Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 131|It’s not the law

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The time waiting for the ancestor of Qingwu to appear is boring.

Mo Li was a little puzzled, because the ancestor of Qingwu should have already entered the imperial city.

They left Shangyun Mountain later than the ancestor of Qingwu, entered the imperial palace through the secret road, and delayed for a while in the east palace. The ancestor of Qingwu just went to find a second prince to determine the life and death of the other party. How could it be so slow? ?

"Maybe the ancestor of Qingwu was a little smarter than we thought, and he also used a roundabout way." Meng Qi said sullenly.

His voice came from the top of Moli's head.

The range of dead ends is just so big. The national teacher refuses to become gerbils, nor can he become fat dolls, so he can only learn from geckos.

Relying on light work and high internal strength, the body is close to the wall, and one foot is on the corner of the wall, just so aggrieved, shrinking himself there.

This is because the walls in the palace are so high, otherwise they can't hide.

Moli ignored him. He was using his fingertips to gently pinch the end of the bridge of his nose between his eyes. There were several acupuncture points, which could make him more awake by stimulation with spiritual energy.

"Doctor, I'm hungry."

"..."

"Doctor, we have not eaten or rest for two or three days."

Seeing that the Moli was unmoved, Meng Qi changed his tone and said in a persuasive tone, "Why don't we take turns to rest, the doctor sleeps against the wall for a while, I will watch the movement in front of Wanhe Hall."

Mo Li didn't speak, he thought Meng Qi must have something to follow.

Sure enough, Meng Qi’s next sentence came--

"Or make it smaller, let me hold the doctor."

Mo Lei said in his heart, never.

Whether you beat the emperor with a fat doll on your back or become a fat doll and beat the emperor, it will hurt your face!

"Think about it, after we get smaller, our martial arts are still there, maybe we have to be more flexible..."

"Why are you the same?"

"Lu Zhang is afraid of me." Meng Qi said naturally.

No one is afraid of a child. The face of a national teacher is still very important.

"You can change back then." Mo Li couldn't help but quarreled with him, "What you refused to do, but asked me to come, what are you thinking of."

"The doctor really wronged me when he said that." Meng Qi sighed decently.

Mo Carp's expression remains unchanged, unmoved at all.

Meng Qi touched his nose, secretly thinking that the doctor is really the most determined person among the people he has ever met.

Although the former friends also had firm beliefs, some of them were wise and sober, and after careful analysis, they were not tempted by interests and foreign objects, and some of them swayed for a while and then resolutely returned to the original path.

Mo Lei’s situation is different, he is particularly calm.

It's definitely a good quality to start a war.

The warrior died by the sword, and the wise man was defeated by conspiracy.

——A person who is always calm and composed may not be famous in the world, but it is difficult to lose.

Well, isn't this me? Meng Qi reacted afterwards with a smile in his eyes.

Mo Li couldn't see Meng Qi's expression. He keenly felt that someone suddenly became happy. For no reason, what happened?

"You said I wronged you, but you are... very happy?"

"Oh, I just remembered the past. I thought that I led the soldiers in the war, and I was not defeated. It was not written in the history books and documents of the Chu Dynasty? The prince didn't know it!"

"..."

The fat mouse was filled with righteous indignation, and the cheeks were puffed up with anger.

He continued to squeeze the bridge of his nose to dispel the inexplicable picture, and solemnly corrected: "We are just going to stop the ancestor Qingwu's conspiracy, and by the way, we will beat Lu Zhang again, not fighting."

Meng Qi glanced at the ink carp below, and thought that some things were harder than fighting, such as how to confuse the person in his mind and make him shake.

"If I become a gerbil with the doctor, after the ancestor Qingwu appears, I have to find a hidden corner to wear clothes? I can’t do it without wearing clothes, what should the ancestor Qingwu think ?"

Moli: "..."

The reason is this, but when I think about it carefully, this is very wrong.

What does it mean to be with the doctor? If people come, they must first get dressed in a hurry?

Meng Qi continued: "Children can't change, they will be exposed."

"How to say?"

Mo Li was taken aback, isn't the reason just now that the face of the national teacher is more important to scare people?

"I'm fat." Meng Qi said plausibly, "You were also a lot fatter than you are now. The height here is enough. What's missing is the width and the narrow corners that adults can hide. Children may not be able to hide them. Isn't it?"

"..."

Mo Lei visually inspected the scope of this dead corner, and felt that after someone became smaller, he was not fat enough to fit in this corner. It was totally nonsense! Where is so fat? !

It's a plump, fat doll, not a pig.

Mo Lei raised his head and stared at Meng Qi, what he wanted to say, after all, he was poor in words.

——After the dragon vein gets older, can you be so shameless?

If Meng Qi knew what Moli was thinking, he would definitely refute it. What does this have to do with getting older? Nonsense, there is no such thing! He is telling the truth!

The ink carp looked for it in his luggage and found a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy, which I bought in Yongzhou.

He threw the sugar up and said calmly: "There is only this one, you can eat it."

Before encountering Moli, Meng Qi was fine without eating for five days. Being hungry was just an excuse for him. He didn't want Moli to continue to be immersed in the mess of Qi Chao.

Seeing that he couldn't divert Moli's attention, after the doctor threw a piece of 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: "Before Lu Zhang's death, Qi Dynasty will continue for a few more years, and the world will not be in chaos immediately. The doctor does not need to think about it anymore. Even if you cure the prince's disease, the prince still lacks capable people. The crisis still cannot be resolved. Your teacher didn’t tell you that a healer can cure a disease, but it can’t cure your life."

"I'm sorry."

Mo Li regretfully said, "If he met me earlier, or those elder doctors dared to act, he wouldn't turn into a serious illness. Even if he is not a prince, but a commoner on the roadside, I will feel melancholy." /

Doctors can't help sighing for patients who are too late to save.

"By the way, when I was in the East Palace, the prince said that people with the surname Lu could not keep the throne sooner or later. I saw the changes in the doctor's expression, as if...what do you want to say?" Meng Qi asked inquiringly.

Mo Li was a little surprised. His mood didn't change much at the time. That thought just passed by, and Meng Qi noticed it?

Mo Li's mood is complicated, not because of what Meng Qi mentioned, but because he found that Meng Qi is always paying attention to his words and deeds and even subtle changes in his expression.

If this is the enemy, it's pretty scary.

If you change to the person you like...

Furthermore, Meng Qi is happy when he sees Moli's thoughtful expression. It seems that the doctor finally understands the heart of yearning, and the meaning of admiration will make one's mind rest firmly on the other person.

Look, the doctor's expression seemed a bit serious.

"So I didn't do enough."

The voice of Mo Li sounded, and Meng Qi's spirit was lifted.

Not bad! That's it!

"As a doctor, my care for the patients is not as good as your usual attention to me." Mo Li nodded solemnly, "It's mine."

Meng Qi, who found things different from what he imagined: "..."

Moli raised his head slightly, admiring someone's stagnant expression.

The national teacher is the national teacher, even the dumbfounded expression is more unpredictable than others, at least now, in the eyes of people who don't know Meng Qi, it is more like a wandering thing with empty eyes.

It's a pity, it must be very interesting to change to the golden dragon entrenched in the sky above Taijing, suddenly dumbfounded.

"Cough." Mo Li cleared his throat.

"Doctor?" Meng Qi responded instinctively.

He recovered and realized that Moli might be joking with him.

But he didn't find any signs of joking in Moli. Besides, the doctor had a good temperament and was not a joker at all. Meng Qi was so entangled that he forced himself to forget the scene just now and turned the topic back carefully.

"You do not agree with the prince's words, because what did you think of?"

"...Well, I think the prince looks like a person."

"Who?"

Meng Qi asks this because he and Moli have no concept of beauty and ugliness about people's looks. Under normal circumstances, they don't recall which of the people they have met that look alike.

Because in Longmai's heart, everyone's appearance is different, unless it is as obvious as twins and brothers.

So Moli is also uncertain. The appearance of others is rare and unsure of Moli. You can only relied on the unforgettable ability to piece together the faces of the suspect.

"To be precise, there are two people who are similar to the Prince. We have both met."

"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 wrinkled his brows, remembering that when he met the Sixth Prince in the Yongzhou Emperor’s Tomb, Moli had also said the same thing. He said that the Sixth Prince was a bit familiar. I've seen familiarity caused by similar-looking or blood relatives.

"Yancen." Moli said decisively.

The second master of Shimoshan, his eyes are partly similar to those of the Sixth Prince, but they don’t resemble much.

The similarities between the prince and the six princes are a bit more. The problem is that this part has a subtle overlap with Yan Cen.

"A coincidence?"

"I don’t know. When we were in Shimoshan, I thought Yan Cen was a bit weird. He claimed that he was almost beaten to death when he was born because the servants in the family received his mother’s great favor and secretly killed him. Take it out and entrust it to a high monk. Then he grew up in a Buddhist temple and learned martial arts to travel through the rivers and lakes. Then he lived in the Shimo cottage. It is not surprising that he can learn martial arts in the Buddhist temple, but where did he learn the art of war?" Meng Qi seriously Said, "Those people tried to break into the Shimo cottage that day, and Yan Cen led others to stop him. The few orders he gave were not a rash way."

Mo Lei quickly matched what Yan Cen had said that day with the Qi Dynasty imperial family and Lu Zhang's temperament that he had just learned about, and he couldn't help feeling horrified.

If this is true, Yan Cen may be a prince who has no teeth.

He was born different. The appearance of the prince is either a demon or a monster. It is absolutely impossible to stay, or even to be known. Because his father was a country that was usurped to the throne, and he won such a son, isn't he afraid of being said to be a god?

Yan Cen was really fate for not being killed on the spot.

"...Do you think the prince knows about this?"

As soon as Moli's voice fell, there was a loud bang in front of Wanhe Hall.

The ancestor of Qingwu appeared.