With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

After Chen Mo entered the city and said goodbye to Zhao Hu, he ran towards the Chen Mansion in a hurry. He held a handful of long hair that he had cut off before and threw it heavily at the door of the mansion.

This familiar scene immediately attracted everyone to watch, and the two guards hurried back to report that the same thing happened again.

Chen Mo took Zhao Hu's saber and asked Chen Dewang whether he deliberately asked his second brother to kill him, and made the incident of last night even more jealous. The latter was frightened and wanted to kill Chen Guang, the traitor.

Chen Dewang hurriedly appeased Chen Mo and offered him 10,000 taels in compensation. Although his heart was bleeding, if the news that his second son paid for the murder of his third son was spread, his reputation would be completely ruined.

Chen Mo was also aware of the situation. After receiving the 10,000 taels of silver notes, he dismissed the crowd on the grounds of misunderstanding. At the same time, he picked up his broken hair and stuffed it into his arms, saving it for next time.

When Chen Dewang saw Chen Mo put away his broken hair, his eyes were so angry that they could burst into flames. But when he thought that those ten thousand taels were just wiping his second son's ass, he was so angry that he sent someone to see him. Chen Guang asked him to go to the main hall and asked Xu Cheng to ask for the Chen family's family law.

This is it, the scene after Chen Guang returned from Zhao Hu's home.

Chen Mo left Chen Mansion, went straight to the city gate, and met Zhao Hu who came out of his home.

"Is the matter done?"

Chen Mo glanced at Zhao Hu, Zhao's mother in his arms, and Zhao Qingling beside him, and asked.

Zhao Hu nodded slightly and didn't say anything more. Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions. This was a family matter. I believe that the former would not leave any trouble for himself for the sake of his mother and sister.

"Third Young Master, my name is Zhao Qingling"

Zhao Qingling walked out from Zhao Hu and bowed deeply to him, "I have heard what happened last night. Thank you for taking me in. The third young master is so kind and kind. Qingling will definitely find a way to repay him." of……".

"Oh, you don't have to think too much, just live your life well. By the way, you are not young anymore. Do you want to study literature or martial arts?"

Chen Mo asked with a smile.

Zhao Qingling lowered his head, a little embarrassed, "I went to private school for two years when I was young, but I was not good at studying. I want to be a Martial Artist like my brother, but I am poor in literature and rich in martial arts, so if I practice martial arts...".

"Haha, you don't have to worry about this. I promised your brother last night that I will fully support you whether you study literature or martial arts."

"real?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingling jumped up with excitement. The Zhao family had a lot of property in their early years, but after their father ruined it, their mother became seriously ill and her brother lost his official position. She originally planned to practice martial arts, but she had no money. Practicing martial arts will only be a drag on the family.

Zhao Qingling originally planned to find a job in the imperial capital to supplement her family income. Chen Mo's strong support undoubtedly gave her originally bleak future a ray of light...

"Thank you, Third Young Master, for your kindness."

Brother Zhao Qingling and Zhao Hu thanked him in unison; Zhao's mother was seriously ill and it was very difficult for her to speak, but in order to thank Chen Mo, she still endured the discomfort and opened her mouth to say thank you.

Rushing back from the imperial capital, there were two more people in the courtyard, both wearing Zhenwusi uniforms. One of them, Chen Mo also knew, was Pei Jiangnan.

"Man, I have already called you. Now, you can go with me."

Long Aotian was sitting on the newly purchased stone bench. When he saw Chen Mo and his party returning, he uttered a faint sentence.

"Let me place them, and I can set off with you today."

Chen Mo asked Zhao Hu to settle Zhao's mother, and then called Uncle Fu to see a doctor; then, he said goodbye to Liu Wuxin's three daughters.

Liu Wuxin pinched the corner of her skirt nervously and looked at Chen Mo with a somewhat reluctant expression. She was worried that Chen Mo would never come back. The latter also saw what the other party was thinking and rubbed her hair from behind, "Don't worry. , this trip can take up to seven days to come back, and when I come back, I will always be by your side..."

Liu Wuxin nodded slightly and lowered his head shyly.

When Xiao Douding saw this, he ran up to Chen Mo and said, "Brother, I want to touch my head too."

Chen Mo had no choice but to touch Xiao Douding's head. The latter smiled happily and then ran to the yard to look for bugs to play with.

"Brother Pei, I'll leave this to you in the next few days."

Fang Bai bowed his hands and expressed his gratitude to Pei Jiangnan. The latter waved his hand gently and said, "It's your duty, so there is no need to thank you. Besides, you only caused trouble because you helped me suppress the military affairs. How could I sit back and watch when you were in trouble?" What's the reason?"

"Then there's Brother Lao Pei."

Chen Mo bowed his hands again and expressed his gratitude.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are both Martial Artists. Compared with Pei Jiangnan, their strength is not good enough, but their development potential is great. Chen Mo told them to work hard to improve themselves during this period. As for security, they can safely leave it to Pei Jiangnan. Jiangnan.

After explaining the matter, Chen Mo turned around and walked to the door. Long Aotian had been waiting for a long time.

"Why, seeing your appearance, I still seem a little uneasy?"

Long Aotian saw Chen Mo frowning when he came out, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Are you worried that they are moles lurking in Zhenwu Division?".

"I have said that I have absolute trust in Pei Jiangnan. As for the other person, you must have carefully selected them. I believe they will not stab you in the back, but what I am worried about is that their strength is not good enough; last night The person who came to assassinate me is the Seventh Grade Martial Artist. He has already been killed. I am worried that the Martial Artist who comes next time will be stronger."

"You don't have to worry about that. Pei Jiangnan and I are just guards on the surface, but behind the scenes, there are actually stronger ones guarding us."

"Oh? What state is it?"

"I don't need you to worry about it. Anyway, just keep your friends safe. Let's talk about where we are going next. I don't have much time. I have to go and get back as soon as possible."

"Three hundred miles to the east, Fenghuo Mountains"

Imperial Capital, Prince Ning’s Mansion

Wearing a white robe, the elegant young master listened to the report from his subordinates, his face became more and more gloomy, and a pair of slender hands slammed on the table. With a 'crunch', the table cracked and turned into powder.

"Trash, they are all trash. Then Chen Mo is nothing more than a trash Spirit Vein. He is not even a Martial Artist. He only has a Ninth Grade Martial Artist. How can you be killed when you are sent to the Seventh Grade? What is the use of Prince Ning's Mansion raising you? "

The white-robed young master's name is Longhua, the crown prince of Prince Ning.

The Tianlong Dynasty implemented a vassal system. Although the Zhenwu Division was strong, the vassal king had fiefdoms, an army, and was self-sufficient. If he was powerful, he could rebel in the name of the emperor. In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, starting from the late emperor, the emperor In the name of the emperor, he forced the princes of the major vassals to come to the imperial capital.

They say they are studying, but in fact they are just being hostages.

Long Hua was unwilling to be under house arrest in this huge imperial capital. He had long wanted his father to depose the emperor and establish himself on his own. Unfortunately, his father's devil plan failed, and even the prison robbery plan he planned was broken.

Long Hua hated Chen Mo so much that he even dreamed of killing this evildoer.

"This matter failed because the Zhenwu Division intervened. Your Highness, Chen Mo is now involved with the Zhenwu Division. He even specially called two masters from the Zhenwu Division to take charge. However, His Highness, don't worry, I have already sent him. I have found a Sixth Grade master, and I expect that Chen Mo tonight will never see the sun tomorrow."

Ding, the old man standing next to Long Hua, smiled lightly and said.

Long Hua nodded slightly, "I hope it's as you said...".

Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed in like a ghost from outside the hall. The old servant rushed out and stood in front of Long Hua. When he saw that it was one of his own, he relaxed his guard.

"What's the matter"

The visitor was sweating profusely, pointed to the door, and said anxiously: "Gao, Gao, a Sixth Grade master, died before he entered the Chen family gate...".

"What?"

The old servant Ding's old and turbid eyes suddenly became clear, and his eyes were a little more frightened, "Who did it?"

"No, you can't see it at all. The Sixth Grade master's head disappeared without even realizing it. He's too strong, too strong..."

The man had a frightened expression, as if he had seen a ghost, his body was still shaking, and the fear lingered.

"Fifth Grade? Or Fourth Grade? A master as strong as Zhenwusi would actually serve as a guard for that kid. The identity of the person behind him is not simple. His Highness, I think we should not act rashly these days. Otherwise, It will set you on fire."

The old servant Ding sighed slightly and said helplessly.

Long Hua was furious and slapped his hand heavily on the wall nearby. After a moment of anger, he sighed and said, "That's all it can do."