"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 127 The Little Fox and the Scholar

The golden-roofed, black-and-silver-patterned carriage was pulled by a tall and strong black horse, and it drove steadily forward all the way, and finally stopped in front of the resplendent palace gate.

From the carriage to the sedan chair, after a short walk, I finally came to the imperial study, where the current emperor handles official duties.

Eunuch Li took half a step back and stood behind Mo Chi. The man's handsome face was always calm and unwavering, and his pair of dark and deep eyes were bottomless. Eunuch Li stayed in Kilometer for most of his life, and even the emperor had such a heavy heart. He can guess the thoughts of the other person to some extent, but the man in front of him, from the first time he met, he didn't see through the other person.

"Mr. Mo, please wait here for a while, and let the old slave go in to report." Li Dequan looked at the man's expressionless face, and said softly.

Mo Chi nodded: "Eunuch, please."

The other party opened the door and went in. Mochi looked at the door opening and closing in front of him. Everything in front of him seamlessly overlapped with the scene in his previous dream. The temperature in Mochi's eyes cooled down little by little.

Not long after, the closed door was opened again, and Li Dequan came out from inside: "Mr. Mo, the emperor is pleased."

Mo Chi nodded and walked in.

A faint smell of ambergris lingered in the study room, and every table and chair exuded a royal demeanor. Mo Chi walked in without looking sideways, and saw the bright yellow hair sitting behind the desk at a glance. The figure, and the man in a gray Taoist robe standing next to that figure.

Mo Chi's hands covered under his sleeves were clenched into fists instantly. He walked over expressionlessly and raised his hands: "Caomin Mochi, I have met the emperor. Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The emperor, who was over [-] years old, looked at the young man in front of him, put down the memorial in his hand, "Mo Aiqing, quickly excuse me."

Mo Chi got up according to the words, and looked up at the man behind the table with calm eyes.

"As expected, Mo Aiqing is really a good-looking talent." The emperor stared at him for a long while, and then hearty laughter rang out in the study.

Mo Chi lowered his eyes: "The emperor is absurd." His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

The Taoist priest standing beside the emperor never took his eyes off him for a moment since he stepped into the study room. In those inverted triangle eyes, the emotions changed one after another, and finally directly turned into doubts.

Mo Chi always turned a blind eye to the gaze that fell on him, until after answering the emperor's words, he raised his head to look at the Taoist priest as if he felt something.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air. The Taoist priest didn't change anything on his face, but he couldn't help being frightened. The other party looked at him coldly and indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead object.

The Taoist priest saw in his eyes the other party's killing intent towards him.

But soon, before he could confirm, Mo Chi had already looked away, as if nothing had happened.

"Jia Taoist...Jia Taoist?" Someone faintly called himself in his ear, and when the Taoist came back to his senses, he found that the emperor beside him was looking at him with a worried expression.

"The emperor forgives the sin." The Taoist immediately knelt on his knees and admitted his mistake.

The emperor looked at him, his face brightened a little, but his voice was still a little stiff: "What are you thinking? I called you several times but you didn't answer."

"This..." The Taoist priest looked hesitant when he heard his question. When the emperor saw this, he immediately turned his voice cold: "Speak!"

The Taoist shivered, stood up and whispered something in the emperor's ear, and Mo Chi couldn't hear what they were saying, but he could see the emperor's eyes widen with the Taoist's words, and there was a tinge of emotion in his expression. Feeling a little unbelievable, he turned his head to look at himself, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Are you sure you calculated correctly?" the emperor looked at the man standing in front of the study and asked.

The Taoist cupped his hands: "Grassmen... are not sure, but the heavenly book will not deceive people."

As soon as the Taoist's words fell, Mo Chi immediately felt a subtle change in the emperor's gaze on him.

The man lowered his head, covering the raised corners of his lips.

"When you go this time, there will be unforeseen dangers. Yanggu and I are far away in the south of the Yangtze River, so we can't go with you for the time being. You keep these two pills away." They met in the garden, under the cold moonlight, a man in a black brocade robe handed him the things in his hands.

Mo Chi took it over and looked at the thing in his hand: "What is this?"

"The elixir I have refined can temporarily transfer the evil energy from Yunchu's body in case of an accident."

Listening to his words, Mo Chi raised his eyebrows lightly, but heard Shui Ye say: "But you need to remember one thing, you need a container to transfer the evil energy."

"I see." Shui didn't notice the glint in Mo Chi's eyes when he heard his words.

really……

Mo Chi felt the two gazes on him, and a faint sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

The Taoist priest must have discovered the evil spirit in him but is not sure of his true identity, but this is enough, as long as they turn all their eyes on Yunchu to himself, the others..., thinking Here, Mo Chi lowered his eyes, and the expression in his eyes disappeared.

In the evening, the sky was getting dark, and the black and silver-striped carriage sent people back as if they had come. Before boarding the carriage, Mo Chi looked back at the majestic and majestic palace standing under the sky in the evening, lightly raised the corners of his lips, and then nodded. He boarded the carriage without looking back.

Yun Chu, who had been obediently staying in the room after the man left, finally waited for Mo Chi before the night completely enveloped the ground.

The other party was carrying the chill of early spring, but Yun Chu didn't care about it. The moment he heard Mo Chi's deep and magnetic voice, he opened the door and threw himself into the other party's arms.

The candlelight in the room illuminated Mo Chirou's facial features, he hugged the person in his arms, and patted the young man's back with his big warm hands: "Hey, I'm back, I'm fine..."

The man's voice was extremely gentle, and after a long time, Yun Chu finally hummed in a low voice.

At the beginning of April, an imperial decree summoned all the generals and three yuan into the palace. It is said that on that day, all the civil and military officials in the court witnessed an unprecedented debate. Become famous in one fell swoop.

The emperor's heart was very happy, and he drafted a decree to announce to the world. Mo Chi, a native of Liuyuan Village in Shanyin County, was the number one scholar of the dynasty.

Facing the congratulations from civil and military officials, Mo Chi was extremely humble. On the day he returned to the inn, he packed his luggage and took Yunchu with him, and lived in the mansion bestowed by the emperor.

Suddenly there were a bunch of strangers around him, everyone treated Mo Chi with respect and flattery, no matter how dull Yun Chu was, he knew that the status of the man was different now.