At this moment, the emperor was panicking and thinking wildly.

All the doctors from the Imperial Hospital came and after diagnosis and treatment, they unanimously said:

Mr. Mo, he just fainted, it's okay, he'll be fine when he wakes up naturally.

The most serious injury Mo Jingchen suffered was just a little scratched skin on his palms and elbows.

At that time, the emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.

The emperor relaxed in one breath. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, light-headed and unsteady ...

Mo Jingchen is really fine. The emperor is the one who is in trouble.

The emperor fell down and woke up again. His body and bones could no longer maintain their apparent strength, and he was bedridden.

Although the emperor was ill, he still insisted on being helped to go to court every day.

In the battle against the rebellion of Bohai State, King Zhenbei won a complete victory.

King Zhenbei took the head of the king of Bohai Kingdom, captured the crown prince of Bohai Kingdom alive, and returned to the court with his troops.

The first thing Xiao Ye did when he returned to the capital was to enter the palace and hand over the tiger talisman.

If he was slow, he would be afraid that his suspicious father would suspect that he would lead his troops to force the palace, which would be detrimental to Mo Jingchen.

Although, this piece of scrap metal is really of no use to Xiao Ye now. With his absolute control over the army, the Tiger Talisman is just a decoration.

Now, as long as the King of Zhenbei gives a military order, the soldiers will follow his lead!

However, this tiger talisman is my father's reassurance.

In the Qinzheng Hall, King Zhenbei performed the military general salute, knelt on one knee and presented the tiger talisman with both hands.

The emperor stood up and came over, took the tiger talisman, and then helped Xiao Ye up.

"Thank you for your hard work, King Zhenbei, are you injured?"

"It's not hard. Thank you for your concern, father. My son is not injured." Xiao Ye replied absently, looking around but unable to find Mo Jingchen.

The emperor was very emotional:

He is really a better person than his predecessor. When he was young, he fought all over the world. When he returned to the court victoriously, he was not scarred ...

The emperor also saw that Xiao Ye was not in the mood to report the battle situation to him.

"Go and see him. He's in the backyard corridor."

"Yes, thank you father." Xiao Ye clasped his fists and resigned.

The weather has become hot, and Mo Jingchen is sitting in the corridor in the backyard of Qinzheng Hall to enjoy the cool and read a book.

There are several kinds of iced fruits and iced drinks on the fruit plate on the stone table.

Behind him, there were two maids fanning him. He looked extremely relaxed and comfortable.

Xiao Ye smiled as soon as he saw him and shouted excitedly from afar,

"Mo Jingchen! I'm back!"

Mo Jingchen was very calm, put down the book in his hand, stood up, without moving, raised his eyes to meet each other, his brows were happy, his lips were slightly raised,

[Welcome to triumph, my highness]

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ye ran over with two long legs.

Mo Jingchen bowed slightly and clasped his fists.

"I have met the King of Zhenbei."

Xiao Ye supported his arm and said eagerly,

"Master Mo, there is no need to be polite, sit down quickly~"

Xiao Ye lowered his eyes and glanced at the many fruit plates on the table. The seasonal fruits were all placed, and they were all iced.

It can be seen that his father, who has always been stingy, did not treat him harshly at all. A heart that had been worried for a long time was finally relieved.

Xiao Ye picked up the remaining half of the bowl of rock sugar snow pear from Mo Jingchen and drank it all in one gulp.

"This road is really hot ...

As Xiao Ye finished speaking, he suddenly thought of Mo Jingchen's taboo word 'death', so he swallowed the word 'death' that was already on his lips and changed it to,

" ... broken me!"

Mo Jingchen curled his lips and smiled, "Eat some iced fruit to relieve the heat."

Xiao Ye didn't care at all about the palace maid standing behind him and the guards in the distance, and asked questions as if there was no one else around.

"Mo Jingchen, do you miss me?"

Because Xiao Ye knows that these people dare to listen but dare not speak.

As a lesson learned from the past, those who gossiped about them were either beheaded or mutilated by their father.

At this moment, Xiao Ye can be said to be unscrupulous.

Mo Jingchen had deep eyes and a smile, and answered very seriously,

"My lord, I look forward to the triumphant return of King Zhenbei every day."

"Hehe~"

Xiao Ye was very satisfied with his answer. He took something out from his pocket with a smile and held it in his hand.

"Jingchen, I brought you a gift. Guess what it is?"

Mo Jingchen looked at his sandbag-sized fist. He looked calm on the surface, but he was actually thinking seriously in his heart.

[What is this small object that can be held in the palm of your hand? ]

[Could it be a small insect brought back from Bohai Kingdom? ]

[No, if I put it in my arms, I will suffocate. Could it be a small shell or a small conch?]

[No, there is no shortage of these things in Yazhou. I have seen all kinds of rare shells and conchs.]

[Probably, it's a stone ... ]

Xiao Ye couldn't help but feel disappointed:

ah ...

Could he guess this?

There is no suspense at all, how can we play this ...

Mo Jingchen suddenly spoke,

"I can't guess."

"Hehe~"

When Xiao Ye heard this, he became happy again. He smiled silly and raised his eyebrows.

"Reach out your hand~"

Mo Jingchen stretched out his right hand and spread his palm. Xiao Ye's peach blossom eyes were half-squinted with a smile on his face.

One hand held the back of his hand, the other fist pressed into his palm, and then slowly spread out.

Mo Jingchen only felt a touch of coldness fall on his warm palm. When he looked again, he saw a small transparent stone with an unknown little insect inside.

Xiao Ye was particularly excited:

"You haven't seen it before, have you? There are bugs in the stone. Isn't it particularly magical?"

Mo Jingchen smiled and nodded,

"Um."

Xiao Ye said with regret,

"It would be great if there was a monkey inside. Unfortunately, I searched the whole mountain and couldn't find another one."

Mo Jingchen curled his lips and smiled,

"This is called the Tiger Soul Stone. According to ancient books, it was formed from the tears shed by tigers.

The tiger's tears are so small that they cannot hold a monkey, only small insects. "

Xiao Ye pretended to be sour,

"Yeah, Lord Mo, we are really well-read in poetry and books. We know everything. I thought this was called a rock.

Regardless of the vicissitudes of life, a worm is like a rock, indestructible, so it is just right to give it to you. "

【ah? Could it be that Xiaosha wanted to express that his heart was still as solid as a rock? This public ... ]

Xiao Ye was very proud:

You know me, Jingchen, how can you be so smart and know everything at once?

Mo Jingchen looked at Xiao Ye's smiling peach blossom eyes and suddenly felt his cheeks getting hot. He didn't want to hear him talk nonsense in front of the public. He smiled dotingly,

"Excuse me, King Zhenbei, and tell me something interesting."

When it comes to interesting things, Xiao Ye turns into a chatterbox and talks happily about his battles in Bohai Country. In his opinion, those are all very interesting.

He spoke with gestures and continued to use onomatopoeia:

" ... I just picked up two swords from left and right, then jumped over, then, with two clicks and two kicks, King Bohai was dead ... "

Mo Jingchen said with concern,

"Have you ever been injured?"

Xiao Ye shook his head like a rattle, raised his eyebrows with a proud look on his face,

"No one in this world can hurt me."

I felt very emotional:

During the battle in his last life, he was scarred all over his body and had no love in his heart. He fell into depression at the age of thirty-six.

Fortunately, God has mercy on me. I have the strength to fight all over the world for twenty years and I can live another life. No one can hurt me in the slightest.

In this life, with you by my side, no matter what, I will never be a short-lived ghost again. We will last forever ...