Quickly wear the big man's hand to tear up the white-eyed wolf

Wei Biying was beaten into the cold palace.

It was only six days before she entered the palace.

She is like a short-lived firework, blooming, blooming, but quickly disappearing.

The days of the cold palace are the most difficult, and the rice is hard cotton.

If it weren't for the trauma medicine that the mole stuffed her, Wei Biyin's hands would have been completely abolished.

But even if his hands were good, Wei Biyi was not the slightest bit happy.

Because the muscles of the place where the hands were tortured were turned outward, leaving a very ugly bulge.

In short, it was no longer a pair of soft and boneless slender hands.

She wakes up every day hungry.

He was cold and hungry, and his knees hurt when it rained.

It was the sequelae of being cold in the cold palace and not being treated in time.

Today, she can no longer dance lightly.

Hungry, cold, desperate, and resentful and tormented by Wei Biyi, she was about to go crazy.

One day, Wei Biyi squatted under the corner of the cold palace and heard the palace maid outside talking about play.

The palace maid scattered and left, leaving Wei Biyi with a weighing face.

The next day, the mole received the edict that had been sent.

"Niangniang, this is Lian's letter of promise."

"Open."

"No."

A yellowed and tattered piece of waste paper was written with black charcoal.

Xi Jun, who had just arrived in the Imperial City, looked meaningfully at the deep palace imperial courtyard, looked down at the fat orange cat in his arms and said: "The one who should have come or came, she bumped into it herself, no wonder I am." "

The fat system turned over.

Lazily took out a pill and put it in his mouth and chewed slowly.

The news of Mr. Nishiki's entry into the palace was immediately known to everyone.

I don't know who made up an oil poem, saying that Mr. Xi Huan was a high-ranking man who came specially for the lucky star in the imperial city.

It is said that Mr. Nishiki knows astronomy and geography.

Mr. Xi's appearance may be a message from heaven to Daqing: Daqing will change, and natural disasters will end.

Mo Zisi looked fixedly at the old man in front of him.

All the information of Mr. Xi Jun has long been well known to Mozisi.

But it is only the information of Mr. Nishiki's current life.

After talking with Mr. Nishiki, Mozisi changed his contempt for Nishiki in his heart.

However, within a few months, Mr. Xi Hui became Mozis's new favorite.

The courtier Ben also advised the emperor that Xi Jun was a demon road.

But when Xi Jian calculated the secrets of several ministers' homes, no one dared to say anything.

As for the minister who was exposed to the secret, he was demoted to investigate.

One day, Mozisi took Mr. Xi Hui to visit the imperial garden.

Mozisi pointed to the bright flowers blooming in the imperial garden and said: "Sir, why are these flowers obviously strong in root, fat in leaves, and bright in color, but why delay in bearing fruit?"

Xi Huan smiled: "Your Majesty, the time and place are favorable, and all things pay attention to one word, and His Majesty has been happy recently, and if you want to come to Your Majesty's heart, it should be on one person." "

Mozisi is interested.

Raised his eyebrows and asked, "He Xi?" Who? Xi

Jun pinched his fingers and pointed to the southeast.

"Your Majesty, this woman is in the southeast, she will have the power of Your Majesty's bloodline in her, everything, when Your Majesty encounters what you think, the mystery will naturally be revealed."

Mozisi was skeptical.

He also asked the head of the white bird to be violent, and the birds were afraid of being harmed, how should they deal with it?

Nishiki squinted, and a ghost light flashed in his eyes.

"When the first bird is born in blood, it can be removed."

"Good, great good!" Mozisi stroked his palm and laughed.

"Sir is worthy of being a superior person, and I want to make Mr. a national teacher."

Xi Huan deferred: "Your Majesty, the old immortal has not yet made meritorious achievements, and he does not dare to bear his weight.

Mozisi was in a good mood and laughed heartily when he heard this.

"Hahaha~ Mr. is humble, I know that Mr. is outstanding, this national teacher, Mr. deserves it, but if Mr. deserves it, how about Mr. Cheng now?"

Nishiki Shane.

Take out a bottle of elixir from your arms.

And he called for a dead wood.

Mozisi watched with interest as Xi Cheng fiddled with dead branches.

I saw Xi Jun inserting a dead branch into a white porcelain water bottle, and poured out a yellow pill from the medicine bottle.

"Your Majesty, you have the aura of a true dragon."

Mozisi is clear.

Is this going to slap?

"Naturally, I know."

Nishiki's face folded with a smile, and the breeze blew, raising Nishiki's white hair.

"Your Majesty, you threw the elixir into the water and meditated in your heart what you want this dead wood to become."

"Oh?"

Mozisi raised his eyebrows and playfully put the elixir into the bottle.

The guards protecting Mozisi listened to Nishiki's words.

The guards were also curious to look at the dead wood.

As time passed, Mozisi stared at the dead wood, and his face became more and more ugly.

This is?

Got tricked yourself?

Could it be that after a few months of getting along, he was really deceived by the old man in front of him?

In fact, Mr. Nishiki is a charlatan?

But it can't be!

He has read countless people, and he is the Son of Heaven, who dares to deceive himself?

Mozisi's face slowed slightly, and he patiently looked at the changes in the dead wood.

Just when Mozisi completely lost confidence and was about to let people pull Xi Huan down, the dead wood in the bottle changed.

"Ah! It has grown leaves! Actually grow leaves! The

chamberlain beside Mozisi pointed to the dead wood in the bottle that was rapidly plumping and turning green and pumping leaves, and forgot the physique.

Everyone was shocked beyond words by the scene in front of them.

Mozisi looked at the dead wood that bloomed quickly with long leaves in disbelief, reached out and took the white hookah fairy flowers in his hand, and carefully looked at the flowers that only appeared in dreams.

"This, is it true?"

"This is naturally

true," Xi Huan stepped forward in a timely manner to rejoice: "Congratulations to Your Majesty's wishes, this flower should be a fairy thing, Your Majesty can make this flower bloom, I think Your Majesty is the reincarnation of an immortal," "Your

Majesty is also the son of the true dragon Tianzi, Daqing has Your Majesty here, why worry about Daqing not being a country and a people?"

"Seriously?"

Mozisi was overwhelmed by Xi Jun's words.

His mouth was uncertain.

But in his heart, he had already concluded that Xi Jun was indeed a good man.

After all, he had never mentioned everything in his dream to anyone.

And the flowers that bloom on the dead branches on the hands have only appeared in dreams.

Mozis's eyes looked at Xi Huan with ecstasy.

The arrival of the god man shows that this son of heaven is a virtuous king, an emperor of the ages, and an emperor who can benefit Daqing.

He is the chosen son.

The man of destiny.

No matter what you do, you will be blessed by heaven.

Then, gathering all the forces of Daqing, taking the surrounding small countries in one fell swoop, driving away the barbarians and expanding the territory is no longer a dream.

The cheerful Moziston looks good at everyone.

It was at this time that Mozisi saw the palace maid picking lotus flowers in the southeast of the imperial garden.

Mo Zisi only glanced at it, and actually felt that the palace maid standing next to the lotus was extremely pleasing to the eye.

And the palace maid is beautiful, with a thin waist and a tight grip, which is really very suitable for his appetite.

That night, the palace maid was spoiled.

The next day, the harem learned that His Majesty had favored a palace maid in the queen's palace.

That palace maid actually had a seven-point resemblance to Lian Xuan, who was beaten into the cold palace.

But the palace maid is more able to speak and sing and dance.

And Lian in the cold palace promised, he had died in the dry well a long time ago, and he was afraid that even the corpse was almost rotten.

On the day that Mr. Nishiki was made a national teacher, Mozisi was still addicted to playing with the palace maid.

Seeing that His Majesty was hooked by the palace maid, the harem concubines immediately showed their abilities, and began to win over the people around Mozisi, using all their strength, vowing to keep Mozisi in their palace.

It is a full month, and the Son of Heaven is not early.

Of course, there were ministers who were worried that the king was addicted to beauty and was hollowed out of his body.

But naturally there are also ministers who stuff people into the harem.

In particular, the ministers of their own daughters in the harem turned a blind eye to the emperor's infatuation with women.

After all, the emperor is obsessed with women, which means that many concubines have more opportunities to conceive dragon children.

Once his own people have a dragon heir, then what if the Son of Heaven dies immediately?

As long as there is an heir, then things will be easy to do.

This also caused Mozisi to fall into the gentle countryside and become more and more out of control, and no one was dissuaded.

And the palace maid Wei Biyi has long been red eyes with other concubines.

The so-called non-competition has long been forgotten by her.

The Queen Mother wanted to stop it.

Can be said by the queen: "Your Majesty's rain and dew are all spoiled by concubines, it is the joy of the great celebration, and if Your Majesty has no children on the next day, the Great Qing will not be at ease for a day."

"Queen Mother, I still take care of the overall situation, and Queen Mother thinks it is a bigger situation."

The Queen Mother was dumbfounded.

Mozisi is very assertive.

She couldn't handle it either.

One morning, a bitter scream resounded in the sky.