Force the king to accept—this will attack

Chapter 9 Ling Ze Division

"Your Majesty, don't you really need to notify General Li?" Dong Lian looked at Mo Xuan's face carefully and asked. She should be very happy to see him return safely, but as soon as His Majesty came back, he began to pack his bags without saying a word. Back to Beijing, what happened?

Mo Xuan didn't speak, and walked out of the tent straight away, and glanced at the guards and soldiers who had returned victoriously, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

The carriage was bouncing on the way back to Beijing, Mo Xuan didn't speak the whole time, he looked at the large expanse of fiery red maple trees outside the window, as if he was in deep thought.

Dong Lian looked at him, thought for a while and pointed out the window in a pretendingly relaxed tone: "Your Majesty, look, this red maple is so beautiful. I still remember that you liked maple trees when you were young, but you didn't want to say it without you in the palace. General Li selected a few maple seedlings and sent them to the Eastern Palace, and planted them in the courtyard himself..."

Mo Xuan didn't respond to her, she lowered the curtain silently, closed her eyes, and said after a long time—"Dong Lian, will you betray me?"

Dong Lian was taken aback, and knelt down in a panic, "Your Majesty, this servant will never dare, why do you say that?"

"It's okay." Mo Xuan didn't look at her, but just yawned, "I'm tired, you can go out."

Very tired, but when he woke up, he was still king.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

As soon as they arrived at the palace gate, they saw Prime Minister Zuo humbly lying on the ground. Mo Xuan got out of the carriage and instead of sitting in the palace sedan chair, walked to Prime Minister Zuo and helped him up.

Prime Minister Zuo sighed, and looked at this handsome child, "Your Majesty, next time you go to the border, you must discuss it with the old minister first. It is too dangerous for you to go to that battlefield so rashly! If something happens to you Things..." "I see, there will be no next time, what Prime Minister Zuo criticized." Mo Xuan smiled slightly to reassure him, "Prime Minister Zuo, the decisions I have made in the past have always been reckless, if Prime Minister Zuo hadn't been supporting me In my case, my throne has long since come to an end."

Prime Minister Zuo looked at him in surprise, "This is what an old minister should do, but why did Your Majesty say that?"

Mo Xuan smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly wanted to be stronger."

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"Your Majesty, the King of Mausoleum asks to see you." An internal official walked up to Mo Xuan who was reviewing the memorial, and Mo Xuan stopped writing and looked outside the hall.

King Ling is the adopted son brought back by Mo Wei during his private visit. He is the legitimate son of a martial arts family, but he became an orphan due to a fire overnight. He happened to meet Mo Wei and became a member of the royal family by chance.

"Let him in." Mo Xuan lowered her eyelashes, covering all the thoughts in her eyes.

King Ling was the only one who remained calm when he first came to the throne, and he kept avoiding all forces in the palace, he was very obedient and hid deeply.

"I kowtow to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Mo Xuan looked at the kneeling man with an expression that seemed to be more incomprehensible than her own.

"Brother, no courtesy, but why do you have time to come and see me today? What's the big deal in the palace of the mausoleum recently? Let the mausoleum, who never asks about things outside the window, enter the palace?" Mo Xuan watched Ling Zesi stand up, with the same expression on his face. The clouds are calm and the wind is light.

He is obviously a descendant of a traditional martial arts family, but he looks like a handsome young man.Ling Zesi is also the only one who maintains his status in any incident but keeps climbing upwards.

"I just heard that His Majesty was injured when he came back from the border. He was worried about His Majesty's health, so he went to the palace to see His Majesty. By the way, I would like to offer you a strange medicine that I found in southern Xinjiang recently. I hope His Majesty will take care of your body." Ling Ze Si's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his hand to order an eunuch to carry it over.

"Brother Huang, I'm serious. It's just a scratch, it's not a serious injury." Mo Xuan didn't look at the medicinal material, and was playing with a radiant glass bead in her hand, "Brother Huang didn't bother to do this."

Ling Zesi slightly raised his head to look at Mo Xuan, then suddenly knelt down, "Your Majesty, I have one more request."

"Brother, but it's okay to say."