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

The Chen family has three sons, the eldest son Chen Jin, the second son Chen Guang, and the third son Chen Mo.

Chen Jin and Chen Guang had always been out and about more, and knew more people. As for Chen Mo, he had been bullied by his two brothers since he was a child, and was ordered not to go out to embarrass them.

As a result, few people knew about Chen Mo, the third young master of the Chen family, but some people with sharp eyes still recognized him.

"I'm Zhao Hu from Yong'an County. I've met the third young master."

A man in his early twenties, wearing a dark blue official robe, sheathed the long sword in his hand, clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.

Zhao Hu was just a small catcher with a small official position, but he had entered Chen's house to solve cases and met Chen Mo once.

"Zhao Hu?"

The name sounded familiar, but Chen Mo couldn't remember it for a while.

"Third Young Master"

Among the crowd, Xu Cheng's figure hurried over. Seeing that the opportunity was running out, Chen Mo hurriedly said: "Give me a word."

After saying that, Chen Mo turned around and ran towards Liu Wuxin's motorcade.

Zhao Hu and his subordinates looked at each other. Logically speaking, outsiders were not allowed to approach the prison car while it was in motion. However, Chen Mo was the third son of Chen Dewang, the young minister of Dali Temple, so they could not refuse.

Moreover, there is not much time for one sentence.

Chen Mo was holding on to the fence of the prison car with his right hand. His brain was a little dizzy because he had been hit, and he felt a dampness on his forehead. I'm afraid his brain had been torn apart.

"I know you don't believe me, but I still want to say that I will definitely save you. When that time comes, can you tell me your name yourself..."

Time was short, and there was only so much Chen Mo could say.

Liu Wuxin's stiff body like a puppet moved slightly, her little head turned, and her heterochromatic pupils suddenly shrank.

The midday sun shone on the ground of the imperial capital. The cold prison car was dark because of the obstruction of the prison cage. Liu Wuxin stayed in the prison car as if he was in darkness.

Although the sun was dazzling, what she saw in her eyes was a dark world, but only the young man in the sun had blood oozing from his head and a warm smile on his face.

Among the gloomy crowd, he was the only one who had some color at this moment.

"Third Young Master, you can't follow me anymore, otherwise it will be very difficult for the little one."

Zhao Hu stepped forward with a confused look on his face.

"I don't want to see her being thrown stones again. You should know what to do."

As the prison car moved away, Chen Mo also suppressed the smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

"The little one knows"

Zhao Hu was stunned for a moment, but finally agreed with clasped fists.

The officers and soldiers left, the convoy also left, and most of the crowd behind them dispersed. At this time, Xu Cheng also caught up.

"Third Young Master, your head..."

Xu Cheng's face was filled with horror. Could this restless master beg to die again?

"It's okay, just a skin injury."

Chen Mo waved his hand gently. Although it hurt, it seemed nothing compared to Liu Wuxin's experience.

Xu Cheng was still worried that something would happen to Chen Mo, so he quickly called a few servants to treat his wounds.

The injury was not serious, just like what Chen Mo said, it was just a skin injury, just bandage it.

After the wound was taken care of, we went straight to the carriage and headed back home.

Chen Mo had no time to recuperate. As soon as he returned home, he had to meet his cheap father.

Chen Dewang has many eyes and ears in the imperial capital. As soon as Chen Mo awakened the scrap Spirit Vein, he received the news immediately.

He already knew what happened on the way back, why Chen Mo was injured, and how serious the injury was.

When he saw Chen Mo's opened head, Chen Dewang was not surprised at all, nor did he show any concern.

The eldest of the three sons of the Chen family, Chen Jin Xiwen, was twenty-four years old and was a scholar. Although he was not as good as the children of other official families, he had achieved fame at least.

The second son, Chen Guang, practices martial arts but has low talent. He was only qualified to become a Ninth Grade Martial Artist at the age of twenty.

In the realm of Martial Artist, the First Grade is the strongest and the Ninth Grade is the weakest. Generally, one can enter the Tao after the pulse is opened at the age of sixteen.

After entering Taoism, you can enter Ninth Grade Martial Artist with a little practice.

However, Chen Guang’s talent was so poor that it took him four years to become a Ninth Grade Martial Artist.

After all, he became a Martial Artist, which did not disgrace the Chen family.

But as for Chen Mo, he had not made progress in studying since he was a child, and was kicked out by his master. Then he studied Martial Dao, and now he has awakened a useless Spirit Vein. He has no chance to practice in this life.

Compared with the two sons, these three sons are incompetent in literature and martial arts. It would be okay if he is less talented, but he has not even touched the threshold, which is really an embarrassment to the Chen family.

Chen Dewang, who had long disliked Chen Mo, became even worse after learning that Chen Mo was a useless Spirit Vein. He said with a cold face, "You're back?"

Chen Mo raised his head and glanced at this cheap father. In his impression, Chen Dewang was a strict father. He usually talked little and saw him very rarely.

The father appears only when mistakes are made.

Because of this, the predecessor respected and feared this father.

But Chen Mo had a look of disdain for this cheap father, and even looked down upon him. In his memory, when Ye Liangchen destroyed the entire Chen family, Chen Dewang left his son and ran away alone.

Later, he was caught up by Ye Liangchen. It happened that Chen Mo was returning from outside the house at this time. Chen Dewang used his third son to block his knife without saying a word.

In the end, both father and son died on the spot.

"Um"

Chen Mo replied calmly.

That's it?

When Chen Dewang heard this, anger welled up in his heart. He slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Chen Mo, do you know your guilt?"

Xu Cheng, who was following Chen Mo, saw this and hid aside knowingly.

"I don't know"

Chen Mo's tone was calm and he showed no signs of panic when faced with Chen Dewang's questioning, which made the latter a little confused.

Normally, this third son would be like a mouse to a cat when he saw me, but today he seemed to be a different person.

It seems that what those servants reported is correct.

"Chen Mo, you are so brave, you dare to beat your brother in the street, you still don't know the crime?"

"I don't know"

Chen Mo was as calm as ever.

Chen Dewang suppressed the anger in his heart, held the corner of the table tightly with his right hand, and said, "Give me a reason."

"It's true that I beat my eldest brother in the street, but he humiliated me and my mother in public. I beat him, it's only natural."

"It's only natural. Even if he humiliates you, so what. He is your brother. He humiliates you. It's for your own good. He wants you to make progress. But yours doesn't know how to repay his kindness and he beats people. It's only natural. Who told you Yours is the right thing to do”

Is it for my own good to spray me? Then is it for your own good if I spray your whole family... No, isn't his whole family my whole family?

Chen Mo muttered in his heart.

Xu Cheng watched with great interest. He had just been asked by Chen Mo to kneel down in public. He felt ashamed and angry. Now that he saw the other party deflated, he was naturally very happy.

Aren't you crazy? If you have the ability, why don't you act crazy in front of your father?