Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 516 Mother's Heart 3
That all makes sense.

Si Yao took a breath, digested the secret in time, then looked at the searching eyes of Mo Lin and the empress, and decided to keep the secret hidden, and said, "Probably Zichu has been using his spiritual power to continue his life.

Cold poisoning occurs on the night of the full moon, the first attack will only be frozen for three days, and the second attack will last six days, and so on, until the oil runs out and the lamp dries up and dies.

At first glance, it seems that it is only the first attack. "

Because medicine can also be used to suppress the cold poison in the body.

Hearing Si Yao's words, Mo Lin's nervous expression eased a lot. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only three days, and said, "Shen Jun, Mo Lin hopes that Shen Jun can keep this matter a secret."

Mo Lin was afraid that Mo Ze would still not let Zichu go. If the news were revealed, Zichu would be in danger.

Si Yao blew his beard and stared, "God Mo Lin, who do you take this old man for!"

No matter how bad it is, he will not betray Zichu!
The empress quickly tried to persuade her, "Lin'er is just in case, don't be angry with Si Yao."

Si Yao threw a white bottle to Mo Lin, gritted his teeth and said, "One pill a day can reduce Zichu's pain! On the third day, Zichu will naturally wake up!"

Saying that, Si Yao took the medicine box and left a little angrily.

Mo Lin looked at the servants in the palace, the marks of fallen angels on their foreheads gleamed, and those servants also felt the fear in Mo Lin's eyes, they quickly knelt down on the ground and said in unison, "Don't worry, my servant will not I will spread the news that Zichu Shangshen is in the palace!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Lin smiled sinisterly, and said coolly, "Oh, only the dead can't speak."

Those god servants hurriedly kowtowed their heads heavily, tears fell from their eyes urgently and fiercely, and cried, "I beg God to spare my life, I will definitely not say anything!"

Mo Lin's eyes became a little more cruel, and the black energy on the Mark of the Fallen Angel became more entangled, and he said, "I said, only the dead can't speak."

The servants all cried sadly, and one or two even crawled to the empress's side, tugged at the corner of the empress's skirt, and begged, "The empress, please forgive me!"

After all, she was the servant of God who had served her for so many years, and the empress couldn't bear it.

Just as the emperor wanted to stop it, Mo Lin had already sacrificed Fuxiqin to kill all the god servants, even the souls of the god servants. Poor those innocent god servants thought that they had just become gods but never thought, But his own life is over.

The empress looked at her wrinkled skirt pinched by the god attendant in fear, and seemed to be able to see the pitiful look of the god attendant.

Mo Lin's slender fingers twirled on the Fuxiqin, and a soul-soothing tune was faintly played, and the corpses of those god servants had been turned into fly ash, and even the only fresh blood they shed had recovered. Force washed it clean.

The empress looked at her son in a daze, was the man in front of her still her kind son?

It turned out that they slaughtered all these god servants without blinking their eyes.

At that time, the son who was as vicious as a devil knelt down in front of the bed, held Zichu's slightly stiff and cold hand, rubbed his cheek against Zichu's hand, and said affectionately, "Zichu, don't be afraid, I will definitely Protect yours."

And the woman on the bed remained motionless, as if she had really fallen into a deep sleep.

The empress took a sip of tea in fear, and the bloody scene just now kept appearing in her mind, and she murmured, "It's really my retribution."

(End of this chapter)