After the first fool

Chapter 228 The Death of Bai Zixu

Seeing the imperial physician's vigorous pace, the corners of Mo Xiaoran's mouth twitched slightly, did she look like a scourge?Is it necessary to be so scared?A mouse that looked down slowly turned into a fast-moving horse in the blink of an eye?What a qualitative leap.

Seeing her constantly changing expression, Bai Qingluo knew that she must be planning something in her heart. She shook her head helplessly, stretched her arms, and pulled her into his arms. Inside her strong chest, she was strong. The sound of powerful heartbeats poured into Mo Xiaoran's ears continuously, and each sound was more surging, more intense, and calmer than the last.

Caressing his chest with her palm, listening to the thumping heartbeat inside, her face couldn't help but slow down, she closed her eyes slightly, and the exhaustion she had suppressed for several days rushed to her head, he woke up, she Only then was he able to sleep with peace of mind, his body was like a cat, curled up in the middle of his cunt, his breathing was steady, and his face was so peaceful that people couldn't bear to disturb him.

Bai Qingluo lowered her head, quietly staring at her peaceful sleeping face, the intoxicating tide of affection shone in her deep eyes, those eyes that have always been calm in the ancient well, at this moment, the waves of light flowed, as if a In the warm and majestic wind, the clear pool in the spring day has beautiful ripples.

Qingfeng lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. Is it necessary for the master to look at the future mistress so affectionately?image too!What about the indifferent and aggressive image of the master?Why did he always feel that his master's tall image like a god had already begun to crumble?

There was a short period of silence in the room. After a long time, Bai Qingluo embraced Mo Xiaoran, looked past her to Qingfeng, his eyes were deep, and he did not see the affection just now, "How is the situation in the palace?"

Qingfeng opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say, should he tell Master the truth?
"Say!" Seeing his hesitation, Bai Qingluo's face darkened.

"Return to the master," Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and finally opened his mouth: "The emperor was assassinated a few days ago, and now the regent is sitting in the court. Enclosed, everything is stable in the court."

He succinctly described the affairs of the imperial city in a few words, and as soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom felt as if the sun had entered the twelfth lunar month of March, and there was a cold current.

He didn't dare to raise his head, but the pressure from the bed didn't decrease at all.

"Zixu was assassinated?" Bai Qingluo opened his mouth slowly, but the words he uttered were like a knife, piercing Qingfeng's heart suddenly, causing him to shudder violently.

"Yes!"

"Who did it?" He let go of Mo Xiaoran's arms, helped her to lie down beside her, turned over and sat up, ignoring the slipped brocade quilt, the blood-oozing wound, the white bandage covered by Yin Hong His blood was stained red, and he looked particularly frightening. His brows were stained with snow, and he quietly looked at the breeze. The natural sense of oppression swept through the air in the room, making people shudder!

Qingfeng swallowed softly, not daring to hide it, "Yes... the regent's mistake for a while..."

Is it made of white ink?
A hint of surprise appeared on Bai Qingluo's face, it was hard to believe that he, who had always been loyal to Bai Zixu, would actually kill the king of a country!
If anyone in Dongyao is willing to die for Bai Zixu for free, then there is only one Bai Mo!This kind of friendship is deeper than the sea and higher than the mountains!How could he commit such a foolish thing?
"You tell me exactly what's going on." He asked quietly.

"It was the emperor who wanted to take advantage of his master's departure from the capital to co-operate with the prime minister to evacuate the regent, but the prime minister refused to agree. In desperation, the emperor fell into Concubine Shu's tricks and planned to assassinate the regent in Luoyue Palace. In a crisis, the regent The king did not investigate for a while, which led to the death of the emperor on the spot."

Bai Qingluo's five fingers tightened slightly, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"Master?" Qingfeng called hesitantly, a little uncertain about his thoughts.

"Prepare your pen and ink." Bai Qingluo said after being silent for a while.

"Yes!" Qingfeng immediately walked to the desk, studied ink and picked up a pen, and spread the letter paper on the desk, waiting for Bai Qingluo's oral instructions.

"Tell Bai Mo, let him do it freely, and let him control the court. It is necessary to stabilize Dongyao and stabilize the hearts of the people. As for the border, this king will force the two countries, let him lead all the officials in the imperial city, and wait for the king quietly." Triumph!"

Is the master going to support the regent?

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that the master would take this opportunity to return to the imperial city, seize power and establish himself as king, but he did not expect that the master would let go. If this letter was sent to the imperial city, the master would hand over the throne to the imperial city himself. Regent, he hesitated, wondering if he should do it.

"Why, do you have a different opinion?" Bai Qingluo narrowed his eyes dangerously, a faint glint of light flashed through his eyes, his body leaned lightly against the head of the bed, his face was frosty, as if covered by a layer of glacier, it was extremely terrifying .

Qingfeng trembled, and finally asked: "Master, are you really going to do this?"

They have been lurking for many years, and now they finally have the opportunity to become kings on their own. They hold Dongyao's large numbers of soldiers and horses, and they are supported by money from banks and shops. The gold and silver treasures in their hands are comparable to the treasury. Even if the regent is overthrown, Sitting on the throne of God is not difficult.

If this opportunity is lost, I am afraid...

How could Bai Qingluo not know Qingfeng's thoughts?His eyes trembled, and he looked at Mo Xiaoran, who was quietly lying beside him, with a relieved smile, "In the eyes of this king, there was nothing like this world. Yes, what we want is for Dongyao to unify the Three Kingdoms and let this king sit on the supreme throne."

Qingfeng frowned in confusion, yes, the reason why the master retreated bravely back then was to lurk in the dark and wait for the opportunity?However, with such a great opportunity now, why did the master give up?
When his complicated eyes swept over Mo Xiaoran who was curled up beside Bai Qingluo, who was as quiet as a baby, there was a hint of clarity and struggle in his eyes.

Is it for her?

"But now," the words paused slightly, his warm palm gently stroked Mo Xiaoran's cheek, perhaps aware of his touch, Mo Xiaoran unconsciously moved her body in the dream, and moved closer to her. He even found a comfortable position in his embrace, like a cat, curled up in front of his chest and fell asleep. Bai Qingluo's eyes were full of doting, she brushed away the blue hair that was clinging to her cheeks, and lifted her eyes. Eyes, looking at Qingfeng who was a little startled, "In this world, compared with her, what is the world? What are the Three Kingdoms? Even if Bai Mo sits firmly on the throne, the power in this king's hands will not decrease in the slightest. Yes, it's just to keep her safe for the rest of her life, as for the rest," the smile on the corner of her mouth slowly rose, with a firm arc: "It doesn't matter at all."

In the past, what he sought and begged for was only because he had not met her yet, but now, he has met the most precious and caring person in his life. What's the point of those easy-to-get powers?He only needs to keep her safe in this troubled world, the rest is no longer important.

With her kindness, how could she hope to see herself competing with Bai Mo for the throne?With her stubbornness, even if she likes and adores herself now, how could she stoop to stay in the harem?Besides, even if she was willing to wrong herself for him, Bai Qingluo, how could he see her do so?
What he wanted to give her was a pair of people for a lifetime, a promise of inseparable heads, and that king, that throne, was never a place where people could act recklessly!
She won't like it, so why should he fight?Why take it?

Seeing the firmness on Bai Qingluo's cheeks, the words of persuasion lingered on the tip of her tongue, before being swallowed back into her stomach, Qingfeng smiled wryly, the master really loved Mo Xiaoran, shook her head slightly, picked up the pen, and A letter was quickly written on the letterhead, recording Bai Qingluo's verbal instructions in detail. When the ink stains dried up, he stamped it with ink pad and sent it to the imperial city with a carrier pigeon.

"What about Zhuyue and Suilang?" Bai Qingluo didn't worry too much about the letterhead, so he changed the subject and asked.

"The two of them are still in a coma. The military doctor thinks that they have been diagnosed and treated. The internal injuries are too serious. I am afraid they will have to rest for a few days." Qingfeng explained that if they were awake, they might be able to hear the news of their master waking up, even if they were wearing crutches. Will you also break in to meet the master?

Bai Qingluo nodded slightly: "If they wake up, please notify me immediately."

"Yes!"

"Every move of the enemy army should be reported to the king as soon as possible without delay."

"Yes!"

"The casualties of soldiers in the army must be recorded, and the dead and wounded soldiers should return to their original places immediately, so that they can return to their roots."

"Yes!"

"If the rear food and troop support arrives, join the defenders in the city as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

The instructions were given one after another in an instant, almost the same as those given by Mo Xiaoran two days ago.

After talking for a while, Bai Qingluo was obviously a little tired, he waved his hand: "Come here first."

"Yes!" Qingfeng nodded in response, and before leaving, he still did not forget to remind: "Master, please pay attention to rest."

"En." Bai Qingluo nodded slightly, and after watching him leave, he half-sat on the head of the Eight Immortals' canopy bed, looking at Mo Xiaoran who was sleeping quietly and soundly in his arms, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little dim, these days she Are you really tired?Gently stroking her soft hair, the passion in her eyes rippled.

On the second day, except for Qingfeng and a military doctor, no one knew the news of Bai Qingluo's awakening. The entire Yinri City was still under martial law. Soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys could be seen everywhere. On the top of the tall city walls, Dongyao's national flag was waving in the wind. , Flying in the wind, the soldiers stood above with gazing alertly, staring into the distance, lest Xuanyuan and Lanyu would take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack!

Mo Xiaoran rubbed her sleepy eyes, woke up from a deep sleep, her bones all over her body were sore.

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice came from next to her ear, her eyes widened suddenly, and she saw Bai Qingluo leaning slightly on the jade pillow at the head of the bed, looking at her leisurely.

In the deep eyes, there is a hint of banter and a hint of a smile.

"Aren't you asleep?" Mo Xiaoran asked displeasedly, she turned over and sat up on the bed, but before she could sit still, she was dragged down by him, her waist was tightly grasped by his arms, and she squeezed hard. very heavy.

She frowned uncomfortably: "What are you doing?"

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while." The chin rested on her thin shoulders, and there was a trace of pity between her brows: "Didn't you eat well recently? You've lost weight again."

"The thinner a woman is, the more beautiful she is. What do you know?" Mo Xiaoran twisted her body embarrassingly, and muttered, but her exposed ears turned red unconsciously.

When the old military doctor came in from outside the house with the freshly brewed soup to treat internal injuries, what he saw was the scene of two men leaning together and sitting on the head of the bed. His arms shook and his head dropped instantly. , and said silently in his heart: "Do not despise evil, do not despise evil."

Could this prince be in a good mood?So early in the morning, he actually blatantly flirted with Mo Shaoxia?
The old military doctor couldn't help shaking his head in his heart. He felt extremely powerless in this deteriorating society, so he could only treat himself as a mural and turn a deaf ear to it.

(End of this chapter)