emperor cold concubine

Chapter 112 Ninety-five Supreme
From the city gate to the palace, the carriage drove slowly on the long street. In the dead of night, midnight had passed, signaling the end of the day and the beginning of a new day.

On both sides of the wide street, the Imperial Army guards every five steps, and every ten steps makes a sentry. The strict security is hidden in the peaceful darkness. There is no light, no pedestrians, and only a carriage with a soft halo is driving steadily on the flat stone road. .

"Moli was worried about your safety in every possible way before, but the thunder was so loud and the rain was so little, it was almost invisible." In the silent night, the woman's soft and lazy voice could be heard very clearly. Mo Li, who was sitting in front of the car, Li didn't say a word, driving quietly.

Yue Xiao smiled and said, "Master Mo doesn't really think that the two armies will fight and corpses will be strewn all over the field, right?"

Su Mo lazily said: "The battle in the palace is no less than the battlefield. In the past dynasties, which battle for the throne has not been bloody? This sentence is also applicable to emperors."

However, I also know that all of this should be the credit of that Zi Yu, who calmly controlled the Huben army. Even though Murong Ting has the best abilities, there is nothing he can do, so he can only catch him without a fight.

"Mo'er, this king is not the same as them." The elegant and unparalleled voice, with a slight smile, sounds like the sound of heaven in my ears, "This emperor's position can be regarded as a game for this king. There is no need to compete with anyone. If you want it, you can grab it. If you don’t want it, there are many people under this king who can do it. Yixiu has been able to pretend to be a puppet emperor these years, so that those who are interested will be convinced. If necessary, he will also You can do well what an emperor should really do. Apart from games, holding the world in your hands is also a promise made by this king, if I say this, Mo’er understands?”

Su Mo was speechless for a while, and after a long silence, he said: "You are so proud that you are so proud."

Cang Hao laughed happily: "Mo'er, it's not that you are so proud. This king once said that he doesn't like large-scale wars, whether it's a country or the whole world. The king will feel that it is troublesome, and that it is demeaning."

Dishonored?
The glazed lamp illuminated Su Mo's lazy and charming figure in the carriage. She squinted her starry eyes, smiled at the corners of her mouth, looked at the unparalleled beauty in front of her, and said lazily: "The throne must be delivered to you automatically. You only need to fight for it." It is demeaning to come here, this sentence should be recorded in the annals of history, so that future generations can observe and emulate, maybe there will be fewer unfortunate incidents of court battles and brothers killing each other in the future."

Cang Hao smiled lowly: "It's so sour. Mo'er, are you jealous?"

Su Mo closed her eyes, and snorted in her heart. She thought back then that she had suffered so much in order to be the young master of the Su family. The inhuman training and torture had been with her since she could remember. There was not a moment of separation. A 16-year-old adult, officially in power, has dealt countless times with bigwigs from all walks of life in the East and the West, and has never played with his life. It is definitely not a joke to hang his life for 20 years.

Risk your life to fight for what? It's nothing more than the word "power".Now, this person said in front of her that those who came by fighting for something would be degraded, degraded...

Damn, if it wasn't him who said that, she would send him back to his grandma's house with one punch.

Cang Hao sighed: "Mo'er, a good girl shouldn't swear in her heart." Seeing her forehead twitch faintly, one could tell what was going on in her heart.

Su Mo ignored it.

"If Mo'er knows that this king has actually suffered inhuman torture, will he feel more balanced in his heart?"

Huh? Su Mo opened his eyes, looking at the smiling face in front of him, inhuman torture? In this world, there are people who dare to torture him?
Outside the carriage, Mo Li's nerves suddenly tensed.

"Well, this torture is not that torture, don't be too nervous." Cang Hao smiled lightly, "This king was only 11 years old when he left the Haotian Palace 11 years ago, in this vast world, no one can hurt this king even a single hair. As for martial arts, this king has never really tried it to see if no one can match it, but it is expected that anyone who can beat this king should not be born yet, Moer, do you think this king is really the son of a god?"

Su Mo frowned, 11 years old...

Cang Hao smiled lightly, as if he was recounting other people's past events: "Since the day I was born on the full moon, I have endured the burning pain of the medicine bath invading the bone marrow every day, in order to open up the meridians of the whole body. Work hard on your muscles and bones first, and suffer from your mind. Before the age of 11, the king lived a life of immortality. However, cultivation does not mean becoming a fairy. What you cultivate is martial arts, internal strength, art of war, and imperial career. In this bustling and noisy imperial palace, what I spent was the pure years isolated from the world."

The day of the full moon...Su Mo has never seen it with his own eyes, but he can't imagine how a small newborn baby survived that kind of cruel torture...

"Can you cry?" Su Mo asked such a naive question for the first time in his life after living for 20 years.

Mo Li, who was nervous outside the car, suddenly felt black lines all over his forehead, and the corners of the mouths of Nan Yunfeng and Yue Xiao, who were accompanying their horses on both sides, also twitched.

Ask their noble and inviolable master, will she cry? This girl is simply desperate...

Cang Hao didn't care, and smiled lightly: "It will be, but how can I remember it? I also heard about it later. As for whether I cried or not, no one told me. The medicinal bath was only soaked for a year. , In the later days, this king has a deep memory."

Su Mo was thoughtful: "You once said that among the current princes, you are ranked ninth..." Thinking about it now, it probably didn't mean it literally.

"Perhaps my expression is wrong." Cang Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the purple jade pendant he was playing with in his hand, "Ranking ninth does not mean that I am the emperor's ninth prince, but the meaning of this word is nine five, son of heaven Your honor. It's like Fourteen calling me Ninth Brother, in fact, he should call me—"

Speaking of this, Cang Hao suddenly stopped for some reason, and obviously didn't want to continue talking, Su Mo couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "What should he call you?"

Cang Hao smiled faintly and shook his head: "I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you."

Su Mo's curiosity was suddenly aroused, fearing to scare her, what mysterious identity can scare her?
On both sides of the street, the guards of the guards stood upright without looking sideways. The pleasant chat in the carriage may be a deadly secret to them.The carriage approached the imperial city little by little, and the leisurely voice gradually dissipated in the air. Most people only heard a few voices coming from the carriage. The male voice was low and pure, while the female voice was soft and sweet. No one dared to remember the content of the chat. In the heart, the eyes are watching the nose, the nose is watching the heart, and the things that are heard occasionally are also right to be hallucinations.

Xie Changting and the three thousand purple-clothed cavalry guarded behind the carriage like shadows.Even in the silent night, this austere aura also made every nerve in the body tense.

Su Mo suddenly said coldly: "Mo Li, did you not eat or the horse didn't eat? At this speed, do you plan to bathe all in this open-air street tonight?"

As if to confirm her words, suddenly a ray of light fell, accompanied by a gust of wind, the thick moisture in the air rushed towards the face, and the dark clouds in the sky surged more intensely.

Mo Li flicked his horsewhip neatly, and the painful steed immediately let go of its iron hooves and rushed forward. The Shenwumen, which was illuminated by countless palace lanterns as bright as day, was already in sight.

Cang Hao smiled leisurely: "Mo'er, don't be nervous, the rain will take half an hour to fall."

From the moat to the solemn and solemn Shenwu Gate, thousands of well-armored Yulin soldiers stand on both sides, guarding the precious fans and feathers, the emperor's ceremonial guard of bright yellow canopy, and the fourteenth in Xuanjia Xuanpao, feeling the sudden gust of wind , looking up at the dark clouds surging in the sky, with an anxious expression on his face.

The guards were ordered by the president's leader Yu to welcome His Majesty here with His Highness the Fourteenth. They didn't have any extra explanations. They didn't even understand that the emperor was clearly staying in the bedroom at this time. Why did another emperor suddenly come? Weird What's surprising is that the emperor actually issued a decree, and all respected sons commanded them to act.Even if it is a palace change, it is impossible to be so silent, but no one dares to ask in front of the holy car and the son commander.

The muffled sound of the iron cavalry breaking the silence was clearly audible from far to near, and the fourteen faces were overjoyed, and they hurriedly looked at it. In the blink of an eye, the carriage had already passed the arch bridge, accompanied by three black horses on the left and right. The man and the purple cavalry formed a tight protection net, firmly guarding the safety of the carriage.

After the carriage passed the moat, Mo Li looked at the majestic Emperor Luanjia in front of him, stopped his horse silently, then got off the carriage and stood aside.

Fourteen stepped forward, raised the corner of his robe ten steps in front of the driver, knelt down on his knees: "Your Excellency, Cang Yunlie, welcome to the holy driver, and long live the emperor."

The commander of the guard battalion led thousands of guards to bow down immediately, and Qi Qishan shouted: "Long live my emperor!"

The cries of thousands of people almost resounded through the sky in this silent night.

Yue Xiao, Nan Yun, and Nan Feng dismounted from their horses, including Mo Li who was standing beside them, and at the same time bent down and knelt on one side, and said in unison: "Long live my emperor!"

You don't need to open the curtain to see it, you can probably imagine the grandeur outside, Su Mo frowned slightly, obviously disliked such cumbersome ostentation, Cang Hao said lightly: "Enter the palace."

Fourteen's clear voice respectfully said: "The emperor is respectfully invited to enter the palace in a luan sedan chair."

After a moment of silence, Cang Hao's elegant voice came out with a smile: "Fourteen, if I don't sit on that stupid thing today, will I not be able to enter the palace?"

Broken stuff?
Thousands of guards froze instantly, Shisi was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his heart trembled wildly: "Return, return to the emperor, isn't it..."

Cang Hao lazily said: "Since it's not the case, what are you still doing? The weather is not very good, and Mo'er just said that if the rain drenches her..."

Fourteen didn't dare to listen any longer, so he quickly stood up and ordered: "Qingdao, escort!"

If Mrs. Jiu gets wet, his life will die.

Tonight, the guards were not lucky enough to see the true face of the emperor, but they knew that the new emperor was a young man with a very pleasant and elegant voice, and his temper seemed to be very gentle...

(End of this chapter)