Mo Jingchen smiled and nodded approvingly,

"Um!"

Xiao Ye's peach blossom eyes were full of expectations.

"As long as Deng Chan serves as a role model, in the future, women from Tianqi joining the army will become as popular as becoming female doctors!"

Mo Jingchen nodded with relief,

"Um!"

Xiao Ye looked like he was begging for praise.

“You can train female doctors, I can train female generals.

From now on, following their example, the women of Tianqi will not have to rely on men to survive.

I'm not holding you back, am I? "

【very nice】

[Women can make a living on an equal footing with men, instead of just serving people with their sex]

【That's the peaceful age I want to see】

Mo Jingchen half-squinted his eyes and joked with a smile,

"Your Majesty has always been very promising. How can he compare with me, a weak scholar?"

Xiao Ye pretended to be angry,

"You are so weak, uncle! I see that you have become much stronger.

When I finish this martial arts exam, I will teach you how to dance the sword.

I specially designed a lightweight soft sword for you. You can wear it around your waist and use it as a belt on weekdays. In critical moments, you can take it out for self-defense, okay? "

"Um."

Mo Jingchen responded perfunctorily, and began to complain in his heart again.

[Can I say bad? 】

[I really can’t get up in the morning, but I can’t dance to the sound of a chicken]

[Besides, it’s going to be ambush soon, and the sun is shining during the day, so it’s not suitable for wielding swords and guns ... ]

[In the evening, I have to go to bed early to recuperate ... ]

[I don’t have time to learn this stuff, nor am I interested]

Xiao Ye didn't care how he complained in his heart, he looked excited and continued to preach,

"When the time comes, you can move to my palace and teach you when I come back early in the morning. You don't have to get up early."

Mo Jingchen responded lightly again,

"Um."

I already have an idea in mind:

【I don’t want to practice martial arts】

[I have to find a way to push it away]

Xiao Ye felt angry:

Damn you, Mo Jingchen, you lied to me again! You can't bear any hardship!

I can't get up in the morning, I'm afraid of being exposed to the sun during the day, and I have to go to bed early at night. It's so pretentious!

I don’t care if you want to practice swordsmanship or not, if you lie to me, I will lie to you too! I’ll trick you into my palace first!

Mo Jingchen didn't want to continue this topic with Xiao Ye, lest he come up with more ways to embarrass himself, so he changed the topic,

"Next month will be the Emperor's 40th birthday. Have you prepared your birthday gift?"

Xiao Ye suddenly realized that he had been busy training martial arts candidates these days and had never thought about his father's birthday.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Have you decided what to give?"

Mo Jingchen curled his lips,

"I am going to give you a handwritten copy of the Longevity Sutra.

I wrote it when I was in Sanqing Temple, and I am still paying tribute in front of the statue of Sanqing Temple, receiving incense every day.

The emperor believes in this and should like it. "

When Xiao Ye heard this, his eyebrows curved with a smile.

"Haha! Mo Jingchen, you are such a ghost! You were obviously there to form a clique, but in the eyes of my father, it turns out that you went to Sanqing Temple to copy longevity sutras for him~"

Mo Jingchen pursed his lips and smiled slightly,

"This may be Tianshi. You'd better do something with your own hands. The emperor lacks nothing, and his thoughts are the most important."

"Well ... that makes sense ... "

Xiao Ye thought for a moment, his peach blossom eyes flashed with starlight,

"Yes!

How about I make a riding whip for my father?

I still have a lot of wolf skins that I hunted in northern Xinjiang. I will give my father a wolf skin riding whip!

Let my father see the horse whip and think of my contribution to winning every battle in Northern Xinjiang!

From now on, when there is a battle that no one else can win, he will be able to think of me! "

Mo Jingchen raised his lips and smiled slightly,

“Very good~”

Suddenly, the smile on Xiao Ye's mouth disappeared and he asked tentatively,

"Jingchen, should we take this opportunity to invite our mother and concubine out of the cold palace?"

Mo Jingchen shook his head slightly and smiled lightly,

"No need.

Now that the queen has been deposed, no one in the harem can check or balance the imperial concubine anymore.

The imperial concubine is very ambitious. Without the trouble of palace fighting, she will find ways to harm you.

She lives in the cold palace, which is a good thing for her and us. "

Xiao Ye felt sad in his heart when he heard that Mo Jingchen referred to him as an imperial concubine instead of calling his little aunt affectionately:

He fell out with his little aunt all because of me ...

At the same time, I was extremely moved in my heart:

He had long expected that his little aunt would deal with me one day.

From beginning to end, he firmly chose to stand by my side without any hesitation.

Mo Jingchen, I am lucky enough to know you for three lifetimes, and I can’t repay you ...

Soon, the time came for the emperor's fortieth birthday.

Eunuch Su, who is beside the emperor, is guarding the gate of the palace, waiting for King Zhenbei and Lord Mo to enter the palace.

When Mo Jingchen saw Eunuch Su's hesitant look on his face, he knew that he was not here to pick someone up, he had an agenda!

King Zhenbei's current situation was not worthy of the emperor's first eunuch coming to greet him at the palace gate in person. He must have something to ask for, so he took the initiative to ask,

"Eunuch Su, are you looking for me and me?"

Eunuch Su looked embarrassed.

"On the occasion of the Emperor's fortieth birthday, I secretly thought that it would be great if the Imperial Concubine and His Highness could participate.

The slave went to the cold palace early in the morning and knocked on the door. However, the old slave spoke softly and did not even knock on the door ...

King Zhenbei, Lord Mo, I have the courage to ask you two to come forward and ask the imperial concubine and the young highness to come out of the cold palace to congratulate the emperor on his birthday. "

"Well, I'll give it a try." Mo Jingchen agreed immediately.

Eunuch Su had helped him, and he wanted to give him face, although he knew that if his little aunt held a grudge, he would definitely not be able to open the door to her cold palace.

Xiao Ye felt particularly uncomfortable:

It was because of me that the aunt and nephew became suspicious of each other, and my father was made to bear the blame ...

The two people came to the cold palace, Xiao Ye knocked on the door and called loudly for his mother.

“Squeak~~~”

There was a sound of door bolt, and then, they were greeted by a basin of water!

Xiao Ye was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed Mo Jingchen and jumped far away, avoiding the attack. Only a few splashes of water wet his clothes.

Xiao Ye was annoyed and his face darkened:

"Aunt Cuiguo! What do you mean?!"

Cui Guo rolled her eyes at them and said harshly,

"Next time you disturb our peace, I won't just throw foot washing water at you, I'll throw boiling water at you!"

Throw me foot washing water? ! ! !

How can it be so insulting! Xiao Ye was so angry,

"you you you!!"

Xiao Ye was angry, but what he felt more was guilt. He kept talking for a long time but didn't know how to respond.

Mo Jingchen looked at Xiao Ye and said calmly,

"My Lord, let's go."

Cui Guo looked at Mo Jingchen's ruthless and indifferent face. He was not here to apologize sincerely. The queen had waited for so long in vain. She was very angry:

He is truly an ungrateful person with an elbow that turns its back on him. There is no cure for him!

What kind of magic potion did Xiao Ye feed him that made him disregard family ties, betray his ancestors, and not recognize his relatives?