emperor cold concubine

Chapter 340
After a while of silence, Cang Hao laughed softly: "Mo'er, after listening to these words, the king is undoubtedly very touched, but it's really hard work for you, wasting so much saliva, are you thirsty? You need to first Want to get up for a cup of tea?"

Su Mo said nothing, just stared at him expressionlessly.

Cang Hao raised his eyebrows, "It's rare to see you with such a serious expression, I really can't get used to it."

"From the left and the right, he is also not in line with your temperament, Cang Hao." Su Mo said lightly, "So, now I can answer my girl's question."

Cang Hao smiled casually: "What question did you ask?"

Su Mo said coldly: "You know in your heart what I want to know."

"Well, even though you were the one who said what I said just now, this king is listening. But..." Cang Hao smiled lightly, "Mo'er, this king never thought of hiding anything from you, You have so many thoughts for no reason, and then you come to me to threaten and warn me, but I am curious, why do you suddenly have so many... um, strange worries?"

"Cang Hao, this idea is not strange at all." Su Mo said lightly, "If it is just a premonition, you will probably scoff. But Cang Hao, normal people's bodies and brains have limits, and talents do exist. , just like Xie Changting. But if it is exaggerated, it will be unbearable. No matter how great or unpredictable a mortal is, he is still just a mortal after all."

"Everything in you, martial arts, internal strength, lightness, resourcefulness, and even all the things that other people can't look up to, are so deep that people can't peep into the mystery."

"Cang Hao, don't think that I'm jealous. I just want to ask you now, is there any problem in your body that cannot be controlled by humans?"

After Qing Qing finished speaking coldly, Su Mo didn't move at all, lying on his side next to Cang Hao, his eyes fixed on Cang Hao's deep phoenix pupils, waiting for his reaction.

Although she knew that if Cang Hao didn't want to, it was impossible for her to peek out any emotion in his eyes that might reveal her inner thoughts, but she still stared at him stubbornly without blinking her eyes.

Cang Hao looked at Su Mo with indifferent eyes, unable to see his thoughts.

The posture of the two of them at this time is extremely warm and ambiguous, just like the pure and beautiful skin embrace after the cloud and rain, it will make people feel extremely satisfied.Even, the hair strands of these two people are still entangled in everything, showing a bit of tenderness.

However, looking at the expressions of the two, one is unpredictable and the other is unpredictable, as if they are competing for endurance, each is as calm as a pine.

Time passed by little by little in the silence, for a long time, until Su Mo's heart gradually felt chilly, until Su Mo couldn't help but feel a deep sense of uneasiness...

Finally, Cang Hao slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Mo'er, you think too much."

Su Mo didn't speak, just stared at him.

"This king can make a promise to Mo'er." Cang Hao was moved by her suspicious eyes and felt helpless, his voice was soft and soothing, "When Mo'er won't hate this king until the middle of the night to assassinate, This king promises to stay by your side for at least 40 years—well, how does Mo’er feel about living?”

Su Mo still didn't speak, looked at him blankly for a while, finally moved her body, leaned over to cover his lips, tasted and caressed his soft and cool lips carefully, tossed and lingered, and gently sucked... It wasn't until the breath and saliva of the two blended together that Su Mo raised his head slightly and said softly, "Cang Hao, what you said...is it true?"

"It's true." Cang Hao said, "But I haven't finished my words—your worries are not completely unreasonable. Once a person's body is overloaded, once it exceeds the limit it can bear, more or less Less adverse effects, this king is no different."

Su Mo's nerves suddenly tightened.

Cang Hao said with a smile: "There is no need to worry too much about Mo'er. There is no major problem with my king's body. There may be some minor or minor problems, but it is not now. As for when the problem will come out, my king will But there is no way to give Mo'er a definite answer."

Su Mo heard the words, looked at Cang Hao, fell into silence again, and the worried and dignified breath between his brows became more and more serious.

"Before this king took Mo'er to the Haotian Palace once, Mo'er probably hasn't forgotten it?"

"Well, of course I remember." Su Mo replied lightly.

Cang Hao said: "There is an ice room made of profound ice for thousands of years in Haotian Palace, but Mo'er has never seen it before."

"Thousand-year Xuanbing?" Su Mo thought thoughtfully, "What is the function?"

"When I was young, I would stay here to practice internal strength, which can get twice the result with half the effort." Cang Hao said, "Ordinary people can't bear the cold air, but because I have been soaked in a special medicinal bath since I was a child, my body can bear it better. This king was only 11 years old when he reached the perfect level of internal strength, and he left the Haotian Palace shortly thereafter, but went to Nanyue."

Su Mo pondered for a while, then said calmly: "I heard Xuanshang report that Chu Fei and Qing Yang from Fengyilou entered the palace some time ago, and when they learned that your body temperature was cold, they asked Helian Zhan to go to the palace for pulse diagnosis."

"It's true." Cang Hao smiled casually, "Then you should know that Helian didn't diagnose anything abnormal."

"But he said a word." Su Mo said indifferently, "In terms of your internal strength, the pulse condition diagnosed is no different from that of ordinary people, which is abnormal in itself."

"Huh?" Cang Hao slightly raised his brows, "His report is detailed."

"He just truthfully told the results of Nangong Xuanshang's pulse diagnosis and his own intuition, and there is no suspicion of embellishment." Su Mo said, "This matter is of great importance, and Nangong Xuanshang will not have the guts to hide anything from me. "

Speaking of this, Su Mo paused, staring at Cang Hao's jade-like and gentle face at the moment, "You mentioned the ice room in Haotian Palace just now, so can I guess that the reason why your body is cold is because you went to into the ice room, and brought out the cold air that has not yet melted?"

Cang Hao smiled lowly: "Mo'er Linglong has a mind, you can figure it out with just a guess."

Su Mo said lightly: "So I want to know more, why did you go to the ice room? With your current martial arts practice, you don't need to use the thousand-year-old black ice to deepen your internal strength, right?"

"That's right." The phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and Cang Hao's fingertips lightly twirled the rare chestnut color at the junction of the two hairs, and the picturesque eyebrows showed a tranquil and quiet atmosphere, "It's just that this king has recently noticed that my own There are signs of a gradual loss of internal strength."

"Lost internal strength?" Su Mo murmured.

Cang Hao responded lightly: "En."

Su Mo fell silent suddenly, not knowing what to think.

Cang Hao played with that lock of chestnut soft hair without saying a word.

The two of them were thinking about each other, but it was rare to enjoy this moment of tranquility.

After a long time, Su Mo's clear and shallow voice broke the silence again, "To what extent will the loss of internal strength be?"

"This king is not sure." Cang Hao said casually, "It is very likely that the internal energy is completely lost, and the martial arts are completely useless."

Lost internal strength, useless martial arts...

Su Mo's heart tightened, and an indescribably complicated feeling came to her heart instantly, lingering in her heart.

People who practice martial arts regard internal strength and martial arts as their life. In ancient times, people in the world were sometimes willing to pay any price for a book of martial arts or a shortcut to enhance internal strength.

And ancient martial arts are also different from modern ones. Advanced martial arts are built on a solid foundation of internal strength. If the internal strength is lost, then what is the use of even the most exquisite moves?
"Cang Hao..." Su Mo spoke in a low voice, all kinds of feelings came to her heart, sour, heartache, hesitant, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

Comfort?Cang Hao will not need it, his ego, doomed him to never accept comforting words of sympathy from others even if he has nothing.

Act like nothing happened?In fact, nothing has happened yet, and everything is still in the stage of guessing—but, Cang Hao’s prediction is never based on speculation, and [-]% of it has become a fact, it’s just a matter of time.

Cang Hao glanced at her lightly, and said with a low smile: "Mo'er, this kind of depressed mood is very inappropriate to appear on your face."

Su Mo looked at him quietly, and after a long time he hesitated and said: "Cang Hao, you... how do you feel now?"

disturbed?Su Mo thought to himself, Cang Hao has always only brought uneasiness to others, himself?forget it.

Panic?Don't even think about it, I'm afraid that he has never had the chance to experience this kind of emotion in his life.

sad?This... Maybe it is possible, after all, martial arts and internal strength are hard-won, if it is lost like this, it is not something that anyone can easily accept.

As for Cang Hao, even if he can't look at it with the mentality of an ordinary person, he is already used to easily controlling everything at any time, and he is also used to being at the top in any aspect. If the prediction comes true, he is afraid of a huge gap in his heart... …

"I don't feel much about it." Cang Hao smiled slightly, "Actually, Mo'er doesn't need to care too much, just let nature take its course, this king doesn't like to force it."

"You don't like to force, because you are the best at creating miracles." Su Mo took a deep breath, calmed down, smiled steadily, "Cang Hao, don't worry, don't worry too much, as long as I, Su On the last day, even if you lose all your martial arts, I will definitely do my best to protect you."

This sentence is so powerful... Cang Hao was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he laughed lowly, his chest vibrated from the laughter, obviously he was in an extremely happy mood at this time.

"Mo'er..." Smiles overflowed, stained with picturesque eyebrows, and the refined face was even more seductive. Cang Hao couldn't restrain the raging smile from his chest, and it softened instantly Su Mo's indifferent face, tense emotions——

In an instant, Zhi Rou entered the bottom of my heart.

"Okay." Cang Hao's voice was clear and elegant, but it implied deep affection, "This king is honored to be protected by his last son in this life."

(End of this chapter)