Waiting for the Qingwu ancestor to appear is boring.
Mo Li was a little puzzled, because the ancestors of Qingwu should have already entered the imperial city.
They left Shangyun Mountain one step later than the Qingwu ancestor, entered the palace through the secret road, and delayed for a while in the East Palace. The Qingwu ancestor just went to find a second prince to determine the life and death of the other party. How could it be so slow
"Maybe Qingwu Patriarch is a little smarter than we thought, and he also used a roundabout way." Meng Qi said dully.
His voice came from the top of Mo Li's head.
The scope of the blind spot is so large, the national teacher refuses to become a gerbil, nor can he become a fat baby, so he can only learn from the gecko.
Relying on light work, high internal strength, and deep internal strength, he kept his body tightly against the wall, and propped himself on one foot at the corner of the wall, shrinking himself there so wronged.
This is also because the wall in the palace is very high, otherwise it cannot be hidden.
Mo Li ignored him. He was gently pinching the end of the bridge of his nose between his eyes with his fingertips. There were several acupuncture points there, and he could become more awake with aura stimulation.
"Doctor, I'm hungry."
"… "
"Doctor, we haven't eaten or rested for two or three days."
Seeing that Mo Li was unmoved, Meng Qi changed his tone, and said in a coaxing tone, "Why don't we take turns to rest, the doctor sleeps against the wall for a while, and I will watch the movement of the Wanhe Hall in front of me."
Mo Li didn't speak, he felt that Meng Qi must have something to say.
Sure enough, Meng Qi's next sentence came—
"Or get smaller and let me hold the doctor."
Mo Li said in his heart, never.
Whether it's beating the emperor with a fat baby on his back, or turning into a fat baby and beating the emperor, it's all disgraceful!
"Think about it, after getting smaller, our martial arts are still there, maybe we will be much more flexible..."
"Why don't you change?"
"Lu Zhang is afraid of me." Meng Qi said naturally.
No one is afraid of a child, the face of the national teacher is quite important.
"You can change back later." Mo Li couldn't help but quarrel with him, "What you don't want to do, but ask me to come, what are you thinking of?"
"The doctor has really wronged me by saying that." Meng Qi sighed in a decent manner.
Mo Li's expression remained unchanged, and he was not moved at all.
Meng Qi touched his nose and secretly thought that the doctor was really the most determined person among the people he had ever met.
Although the former friends also have firm beliefs, some of them are wise and sober, and after careful analysis, they are not tempted by interests and foreign objects, and some of them are swaying for a while and then firmly return to the original path.
Mo Li's situation was different, he was particularly able to hold his breath.
It's definitely a good quality when it comes to fighting.
The warrior dies by the sword, but the wise man loses in the end.
- A person who is always calm and composed may not be famous in the world, but it is also hard to lose.
Um, isn't that me? Empress Meng Qi reacted in hindsight, with a smile in her eyes.
Mo Li couldn't see Meng Qi's expression, and he keenly felt that someone suddenly became happy. For no reason, what happened
"You said I wronged you, but you are... happy?"
"Oh, I just remembered the past. I remembered that I led the army to fight, and I didn't lose a single defeat. The Chu Dynasty history books and documents didn't write it? The prince doesn't even know!"
"… "
In Mo Li's mind, the fat rat was filled with righteous indignation, and his cheeks were puffed up with anger.
He continued pinching the bridge of his nose to dispel the inexplicable picture, and corrected himself seriously: "We are just going to stop the plot of the Qingwu ancestor, and by the way, beat Lu Zhang again, not to fight."
Meng Qi stared at the ink carp below, thinking that some things are more difficult than fighting, such as how to confuse the person he likes and make him shake.
"If I become a gerbil and stay with the doctor, after the Qingwu ancestor appears, I have to find a hidden corner to wear clothes? I can't do it without wearing clothes. What does the Qingwu ancestor think?"
Ink carp: "… "
The principle is this principle, but if you think about it carefully, this is very wrong.
What does it mean to be with the doctor, and if someone comes, you have to rush to get dressed first
Meng Qi continued: "Young children can't change, they will be exposed."
"How to say?"
Mo Li was stunned for a moment, wasn't the reason just now that the face of the national teacher was more important to scare people
"I'm fat." Meng Qi said eloquently, "You were a lot fatter when you were young. The height here is enough, but what is missing is the width. The corners where adults can hide, children may not be able to, isn't it?"
"… "
Mo Li visually inspected the scope of this dead corner, and felt that after someone became smaller, he didn't get fat enough to fit in this corner. He was completely talking nonsense! Where is that fat? !
It's a chubby fat doll, not a pig.
Mo Li raised his head and stared at Meng Qi, trying to say something, but he was at a loss for words.
- When Longmai is old, can he be so shameless
If Meng Qi knew what Mo Li was thinking, he would definitely refute it. What does this have to do with age? Nonsense, no such thing! He is telling the truth!
Mo Li searched in his luggage and found a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus, which he bought in Yongzhou.
He tossed the candy up and said calmly, "This is the only one left, you can eat it."
Before meeting Mo Li, Meng Qi was fine if he didn't eat for five days. Being hungry was just an excuse for him. He didn't want Mo Li to continue to immerse himself in the mess of Qi Chao.
Seeing that Mo Li could not be distracted, after the doctor threw the candy to him, he began to worry again. Meng Qi stuffed the candy into his arms, pretending to have eaten it, and said in a vague tone: "In Lu Before Zhang's death, the Qi Dynasty can continue for a few more years, so that the world will not be in chaos. The doctor doesn't need to think about it anymore. Even if you cure the prince's illness, the prince still lacks capable people and lofty ideals, and the crisis of the Qi Dynasty still cannot be Dissolve. Your teacher didn't tell you that a healer can cure a disease, but not a life."
"It's just a pity."
Mo Li said regretfully, "If he had met me earlier, or if the imperial physicians dared to subdue him, he would not have turned into a sullen one. Even if he is not the prince, but a commoner on the road, I still feel melancholy."
Physicians can't help sighing for patients who are too late to save or have no time to save.
"By the way, when I was in the East Palace before, the prince said that people with the surname Lu would not be able to keep the throne sooner or later. I saw the change in the doctor's expression, it seemed like... What do you want to say?" Meng Qi asked inquisitively.
Mo Li was a little surprised. His mood didn't change much at the time. The thought just flashed by, Meng Qi actually noticed it
Mo Li's mood was complicated, not because of what Meng Qi mentioned, but because he found that Meng Qi was always paying attention to his words and deeds and even the subtle changes in his expression.
If this is the enemy, that's pretty scary.
Change it to someone you like...
Let's say Meng Qi was happy when he saw Mo Li's thoughtful expression. It seems that the doctor finally understands the desire for longing, and the meaning of admiration will make a person's mind stay firmly on the other side.
Look, the doctor's expression seems to be a little serious.
"It turns out I didn't do enough."
The voice of the ink carp sounded, and Meng Qi's spirit was lifted.
good! That's it!
"As a doctor, I don't take care of my patients as much as you usually pay me." Mo Li nodded solemnly, "It's mine, not."
Meng Qi, who found that things were different from what he imagined: "..."
Mo Li raised his head slightly, admiring someone's stagnant expression.
A national teacher is a national teacher, even if the dumbfounded expression is more unpredictable than others, at least now, in the eyes of people who don't understand Meng Qi, it is more like a phantom with empty eyes.
It's a pity, it must be very interesting to replace it with the golden dragon entrenched in the sky above Taijing, suddenly dumbfounded.
"Cough." Mo Li cleared his throat.
"Doctor?" Meng Qi responded instinctively.
He regained his senses and realized that Mo Li might be joking with himself.
But he didn't find any sign of joking in Mo Li. Besides, the doctor has a good temperament and is not a person who likes to joke at all. Meng Qi was so entangled, he forced himself to forget the scene just now, and carefully turned the topic back.
"You don't agree with the prince's words, because of what you thought?"
"... Well, I think the prince looks a bit like a person."
"Who?"
Meng Qi asked this because he and Mo Li had no concept of beauty or ugliness about the appearance of people, and under normal circumstances they would not recall which people they had met looked alike.
Because in Longmai's heart, everyone's appearance is different, unless it is as obvious as twins and brothers.
Therefore, Mo Li is also not sure. The appearance of others is rare and uncertain in Mo Li, and he can only piece together the faces of the suspects with the ability to remember them vividly.
"To be precise, there are two people who are similar to the prince, and we have met both of them."
"One of them is the sixth prince?"
Meng Qi asked naturally, after all, they had only seen such two princes of the Qi Dynasty.
Then he frowned, remembering that when he met the sixth prince at the Yongzhou Emperor Tomb, Mo Li also said similar things, saying that the sixth prince was a little familiar, not because he couldn't remember where he met, but he had seen it before. Familiar eyes caused by similar looks or blood relatives.
"It's Yan Cen." Mo Li said decisively.
The second head of the Shimo Mountain has some eyebrows and eyes similar to the sixth prince, but not much.
There are more similarities between the prince and the sixth prince. The problem is that this part has a subtle overlap with Yan Cen.
"Is it a coincidence?"
"I don't know, when we were in Shimo Mountain, I thought Yan Cen was a bit weird. He claimed that he was almost killed when he was born, because the servants in the family received the kindness of his mother and secretly took him out to entrust him It was given to an eminent monk, who grew up in a Buddhist temple, learned martial arts, and then went to the Shimo Village. It is not surprising that he could learn martial arts in a Buddhist temple, but where did he learn the art of war?" Meng Qi said seriously, " Those people tried to break into the Shimo cottage that day, but Yan Cen led people to block it, and the few orders he gave were not in the wild."
Mo Li quickly corresponded what Yan Cen said that day to the royal family of the Qi Dynasty and Lu Zhang's temperament that he had just learned, and he couldn't help stunned.
If this is true, Yan Cen may be a prince without even teeth.
He was born with a difference, and the prince's appearance was either an evil ghost or a monster, and he must never be left behind, or even known to others. Because his father was a country who usurped the throne, and he got such a son, isn't he afraid of being said to be condemned by God
Not being killed on the spot, Yan Cen was really dead.
"...Do you think the prince knows about this?"
As soon as Mo Li's voice fell, there was a loud bang in front of the Hall of Harmony.
The ancestor of Qingwu appeared.