Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 421 Why Did You Trick Me 2
After Mo Xiuzhu entered the room, he first sniffed his nose, and after smelling the smell of traditional Chinese medicine floating in the room, he walked to the bed, glanced at Mo Hanqing who was lying on the bed, and then smiled. Said: "Han Qing, are you sick??"

Mo Hanqing slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Mo Xiuzhu, and said in a calm voice, "Uncle Huang."

"Uh...Uncle Emperor." The smile on Mo Xiuzhu's face froze instantly, he reached out his hand to touch his nose in embarrassment, then leaned over and glanced at Mo Hanqing who was lying on the bed, Resentfully said: "Are you really sick?"

"Heh... otherwise?" Mo Hanqing glanced at him coldly and asked casually.

"I thought it was because you didn't want to receive the envoys of Beichen Kingdom, so you deliberately said that you were sick, so that you could defer the matter to me." Mo Xiuzhu tugged resentfully, and sat on the edge of Mo Hanqing's bed. He stopped and said, "Is it really sick? Is it serious??"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched Mo Hanqing's forehead covered with a veil.

"Keep your hands away from me." Mo Hanqing stared coldly at the hand he extended, and said in a cold tone.

"Uh……"

Mo Xiuzhu's hand froze in mid-air.

He turned his head in embarrassment, smiled at Ye Qiqi who was sitting on the bed, and then asked weakly: "Then what, how is my uncle?"

Ye Qiqi glanced at Mo Xiuzhu, then lowered his head and gave Mo Hanqing a white look, and said in a crisp voice, "I can't die yet."

"Oh, then there's nothing else to do." Mo Xiuzhu nodded, and then sat there quietly without speaking.

There was an eerie silence in the entire room.

After a long silence, Mo Hanqing said lightly, "Are you here to see if I'm sick?"

"Ah? Ah... yes." Mo Xiuzhu responded.

"Then you've finished reading it now, can you go?" Mo Hanqing squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Xiuzhu, but his heart was full of dissatisfaction for being interrupted to spend time alone with Ye Qiqi.

"No way, Uncle Emperor, I don't even have time to burn incense when I come in, and the stool is not warm enough, so you're going to drive me away?" Mo Xiuzhu looked at Mo Hanqing with a depressed expression and said: " Besides, I am also concerned about you, I heard that you are sick, I was in such a hurry, I came to see you before I even had time to change my clothes."

"I'm sick now and need to recuperate. I don't care about anyone, please go out." Mo Hanqing said to him angrily, "If you have nothing to do, go back quickly and start arranging the reception of Beichen Kingdom's envoys. "

"Hey... that's what I'm worrying about right now." Mo Xiuzhu heaved a long sigh as soon as he heard the words "Beichen Kingdom".

"What?" Mo Hanqing raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at him with deep eyes.

"The Beichen Kingdom has always advocated force. I heard that they hold a martial arts contest every year in their country. Those who win will get the highest honor in the Beichen Kingdom." Mo Xiuzhu looked at Mo Hanqing with a depressed expression and said: " This time, I don't know what the emperor of Beichen Kingdom got into, but he asked his envoys to bring the champions of the martial arts competitions over the years, saying that he wanted to learn martial arts with the masters of our Mo country."

(End of this chapter)