Appreciation of clips of the tribulations in the lower realm of Antarctica (excerpted from the original text "Training the Monster Tyrant: The Arms Crazy Queen")
Away from the hustle and bustle of the palace, Mo Xuehan strolled alone to a secluded part of the imperial garden.
The crape myrtle flowers are in full bloom in autumn, just like in his heart, the cold winter season is about to come.
When you give the woman you love to your "best brother", you have to smile...
He always thought that she had weight in his heart. He had family affection, love between man and woman, and gratitude for her, but this weight was much smaller than other things.
It wasn't until today that he personally sent her away to this palace that didn't belong to her, that he realized that this sister he had grown up with had left such a deep imprint on his heart.
Before leaving, the tear that slipped from the corner of her eye was like a strong corrosive, slowly, severely, and seriously corroding his heart.
But what about heartache? Can he tell the emperor that he and she are not brother and sister? She has loved him since she was a child? Can he ask the emperor to take back the imperial edict?
He can't do any of this, let alone do it!
A gust of autumn wind blew by, and a crape myrtle flower that had just bloomed on the tree was blown off by the wind, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.
A little palace maid, holding a tray, hurried past and happened to step on the fallen crape myrtle flower.
Picking up the crape myrtle flower that had been trampled to the ground by the palace maid and no longer had any vitality at all, Mo Xuehan's heart felt as if it was being choked.
Although he promised her that even if the emperor touched her, he would not dislike her.
But just like the crape myrtle flower that was trampled to the point of being lifeless in his hand, when he can pick her up, will she still have the vitality of the flowers on the tree?
And can he still pamper her without any suspicion as he does now?
The palace not far away became more and more noisy. Mo Xuehan frowned slightly and stood up to find a more secluded place.
"Master!"
Wuhen's face was pale and bloodless, and he hurried to Mo Xuehan's side from a short distance away.
Mo Xuehan's heart suddenly jumped heavily.
Wuhen is one of his four personal bodyguards. He has excellent mental qualities and will not change his color even at the critical moment on the battlefield. This is the first time he has seen Wuhen look so panicked.
Wuhen is one of his four personal bodyguards. He has excellent mental qualities and will not change his color even at the critical moment on the battlefield. This is the first time he has seen Wuhen look so panicked.
"What happened?"
"Miss, she..."
Wuhen didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong, miss?"
He clenched the silent crape myrtle flower in his hand fiercely, suppressed the blood rushing to his forehead, and asked nervously without concealing it.
"Miss, she has been poisoned, and the imperial doctors are helpless. The master has already rushed to Longjing Palace, and asked his subordinates to inform the young master to hurry over."
"Damn it! How could the lady be poisoned? Who dares to poison her?"
Without waiting for Wuhen's answer, Mo Xuehan had already used Qing Gong and flew towards Longjing Palace as fast as possible.
Everything you see in Longjing Palace is dazzling red. On the dragon bed, it is tightly surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.
Yuchi Haotian's eyes were red and he looked at Mo Zihan, who was getting paler and paler on the bed.
"I don't want to hear you saying that there is nothing you can do! You are powerless. What do I do with you idiots?"
A group of imperial doctors kneeling on the ground were all sweating profusely in this cold winter.
Xi Niang and a group of palace maids kneeling on the ground kept shaking.