The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 165 Mo Yan Wakes Up
I don't know.

Her Majesty the Empress really felt that with Princess Changle around, she would save a lot of trouble.

Even if someone is afraid of her plotting her, no one will plot against Princess Changle. Who would have thought that Princess Changle, a princess who was sent to be married, looks gentle and harmless, but is actually more caring than her imperial brother black too!
With her imperial brother around, Princess Changle must be standing by her side unswervingly.

"New Year's Eve palace banquet, I look forward to the performance of the princess."

Princess Changle picked up the teacup and sipped slowly, her brows and eyes drooping slightly, covering the fleeting chill in her eyes.

She is also looking forward to New Year's Eve.

Kang Zhuo is just the first step.

……

When Mo Yan woke up, there was no one in the hall.

Opening his eyes, he silently looked at the display in front of him. It took a long time before he realized where he was.

Apart from the vast palace, there is no other palace with such simple and low-key decorations.

His gaze scanned the hall, and he said lightly, "Come here."

His voice was hoarse, but he couldn't hear much weakness.

The figure in black knelt down in front of his bed like a ghost, and said respectfully, "Master."

Mo Yan turned to look at him.

The shadow guard said respectfully: "Master fell into a coma after the Tianxia Dynasty the day before yesterday, and was sent to the Cangwu Palace by the Azure Dragon King. It is already Xu time."

Mo Yan was silent for a moment, and tried to move his body.

However, with this movement, the scorching and severe pain flooded the sky and covered the sky, occupying all his thoughts in an instant.

Cold sweat.

The shadow guard took the initiative to pour him a glass of water and brought it to his lips, then twisted the veil and wiped the cold sweat off his face.

When Feng Yu came over, she happened to see this scene, and couldn't help sighing twice: "Mo Yan, this king likes that your shadow guards in the Xuanwu Palace are well-trained, and they are especially good at coming."

The people in his Suzaku Prince's Mansion have always ordered and acted one by one, and they will never be troublesome.

Look at the self-consciousness of Mo Yan's subordinates, he is almost jealous.

The shadow guard put down the veil, tidied it up neatly, bowed and saluted, and quietly retreated into the dark again.

Mo Yan turned to look at him silently, without saying a word.

Feng Yu: "..."

Can you die if you say one more word?
Feng Yu dragged a chair and sat down beside his bed, and looked at him with her chin: "It's the first time I see you looking so miserable, this king is really happy."

Mo Yan was silent.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Feng Yu looked at him, and said boredly: "Is there nothing you want to ask?"

Mo Yan frowned and looked up at him.

Feng Yu: "This king is happier talking to a wall than talking to you. The wall can still send an echo back to this king. What can you do?"

Mo Yan's eyes fell on the wall of the palace.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu's charming and indistinguishable face was distorted for a moment.

Looking at the silent man lying on the couch in front of her, Feng Yu wanted to strangle him with itchy hands for a moment.

Sure enough, he was even more annoying than Luo Ting.

Feng Yu was silent for a moment, he was not angry, he had to maintain elegance, he had to pay attention to his demeanor, he couldn't lose his composure...

Mo Yan's eyes fell on him, he was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Stupid!"

Feng Yu looked at him in astonishment: "Who are you talking about?"

Mo Yan looked at him silently.

Facing the man's calm and unwavering gaze, Feng Yu's beautiful lips curled up: "Mo Yan, are you calling me stupid?"

(End of this chapter)