The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 331: Desperate to rely on the enchantress
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Chapter 331 Desperate to rely on the temptress
"When did the prince be so downhearted to rely on that enchantress..." Chu Mobei smiled bitterly, and walked back a few steps, almost falling.
"This matter cannot be blamed on His Royal Highness, the medicine was just a matter of reason. The emperor... Actually, the emperor has long been unable to tolerate King Xiaohan, and the prince doesn't need to blame himself." Huangfu Junxiu knew what Chu Mobei was distressed about, low. Sound of relief.
"Huangfu Junxiu..." Chu Mobei seemed to regain his senses, looking at the person in front of him with cold eyes.
"Weichen is here."
"Are you not thinking about going out! How dare you leave Moxin alone with Yao Mowan and come back by yourself! Go back immediately! If something happens to Moxin, you should know what to do!" Chu Mobei said to himself Will go to Yao Mowan, but there should always be someone to pass the message back and forth, Huangfu Junxiu is the best choice.
"Weichen will go tomorrow morning." Huangfu Junxiu saw Chu Mobei let go, and his heart was quite relieved. At least this head can last a few more days. As for how many days it can last, it depends on Yao Mowan. That's awesome.
"Tomorrow morning?" Chu Mobei raised his eyebrows and looked at Huangfu Junxiu, with a gloomy voice.
"The gate of Jeju city is closed now?" Huangfu Junxiu saw what Chu Mobei meant, but he could only enter the city tomorrow morning.
"Huh?"
"Weichen get up now, and ran over without stopping!" Seeing Chu Mobei's eyes darkened a bit, Huangfu Junxiu immediately arched his hands, his eyes firm.
"There are no extra horses in the hall." Even though Chu Mobei agreed with Huangfu Junxiu's actions, he cuts first and plays later, which is really hateful.
"It's okay, you can walk on foot!" Huangfu Junxiu made a vow, but he complained endlessly in his heart.
So Huangfu Junxiuzhen hiked from Kinmen to Mangwon, and then to Jeju. He didn't reach Jeju City until noon the next day. When he entered the Jeju Pavilion, he was tired and lost his life.
Yao Mowan didn't have too many surprises about Huangfu Junxiu's demise and return. Who else could someone like Chu Mobei really trust?
"How was Mo Xin's sleep last night?" Yao Mowan threaded the needle, her voice inadvertently tender.
"Back to the master, King Xiaohan cried all night." Upon hearing these words, Yao Mowan couldn't help but frowned, a drop of blood on his fingertips, red as a rose.
"Cry all night? When the palace left last night, he was still sleeping soundly?" Yao Mowan raised his eyes and looked at Yin Xue.
"That's an illusion. In fact, King Xiaohan hasn't slept all the time. When he left by himself, King Xiaohan covered himself in a quilt and cried all night." Yin Xue answered according to the facts.
"He...what did he say?" Yao Mowan felt that Chu Moxin should be babbling.
"No, the little cold king even cries very quietly, so he must be deliberately forbearing." Yin Xue's voice also contained compassion, thanks to Yao Mowan's gift, Yin Xue also paid special attention to the little prince, understanding After all about Chu Moxin, Yin Xue also felt distressed.
"It seems that he knows...Chu Xi, the old man! See how this palace can deal with him!" As long as he thinks of the grievances suffered by Chu Moxin, Yao Mowan hates this woman who did not at that time. How to look pleasing to the old king of Shu.
At this moment, Ting Yue opened the door and walked in.
"Niang Niang, your lunch." Ting Yue brought the meal in and walked slowly to the table.
"Have you eaten the little prince?" Yao Mowan said worriedly.
"Don't worry, the little prince's appetite is getting better. I ate a clean breakfast. During lunch, the servant and maid added an extra fried fish. The little prince has nothing left to eat!" Ting Yue reported happily.
After hearing this, Yao Mowan and Yin Xue looked at each other. At that time, Chu Moxin was drinking the best Longjing in Guanju Palace. He also felt that Yao Mowan was fooling him with leaves. How can he love to eat these things now? So Yao Mowan finally believed that someone could turn grief and anger into appetite.
In order to prevent Chu Moxin from eating uncontrollably, Yao Mowan deliberately instructed Tingyue to appropriately reduce Chu Moxin’s diet. Even so, Chu Moxin did not bother to be hungry, which shows that he does not really have such a good appetite. However, it was Huangfu Junxiu. Since he came to the hotel, Yao Mowan did not let him idle. The chopping of firewood in the kitchen belonged to him. The famous name is to strengthen his body and exercise his abdominal muscles, which caused Huangfu Junxiu’s tired backache. My legs hurt and I can't sleep every night.
"Yao Mowan, this king doesn't want to see flowers anymore. The flowers here are not as beautiful as Shu Palace!" In the hotel garden, Chu Moxin shook his leg and jumped off the stone bench.
"Then we go to feed the fish?" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and looked at Chu Moxin, suggesting.
"Feed the fish! Give the fish food to this king!" Before Yao Mowan could respond, Chu Moxin snatched all the small bag of fish food around.
"You can't feed too much, otherwise..." Yao Mowan wanted to say a few words, but when she thought that Chu Mo was aggrieved in confidence, she let him go. It didn't matter that the whole bag of fish food was poured by Chu Moxin to the koi in the pond.
"The fish here are no better than those in Shu Palace. Actually...Is it time for the king to return to Shu Palace? Father will miss me if he doesn't go back." The clear eyes are like stars in the midnight, shining like a flower. , These are the dust-free eyes Yao Mowan saw, and sincerity and longing were in those eyes.
"Wait a few more days, Mo Wan can't bear you! Besides, the clothes are not ready yet, so I will take them away when they are ready, so that Mo Wan will find someone to give it away." Looking at Chu Moxin's eyes, Yao Mo Wan was so distressed that she could feel Chu Moxin's love for the King of Shu, and that kind of father-son relationship did not need to be studied, but she knew it was strong. But Chu Moxin was shaved and hot, and Chu Xi's five-way killer had already arrived in Jeju.
"Women are trouble, so wait a few more days, but the time can't be too long. After a long time, my father will miss this king... and I will definitely think..." Chu Moxin said in the last sentence He had no confidence, so he repeated it again, which was relieved. Yao Mowan quietly wiped her tears and smiled.
The King of Shu’s five-way killer is not a problem for Yao Mowan. There are Yin Xue, Storm, Thunder, and Yan Nansheng, plus Yin Xiong and Duanhun Sanmeng who moved from Huangfu Junxiu, five-way killer. Come to die.
"If you kill King Shu, King Shu will not stop." Ye Junqing's words are what Yao Mowan is worried about. According to Huangfu Junxiu, the five-way killer has been with the Shu King for most of his life, and is highly valued by the Shu King. If they were to be killed, they would very likely arouse the Shu King's anger.
"There is no choice, the five-way killer is not dead, but the dead is Muxin. The prince will not regret it, right?" Yao Mowan held the tea, his voice was heavy.
"This king regrets many things, but this is the only thing I will never regret!" Ye Junqing had a solemn expression and a sonorous voice. Speechless, Yao Mowan pursed her lips and smiled. She was grateful for Ye Junqing's persistence.
Even if Chu Moxin already knows the facts, but if he doesn't say it, Yao Mowan will definitely not say it first. So while planning to deal with the five-way killer, Yao Mowan will still talk to Chu Moxin. It's just theirs. Dialogues often talk about chickens and ducks, and they have nothing to do with each other.
For example, Yao Mowan asked Chu Moxin that a meal would suit his appetite, but Chu Moxin's answer was that the room was too small, not as good as Shu Palace. Everything is good from the Shu Palace, the old man sitting there, so bad, Yao Mowan really hates Chu Xi, such a good son, he is so cruel to kill, did his head kick the donkey? ! A few donkeys kicked it!