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Chapter 84 Acacia (1)

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    The emperor and Mr. Zhao, who were wearing bright yellow uniforms, walked in the front. Mr. Zhao held a lamp in his hand, his eyebrows were lowered, and there was a group of guards behind him. If the emperor wanted to be quiet, then it was only on the surface.  Quietness should also be maintained well.

    The boots stepped on the snow-covered dead leaves, creaking lightly, and the more he walked, the more remote, Zhao Suo quietly identified the direction, was startled, and waited more carefully, not daring to speak casually.

    For a while, emptiness and indifference filled this place shrouded in light.

    "Do you think I'm making a fuss out of a molehill?"

    At some point, Duan Muheng stopped and asked as if chatting.

    "The Holy Majesty must have his own considerations, and it is not the old slave who is dull and can understand!"

    Zhao Suo bent down even more. As a person around the emperor, he knew too much, which was not good. There were many things that he couldn't avoid even if he wanted to, so he made a bitter face quietly.

    Duan Muheng was in a good mood tonight. Hearing Zhao Suo's flattery, he laughed: "You old guy, you can't say anything nasty!"

    Duan Muheng sighed: "You also grew up with Ruier, tell me, what is his temperament like?"

    It was not the first time that the emperor asked such a question. Zhao Suo gathered his energy and was about to read out the same answer step by step. Duan Muheng waved his hand lightly, and Director Zhao swallowed back what he was about to say.

    "I'm also confused, what are you doing?"

    "The emperor is in his prime, how old is he? You still want to watch the birth of His Royal Highness's heir with your own eyes!"

    Zhao Suo hurriedly said that some of the emperor's recent words and demeanor made him feel ominous.

    "Yes, I still can't let go"

    Duan Muheng sighed and said to himself: "Rui'er's temperament is said to be cold and ruthless, but in fact he is the most fragile, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. It's okay if such a person doesn't encounter obsession.  His temper will eventually be hurt by love!"

    "As an emperor, the last thing you should have is infatuation, that is the emperor's taboo!"

    Looking up, on the plaque mottled by the years, the three characters of Fengzao Palace can be vaguely seen. It is the palace where his favorite woman once lived. It is a heartache that he can't let go of in his life.  Son, repeat the same mistakes.

    "How can I have the heart to let Rui'er be blamed by the world"

    Infatuation is a taboo for emperors, but being infatuated with a man is even more absurd than a wise monarch can do. His prince wants to become the ruler of this fertile land of thousands of miles, and he wants to leave a mark in the history books.  A heavy handed down fragrance, he does not allow anyone to ruin his own child.

    "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Isn't His Highness the Crown Prince at peace of mind to get married and consummate the concubine's concubine? His Royal Highness's temperament will definitely not cause any problems"

    Zhao Suo said with a smile, stealing his attention to Duan Mu Heng's complexion, his calm and solemn appearance was like a statue without emotion, which made him afraid.

    Duan Muheng's eyes were still looking at the somewhat broken plaque: "I told Rui'er that if he married his wife honestly, then Liu Moyan would be safe and sound. Now, I really don't know but I should be relieved."  It's time to be even more worried about Rui'er reining in from the cliff"

    Duan Muheng didn't know how to deal with Liu Moyan, so that he could protect Duan Jinrui without hurting the relationship between father and son, and the person he was talking about was no better than the father¡ª¡ª

    With a stabbing sound, Liu Moyan pulled out the arrow with the barb on his arm without changing his expression. There was still a piece of flesh hanging on the barb, and a large spot of blood spilled out, letting the person in front of him who was going to treat the wound  The elementary school apprentice looked panicked: "My lord, you, why did you pull it out by yourself, in case you hurt your muscles"

    The little apprentice's hands were trembling, with messy blood stains on them, and he couldn't speak clearly.

    Liu Moyan glanced at him coldly, didn't say anything harsh, reached out and took out the golden sore medicine from his bosom, tore off the clothes around the blood hole, and with a flick of his finger, the cork drew a beautiful arc  , landed on the table, with a flick of the wrist, the milky white finely ground medicine powder evenly sprinkled on the wound, and the surging blood stopped a lot immediately.

    The skin on Liu Moyan's mouth is still white and delicate, but, taking advantage of the several light-colored scars left on the battlefield during these days, and the blood hole formed just now, it does not have a sense of majesty and chill, the little apprentice  Glancing at it, he hurriedly lowered his head.

    "Get out! Change the basin of water!"

    Raising his head, he gave instructions to the bewildered little apprentice, Liu Moyan frowned, this timeStrangely, he lowered his voice: "Your Highness asked me to take good care of you, and there is nothing else to explain"

    Liu Moyan let out a sigh, a little disappointed, Qi Pengfei didn't know why, and patted his heart: "Don't worry, at least on this three-acre land, I still have some face, Mo Yan, you have real skills,  Your Highness will definitely not be disappointed!"

    Will Duan Jinrui be disappointed?  Liu Moyan didn't know if he was thinking about him now, but he just knew that he missed that man very much, his dark and focused eyes, the shallow smile on his cold face, and the faint fragrance lingering on his body.

    Finding a crystal-clear jade from under the pillow, Liu Moyan's expression was filled with a touch of melancholy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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