mo followed Lin Shengli's father-in-law, Zhuo An, who was also Lin Shengli's supervisor, and hurried to Qianqing Palace.

Ever since Qin Yan left office, the palace has never gossiped about his sudden departure, nor speculated about the cause of Lin Shengli's death. Instead, the cabinet secretary recommended a candidate to succeed him.

Rong Mo was not in the mood to deal with this matter, so he simply ordered Zhuo An.

Maybe it was because of his sudden promotion that Zhuo An was so loyal to him.

As soon as Rong Shu showed that he was about to die, he immediately came to inform himself.

In all fairness, Rong Mo doesn't want to care about these bad things now.

Ever since he knew that he was the real His Royal Highness, the tight string in his heart finally broke, and he was exhausted physically and mentally. He just wanted to go back to the East Palace, to the camp, or even to sleep in a random place. Sleep.

Regardless of whether the emperor is dead or not, the two princes who conspired to rebel whether he will inherit the throne or not are already dead, internal and external troubles will soon be resolved, and rebuilding Chang'an City will not be too difficult.

But now he is sleepy, and his bones ache from missing Mo Xuan.If he could go back to the East Palace, he would definitely find a secluded place to write a letter before falling asleep.

Just not.He also has to deal with the bad old man who is about to die.

Rong Mo stopped, Zhuo An opened the door for him, and said softly, "Your Highness, please."

Rong Mo really didn't have the energy to speak, so he had to smile politely at him, and Zhuo An immediately made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart.

Rong Mo was startled, but then he was speechless.

Sometimes he was really curious, how did the eunuch's brain grow?The brain circuit is so strange.

Rong Mo walked in front of the door, and the Qianqing Palace was dark, without a ray of sunlight, and the feeling of dying decay immediately surged up, restraining Rong Mo in this dark corner.

Rong Shu opened his eyes with difficulty, turned his bulky body, slowly raised his hand, and let out a dry voice in his hoarse voice: "Child, come here."

Rong Mo obediently walked towards him, deliberately chose to sit on the chair beside the bed, and thoughtfully drew the curtain of the bed for him.

Rong Mo didn't speak, waiting for Rong Shu to take the initiative to speak. Although he had someone to ask urgently and something to do urgently, since he stepped into the Qianqing Palace, all impetuous thoughts have calmed down.

In fact, it is very strange, the person who hated him so much when he was a child, and secretly admired him in secret, who imprisoned him after his mother died, killed her many times, and let himself survive by chance—if Wei Xian hadn’t arrived in time , he may not sit here and listen to his funeral - he just grew up, he fell down, the man he hated for 18 years, and now he is so fragile.

Even if he reached out to kill him, he would probably only get weak resistance.

A large circle of bad water appeared in Rong Mo's heart, and he forcibly pressed it down again.

While Rong Mo was thinking about it, Rong Shu said, "I won't survive tonight, right?"

His tone was very calm, and he seemed to accept the reality easily, as if he was not the one who had been relying on not wanting to die.

Rong Mo realized that his mind was drifting away, and he straightened it out automatically, pretending to be sad and said: "Don't talk nonsense, father is blessed with great blessings, and he will surely live a long life."

After hearing these almost coquettish words, a smile appeared on Rong Shu's withered face, and he stretched out a veiny hand to Rong Mo.

Rong Mo hurriedly shook it, and deliberately made a look of deep sadness.

The smile on Rong Shu's face deepened, and he grabbed her hand and said, "I remember when you were born, the skin all over your body was wrinkled and showed a deep pink color. But me, and you Even your mother thinks you are cute, even though she wakes up and asks you the first time she sees you: 'Is he my own, with such a naughty look.'."

Nonsense, in the ten years from my birth to the death of my mother, you never looked at me once, and you are not qualified to mention him.

Rong Mo held his hand, and there was some obvious choking in his voice: "Stop talking, it will be fine."

Rong Shu smiled, held his hand again without comment, this kind of warmth was 18 years late, but under Rong Mo's deliberate embellishment and the rendering of the atmosphere of the palace, it was not at all abrupt.

Rong Shu comforted and stroked Rong Mo's knuckles, even though Rong Mo was nauseated by the smell of blood on their hands.

Rong Shu went on to say: "I'm very busy, I hardly have time to see you, but you are over one year old all of a sudden, and you will be hugged by everyone when you see me. Whenever you see me, you will jump on me and call your father with a smile."

You are indeed very busy, busy calculating your relatives, and also busy entrapping others, forming gangs, just for your illusory throne.

To be honest, it was hard for Rong Mo to be touched by these sensational words, because most of them were false.Even if it was true, he couldn't resonate with it.

Rong Mo felt that his body and soul were being torn into uneven halves. A small part of himself was sitting here, patiently listening to Rong Shu's nagging, reminiscing about his childhood.

And most of them are drifting between the heaven and the earth, watching this farce of family affection indifferently.

If it wasn't for Rong Mo's failure to achieve his goal, he would have impatiently pulled out his hand and walked away, letting this lifelong ruthless, self-willed wimp die here.

Rong Mo bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to recover.

It was killing him, he really missed Ziqing so much now, he almost went crazy thinking about it.

If he hadn't been concerned about their future, he would have let go of Rong Shu's hand and all the chores by now. He rushed to the northwest with one horse and one person, and kidnapped their coach back.

As long as his mind is not clear, he will do it immediately.But fortunately, it is still the rational will that dominates the body for a while.

Finally, Rong Shu carefully asked the most important question: "You understand why I killed your mother, right?"

No, I don't understand, and I even want to make you kill for your life.

Rong Mo patted his arm comfortingly, and did not argue with him after all, but softly said: "I understand, of course I understand. I..."

He hesitated for a while, then closed his eyes as if he had made up his mind, and squeezed a few tears: "I'm even willing to forgive you, you're doing it for my own good."

Rong Shu was stunned for a moment, and there was even a spirit in his cloudy eyes, two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he whispered: "That's good, that's good."

He held his hand tightly again, with such strength that he could almost break Rong Mo's wrist.

Rong Mo looked at him calmly, without making a sound.

Holding his wrist, Rong Xu said quickly: "Xue Jiagong is a powerful master, arrogant and domineering, obviously he doesn't take the court seriously. They don't obey the command of the Ministry of War and act recklessly. I really dare not entrust it to you."

That's because the people in charge of the Ministry of War are like Heng Yan, who only care about their own self-interest.And the command map they gave was a muddy mess.

If this civil strife hadn't erupted too suddenly, and the Ministry of War had not had time to command blindly, it would have been taken over by himself. Rong Mo couldn't even imagine what kind of ruins they would turn the country of the motherland into.

Not to mention that the main war criminal in this civil turmoil was single-handedly brought about by Rong Shu's stupidity.

Although it was inevitable that Rong Mo would contribute to the flames, it did not affect Rong Mo's desire to dissect his head and take a good look at the structure inside.

Rong Mo whispered: "I know."

Rong Shu shook his head gently, but interrupted him forcefully: "No, you don't know. Since ancient times, when the emperor ascended the throne, he always took his mother's family into consideration, and almost as soon as he had power, he would emptied their power Because the ancestor was also overthrown by the ancestors because of his concubine's hand stretching too long. My mother was killed because of this, and the emperor gave her a difficult problem: either I will be deprived of the right to inherit, or she will die .And the Xue family..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Mo understood immediately, and immediately gave a wry smile.

The Xue family held the military power in their hands, and the prince was young, so he could almost control the fate of the entire court.

Even if the Xue family did not have any thoughts of rebellion, it doesn't matter, because this concept has long been deeply ingrained in Rong Shu's mind.

Seeing that he understood his painstaking efforts, Rong Shu immediately added a bit of expression to his face.

But Rong Mo suddenly said: "Then what happened to the Seventh Prince?"

What the hell did you do to Ziqing back then to persecute him like this.

When Rong Shu heard this, he couldn't help but startled, his face turned black to the color of ink, obviously remembering the matter of Rong Mo resisting himself for him before.

Naturally, Rong Mo also guessed the reason for his face change, so he pretended not to care and said, "Do you really think I have any affair with him? But it's just a handy tool. As long as you show him a little With deep affection, he will do nothing for you. He can kill enemies for you, and he can guard for you for many years. Who would not want such an obedient pet?"

After speaking, as if to verify the authenticity of the words, he laughed loudly again.

At the same time, Rong Mo closed his sour eyes in a place where Rong Shu couldn't see, and said silently in his heart: That's why I love him so much that I can't live or die.

Rong Shu first twitched the corners of his lips, then showed a gratified smile, reluctantly accepting his statement.

Rong Mo continued: "If I could keep him by my side for the rest of my life...it would be great for me to use him for the rest of my life."

Rong Mo really couldn't go on with the choreography, so he silently prayed in his heart that he would believe it.

Fortunately, Rong Shu just nodded approvingly, and said slowly: "This is indeed reasonable, but in fact, it doesn't take so much effort at all. A single dose of medicine can cure him into obedience."

Rong Mo's heart tightened, and the strength of the arm holding Rong Shu's hand involuntarily increased a little, and then he let go suddenly. At the same time, his teeth were firmly pressed against his lower lip, making sure that he would not say anything that would make the plan fall short.

However, Rong Shu happily showed a bigger smile, and said triumphantly: "Do you know how his eyes are blind?"

Rong Mo pretended to be puzzled and said, "Didn't you stab yourself blind to prove your innocence?"

Hearing this statement, Rong Shu couldn't help laughing loudly: "How could it be so simple? But indeed, I originally wanted to goug out his eyes directly, and it would be over once and for all. But it can't be called eternal pleasure, only temporary pleasure. So I thought, instead of blinding his eyes, it would be better to use poison, which has no time limit. If he is willing to listen to me, I will give him the antidote once a month, and at the same time tell him that I hold it in my hand and can cure it. His antidote. In this way, even if he is not happy with me, he will not attack me. And he will obey me for the rest of his life. "

Listening to his description, Rong Mo couldn't help being frightened, and then thought of the few medicines they found in the underground passage of Prince Gong's Mansion, and couldn't help but feel cold, it turned out that they were used for this purpose.

Rong Mo continued to ask: "But the Seventh Prince was the biggest contender for the throne back then. His parents died, so there is no need to worry about these issues. How did you get to sit on the throne? Father."

Rong Shu didn't answer, obviously suspicious, Rong Mo took his hand like a spoiled child, and called out "Father Emperor" several times, and then he was in a daze, and said it out of his head, like pouring beans : "In these days, as long as a few people are bribed casually, they are willing to give false testimony for me. Together with several ministers of the Ministry of punishment, they jointly wrote a letter to report the Seventh Prince's treason, which ruined his reputation. Who would dare to let him be the emperor? He originally Just the son of a prostitute, trying to become the Ninth Five-Year Lord, is simply wishful thinking."

Rong Mo breathed a sigh of relief, probably in line with his guess.

He held his hand again, pretending to be worried: "I thought you liked him."

Hearing this, Rong Shu sneered disdainfully: "Oh, how is it possible? But this is also thanks to my mother. If she hadn't told me what happened with him, and then broke up with him in time, it would have brought out my personality even more. The general statement. If it weren't for this, who would get involved with him so disgustingly?"

Rong Mo also laughed along with him, it's all right now, he has everything he wants.

Rong Mo got up and walked forward suddenly, covered Rong Shu's mouth and nose with the quilt, held down his struggling hands and feet, and whispered in his ear: "Thank you for telling me these things, and I will tell you something politely. Bar: I have already found the body of the empress in the mass grave, and moved her to the ancestral grave of the Wei family. She will never see you again. Since your death, I will put these dirty things Distribute it all to the public, and use your name to write a letter of guilt, anyway, it is 'tolerance is the greatest, the dead are the greatest', you will definitely be regarded as one of the most sincere emperors who repented at the end of their lives."

Rong Shu's eyes widened, fear, weakness, hatred, anger flashed in his eyes, but there was no remorse.

Rong Mo let go of his hand and couldn't help but sighed, everything was over.

Rong Mo pushed open the door and made a gesture of grief: "The emperor has passed away."

During the three days, the whole country mourned, wearing sackcloth and filial piety, feeling sad for the emperor's departure.

On the fourth day, the new emperor sent it out. It is said that it was a letter of guilt written by the emperor himself before his death. He regretted the wrong things he had done.

The new emperor made a decisive decision and asked the Ministry of Criminal Justice to re-investigate the matter thoroughly, and proved the innocence of the Seventh Prince. He also sent a letter to the northwest on behalf of the court, and returned the salary that had been detained for many years.

On the seventh day, the new emperor began to prepare to ascend the throne.

Rong Mo was wearing an inner garment, and he stood in the Qing Palace and let his aunt in charge assign a tailor to measure the size of his clothes.

Several cabinet ministers stood outside the door, explaining to him the etiquette that should be paid attention to when he ascends the throne.

Rong Mo listened patiently, while thinking about how to announce his marriage to them, although Ziqing would definitely not agree.

"Your Majesty, a letter from the Northwest!" Zhuo An announced outside the door.

Rong Mo was overjoyed, put on a coat indiscriminately, and snatched the letter from his hand.

Opening the letter, it was not the handwriting he was familiar with, only a line of small characters: "The Seventh Prince is critically ill, and I fear he will die soon. ——Lou Xun"

Surprised, Rong Mo shouted sharply: "Prepare your horse, go to the northwest immediately."

Several cabinet ministers immediately stopped him and said in a panic: "Your Majesty, the enthronement ceremony will be prepared tomorrow. The country cannot live without a king."

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, and really wanted to answer him right away: "The empress is about to have an accident, so how can Gu have the leisure to be the emperor?"

But he still said patiently: "After the reform of the Six Ministries, their powers are enough for the imperial court to operate independently for more than a month. Please pay more attention to the elders."

After finishing speaking, Rong Mo walked out the door and walked towards the stable.

The author has something to say: Today's double update, I don't know what to write, so I set it for two days, is there anything you want to see?

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During the seven days from the capital to the northwest, Rong Mo hardly closed his eyes and rested, and rushed to the northwest without stopping.

Such a sufficient sense of exhaustion just happened to make him unable to concentrate on thinking about other issues, for example, why did Ziqing's onset time coincide with Rong Shu's death time——Rong Mo noticed the letter on the top of the letter. The degree of newness and oldness of the wax paint - this alone, it is difficult for him to guess the good side of what Rongmo has heard before.

For another example, this also avoided Rong Mo's urge to curse in his heart.I finally cleared him of his crimes for not being involved in any danger and not stained with any blood, so he just wasted it.

Almost full of anger, Rong Mo came to the Northwest to run business. He didn't care to say hello to General Zhenxi, who was covered in scars all over his body and his eyes were full of surprise. He walked towards the camp that Rong Mo had described.

Lou Xun just opened the door of the tent, holding a pot of medicine in his hand, seeing that it was Rong Mo who came, he said angrily, "Why are you here?"

Lou Xun completely forgot the letter he sent to the court because he couldn't bear Mo Xuan's temper.

Anyway, when he saw indifference now, he thought of how Mo Xuan mixed himself up like this, which made him really angry.

Thinking that Mo Xuan had kept him a secret for such a long time, and that Rong Mo didn't know about it, made him even angrier.

Rong Mo didn't argue with him, but asked respectfully, "How is Ziqing?"

Without even thinking about it, Lou Xun replied, "You are too unlucky. His front foot just died, and your back foot arrived. You wait to collect his body."

When Rong Mo heard it, he suddenly felt his blood froze and his whole body felt cold.

Then, Rong Mo noticed that there was no sadness in Lou Xun's brows, and he smiled warmly and said, "Stop joking, you are reluctant to let him die."

Lou Xun choked, but he had to admit that what he said was true, he really wouldn't let that guy who wanted to die get his wish.

Thinking of this, he became even more depressed, and stepped aside cursingly, thinking that when he met this pair of dogs, he was simply making trouble for himself and making trouble for himself.

Rong Mo nodded at him with a smile, and opened the door curtain.

Mo Xuan was burning in a daze, and when he saw someone coming in, he thought it was Lou Xun, and hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Did you get the letter back? I told you, it's none of his business. He's just getting ready to enthroned now." , there are so many things to be busy with. Why bother him with a small matter? "

Rong Mo caught his breath and didn't answer.

Rong Mo walked up to him, sat in front of his bed, covered him with the quilt, and continued to listen to his babbling: "Your Highness is so smart, he must have already guessed the connection between my illness and the death of the emperor, it must be within three days , will come over.”

His face was flushed with fever, and he was not honest. He stood up and held his shoulder: "Hey, did you get the letter back?"

"It's not right." Mo Xuan pondered again secretly, "It has been fourteen days, and it must have been sent to the capital."

Thinking of this, he was startled and sat up from the bed.

Rong Mo still didn't make a sound, covered his eyes with his hands, pressed his forehead, forcing him to lie down.

Maybe it was because Rong Mo just came from outside the camp, and his hands were still steaming.

Mo Xuan subconsciously rubbed his forehead against his fingertips, then avoided his hand, but still obediently lay down to rest.

Rong Mo rubbed his fingertips, couldn't help frowning, why was it so hot?

It's inevitable that Rong Mo would be a little jealous of Lou Xun, Mo Xuan would habitually knock out his teeth and swallow blood by himself, and only when he was sick would he become attached to others.

Rong Mo possessed himself, only to realize that Mo Xuan had fallen asleep again.

Only then did he get up lightly, and reached out to touch his forehead, it was still very hot, with a scorching temperature.

Rong Mo held his face and wanted to kiss his forehead lightly, but in the end, he just stroked his cheek and pinched him gently.

When Rong Mo walked out, Lou Xun happened to be decocting medicine by the tent.

Rong Mo patted him on the shoulder, lowered his head, and said softly, "Can we talk?"

It was a sign of negotiation, but the tone and tone could not be refused.

Lou Xun had a ghost in his heart, he was still a little angry when he first met Rong Mo, but now he has calmed down, thinking that he has been Mo Xuan's accomplice for many years, he is afraid that he will be angry with him, and it is not easy to shirk, He could only cry with a sad face, turned off the fire, and followed Rong Mo to the fence at the gate of the station.

Both left and right are dead, so Lou Xun can't hide anything. Before Rong Mo can open his mouth to ask questions, he simply confides in Mo Xuan's plan: "Let me say it first, these are all Mo Xuan's ideas, you You can't blame me..."

Almost five years ago, when Mo Xuan had just been freed and became a parole prisoner after his sentence was commuted, he came to Lou Xun and asked him by name to learn about life, confusion, and death for many years. The remaining pair of Gu worms were mixed with other auxiliary medicinal materials to make medicinal powder.

In order to test the effect, the Seventh Prince also tied the life of a mouse to himself and deliberately caused its death.

Rong Mo's heart skipped a beat, thinking of the few months when he just met him, his health has been bad.

After confirming its medicinal effect, he asked Lin Shengli, who felt he owed his life, to try to get the emperor to take the medicine, which lasted for five years.

It's strange to say that the most famous skills in Zhishenghuoshi's life are poison poisoning, medicine and divination, but they are not passed on to outsiders, but the Seventh Prince has never learned any of them.

On the one hand, Zhisheng predicted that he would not be destined to be the emperor, on the other hand, he said that he could use it, and one day, he must learn it.Therefore, I have been teaching him carefully.

The imperial concubine always ignored their courses, so the Seventh Prince stayed by their side for nearly ten years, only learning a good martial arts and a rebellious youth.

Even though he knew the truth a long time ago, he still had a fantasy in his heart, but the next second the cruel reality almost shattered it: "This pair of Gu worms is also called 'Sharing Wealth and Wealth', and it will bind the lives of two people tightly together. But relatively, if one party's vitality is strong, then the other party's body will be extremely weak. And as long as one party dies, the other party will suffer thousands of times of pain. At the same time, if he can survive , will be reborn."

Rong Mo opened his mouth, unable to speak.So it was hard for me to take revenge, but let Mo Xuan suffer a lot earlier?

Maybe he noticed his expression, and hurriedly comforted him: "You boy, don't think that the Seventh Prince is doing it for you, he is seeking justice for himself, the princess and the imperial concubine. After all, this is also "in his own way, Treat the other person'. And he is not as disrespectful of his own life as you think, he still has a lot of things to do, and he will not explain it here."

Rong Mo nodded and walked back silently without making a sound.

"Wait..." Lou Xun called him suddenly, Rong Mo stopped, turned around, and turned his head to look at him.

Lou Xun was speechless, he didn't know what he wanted to say to him.

What should he tell him?

Fifteen years ago, I received an emergency order from Zhisheng, went to Mufu, and delivered a seven-pound baby boy, but Zhisheng's order was to kill the fetus and create the illusion of death due to dystocia.

But when Lou Xun looked at the girl who was protecting him, his heart softened, and he told him directly that he couldn't do it.

Zhisheng didn't blame him, so he withdrew his order.

I should still tell him that I received his order again 11 years ago to accept Qin Shenghe and change the face of a seven-year-old boy with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but he still refused and only revived the one who was in a state of suspended animation. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and forged the boy's body as that of His Highness, and let them be thrown into the mass grave.

But in the end, he still didn't say anything, just smiled palely: "He will be fine."

"I know."

Rong Mo lifted the curtain of the camp tent, Mo Xuan woke up after a nap, and was maintaining a rare state of sobriety, when seeing Rong Mo come in, he just said plainly: "You are here, after all, Lou Xun still puts the The letter was delivered."

Rong Mo let out a "hmm" and sat down beside the bed: "If I don't come, how long are you going to keep it from me?"

"Help it until I can't hide it anymore." Mo Xuan looked at him absent-mindedly.I'm dead, or I can't take it anymore.

Rong Mo understood the meaning of his words in an instant, and couldn't help being a little annoyed that he never thought about going back to see him alive, but only wanted to die.

But what position does he take to blame him?

Their common goal has been achieved, and Mo Xuan is still alive, and he himself is not dead. Logically speaking, this is already the most satisfactory ending.

After going out for a while, after hearing Lou Xun's words, Rong Mo calmed down, but he was still exhausted.

He was just because Qi Moxuan didn't discuss with him, and tried his own life.

But Mo Xuan seemed understandable. When he started the layout, he didn't care about his existence at all.

Moreover, Mo Xuan was blinded by poison back then, and he was also unwilling.When he took revenge on Rong Shu, it wasn't like when he killed his mother back then, they were always the same kind.

They understand each other, but they can't agree with each other.

Thinking of this, Rong Mo deliberately held his hand and took a bite.

Mo Xuan didn't seem to notice anything, and there was no focus in his eyes.

Rong Mo actually touched it in his hand