Chapter 1512 (1/2)
The news of Mo Rong Zhan's serious injury soon spread, and the imperial court was worried about it. Fortunately, the empress's medical skills were excellent, and she would be able to cure the emperor.
After a few days, I heard that the emperor's injury had improved, and we finally felt relieved.
”Master, Mo Rong Zhan's injury is our opportunity. Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to attack?” Luo Cheng put a bowl of hot smoke medicine in front of Lu Lingzhi in his hand, making comments at the same time.
Lu Lingzhi took the medicine and drank it bit by bit, as if he didn't feel bitter at all.
”Mo Rong Zhan is injured. Are others injured?” Lu Lingzhi asked faintly, ”nowadays, there are no soldiers outside Kyoto. What do you think we can do?”
Don't say that there are forbidden soldiers everywhere. Even Mo Ronghui has not really believed him. They can't do anything now.
”That Mo Ronghui is really, what is he dallying about? He has to meet Lu Yaoyao before he leaves the palace.” If Mo Rong Hui's identity could not be used by them, who would look at his face and really think he was the prince?
Lu Lingzhi covered his mouth and coughed. Luo Cheng took the bowl from his hand in a hurry.
”Don't worry about your body, master?” Luo Cheng looked at Lu Lingzhi anxiously. ”I knew I would not have killed Duanmu ya. Let him treat you.”
”No one in the world can cure me.” Lu Lingzhi said lightly, ”recently Mo Rong Yi and Zhao Ning are still checking our people?”
A few days ago, Murong Yi did not know where to hear what, actually began to check Zhao Ning's people, fortunately, he found in time, ”you can rest assured, I will not let Mo Rong Yi find anything.”
”Disclose this matter to Zhao Rao, let her think Mo Rong Yi does not believe Zhao Ning.” Lu Lingzhi said.
”Yes, I know what to do.” Luo Cheng said with a smile.
After Lu Lingzhi asked Luo Cheng to step back, he covered his chest and coughed violently. There was a smell of sweet smell in his throat. He swallowed hard and gasped heavily.
His health is getting worse and worse. I don't know how long he can last. He has done so much to not die now. Even if he can't destroy Mo Rong Zhan's kingdom of Jin, he doesn't want him to be better.
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After the Spring Festival, Shangyuan Festival is still a few days away, but the whole city of Kyoto has been immersed in the festivities. There are Lantern Festival every year. The evening is the most lively time. Although it is not yet this day, many people are looking forward to it, such as Mingyu.
”Mother, will you let me out of the palace on the day of Shangyuan Festival?” Mingyu embraces Ye Zhen's arm, small body soft ground leans on her side, the voice soft ground prays.
”We also have lanterns in the palace.” Ye Zhen said with a smile that she had intended to take Mingxi and Mingyu out to play, and now there are so many things, she is not at ease to let the two children out of the palace.
”Mingyu pouted,” the palace is not lively at all. ”
”Good, I'll take you out next year.” Ye Zhen coaxes her daughter.
”No, No Mingyu shook his head forcefully, broke free from Ye Zhen's arms, took a small short leg and ran to the Mo Rong Zhan on the soft couch, ”father, father, can you take me?”
Ye Zhen frown, ”your father emperor body still has injury, how to take you out?”
Mingyu is very aggrieved, her mouth is flat, and her eyes are wet and she looks at Mo Rong Zhan.
Mo Rong Zhan was reading the memorial. When his daughter looked at him like this, his heart immediately softened. In fact, he was not hurt at all. He was beaten. In order to make people outside believe that he had been injured for several days, it should be no problem to leave the palace on the day of Shangyuan Festival.
”Well, my father will take you out of the palace.” Mo Rong Zhan nodded and agreed to come down, raised his hand and touched her head, ”Mingyu should be obedient.”