I heard that Moe is going to run away again

Chapter 1755 Didn't Come Back Alone
The blue-robed sorcerer counted with his fingers in a serious manner: "Prime Minister Xing was a great general in his previous life, and he made a lot of military exploits for the country. So in this life, let him be a civil servant and rest."

Xing Yujie sneered: "Do you think it's easier for civil servants to compete with military generals?"

The warlock said: "The general wants to fight in all directions, even in peaceful times, and he also needs to train soldiers. Naturally, it will be harder."

Xing Yujie said angrily: "Your Majesty, he is talking nonsense, and I suggest that he be expelled from the palace."

The sorcerer bent down: "Your Majesty, every word of the grassroots is true."

Di Wugou asked: "There is no date of birth, so it might be counted?"

Xing Yujie really didn't expect that a generation of Mingjun would suddenly be interested in the words of these magicians. Without Huoxue, would the emperor be stimulated and faint?

"Your Majesty, these are all lies."

Di Wugou raised his hand to stop it, motioning to listen to the warlock.

After the operation, he was very polite: "Your Majesty, there is no date of birth, you can just look at your face."

Di Wugou nodded slightly, and said majesticly: "Back to court, you follow me to the imperial study."

"Yes."

Xing Yujie was in a hurry: "Your Majesty."

"Master Xing can also come over."

"Yes."

Xing Yujie gave Warlock a hard look, and after all the ministers retreated, he went to the imperial study with him.

When he came to the imperial study room, Di Wugou had already taken a painting and put it on the imperial table, and was looking at it affectionately, his eyes full of heavy thoughts.

"Look at the person in this painting."

Di Wugou picked it up and showed it to him.

Xing Yujie looked over and saw that the Huoxue on the painting was so lifelike, as if it would jump off the painting in the next moment.The spirit in his eyes is as real as it is.

In the painting, Huoxue is holding a little white cat in her hands, standing beside the cabbage field in an ordinary casual dress, smiling slightly.

The emperor's paintings have always been excellent, he knew it, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

The warlock just wanted to take it and read it, but Di Wugou was already displeased: "Just look at it, don't touch it."

"Yes." The sorcerer looked at it for a while, but Di Wugou quickly put it away, as if he was reluctant to show others more than a painting: "How?"

The warlock pinched his fingers for a while, then frowned: "Your Majesty, this person is not in this world."

Xing Yujie shouted: "Joke! Your Majesty, please push him out."

On the contrary, Di Wugou said indifferently: "Oh, where is she then?"

"Your Majesty, there are three thousand big worlds in this world. Among the three thousand big worlds, there are also three thousand small worlds. The Holy Emperor's Dynasty is just one of them. This girl should not be here now."

Xing Yujie wanted to say something with a dark face, but Di Wugou raised his hand to stop him: "Will she come back?"

The blue-robed warlock counted again.

Xing Yujie flicked his sleeves, and snorted coldly: "Postposing!"

The warlock acted as if he had never heard of it: "Your Majesty, this girl will come back again, and she is not alone."

"It's not just one person?" Di Wugou already believed his words, and asked in surprise, "How many people are there?" Could it be that Xue'er is pregnant again?Thinking of giving birth to Ning'er and Xuan'er, Huo Xue was in such pain, Di Wugou's heart clenched tightly.

"Your Majesty, grassroots art is limited, and it has already lost ten years of life, so it cannot be calculated."

Xing Yujie snorted coldly from his nostrils.

Di Wugou asked, "When will you be back?"

The warlock cupped his hands: "Your Majesty, it shouldn't be too long. It's just that the specific time, the grassroots still... can't calculate it."

"Why don't you say you won't come for the rest of your life?"

Di Wugou shot him sharply with his eyes, Xing Yujie lowered his head, still unconvinced.

A good emperor, who has only been in power for a few years, is about to become a foolish emperor.

(End of this chapter)