Mo Chuan wrote a yellow silk quickly, sealed with fire paint, and handed it to Xiao Si.
"Xiao Si, take this secret order and my letter. I'll start tomorrow."
"Yes, I do." Four hands to take, carefully into the arms.
"By the way, I will order you to be the imperial envoy ambassador, and send you 500 royal guards, and 20 imperial guards to guard your safety. If you encounter any injustice along the way, you can also take care of it first and report later." Mo Chuan said again.
"Thank you very much for your kindness. I can't thank you enough."
Xiao Si is so happy that he climbs on the ground and knocks several times in front of mochuan.
"Well, don't kowtow. Time is running out. You don't have to wait here. Go down and pack up." Mo Chuan waved his hand with a smile.
"Thank you very much."
Xiao Si got up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned around.
"Emperor, you seem to have forgotten to tell the servant what is the second job?"
"Well, this job," Mo Chuan picked up a thin piece of paper from the table and threw it to him. "This is the second letter of flying pigeon that Zhuifeng has just sent. People can see it immediately."
That piece is light and thin, ink Chuan so casually throw, but accurately fell into small four hands.
This skill shows a deep internal power.
Xiao Si was impressed and shocked. He exclaimed, "emperor, your internal power has been completely restored! That's great, that's great! "
He was most worried about the emperor's internal power, because Chu Shaoyang gave the emperor a medicine called soft muscle powder, which took away the emperor's hard-working internal power for so many years.
Although the ancient doctor took the antidote to the emperor, the ancient doctor said that the medicine called ruanjin powder was too overbearing. It had invaded the emperor's eight channels and softened the meridians. The lost internal power could not be completely recovered. It would be a miracle to recover 50-60%.
Hearing this news, Xiao Si would like to take Chu Shaoyang apart.
However, Mo Chuan was not angry and depressed because he lost most of his skills.
After rescuing the empress, Mo Chuan tells him and Zhuifeng not to disclose anything about it to the empress.
Since then, Xiao Si has never seen the emperor show his martial arts until now.
Moreover, through this stroke, Xiao Si finds that the emperor's skill is not only as good as before, but also better than before.
"Well, I've recovered. How do you feel about my skill?" Mo Chuan smiles.
"I found that the emperor's skill is more profound than before! Emperor, what's going on? Have you taken any rare treasures of ginseng and Radix Polygoni Multiflori, or have you taken any panacea? " The envious color of Xiao Si's face.
"Even if it's a panacea." Mo Chuan is a smile.
The saliva that small four envies is about to flow out.
"I want to thank her for my ability to recover so quickly." Mo Chuan raised his head, you you said, eyes are unable to cover the missing and deep feelings.
This she, does not need him to say, small four also can guess who it is.
"Is it related to the queen? But the empress is far away. How can she help the emperor recover your skill? " Little four is at a loss.
Mo Chuan suddenly smile.
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