After saying that, Ji Moxiu lightly called someone in, and the eunuch headed by Ji An, "Take care of the emperor's dragon body, and don't allow Wen Zixuan to enter the emperor's bedroom again." ”Ji An didn't dare to raise his head, knelt on the ground, and respectfully responded, "Yes." ”Ji Moxiu left the dormitory, his ink-colored robe lined with a straight back like a pine, reflected in Ji Liangchen's eyes, like a majestic mountain that no one could shake, with unparalleled power, and a terrifying mysterious and unfathomable aura.Ji Liangchen sat down on the dragon couch dejectedly, and a kind of powerless paleness slowly grew in his heart.Leaving the emperor's bedroom, Ji Mo Xiujing returned to the Mowang Mansion, and said "Let Fengyang go to the king's mansion", revealing a cold and ruthless dark atmosphere, a respectful voice in the air sounded briefly, and then after a faint almost imperceptible sound of breaking wind, the air returned to silence in an instant.Back at the Mowang Mansion, countless masters in the dark knelt down silently to greet him, with an eternal piety and humility, the entire palace seemed to show an extreme silence because of the return of the master, and no noise could be heard.Ji Moxiu went to the study.The study is the place where Ji Moxiu stays most often in the palace, and it is also the most important and terrifying place in the palace.Outside the study, a figure in Tsing Yi knelt straight on the bluestone slab ground under the steps, a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old man, with a straight and handsome face, a well-trimmed and sturdy body, exuding a strong and strong aura that could not be ignored, like a sharp and sharp ancient sword - he is indeed a sharp sword, but the owner of this sword is too powerful, controlling his life and death and fate, can make him an invincible sword king without much effort, and can also make him a useless scrap metal in an instant.At this time, it is a kneeling posture, and it is also standard as if people can't pick out a trace of imperfections, straight, silent, and there is no trace of emotion in the bottom of the eyes, like a black iron scabbard that will never bend.However, as soon as Ji Moxiu's figure appeared in sight, his straight back instantly bent down, touched the ground with his forehead, and leaned over to greet him, with the same humble and deferential posture as all the shadow guards in this palace.When his forehead touched the ground, the sweat on his forehead quickly gathered into a small puddle of water under his head.His clothes were all wet, and his face, which had no emotion, was faintly pale, silent, humble, and submissive, which was not as good as this sweat and paleness, and could show the pain he endured at this time.The corner of the black noble robe stopped one step in front of him, Ji Moxiu glanced down at him expressionlessly, and his cold voice was full of ruthlessness, "Healed?"
”"Yes."
The man in Tsing Yi replied with a respectful and short word, then straightened up, raised his hand to untie his upper shirt, and faded to his waist, revealing his strong chest.The scars on the body a month ago have healed, including the brand on the shoulder, there is no trace at all, from the neck down, the whole wheat skin reveals a healthy and flawless color, it looks really pleasing to the eye, if the women in the world see it, I am afraid that most people will be obsessed with it.However, this does not mean that such perfection can be maintained forever.Ji Moxiu just swept lightly, didn't say a word, raised his feet and stepped on the stone steps in front of the study, leaving him with an indifferent and ruthless back.Raising his hand to put on his clothes back, the man in Tsing Yi's eyes drooped slightly, still maintaining the most standard kneeling posture, even if his body was close to exhaustion, he did not show a single inch on his face - except for the cold sweat that continued to pour out on his forehead.Ji Moxiu stepped into the study, a burst of tea fragrance came, he glanced up casually, walked calmly to the back of the bookcase, and sat down silently.An eighteen or nineteen-year-old man in white walked to the desk with a freshly brewed tea, presented the teacup, and reported in a timely manner, "Master, Xiao Gongzi has been kneeling for two days." ”Xiao Gongzi is Xiao Xuehan, the hall master of the Guiyuan Palace.And this man in white, up and down the palace, including Qin Fengyang and Xiao Xuehan, who often go in and out of the palace, including the seven guards and thirteen shadows in the palace, and the housekeeper who has been serving in the palace for more than ten years, no one knows his identity and origin - except for Ji Moxiu.Hearing his words, Ji Moxiu didn't speak, took the teacup and took a sip in silence."
Master."
Seeing this, the man in white continued to speak, but changed the topic, "Mr.
Xuan has an accident." ”As soon as these words came out, Ji Moxiu raised his eyes, frowned almost imperceptibly, and had no extra expression, but the man in white knelt down instantly."
Qinghua, when is Xiao Xuehan's matter important enough to be ranked first?"
The man in white's name is Qinghua, and he is the only one who can serve Ji Moxiu closely.When Ji Moxiu entered the study, the first thing he said was that Xiao Xuehan knelt outside for two days, and Mr.
Xuan had an accident, but he was put behind before saying - although for Ji Moxiu, there is nothing really important in this world that is worthy of his attention, but the difference in order still makes him feel unhappy.Mr.
Xuan had an accident, at least it was a serious matter, and Xiao Xuehan was just a house slave."
Qinghua is guilty."
Ji Mo cultivated: "What happened to him?"
”"The internal injuries are serious, and I am afraid that I will not be able to recover within a few years."
Qinghua bowed his head and replied, and after speaking, he explained, "He was injured by his own apprentice." ”"Apprentice?"
Ji Moxiu gently hooked his lips, and on his face, which had rarely smiled, the arc that was almost imperceptible at this time was with a kind of merciless ridicule and indifference, "It's really unexpected." ”After a pause, he said casually: "But it shouldn't be too unexpected, it's Xuantian himself who is too light on the enemy, thinking that all the apprentices in this world should respect their teachers, so they were injured, and they are also to blame." ”"Mr.
Xuan's apprentice skills don't seem to be so profound, at least compared to Mr.
Xuan, there is undoubtedly the difference between Xiaohe and Jianghai."
Qinghua's tone showed incomprehension, but he still lowered his eyes respectfully, "Mr.
Xuan's injury in his hand makes people almost unbelievable. ”"There's nothing impossible in this world."
Ji Moxiu said lightly, "Do your best to fight, even if it is a mayfly, it is completely possible to shake the big tree."
However, to the surprise of this king, that Chu Feimo was also a person who had no desires and no desires, and this time for the emperor and queen of Fengcang, he was willing to pay such a huge price, just to strangle the danger that had not yet come, which was really impressive. ”Sit up and take notice.Qinghua couldn't tell whether this sentence meant that Chu Feimo's actions impressed him, or whether Emperor Fengcang could let Chu Feimo make such a sacrifice, and felt impressed.