Chapter 258

"Oh, let's try. I'm very curious. What's your ability to make me die without burial?"

Don't cherish Yan Han's cold eyes and cold eyebrows, staring at the maid's whisper, and his tone sank again and again.

"In that case, we'll see."

Whispered a cold hum, threw down this sentence, and left without looking back.

Oh, it's still too tender.

Don't cherish Yan's cold smile. If she wants to frame someone, she must take the person to the emperor first, let the other party treat the emperor first, and then move in the prescription.

Then he combined with several courtesies and eunuchs to prove that he was just a decocting medicine and had no possibility of moving his hands and feet. It can be predicted that even if he had a hundred people at that time, he would be indistinguishable.

However, at present, she still needs to go to the emperor quickly. Since the palace maid said so much, she had to guard against it.

Although she is afraid, it's good to have less trouble.

Thinking of this, she cleaned herself up slightly in front of the bronze mirror, and then turned out.

She first went to the imperial study to find the emperor, but the eunuch on duty there told her that she needed to go directly to the emperor's bedroom today.

Mo Xiyan asked the direction of the bedroom and walked over without hesitation.

Along the way, she asked several more questions and found the luxurious bedroom of the Imperial Palace, Longsheng hall.

"Who!" the bodyguard outside the gate of the courtyard outside the Longsheng hall stopped Mo Xiyan directly and Wei drank.

Mo Xi Yan said calmly, "I'm Mo Xi Yan, a doctor who treats your Majesty's diseases."

"It's Miss Mo, your majesty has been waiting for you for a long time. Please." as soon as the bodyguard listened, he immediately turned sideways to open the gate and motioned Mo Xiyan to enter.

Mo Xiyan nodded, "thank you."

Then he stepped directly into the courtyard.

After entering the courtyard, she found that she seemed to be born in a dreamland.

There are silver trees, golden flowers, jade buildings and glazed tiles. She can't imagine any words to describe it except luxury.

In short, everything in front of me completely refreshed my three views and all the knowledge I knew before.

No wonder there was an ancient poem "the wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones." this poem describes these oil-rich upper class people.

She didn't understand before, but now she doesn't understand enough.

Look at all these things in front of her. Even if she breaks a branch on the side of the path, she can live in this world for several years.

After all, according to the economic level of Mojia village, we can compare everything in front of us. Well, it's not on the same level at all, and we can't compare it.

"Why not?" just as Mo Xiyan lamented all the luxury in front of him, a low and charming voice sounded behind him.

"I'm dazzled and can't see the road clearly." Mo Xi Yan didn't think about it, so he replied.

Not until after his death did he realize what he had said with a smile.

She hurriedly turned around and looked at Murong Yu. She said fiercely, "don't laugh."

Murong Yu raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender. Then he said, "I saw you all the way here. You seem to have lost your way. It turned out that you just spent your eyes."

He raised his head and looked at everything in the yard. "In fact, don't say it's you. Every time I come in, I will feel shaking my eyes. It will hurt after a long time."

Yes, very well. Don't cherish Yan's heavy nodding. This is a typical bright blind. It's a symptom with him.

Thinking like this, she raised her hand and patted heavily on Murong Yu's shoulder. "It's okay. It'll be fine in a while. It's not a serious disease."

With that, she withdrew her hand, turned and left.

Murong Yu, who stayed in place, thought about it and then reacted, "little thing, don't run."

He hurried to catch up, but because this was the place where the emperor lived, he didn't dare to make any big news, so he still couldn't catch up with Mo Xiyan.

Until Mo Xiyan really got lost at the intersection not far away, he didn't have a chance to catch her.

But it's really not a funny place right now.

Because the emperor's bedroom is not far from where Mo Xiyan lost his way.

So he came to her ear and whispered, "I'll pick you up later."

Then he took Mo Xiyan to turn a corner and walked to the corridor on one side.

When he came here, Mo Xiyan saw the palace maids and eunuchs walking here, but there was still no bodyguard.

It surprised her.

So he came forward and pulled the sleeves of La Murong Yu. When he stopped and turned around, he whispered, "why don't you see the bodyguard?"

Murong Yu smelled the speech and said meaningfully, "it's not just on the bright side, it's the bodyguard."

His words made Mo Xiyan more confused.

But she didn't have a chance to continue asking questions. You Ping, the eunuch's general manager, had come to Zhu's door from a distance and met them.

"Seventh Lord, Miss Mo, your majesty has been waiting for a long time. Please come in with the slave."

His attitude is still very modest, even lower than that little language.

But because of this, don't cherish Yan. The more you can't despise him.

You know, according to Murong, this old man has been with the emperor for decades.

It can be said that all over the world, he is the person who knows the emperor best. As for whether there is one, it remains to be discussed.

But he is the confidant of the emperor's firm confidant, which is certain.

It is said that the emperor sometimes asked him questions and listened to his opinions.

That's amazing, isn't it.

An emperor listens to the eunuch's advice. If it is not a fool, it is that the eunuch is really capable and highly valued by the emperor.

Mo Xiyan felt that the right flat manager should belong to the latter.

But it's a little strange.

It is reasonable to say that Youping should not be able to fight.

It can be seen that its footwall is very stable. Although walking is not windy step by step, it is also very vigorous.

Plus its lean posture.

This is clearly proof of martial arts.

Mo Xi Yan looked at Youping's back, and a trace of doubt flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Just ask Murong Yu later.

On this thought, she threw the question aside for the time being.

When I returned to my mind, I found myself in a small yard that can only be called ordinary.

There is only one low house, a pond with a clear bottom, and a bamboo forest that can be used as a shade, so there is nothing more.

Compared with the drunkards outside, it can only be described as simple and crude.

Even in rural areas such as Mojia village, slightly richer families have better houses than here.

Looking at the emperor half lying on the soft couch in the bamboo forest not far away, Mo Xi Yan was really stunned.

The emperor is here, so this is where he usually lives?

If this is the real residence, what's going on outside?