Chapter 355: The emperor smashed, the basaltic chaos

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The morning child was slightly stunned, and then he hooked his lips. "I don't want to say this." He didn't believe him. His people of this nature didn't want to be interested in other people's affairs.
Xuanyuan ink heard some unexpectedly raised his eyebrows, waiting for the next words of the morning.
"Would you and Master go with me back to Xuanwu?" Although the morning was calm, the dark eyes were looking forward to it.
Looking at the expectations in the morning, Xuanyuan ink nodded and nodded.
Seeing Xuanyuan ink nodded, the morning face suddenly raised a smile of joy, "When he hurts a little, we will return to Xuanwu."
"Well." Xuanyuan ink smelled the boy on the eyebed and nodded lightly.
Another room in the inn.
"Come back." Duanmu saw the Xuanyuan ink coming back, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup of hot tea for him.
Xuanyuan ink sat down at the table and took a sip of the teacup.
Duanmu looked forward and looked at Xuanyuan Modao. "How about the boy, how can he be cured?"
Xuanyuan ink heard the hand holding the cup, then shook his head gently.
"How can it be so serious?" Seeing Xuanyuan ink shaking his head, Duanmu's face flashed a sigh of relief, and some sat on the stool. "If he is not cured, then the morning will not be awkward in his life." The morning child said that the boy was so bad that he would suffer such a serious injury. If it is really bad, the temper of the morning will surely linger for a lifetime.
Xuanyuan ink heard the light flashed slightly, but did not answer.
Silence for a while, Duanmu sighed a sigh. "Unfortunately, I will not practice medicine. If I have such a powerful medical skill as the Master, maybe I can help him." Duanmu said that there was a glimpse of the sputum. For medical practice, I don’t seem to have any talent at all. It is clear that there is the most powerful master in the mainland, but she can’t learn how to learn it.
Duanmu’s voice just fell, Xuanyuan ink sullenly said,
Even if you will, you are not allowed to help him.
Suddenly, it would be better to not practice medicine.
Looking at the gloomy Xuanyuan ink, Duanmu's inexplicably blinked, and then thought of something, the pretty face "teng" red, and lifted the eyes of Xuanyuan ink, how do people eat vinegar.
In the middle of the night, the teenager actually had a high fever. Fortunately, the morning child had a fever-removing medicine and ate the antipyretic medicine. The teenager’s high fever gradually retreated.
In the early morning of the next day, the young man woke up and tried to open his eyes with some confusion. He looked at the top of the account in a confused way. He didn’t understand where he was. After a while, the teenager remembered the previous things. He jumped with the emperor. Right, the emperor.
Thinking of the morning, the young man suddenly wanted to sit up, but accidentally involved in the wound, "ah..." The young man had a cold breath and was lying back on the bed again.
The door was "Oh," and the morning was holding the medicine bowl. He walked in and saw the teenager wake up. The morning walked quickly to the bed. "When you wake up, how are you, is there any uncomfortable?" While talking, put the medicine bowl in your hand on the little scorpion next to the bed.
"The emperor." The teenager saw the morning and immediately nervously wanted to get up and salute.
The morning sees the boy and immediately presses the boy back. "Your injury is not good, it is not appropriate to get up."
The teenager lay down again and looked at the layout of the room with some uneasiness. "Are we not jumping off the cliff? Where is it?"
"This is an inn, we are not dead, someone saved us." Chen Erwen simply explained, perhaps in protection, he did not want him to know those thrilling things.
The young man nodded in a word, and the beautiful scorpion flashed a touch of luck, so the high cliff, they did not die, it was so lucky.
"I took the medicine and took your medicine. Your injury will be fine." The morning light said that the dark twilight flashed a bit, took another pillow next to the boy's head, and then picked up the medicine bowl. Start feeding the juvenile medicine.
When the teenager saw it, he wanted to get up in fear. "I will come by myself."
"You shouldn't get up now, I will feed you." The faint voice has an unquestionable momentum.
The morning child said that the spoon was sent directly to the boy's lips, and the teenager could only drink the soup with a red face.
At this time, the boy's heart is ashamed and fearful. He looks at a child who is younger than himself and feeds himself. How to see how to change the twist, not to mention the child is still the emperor.
"I don't know your name yet." It seems that the juvenile's uneasiness is seen, and the morning child turns to the attention of the teenager.
The young man heard a little shyly licking his lips. "My surname is Mu, because I am ranked fifth at home, so I am called Xiaowu."
Mu Xiaowu, Chen Er mourned the name of the boy twice in his heart, and said, "How old are you?"
After drinking a soup, the boy replied, "Thirteen."
The morning child heard a lightly nodded, almost the same as he guessed. However, the thirteenth is really too small. Xuanwu clearly stipulates that it will be 15 years old before entering the military camp. However, these years, Zhuge did not explicitly hold the political affairs. He always ignored it. These rules.
"Why come to be a soldier?"
Mu Xiaowu heard a glimpse of a sigh of sorrow, coveted. "Last year my sister-in-law and two brothers and sisters died in a plague, leaving me alone, just as the army recruited, I came.

Looking at the stunned youth, the morning screamed, "The military camp is not for you."
The young man heard the flash of light flashing. Maybe the military camp was really not suitable for him. When he first arrived at the military camp, the soldiers used him as a woman. He always twirled him from time to time. Later, he could not only face him. Wipe some black ash and put some pockmarks to avoid trouble.
In the morning, I finished the last soup and put away the medicine bowl. "You have a good rest. When you hurt a little, we will return to Xuanwu."
The morning eyes were awkward, and Zhuge did not know the soldier. He would not let go.
The young man nodded lightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Two days later, the inn's room.
Xuanyuan ink looked at the two people who suddenly came out, and the brows were wrinkled.
Looking at the look of Xuanyuan's brow furrow, there is a touch of laughter in the innocent sorrow. "Why do you look at this expression, we are coming to find you, you are not touched, you still have such a pair." Annoying expression." Jun Wuxie said that he completely ignored the black-faced Xuanyuan ink, and sat down to the table and poured himself into the tea.
A cup of hot tea went down, and Jun blinked indiscriminately, then reached out and said hello to the side. "This tea is good, come and have a drink."
Xuanyuan Mo Wenyan once again has a black line, but it is just ordinary tea. Do you want to be so exaggerated.
In the midst of meditation, he walked very obediently and drank the tea that the king had poured for him.
Seeing the two sitting at the table, Xuanyuan Mo also went to the table and sat down. "Where is the army?"
When I saw Xuanyuan ink sitting down, Jun did not add a cup of tea to Xuanyuan Mo. "It will be estimated that there will be another ten days."
Xuanyuan ink heard the Emei, ten days, not far from Xuanwu, then there are more than ten days, Lian Zhengyu they can go to Xuanwu.
Duanmu gave him some wound medicine, and saw that the teenager was much better than the previous two days, and the heart hanging from Duanmu was slightly loose.
Back in the room, Duanmu saw the three people sitting at the table talking.
"汐儿 cousin." Seeing Duanmu, Jun is a happy face.
"When did it arrive?" Duanmu 汐 heard the words and went to the round table.
Xuanyuan ink immediately got up and sat down with the raft.
Jun Wuxun heard the words and hooked the lips, "just arrived."
Duanmu nodded and said, "It’s just right, go to Xuanwu with us tomorrow."
The innocent hears the words and surprises, "I will go tomorrow, can we live in this room tonight?"
Xuanyuan Mowen’s face suddenly darkened, and the cold eyes squinted at the innocent,
live downstairs.

Jun nodded dissatisfiedly and grinned. "Why do you live downstairs, even if you can't live in this room, I can live next door." Hao Yan is also close to his cousin.
It seems that I know the innocent mind, Xuanyuan ink lips evoke a touch of evil laughter, "Upstairs is full."
"I do not believe."
"believe it or not."
Listening to the two people, you arguing with one word, Duanmu and the sorrow look at each other, and only the innocent can make the big ice of Xuanyuan ink reveal such a childish side.
In the end, Jun did not live downstairs and did not live downstairs, nor lived next door, but lived in the room opposite Xuanyuanmo and Duanmu.
Early in the morning, several people left the inn and went to Xuanwu.
Duanmu, Chener and Mu Xiaowu are sitting in the carriage, Xuanyuan Mo, Jun innocent, three people are riding horses, this way, with the innocent join, a lot of laughter. What some people don't know is that Xuanwuguo has been in chaos at this time.
Xuanwuguo Palace.
A palace lady ran into the Ciqing Palace in a panic, but was stopped by the guard at the door.
"Let me go in, I am in a hurry." The palace girl was eager to push the big knife of the guard, but the strength was too small, and the guard's big knife did not move.
The guards heard the words and expressions. "The Regent has a command, and no one is allowed to enter the Ciqing Palace."
"Bold, the mourner is still not dead, you will not put the mourning home in your eyes." The voice of the guards just fell, and a majestic voice sounded.
When I saw Zhugelan, the guards immediately put down the big knife and stood respectfully. "The slaves didn't dare." The guards said that they didn't dare, but the face was not fearful.
When the palace girl saw it, she immediately took the opportunity to enter the Ciqing Palace and stood behind Zhugelan.
Seeing the goal, Zhugelan no longer looked at the ugly faces of the guards and directly closed the door.
Just entering the main hall of Ciqing Palace, the palace girl immediately reported that "the Queen Mother, the big thing is not good, the slaves heard the news... said..."
Looking at the swallowing palace lady, Zhuge Lan’s flashed a flash of anger. "What do you say, you say it!" Let her go out to inquire about the news. Isn’t it a hurry to die?
Listening to Zhugelan’s anxious voice, the palace lady can only bite the scalp.
The slaves heard the news that the emperor was stunned...