The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Mo Jinyao glanced at Fang Ye, who was standing side by side on the city wall, and said,

"The moonlight is good tonight, this king will come out and enjoy the moon."

Fang Ye glanced at the faint crescent in the sky, and stopped talking. Whatever the prince said, he could not refute anything after all.

Mo Jinyao also knew that his reason was a bit far-fetched, but could he tell his general that his princess is pregnant and he can't touch him, and he can only look at this sad mood? In fact, before meeting Yun Ziyue, even Mo Jinyao himself thought he was an ascetic person, but after meeting Yun Ziyue...

He felt that he had completely changed, and he became a person who "fascinated his intelligence".

Compared to being unable to sleep in the room, Lord Chen decided to blow cold wind on the wall, look at the fireworks inside and outside the city, and go to his own heat.

"When does the prince plan to leave?" Fang Ye looked at the thick night and suddenly asked Mo Jinyao.

"In two days, there are still rats hiding in the dark in the city. After cleaning them up, we will set off."

Under normal circumstances, such a question is not something 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 with him since Mo Jinyao came to the border. These years Always guarding the border, and rarely even return to his own home, how can such friendship be ordinary subordinates?

Fang Ye nodded, "Indeed, there are really some rats in the city, but...why didn't the prince send the people who Mo Wenli here were also killed, these people should have died."

Mo Jinyao smiled, very cruel.

"Mo Wenli has the ability to take advantage of this king's absence to make small actions, how can this king make him live so comfortably? This king wants to let him know that even if this king is not in the capital, he listened to it. You have to shrink like a mouse!"

Mo Jinyao wouldn't let him die just like that. It would be cheaper for him to die. What he wanted was to let him live in fear until he died!

Fang Ye looked at the man next to him. Under the faint light and shadow of the tower, his face seemed to be coated with a layer of frost, and he looked chilling and very distressed.

"How about for years?" Mo Jinyao remembered that he and Fang Ye should have guarded the city together for years.

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

Fang Ye smiled and finished speaking, Mo Jinyao's face also showed a slight smile, and he knew that it would be difficult for him to see these things that require careful attention for years, but it’s good for years now, that’s I don’t know the importance of reading. Now Fang Ye is by his side. If Fang Ye is not by his side one day, what will he do?

The two people chatted for a long time on the city wall. The soldiers of the Longxiang Army saw their prince. Everyone seemed to be more energetic. Mo Jinyao had such power. When they saw it, they wouldn’t think he was just Their leader is only. 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 stepped down the city wall, it was actually not too late, but Yun Ziyue was sleeping longer and longer. Mo Jinyao was worried about what happened to her, so he deliberately asked the doctor and heard the doctor say This phenomenon is normal, so you can rest assured.

When he returned to the room, Yun Ziyue was already asleep. He was already a small person, but now he curled up into a tuft on the bed. Instead of resting his head on the pillow, Yun Ziyue was resting on his forearm. Enter, with a smile on her face, even if she is asleep now, she can't hide the beauty of the girl herself. Mo Jinyao thinks that she should be like her mother, who looks so good-looking.

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

Thinking about this, Mo Jinyao let the little coolness on his clothes fade, and then went to bed, hugged his girl in his arms, put her head on his arm, and closed it with satisfaction. eye.

…

How smooth Mo Jinyao and others are now, how unsatisfactory the current Mo Wenli is. It is really the time for Lin Zhi to deliver the letter. He originally planned to hold the post-approval ceremony. This kind of etiquette is indispensable in Tiansheng. Indispensable, it was also an explanation to Xijing, a signal of a formal alliance, but now a letter came.

It would be okay if this was only passed to his own hands, so that he could hold down the matter for a period of time, but Lin Zhi was still smart, and wrote another letter like this and sent it to Prime Minister Fang. This is Fang Fang. The news of the death of the prime minister's son, is Lin Zhi still unclear about Lin Zhi's intention?

Although Mo Wenli wanted to make Fang Bai perform meritorious service or die on the battlefield, he really did not expect that Fang Bai would die in such a battle.

It’s just that now is the critical moment for the post-approval ceremony, but the prime minister’s son passed away and he still sacrificed his life for the country. If the post-apocalyptic ceremony is held as usual, then the funeral and funeral will be held together, and Mo Wenli feels it himself. It's wrong.

The big **** on the side looked at Mo Wenli frowning, looking very annoyed, his eyes rolled.

"Your Majesty, the old slave has something I don't know if it should be said or not..."

"Say!"

"Yes, your Majesty, it's better than us..." The eunuch's voice was very low, and only two people could hear it clearly.

After listening to Mo Wenli, he stretched his brows and admired him.

…

Next day

"The emperor is here!"

With the sharp voice of the old eunuch, everyone kneeled and saluted. Mo Wenli was very satisfied at this time. He looked at the people kneeling on the ground with an inexplicable sense of accomplishment until he saw the one kneeling on the front. Only when people with white hair put away their pride.

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

Mo Wenli concealed his face and coughed softly, as if to conceal his guilty conscience.

"All the love is flat."

There was another burst of His Majesty Xie's voice, and Mo Wenli sat firmly on the throne.

"Fang Aiqing gave birth to a good son, but the gods did not do what others wanted. The **** Mo Jinyao killed your beloved son and hung it on the city wall to show the public. I am really sad. However, Aiqing can rest assured. I will definitely take revenge on Fang Bai's son."

If these words were not made by Mo Wenli, it would be a bit of true feeling, but if the speaker was Mo Wenli, in the eyes of Prime Minister Fang, this would mean that the dog could not 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 Lord Chen.

But Prime Minister Fang has been here for so many years, and he cannot be said to be very proficient in acting, but it can be said that it is very easy to trick Mo Wenli into the past.

"Your Majesty, you want to be the master for the old minister, you know, the old minister is just such a son, that is the heart and soul of the old minister, but now it is hung on the wall, even the body of the old minister can't be taken back, and the old minister is not alive. Up..."

The words of Prime Minister Fang could be said to have burst into tears, and he said that he was emotionally excited. He actually stood up and wanted to hit the dragon pillar on the main hall. This frightened everyone, even Mo Wenli was also shocked. If Prime Minister Fang really died in this hall today, it would not be as simple as the post-sealing ceremony. It is not certain whether this big gift can be carried out.

After all, the Prime Minister Fang has always guarded himself, and he has never committed anything. Moreover, he is also the prime minister of a country. If he died here, he would host a banquet, it would really be criticized by the world.

Mo Wenli cares about his reputation the most. How could he be criticized? He can be ruthless but others can't say it!

In Mo Wenli's urgent stop sound, the ministers could say that they had used all of their power to hold down Prime Minister Fang who wanted to "succumb to life".

"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 ruin yourself so much? Don't worry. I will definitely take revenge for you and take off Mo Jinyao's head to pay homage to Young Master Fang Bai. Then, I will keep everything simple in my post-approval ceremony, and the whole country will sacrifice to Young Master Fang."

Mo Wenli thought that he was sincere, but Prime Minister Fang wanted to curse after hearing this. Listen, what a thing is this, because he also wants the head of the Prince Chen, I'm afraid it is the Long Xiangjun of the Prince Chen that has hit him. Your palace, you are helpless!

Also, my son is going to be funeral? Humph, his son didn't die at all, what kind of mourning? What a bad luck!

But what he thought in his heart and what he showed on his face were two different things. Prime Minister Fang burst into tears.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, but this Xijing is going to be in alliance with my Heavenly Sage after all. I'm afraid it is not good to do so. Your Majesty should hold the ceremony as usual, don't let the princess feel chill.

Mo Wenli nodded, saying that the method the **** said was really useful.

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

"The prime minister serves the country and the people, and he is a model for my generation, and all the people of love should learn well."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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

Mo Wen went down and 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 viper, a viper that could kill him.

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

Mo Wenli walked into the Xueluo Hall and saw Yun Qianxue who didn't know what she was doing outside, and suddenly began to be hypocritical.

"Concubines, see Your Majesty." Yun Qianxue helped her body and looked very delicate.

"What do you eat? How can you let the lady blow the air outside?"

Mo Wenli didn't care about the three seven twenty one, turned his head and began to reprimand the servant beside Yun Qianxue.

"Your Majesty, the maidservant **** it, it's just...it's just the lady who said she would pray outside, so that she can pray for you. Pray for your safety..."

"Talk about it! Your Majesty, don't listen to her nonsense." Yun Qianxue just right prevented the palace lady from saying what she was going to say. It was really green tea.

"Hahahaha, Concubine Ai is interested, let's go back to the house."

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

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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

"Ai, have you been okay these days?"

"Your Majesty, your concubines are very good, and your Majesty is worried." Yun Qianxue's voice was soft, and she didn't know who she wanted to kill.

Mo Wenli just wanted to nod his head, when the court lady next to her looked like she couldn't stand it, she knelt on the ground.

"Manny, even your maidservant, the maidservant must also say, Your Majesty, our maid-in-law's body was originally weak, but she is pregnant now, and if she is sick, she has not eaten the dishes delivered from the Imperial Dining Room in recent days. A few mouthfuls, how can this be said to be good?"

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

Mowen frowned.

"Xue'er, is that true? Why are you different from me?" Mo Wenli looked at the woman in front of him, and seemed to be really thin.

"Your Majesty has worked hard for national affairs all day long, and has been very tired. How can his concubines make your Majesty worry about me again?"

As soon as Mo Wenli heard this, he was impressed. Maybe it was because he had killed too many people, but he couldn't hear the falsehood.

He also didn't want to think, even if a handmaid has the courage, can she really ignore her life?

But the current Mo Wenli still didn't know anything, and embraced the woman who wanted to kill him.

"Xue'er is really interested, I will stay with you today for dinner, okay?"

"...Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yun Qianxue's voice was soft, but Mo Wenli did not see her face clearly, and of course he did not see the triumphant look that flashed past her face.

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

Yun Qianxue sat facing 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 can't accompany you to drink."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, Concubine Ai has a heart."

Mo Wenli laughed, obviously very happy, just because this wine is Mo Wenli's favorite drink, Yun Qianxue just did what he liked, Mo Wenli drank it all, and didn't even notice that it was in the glass just now. The edge had already been rubbed by his own, watching the slightest harmless concubine, and a trace of tiny powder entered the wine.

Yun Qianxue saw him drank the wine with his own eyes, and the goal was achieved. He immediately relaxed a lot, thinking that his mother was right. As long as this man can no longer have children, then she will have nothing to do. .

Obviously, Mo Wenli also came with a purpose, and finally said his purpose after he was about to satiate himself.

"Yue'er, the post-sealing ceremony will be in a few days. I know that you have been wronged, but the post-sealing ceremony is not trivial..."