Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 724
"Okay." Li Miaozhu nodded in response, and immediately swung the nine-section iron whip in his hand violently.

Before everyone could understand the concept of "three-point death", they saw the woman with the sleeves of the palace dress turn her wrist, and the iron whip was pulled straight at Mo Shujin's back——

Hiss~ When the whip goes down, Mo Shujin's clothes will not be ripped apart?

Everyone who saw the whip couldn't hold back their mouths and gasped, while the young man in brocade clothes who fell to the ground was frightened by the whip and scrambled back and forth.

He rubbed his clothes and hid back, and at the same time he couldn't help yelling: "Mother, I was wrong, oh~ I was wrong mother, mother, mother, you tap lightly, lightly—"

"Help, help, Father, help!"

"Seventh brother, uncle! Ms. Mu San, Taishang Laojun Tathagata, Buddha, ancestors, ancestors, help, help~~"

"Shout, but shout vigorously." Li Miaozhu, who was swinging a nine-section iron whip, smiled softly and ferociously, like a wild bandit emerging from the mountains, "Jin'er, don't worry, today you can even shout If your throat is broken, no one will come to save you~"

After all, she was ordered to beat the baby today, and she was aboveboard——

Li, with the imperial decree, Miao, the demon king of the world, Zhu Ru thought to himself, while showing the most thrilling and beautiful smile at his son.

"...Don't slap your face, leave the whole body." Seeing this, Mo Shujin raised his eyes to the sky and swallowed as if accepting his fate, then lay down peacefully on the ground, calmly going to die——

In the matter of beating his son, Li Miaozhu has always been an expert among experts.

Emperor Yunjing casually said "three-point death", and she really beat Mo Shujin into a "seven-point job". After the cold light whipped for a while, the young man in brocade clothes who was paralyzed on the ground was already moaning I can't get up.

"A Ci." Mo Junli, who witnessed the whole process from the side, showed an unbearable expression. Seeing Li Miaozhu withdrawing his hand, he hastily called out Mu Xici in a low voice.

The latter understood immediately when he heard this, and hurried forward, leaning over to take Mo Shujin's pulse.

Uh, His Highness Six's injury...

The little girl pinching the young man's wrist couldn't help but wrinkled her face in confusion. Seeing this, the young man couldn't help feeling anxious.

He moved his lips, and was about to ask about Mo Shujin's injury, but Li Miaozhu said a step ahead of him: "Don't worry, Your Highness, Jin'er was beaten up by his concubine since he was a child. "

"The body is much stronger than ordinary people, and the concubine has been beating him for many years, and he has already had a full hand. Since your majesty opened his mouth and asked for 'three-point death', the concubine will definitely not let him leave him with only six points of life." head."

...Why can you still feel good when you beat a baby, and you seem to be very proud of yourself? ?
Mo Junli was so frightened by Li Miaozhu's words that he couldn't speak for a while, so he glanced at his own girl who got up as if asking for help, and the Mu Da Guoshi who had passed the pulse got up and straightened his clothes without saying a word, and then his face was full He raised his head complicatedly.

"Ms. Zhaoyi's exquisite mastery of the whip force really amazes the younger generation, and I can't compare to it." Mu Xici bowed to Li Miaozhu, and then sighed, "A Yan, you really don't have to worry. "

"The Sixth Highness is fine. Don't look at him being unable to get up now. He looks a little miserable, but there are some flesh wounds. No whip wounds hurt his muscles and bones. It is indeed a real 'three-point death'."

Three points hurt the skin, five points hurt the tendons, and seven points break the bone. When it hurts the heart, people may die without a doubt. Therefore, Mo Shujin's body only stays on the wound between the skin and flesh, and it is indeed only "three points." die".

Moreover, his body is really quite strong, just now he received almost a dozen whips, right?Nowhere on his body was blood drawn.

——This is really a cub who has been beaten since he was a child.

How miserable.

Grand Master Mu was deeply moved, but she never showed anything on her face. She told the audience about Mo Shujin's injury with a calm and composed expression: "If it is combined with the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, it will be good for health... With Your Highness's Physique, at most seven or eight days will be good."

"That's right, even if His Highness the Sixth Highness wants to stand up in three days, it's not too difficult."

"Just be a little careful not to continue bumping, and don't fall on the injury."

"That's good." Mo Junli was slightly relieved when he heard the words. Seeing this, Mo Shujin, who was paralyzed on the ground, was about to shed two tears for their "moving" brotherhood, when he heard the young man The conversation suddenly changed——

"If the sixth brother can't get up and go to the court in three days, I really have a headache, who will take the big blame." Mo Junli, who got the "reassurance", looked faint, "After all, not everyone As talented as Sixth Brother—”

"It's so bad that everyone wants to go up and punch twice when they see it. This is also a great skill!" said the young man, grinning at Mo Shujin and baring his white teeth.

The young man who was unable to refute his shameless views had no choice but to roll his eyes angrily.

--Pooh!Fortunately, he was quite moved just now, but now he is not moved at all!

Mo Shujin was beaten up by his own mother, so naturally he didn't dare to have any doubts about the proposal of Mo Jingyao and others.

As a result, the warmth and joy in the imperial study room quickly returned, and it was rare for Emperor Yunjing to leave a few people to sit down, drink tea, and chat a few words about family matters.

After the incident, King Jin originally wanted to leave, but he thought that the melon seeds in the palace were bigger and more fragrant than those in his mansion, so he simply stayed a little longer and peeled a plate full of melon seeds for his wife. Before leaving, he asked Mo Jingyao for a snack box, packed all of it, and brought it back to Chu Huaiyun as snacks.

At the same time, in Chongming Palace.

Completely different from the peace and happiness at the Imperial Study Room, the Chongming Palace is gloomy and gloomy.

Three days ago, the news of Mo Shuyun's death was brought back to the palace. Jieyu Zhuwan, who suddenly lost her beloved son, locked herself firmly in the bedroom and let all kinds of food on the table eat. It's cold and cold, and I haven't touched a bite of rice.

The palace people in the Chongming Palace couldn't persuade her, and the stronger guards and eunuchs didn't dare to attack her. Song Xianxian was invited to Concubine Xian's palace.

"Concubine Xian, you are here." The anxious voice of the little palace maid came faintly from outside the house, and Zhu Wan, who was sitting on the bed dumbly, rolled her eyes when she heard this, and curled her fingers on the quilt for no reason. .

"Go in and persuade my mother, Jieyu hasn't had a drop of water for three days, and the imperial doctor has said that if she continues to waste like this, she will run out of oil and burn out in a few days!" the little palace maid mourned. She pleaded, and for no reason there was a cry in her throat.

"Okay, I know, don't worry, I will try to persuade her." Song Xianxian responded, and in the next breath, the carved wooden door was pushed open from the outside——

There was a loud "creak".

(End of this chapter)