At this moment, Mo Jingchen's face was expressionless, and he was already complaining in his heart:

[Why take me with you? 】

[You little fool, you will really cause trouble for me]

Xiao Ye’s head was full of questions:

Is this trouble? Did I do bad things with good intentions?

The smile on the emperor's face disappeared, and he looked majestic:

"Where is Mo Jingchen?"

Mo Jingchen quickly walked from the crowd to the midfield, lifted up his clothes and knelt down, lowered his head and clasped his fists.

"Wei Chen has met the emperor."

The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at the kneeling man. He was dressed in white, his waist was straight, and he knelt without bending his waist.

The son of an old friend looks like an old friend.

"Keep your head up."

Mo Jingchen raised his head without raising his eyes.

Zhilan appearance, bamboo character, elegant and upright.

For a moment, the emperor felt like he was in another world:

This elegant appearance and picturesque eyebrows really resemble his father, my companion, the former imperial censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Mo Ziqi.

Ziqi, you are such a stubborn person, how much better it would be if you didn't hit the pillars in the court to remonstrate.

Now that my son is so old, he can also enjoy the family happiness of having children and grandchildren around his knees.

You stubborn donkey, I really hate you and miss you ...

Don't worry, I will definitely treat your only son well.

My eleventh princess seems to have grown up ...

As soon as the emperor opened his mouth,

"How old are you? Have you ever been married?"

Mo Jingchen looked indifferent on the surface, but complained in his heart:

[Xiaosi, you can really cause trouble for me. Fortunately, I have been prepared.]

[I am best at pretending to cough up blood]

Mo Jingchen started coughing before he could reply to the emperor.

Coughing so hard that his whole body trembled, he first covered his face with Yunxiu, then took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth.

Then, the cold white fingers with clear joints tightly grasped the handkerchief into the palm, and a corner of it happened to be exposed, still stained with blood.

A low voice said feebly:

"Back to the Emperor, Wei Chen is eighteen years old and has not yet been married."

This move made Xiao Ye stunned for a moment:

You Mo Jingchen, in broad daylight, you pretended to cough up blood to deceive the emperor. How audacious!

You're so pretending, if I hadn't been able to hear your thoughts, I would have believed it to be true.

well!

I also refuse marriage. Look at all the crazy things I did in my last life!

The emperor vaguely remembered that Mo Ziqi once mentioned to him:

His wife, who was born in the world,

She had always been in good health, but when she was pregnant, she felt unwell in every possible way, and even going to the imperial doctor didn't help.

Mrs. Mo finally died in childbirth. The son she risked her life to give birth to was still a sickly boy who was less than a month old.

I never thought that after so many years, this child would still be so weak.

Looking at his thin appearance and pale face, I am afraid he may not live long.

In this case, I can't marry my princess to him, but replace it with someone else's daughter ...

The emperor suddenly had a plan in mind:

There will be a polo match in a few days and let Mo Jingchen choose.

Maybe he can even lure his little aunt, Mo Qingwu, out of the cold palace!

I will propose marriage to any girl from the family that their aunt and nephew fall in love with, and she will be considered worthy of being a child in heaven.

Immediately, the emperor changed the subject,

"A man should establish a career first and then a family. Mo Jingchen, where do you work now?"

"Back to the Emperor, I am currently the editor of the Hanlin Academy."

The emperor nodded with satisfaction:

The Ministry of Personnel handled this matter well. The editor of the Hanlin Academy, a seventh-grade official, dealt with books all day long and never caused trouble.

Unlike his father, who had a broken mouth and a glib tongue, and kept chattering, chattering, chattering all day long!

All civil and military officials in the entire dynasty could not talk as much as he alone!

All day long, I know that I have faults, faults, and annoying ...

"Mo Jingchen, starting from today, will be promoted to the rank of Sixth Rank Hanlin Academy Compiler.

Reward him with a bloody horse brought as tribute from the Western Regions. "

Mo Jingchen kowtowed according to the rules.

"I thank you for your grace."

[It’s over, the emperor’s old love for his father is lost every time he spends it]

【well! It’s a pity that it’s not used in key places]

[This little fool is really capable of causing trouble. I have to find a way as soon as possible to send him to the border]

Xiao Ye was even more confused:

I understand your refusal to marry and your dislike of promotion. However, I have become the commander of the patrol camp, and you still want to attack me.

Then don’t blame me for trying to imitate you and lie to you!

Xiao Ye went back to the tent to bandage the wound on his leg, changed into clean Xuan clothes, covered his chest again, and stumbled into Mo Jingchen's tent, frowning with a look of pain on his face.

"Mo Jingchen, my heart hurts~"

Mo Jingchen's narrow phoenix pupils shrank, he immediately put down the book in his hand, stood up hastily to greet him,

"Why does your heart hurt?"

Xiao Ye's eyebrows drooped slightly,

"When I was hunting a black bear just now, I seemed to be slapped by a black bear~"

"ah?!"

The extreme concern made Mo Jingchen instantly confused:

【It’s over! If a bear slaps you, there won't be any internal bleeding, right? 】

[Bah, bah, bah! Absolutely not! 】

Mo Jingchen's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He walked over quickly and pulled open Xiao Ye's clothes.

Looking at his white and strong chest, there were no traces, and it didn't look like he had been injured at all.

Mo Jingchen looked puzzled and his eyes were filled with suspicion.

"Where does it hurt?"

Xiao Ye pointed at his heart, frowned, and screamed in pain,

"It just hurts here, my heart hurts, ah~

My left arm also hurts so much, it hurts just like my heart, ah, ah, ah~"

Mo Jingchen's heart trembled:

[Xiao Sha has a straight temper and has never lied since he was a child. He must be really uncomfortable.]

[Could it be that the side effects of love caused him to have phantom pain? 】

[The pain in my left arm may be related to the fact that I pricked him with a silver needle yesterday. It should be because acupuncture cannot be used when the love thread is entangled ... ]

【I really deserve to die】

Mo Jingchen's eyes were full of nervousness and concern:

"Does your arm hurt only if your heart hurts? Does your leg hurt?"

Xiao Ye was delighted:

Mo Jingchen, I'm not very good at lying, but you can still tell me a lie~

Xiao Ye frowned and made a painful expression:

“The leg injury doesn’t hurt, but my heart hurts, and my left arm hurts like never before.

Why don't you come back home with me and spend more time helping me with my treatment, okay? "

Mo Jingchen was convinced and felt extremely guilty. He nodded solemnly, with gentle eyebrows and thin lips.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will definitely cure you."

The autumn hunting was over, and Mo Jingchen followed Xiao Ye back to his Ninth Prince's Mansion.

On this day, Xiao Ye returned home from the patrol camp, with stars in his peach blossom eyes and the corners of his mouth rising uncontrollably, he happily told Mo Jingchen a piece of news:

"I received a big case, and it's time to show my face in front of my father!

In the capital, a brutal flower-picking thief recently appeared!

The girl who had already harmed two wealthy businessmen was extremely cruel to harm first and then torment her to death.

What's even more irritating is that before committing the crime, the flower picker would also put a dart on someone's door to send a warning letter. "

Mo Jingchen sighed inwardly:

[It’s really a big case! 】

[A woman’s reputation is the most important. If something happens to one person, the reputation of the entire family of women will be damaged]

[So, once something happens, the family will basically choose to hide it, which is very detrimental to the investigation]

[There are two companies that reported to the police. In fact, the number of girls killed may be several times that number]

[What wealthy businessman doesn’t have a hundred and eighty servants to protect his home? Even though there was a warning letter about the crime in advance, the person could not be caught, which shows that the murderer's methods are quite powerful]