The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Chapter 187: Sincerely...falsely

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Mo Jinyao glanced at Fang Ye who was standing shoulder to shoulder with him on the city wall, and said,

"The moon is bright tonight. This king comes out to enjoy the moon."

Fang Ye glanced at the faint crescent in the sky, and stopped talking. The prince can do whatever he says, after all, he can't refute anything.

Mo Jinyao also knew that his reason was a bit far-fetched, but could he tell his general that his concubine was pregnant and he couldn't touch it, so he could only look at this sad mood? In fact, before meeting Yun Ziyue, even Mo Jinyao thought he was abstinent, but after meeting Yun Ziyue...

He felt that he had completely changed, and became a person who was "fascinated by sex".

Compared to sleeping in the room, Lord Chen decided to come to blow the cold wind on the city wall, watch the fireworks inside and outside the city, and get rid of his heat.

"When is your lord going to leave?" Fang Ye looked at the heavy night and suddenly asked Mo Jinyao.

"In two days, there will still be mice hiding in the dark in the city. After clearing them all, we will start our journey."

Under normal circumstances, such a question is not something that a subordinate should ask, but Fang Ye is not only Mo Jinyao's subordinate, they are also brothers who were born and died together. Fang Ye has been by Mo Jinyao's side since he came to the border. He has been guarding the border all the time, and rarely even returns to his own home. How can such a friendship be an ordinary subordinate

Fang Ye nodded, "Indeed, there are indeed some rats in the city, but...why didn't the prince also wipe out the people Mo Wenli sent here, these people deserve to die."

Mo Jinyao smiled, very cruelly.

"Mo Wenli has the ability to do some tricks while the king is away. How can the king let him live a happy life so comfortably? The king just wants to let him know that even if the king is not in the capital, he will listen to it." You have to shrink like a mouse!"

Mo Jinyao would not let him die like this. For this kind of person, letting him die would be cheap for him. What he wants is to let him live in fear until he dies!

Fang Ye looked at the man beside him. Under the faint light and shadow on the tower, his face seemed to be covered with frost. Looking at it made people feel cold and distressed.

"What about Liannian?" Mo Jinyao remembered that Liannian and Fang Ye should have guarded the city together.

"... I have registered the household registrations of the people in the city for many years, and now I don't know where to relax."

After Fang Ye finished speaking with a smile, Mo Jinyao also had a hint of a smile on his face. He also knew that it would be difficult for him to let Lian Nian look at these things that require careful thought, but Lian Nian is good anywhere now, just I don't know the importance of reading, Fang Ye is by his side now, if one day Fang Ye is no longer by his side, what will he do

The two chatted on the city wall for a long time. The soldiers of the Longxiang Army saw their lord, and everyone seemed to be more energetic. Mo Jinyao has such strength. When they see it, they will not think that he is just They are just their leader. In their eyes, Mo Jinyao is their prince and their spiritual support. As long as the prince is still there, they will not be defeated.

When Mo Jinyao got down the city wall, it wasn't very late, but now Yun Ziyue was sleeping longer and longer, and Mo Jinyao was worried about what happened to her, so he went to ask the doctor specifically, and heard the doctor say This phenomenon is normal, so rest assured.

When he returned to the room, Yun Ziyue was already sound asleep. She was already a small person, but now she was curled up into a ball on the bed, her little head was not on the pillow, but on her forearm. There was still a smile on her face, even if she fell asleep now, she couldn't hide the stunning beauty of the girl herself. Mo Jinyao thought she should be like her mother, she was so good-looking.

As for her father, hum! Such a person is not worthy to be the father of his little girl.

Thinking of this, Mo Jinyao let the coolness off his clothes, and then he went to bed, hugged his girl in his arms, let her head rest on his arm, and then closed his eyes in satisfaction. Eye.

How smooth Mo Jinyao and others are now, how unsatisfactory Mo Wenli is now, and it is really because Lin Zhi sent the letter at the wrong time. He originally planned to hold the post-sealing ceremony. Such etiquette is a must in Tiansheng Indispensable, it is also an explanation to Xijing, a signal of a formal alliance, but now a letter has come.

It would be fine if this only reached his own hands, so that he can suppress this matter for a while, but this Lin Zhi is still smart enough to write another letter like this and send it to Prime Minister Fang. The news of the prime minister's son's death, isn't he still clear about Lin Zhi's intentions

Although Mo Wenli wanted Fang Bai to make meritorious service or die on the battlefield, he never expected that Fang Bai would die in such a battle.

It's just that now is the critical juncture of holding the post-sealing ceremony, but the son of Prime Minister Fang's family has passed away, and he still sacrificed his life for the country. If the post-sealing ceremony is still held as usual, then the wedding and funeral will be held together, Mo Wenli himself feels Not right.

The eunuch at the side looked at Mo Wenli frowning, very annoyed, and rolled his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if I should say something or not..."

"Say!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's not as good as us..." The eunuch's voice was so low that only two people could hear it clearly.

Mo Wenli frowned after listening to him, and praised him quite a lot.

next day

"The emperor is here!"

Following the high-pitched voice of the old eunuch, everyone knelt down to salute. Mo Wenli was very satisfied at this moment. Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment until he saw the one kneeling at the front, It was only when he was a person with gray hair that he put away his complacent thoughts.

This person is Prime Minister Fang, Fang Bai's father...

Mo Wenli covered his face and coughed softly, as if to cover up his guilty conscience.

"Everyone loves you in peace."

Another burst of Xie Majesty's voice sounded, and Mo Wenli sat firmly on the throne.

"Fang Aiqing gave birth to a good son. It's just that God doesn't follow people's wishes. Mo Jinyao, a bastard, actually killed your beloved son and hung it on the city wall to show the public. I am really heartbroken. But don't worry, Aiqing. I will definitely avenge Mr. Fang Bai."

If Mo Wenli hadn't said these words, it would have been somewhat sincere, but if the speaker was Mo Wenli, in the eyes of Prime Minister Fang, it was a dog who couldn't spit out ivory.

Fortunately, Prime Minister Fang knew that his son was not dead, but his sons and daughters were very safe, and nothing would happen under the protection of Prince Chen.

But Prime Minister Fang has been here for so many years, and he can't be said to be very proficient in acting, but it can be said to be very easy to deceive Mo Wenli.

"Your Majesty, you want to be the master of the old minister. You know that the old minister has only such a son. He is the heart of the old minister. Now he is hung on the city wall. The old minister can't even get his body back. The old minister is not alive. It's..."

Prime Minister Fang's words can be said to have burst into tears, and he seemed to be emotionally agitated. He actually stood up and wanted to hit the dragon pillar on the main hall. This frightened everyone, and even Mo Wenli was also terrified. If Prime Minister Fang really died in this hall today, then it would not be as simple as the ceremony for conferring the empress. It is not certain whether this great ceremony can be carried out.

After all, Prime Minister Fang has always kept himself safe, never committed any crimes, and he is also the prime minister of a country. If he died here and he still held a big banquet, he would really be criticized by the world.

Mo Wenli cares most about his own reputation, how could he let himself be criticized, he can be ruthless but others can't say it!

Amidst Mo Wenli's urgent stop, the ministers could be said to have spent all their strength to hold Prime Minister Fang who wanted to "commit suicide".

"Prime Minister Fang, don't be so excited. I know that the pain of losing a child makes you very uncomfortable, but you can't help but cherish your body. You are the prime minister of a country, how can you spoil yourself like this? Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you and take off Mo Jinyao's head as a sacrifice to Young Master Fang Bai. How about this, I will keep everything simple in the ceremony of conferring the empress, and the whole country will sacrifice to Young Master Fang."

Mo Wenli thought that what he said was sincere, but Prime Minister Fang wanted to scold someone when he heard it, listen, what the hell is this, just because he also wants the head of Prince Chen, I am afraid that Prince Chen's Long Xiang army will hit it Your palace, you are helpless!

Also, his son was in funeral? Hmph, his son didn't die at all, what funeral? What a bad luck!

But what he thinks in his heart and what he expresses on his face are two different things.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. It's just that Xijing wants to form an alliance with Tiansheng after all. I'm afraid it's not good to do so. Your Majesty should hold the grand ceremony as usual. Don't let the princess feel cold."

Mo Wenli nodded, thinking that the eunuch's method was really useful.

It's just that she didn't know what Prime Minister Fang was thinking, and took advantage of the chaos to fish for it. The more lively it was, the better.

"The prime minister serves the country and the people. He is a role model for my generation. All lovers should learn from it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In this way, the early morning came to an end.

After Mo Wenli came down to court, he went to the harem. At this time, he didn't know that the person he was going to marry was not a queen, but a poisonous snake, a poisonous snake that could put him to death.

"Aifei, why are you still taking it outside? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

When Mo Wenli entered the Xueluo Palace, he saw Yun Qianxue who was doing nothing outside, and immediately began to pretend.

"The concubine sees Your Majesty." Yun Qianxue supported her body, looking very delicate.

"What do you eat? How can you let the empress blow the wind outside?"

Mo Wenli didn't care about anything, he turned his head and began to reprimand the servants around Yun Qianxue.

"Your Majesty, the maidservant should die, it's just... it's just that the empress said that she should pray outside, so that she can pray for you. I pray that you are safe..."

"Speak up! Don't listen to her nonsense, Your Majesty." Yun Qianxue stopped the maid's next words just right, it was really green tea.

"Hahahaha, Aifei has a heart, let's go, let's go back to the house."

Mo Wenli's heart warmed up, looking at the woman in front of him, this time he really felt a little bit.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The two of them returned to the house, and the palace people were all serving.

"Aifei, have you been in good health these days?"

"Your Majesty, my concubine is very good, please worry about your majesty." Yun Qianxue's voice was so soft that she didn't know who she was trying to pinch to death.

Just as Mo Wenli was about to nod, the maid next to her seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and knelt down on the ground.

"Your majesty, even if you are a big servant, the servant has to say, Your Majesty, our mother's body is already weak, and now she is pregnant, she is even more disgusting, and the dishes brought by the imperial dining room have not been eaten. A few mouthfuls, this...how can it be said to be good?"

The maid kept talking on the ground, as if she didn't dare to look at Yun Qianxue.

Mo Wenli frowned.

"Xue'er, is that so? Why don't you tell me?" Mo Wenli looked at the woman in front of her, as if she had really lost weight.

"Your Majesty is tired of working on state affairs all day long. How can my concubine make Your Majesty worry about me anymore?"

When Mo Wenli heard this, he was very moved. Maybe he killed too many people, but he couldn't hear the hypocrisy.

He didn't even think about it, a maid, no matter how courageous she is, can she really disregard her life

But now Mo Wenli didn't know anything, and embraced the woman beside him who wanted to kill him,

"Xue'er really has a heart, I will stay with you for dinner today, okay?"

"... Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yun Qianxue's voice was soft, but Mo Wenli didn't see her face clearly, and of course he didn't see the flash of success on her face.

It has to be said that when Mo Wenli was here, the speed of the imperial dining room was still very fast. It didn't take long for the food to be put on the table, and of course there was a pot of wine on the table.

Yun Qianxue sat opposite each other, the woman took a wine glass in her hand, filled it up, and handed it to Mo Wenli.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is pregnant now, so she cannot drink with you."

"Hahaha, it's okay, my concubine has a heart."

Mo Wenli laughed, obviously very happy, because this wine is Mo Wenli's favorite drink, and Yun Qianxue just hit it off, Mo Wenli drank it all down, and didn't even notice that the wine was in the glass just now. The edge has already been rubbed by his concubine, who looked harmless at all, and traces of tiny powder entered the wine.

Yun Qianxue saw with her own eyes that he drank the wine, and her goal was achieved. She immediately relaxed a lot, thinking that what her mother said was right, as long as this man can no longer have children, then nothing will happen to her. .

Obviously, Mo Wenli also came with a purpose, and after he was about to drink and eat, he finally revealed his purpose.

"Xue'er, the Empress Dowager Ceremony will be held in a few days. I know I have wronged you, but the Empress Dowager Ceremony is no small matter..."