Smash the little fairy doctor, relying on fortune-telling to popularize the entire dynasty

Things that cannot be avoided naturally must be faced head on.

The two of them followed Eunuch Sheng to the palace in a carriage. After entering the palace, one went to the Imperial Study Room to meet the emperor, while the other went to the direction of the Imperial Master's Palace.

Xiao Jingmo, who was wearing a mask and walking inside the palace wall, was particularly conspicuous, and many palace residents peeked over.

Seeing Eunuch Sheng walking in front to lead the way, they all speculated on the man's background.

After all, you are not allowed to cover your face when meeting the Holy Master, unless you are particularly merciful. This person not only covered his face but also covered it completely, which can be said to be unprecedented.

What is more eye-catching than the mask is the innate noble temperament of Xiao Jingmo, which is not inferior to any prince in the imperial city. The man walks steadily in the middle of the road, not afraid of the oppressive feeling of this gorgeous and huge palace.

His eyes swept across a corner inadvertently, and hidden memories flashed through him instantly.

That was Xiao Jiu who was still being bullied in the palace, and it was one of the few memories that could make Xiao Jingmo frown.

Now that he is an adult, these memories cannot hurt him, but they cannot be erased.

"Young Sovereign, please."

Eunuch Sheng's words interrupted Xiao Jingmo's thoughts.

Looking up, the two of them had arrived in front of the imperial study room, and the servants standing in the palace were standing a few steps apart.

There seemed to be a large number of people in the royal study, but there was silence, which was a bit intimidating.

Xiao Jingmo's expression did not change, and he stepped in after paying the high price.

The old emperor, who was sitting on the throne, looked at the somewhat blurry figure in the sun and his mind moved, and his eyes couldn't help but focus on him little by little.

Xiao Jingmo, dressed in black clothes, stood in the palace, looking directly at the old emperor through his mask, with no intention of saluting.

The old hand pinched the handle of the dragon chair, and then waved it.

Sheng Gonggong wisely led everyone in the palace to leave, while he stayed outside the door.

"you……"

A slightly hoarse voice came from the dragon throne. The old emperor, who was trying hard to restrain his excitement, was afraid that his first words would be inappropriate. He thought about it over and over before speaking, "I wonder when the young master will marry Qinghe?"

"Wait until the matter is settled."

After giving a very vague answer, Xiao Jingmo asked, "Your Majesty is looking for this young master just to ask about this matter?"

"No, of course not..."

The aloof emperor felt awkward for the first time. Even though he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he still didn't know how to start when he actually faced the son he hadn't seen for many years.

"I, I..."

"I already know those things back then."

As if he didn't want to waste his time, Xiao Jingmo said bluntly, "I don't hate you, so naturally I don't blame you either."

Before he came into contact with Tianzong and metaphysics at a young age, he might have hated this ruthless emperor for the rest of his life. This man took away more than 100 lives of his mother's family just for an unfounded prophecy.

But after meeting Xiao Qingtian and going to Tianzong to study for many years, the wounds in his heart were gradually healed by the warmth of the girl and the Xiao family. At the same time, Tianzong's various secret methods also made him understand that his father was also under the control of others. That's why he did this great sin.

According to the secret law of Tianzong, even if the person whose mind is controlled wants to escape and struggle, it is basically irreversible. At the same time, he cannot ask for help from the outside world and can only watch himself continue to make mistakes.

"Really?"

After hearing the words "I don't blame you," the old emperor couldn't control his emotions and looked at the man with wet eyes.

"Then...can you...call me..."

"His Majesty."

Xiao Jingmo interrupted the old emperor's words, and the expression behind the mask was incomprehensible.

"I entered the Xiao family tree ten years ago. Now I am a descendant of the Xiao family. I regard the elders of the Xiao family as my elders." The old emperor felt choked in his heart and was too choked to say a word.

Naturally, I couldn't swallow the regret in my heart, but I was relieved that I could still see this troubled son.

If the Xiao family had not come to help back then, I am afraid that their son's life would have been buried within this palace wall.

"Okay, okay, the Xiao family is not bad either."

As if to comfort himself, the old emperor nodded as he said, "As long as you can live a good life, it doesn't matter what your identity is."

In contrast to the ups and downs of the old emperor's mood, Xiao Jingmo turned his head and looked out the window indifferently, which was the direction of the Imperial Master's Palace.

"Your Majesty, do you have something important to tell me?"

The emotionless urging tone made the old emperor stunned.

"There is something..."

Glancing at the empty imperial study room, the old emperor slowly walked down from the dragon throne and waved to Xiao Jingmo, "Follow me."

After the two of them walked around the dragon throne, the old emperor reached out and pressed the secret door switch.

There are many candles in the dark room, and the fragrance of tea floats.

It seems that the palace is not as safe as it seems.

"Sit down, no one will hear you here."

The old emperor took the lead in sitting in the armchair and pointed to the other side of the table.

After Xiao Jingmo confirmed that the darkroom was safe, he slowly sat down.

A neither light nor heavy sigh sounded from the gray-haired old emperor. He looked at Xiao Jingmo who still refused to take off his mask. He seemed to have a lot to say in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

"My son, besides you, only Qiuyang is left. Do you know why?"

Xiao Jingmo understood the endless questions and nodded, "It's not hard to guess that they were all assassinated."

"Yes."

Obscure words came from the old emperor's voice, "Except for Qiuyang, all his heirs died young. Fortunately, you were taken away by the Xiao family, otherwise..."

"What happened back then was too complicated, and I don't know how to tell you for a while."

"Now that you know the truth, you should also understand that I have no choice but no matter what, I am indeed sorry for your mother and concubine, and even more so for your grandfather's entire family."

The old emperor's eyes gradually became moist, and his hands were hidden under the wide sleeves of his robe and they were holding each other tightly. Facing this son, he was nervous and happy.

Although he could tell that the other party was indifferent and refused to recognize him as his father, he didn't mind.

"Is all this done by Mo Zijun?"

Xiao Jingmo knew that he was the person behind the scenes, but when facing the old emperor, he chose to use Mo Zijun to ask questions.

"It's him and it's not him."

The old emperor frowned and fell into memories.

"When the Queen Mother was seriously ill for dozens of days, the imperial doctors were helpless and there was no way to relieve it. So I asked people with medical skills to come to the palace to treat her, but after searching for more than ten doctors, they all said I have never seen such a strange disease before.”

"Seeing that the Queen Mother was suffering from illness every day, I sent people to find Tianzong in order to solve it."

"The gate of Tianzong needs someone who is destined to find it, so no matter how many people are sent, they all return without success."

"Later, Concubine De found her current Imperial Preceptor. After only three treatments, the Queen Mother recovered from her serious illness. I was so surprised that I didn't think much about it and immediately made him the Imperial Preceptor and stayed in the palace."

"However, no one expected that the so-called strange illness of the Queen Mother was just a means for the evil person to enter the palace and control me." (End of this chapter)