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

"Xu Cheng, I order you to slap me to death, come on"

Chen Mo stretched out his neck, put his head directly in front of Xu Cheng, and let out a beast-like roar.

This roar stunned not only Xu Cheng, but also Chen Jin and the onlookers in the square.

No one thought that Chen Mo would beg for death at this time.

"Third Young Master, you, you are doing this to embarrass me."

Xu Cheng's throat rolled slightly. He dared to teach Chen Mo a lesson, but he absolutely did not dare to kill him.

"I'm embarrassing you? Aren't you embarrassing me? You started to touch me when you first came up, and you still take me as the third young master in your eyes?

If you humiliate me like this in public, do you still take my Chen family and my father seriously?"

"No, this is not the third young master. The master of the family ordered me to come..."

Xu Cheng let go of his hand in panic and took two steps back.

"Kneel down"

Chen Mo's eyes widened with anger, like a furious lion, "I am the son of the head of the family, you can either kill me or kneel down to me today."

"Third Young Master, the master of the family ordered me to come..."

"Kneel down and speak"

thump--

Xu Cheng's legs involuntarily knelt down. He never expected that the third young master, who usually looked timid and as timid as a quail, would be so tough today.

There were only two choices: kill him or kneel down. As Xu Cheng, who was loyal to his family leader, he would never dare to choose the former.

"explain"

Fang Bai took a deep breath, then looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with an unfathomable look.

But in fact, his face was almost twisted into a mess.

pain

My shoulder hurts so much

"Third Young Master, the master of the house ordered me to come and call you back to the house."

Xu Cheng bowed his hands and said respectfully: "The carriage is ready. Please get on the carriage, third young master."

In the past, Xu Cheng would never have been so respectful to Chen Mo, but something was not right with him today. It would be better to do less than to do more.

"knew"

Chen Mo took a deep breath and gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his shoulder.

Xu Cheng quickly stood up and faced Chen Mo into the carriage outside the square.

Chen Jin was still a little confused. Chen Mo seemed to be extra tough today. Even Xu Chengdu had to give him face.

Who was Xu Cheng? He was his father's most powerful dipping sauce. Even he had to be respectful, but Chen Mo actually yelled at him.

Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Jin saw Chen Mo getting on the carriage and then walking away.

"Chen Mo, this is today... eh, wait, that's my carriage, I haven't gotten on it yet..."

on carriage

Chen Mo was sitting in the main seat with a solemn look on his face; Xu Cheng was sitting next to him, acting as a guard, with an embarrassed look on his face. He opened his mouth but hesitated to speak.

Glancing at Xu Cheng, Chen Mo felt a little headache, not because he had to go back to meet the cheap father.

Instead, Ye Liangchen returned from the restricted area in more than a month.

In other words, Chen Mo only has more than a month to save his life. Now, there are only three ways in front of him.

First, escape.

At this time, Ye Liangchen was not a fool who had just come out of Novice Village. He was already in a high position and had many intelligence organizations under him. If Chen Mo wanted to escape from his pursuit, it might be that simple.

Moreover, Ye Liangchen was known to be cruel and ruthless, and he would definitely get rid of the roots. Dogs that passed by would have to be slapped twice, not to mention that he was Chen Jin's blood relative.

Second, cut off relations with Chen Jin.

This seems feasible, but it is not realistic. Not to mention that his father will not allow it. Even if he really succeeds, Ye Liangchen may not let him go.

Third, find a backer.

This seems feasible, but is extremely difficult to implement in practice.

After returning from the penalty area, Ye Liangchen was already in version T1. Those who could beat him were only a handful of version T0 in the land of Kyushu.

But given Chen Mo's identity and strength, let alone asking for help, he might not even be able to meet him in person.

dead end

An unsolvable dead end

Chen Mo bit his index finger knuckle, his expression getting increasingly ugly.

Xu Cheng inadvertently glanced at the mutated third young master and found that something was wrong with his expression. He felt a little worried. He was not thinking of some bad idea.

Boom——

The carriage that was moving smoothly suddenly paused, and Chen Mo, who was caught off guard, rushed forward. Seeing this, Xu Cheng raised his hand and pressed the former's shoulders, pushing him back to his original position, and then shouted to the coachman: "Bastard, how are you driving?" car".

"Sir Xu, Third Young Master, there is a convoy ahead, blocking the way."

The groom responded.

Xu Cheng opened the curtain of the car window and looked outside. Through this small gap, Chen Mo also saw a little bit of what was going on outside.

The crowded crowd was talking like a vegetable market. Chen Mo couldn't hear what was being said clearly, but in front of the crowd was a long motorcade.

"It's a prison car for detaining prisoners. I guess it's a convoy heading to the prison outside the city. Third Young Master, just wait a little longer. It will pass soon."

Xu Cheng smiled slightly and then closed the curtain of the car window.

Prison van?

Chen Mo frowned slightly. There were already prisons in the Imperial Capital. If there were prisoners, they would definitely be detained in the Imperial Capital Prisons. Unless something big happened and the number of prisoners doubled, unimportant prisoners would be transferred to prisons outside the city.

Has anything major happened in the Imperial Capital in recent days...

Chen Mo suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, he quickly opened the door curtain and jumped out of the car.

"Third Young Master"

Xu Cheng shouted, and when he couldn't stop shouting, he jumped out of the car.

Passing through the crowded crowd, Chen Mo moved forward step by step. After a while of pushing, he finally reached the front of the crowd.

There was an endless motorcade like a long queue. Above the four-wheeled prison carts were cages. There were three prisoners in each cage, and each of them had their hands and feet shackled.

On both sides of the prison car, there were officers and soldiers with knives on their waists, their eyes like falcons, scanning the surroundings alertly to prevent anyone with ulterior motives from taking away the prisoners.

Chen Mo followed all the way, his eyes quickly scanning every prison car. Suddenly, he found the most dilapidated prison car.

The cage was in tatters, and there were stones of different sizes scattered inside, all thrown by the crowd on the street.

Inside the prison van, three delicate women were imprisoned.

The three of them were of different ages. The youngest looked about six or seven years old, with baby fat cheeks and a dull expression. She had her head hanging down, looking a little silly.

The eldest was eighteen years old, with a beautiful face, but his face was unsightly. There were knife marks and burn marks, and he looked like he had been disfigured.

The last one, and the one that Chen Mo couldn't take his eyes away from, was in his early ten years, with long black messy hair, and disgusting lumps on his cheeks and arms.

His body was so thin that he was just skin and bones, as if he would fall over if the wind blew him.

The most eye-catching thing is her eyes, one blue and one red, with naturally different pupils. In this feudal ancient times, they were a natural disaster.

Therefore, she became the one who received the most stones among these prisoners.

The moment he saw the girl with strange eyes, a long-lost smile appeared on Chen Mo's face, "I found it, the empress of the Demon Cult, Liu Wuxin."