I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

"Your Majesty." Mr. Mo wanted to say a few more words, but Yu Heng suddenly coughed violently, and pink blood foam continued to spill out from the corners of his mouth.

Xue Wen stepped forward, quickly took his pulse, and then shook his head in disappointment: "Your Majesty's time has come. Young Master, you'd better leave quickly."

Mr. Mo nodded, picked up the silk scattered on the ground, bowed deeply to the dying emperor, and was about to leave.

Someone answered outside the window of the back hall. As long as they leave Chengming Hall, no one will ever know what happened just now.

It's a pity that they didn't make it. The door of the palace was kicked open, and Nie Xi rushed in like the wind. Behind him, Simei Ren and a palace maid entered the Chengming Palace in a generous manner, and even closed the palace door tightly.

Nie Xi was not young, but his movements were as fast as lightning. He entered the inner hall in an instant, knocked out Xue Wen with one palm, and with a flip of his wrist, he pinched Mr. Mo's neck.

The time of life and death is not the time to hide one's skills. It's not that Mr. Mo doesn't want to resist, it's that he simply doesn't have time to take action.

Who would have thought that the usually tepid eunuch Ling Nie Xi would actually be a top master who was not inferior to the four major sword sects.

Nie Xi's eyesight was very good and he had already recognized Mr. Mo's identity, so he did not take any serious action and turned around to wait for Yu Heng's instructions.

At the same time, Simeiren's eyes were filled with tears, and she rushed forward in three steps and two steps at a time: "Your Majesty!"

She grabbed Yu Heng's sleeves and sobbed: "How are you? I wanted to see you just now, but Nie Lingjian refused. I didn't expect an assassin to come."

Probably because Nie Xi's arrival boosted Yu Heng's confidence, he breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and could see through Simeiren's desire to understand Nie Xi at a glance.

Those who talk about right and wrong are right and wrong.

So it was she who stopped Nie Xi outside just now. Yu Heng's bloodshot eyes circled around her and Mr. Mo, his palms slowly touched the top of her head, and while panting, he said: "Summon Jin'er, and Huo Xuan, Shangguan Jin, Jin Xin. Then Cui Xiaoben was ordered to seal the four gates so that no one can enter or exit - as for everyone else in the palace today, there is no need to stay."

Nie Xi's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to kill Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo understood that he was unlucky, so he closed his eyes and waited for death.

But Nie Xi's hand suddenly stopped. His eyes widened and he looked at the little palace maid next to Simei Ren in disbelief. It was she who silently forced herself in front of him, lightly pointed on the back of his palm, and sent an extremely strange force into his body. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move.

This little palace maid is naturally played by Luo Qianhuai. Her action shocked everyone, and Yu Heng was frightened again. He pointed at her and leaned on the pillow. His eyes turned white and he made a sound in his mouth. He was about to die.

Luo Qianhuai had seen many dying people in his previous life. Although the man in front of him was an emperor, his face was ashen and already lifeless. The cause of death was complications from diabetes and the corroding of the foundation by drugs, which led to the failure of multiple organs in the body. In this situation, In the previous life, it was just a sin of being rescued one more time, and there was no way to recover from it.

So at the critical moment, she directly summoned the system: "To save the lives of four of our people, please calculate the shortcut and enforce it!"

The system was extremely happy: "The wish has been received. We are working hard to calculate the shortcut according to the host's needs..."

"Ding! The shortcut calculation was successful! Since the host's current ability is not enough to complete this plan independently, this system will enforce it!" "Why are you still here?" Mr. Mo exclaimed, turning to look at Simei Ren, with a hint of blame. Meaning: "What's going on?"

Simeiren's beautiful eyes immediately filled with tears again: "Sir, now is not the time to think about these things, you'd better leave as soon as possible!"

Luo Qianhuai secretly praised her. She is indeed a beautiful actress, and she can carry it clearly at critical moments!

There were faintly visible torches outside the palace gate. It seemed that many people had rushed to Chengming Palace and surrounded the entire hall.

Both Mr. Mo and Simei frowned. The former thought for a moment, then pulled out the soft sword from his waist and said to Luo Qianhuai: "You break out first, and we will cut off your queen!"

"Young Master?" Simei Ren didn't understand what he was doing: "How could you put yourself in danger? Even if Wei Lian and I risk our lives, we will keep you safe!"

Luo Qianhuai, who was floating in the air, curled his lips secretly. On the one hand, she admired Mr. Mo for making the beauties in the harem willing to die for him, but on the other hand, she was depressed. This man had even passed on her Wei Lian identity to others. He was simply a love brain.

Although at the critical moment of life and death, Mr. Mo chose to save himself and then live and die with Simei, she didn't appreciate it very much.

Relying on the combined efforts of the system and Mr. Mo, they finally succeeded in completely trapping themselves. She was very aware of the system's three axes. Even if she could break out of the Chengming Hall, could she still fight against the 20,000 Northern troops imprisoned by the guards?

The so-called plan to save four people should have ended in the annihilation of the entire army.

She wanted to think about it, but the system was not idle. It guided Luo Qianhuai to the outer hall, lifted up a lapis lazuli slab under the imperial desk on the steps, and took out a bright yellow silk book from inside.

If this thing were placed in a previous life, everyone who loves watching historical dramas would recognize it. It is clearly an imperial edict!

The system walked back unhurriedly, threw the imperial edict into Simeiren's arms, and kicked Xue Wen casually.

With such an ordinary kick, Xue Wen, who was originally unconscious, jumped up, looked left and right, and suddenly screamed: "Your Majesty has passed away!"

Luo Qianhuai took a look, right? The emperor, who was still struggling just now, had completely stopped moving now, and his eyes were slightly open as if he was not dead.

The corners of Mr. Mo's eyes were slightly flushed, but he didn't mean to give any big gifts. After all, since he put a brightly colored hat on the old man and was almost killed, he naturally couldn't show much respect to him.

When she thought of this, she heard a knock on the door outside. Someone shouted loudly outside: "An assassin has entered the palace. How is Your Majesty? Jin Wu Cui Xiaoben and His Highness the Eighth Prince are here to protect him!"

Ever since he heard that His Majesty had passed away, Nie Xi's face had been filled with tears. Now after hearing these words, a stern look overflowed from his eyes. These few people in the house have a close relationship with His Majesty Shengxia. When Cui Xiaoben comes in, he must follow His Majesty's orders and kill them all with a thousand swords.

The three young masters Mo looked at each other with a look of understanding on their faces, knowing that they would not be spared today.

"Mrs. Luo, you still have time to leave now." Mr. Mo mentioned the old words again, but he only said half of it and suddenly shut up.