Chapter 298 A wise choice

When the doctor was brought over by Han Qingyan's confidant for the third time, she was already used to it and was no longer as panicked as before.

She looked at the injuries on Mo Jiu's hand a few times and put a medicine that had been prepared long ago over: "Sir, this is the medicine to treat trauma."

He did not show too much shock to the male emperor who was bound.

Han Qingyan reached out to take it and glanced at her for a longer time: "Yes."

The mission was completed, and the doctor left with a calm look on his face.

"Have Your Majesty seen it? Even this doctor is not afraid of coming to the palace now. You can imagine how many times your Majesty has self-injured." Han Qing said coldly, warning again, "I hope this is the last time, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Mo Jiu gritted his teeth.

How many times have she warned one after another?!

"I said..." Mo Jiu was about to speak angrily when he saw Han Qingyan's deep face, and he had to whisper again, "I understand..."

Han Qingyan calmed down and dealing with such a tyrant, he should polish his arrogance and aura again and again. Only in this way can he be obedient and completely surrendered.

Thinking of this, Han Qingyan also came up with a plan.

She was thinking about how to underestimate Mojiu, which was to justify her and Pei Feng to speak up in court. This naturally required Mojiu's personal appointment, which was the imperial edict.

But he obviously couldn't agree. Although she could use that incident to threaten him, Han Qingyan understood that everything had a limit. No matter how afraid this tyrant was that she was afraid that she would find a group of beggars, she would threaten her more times, and the resistance in his heart would gradually increase. In the end, it was not impossible for him to defeat the death.

Therefore, threatening means can be used, but not casually. At least Han Qingyan plans to use it now, but proceed step by step.

"Your Majesty, today... no, it's time to go to court tomorrow." Han Qingyan said lightly.

She knew how Mo Jiu went to court, that was that all civil and military officials had to go to court every day, but what about him? It depends on his mood. If he didn't arrive in half an hour, he would automatically retreat.

At first, Han Qingyan frowned when she heard it. This was like writing the word "confusing" on her face!

It is conceivable how intense the reactions of those ministers would be. But no matter how excited they were, Mo Jiu would not have heard of it. He had Ye Rumeng around him, and if he had a "extreme" minister, he would just kill him.

Over time, no one dared to protest anymore, and he got used to standing there for half an hour every day, just to exercise.

Now that Ye Rumeng has escaped, Mo Jiu falls into her control, it is time to go to court once.

This is not only for her ultimate goal, but also for the message that the emperor is not dead.

In the past, when Mo Jiu didn't go to court, Ye Rumeng would show her face, which was both a deterrent and could also make decisions on some particularly important things. But now, Ye Rumeng hasn't appeared for a long time, and Mo Jiu has never been to court. Pei Feng told her that the outside world had begun to doubt whether the tyrant was dead.

In order for the entire dynasty to avoid turmoil, Mo Jiu also wants to go there once.

In short, even if it is in this dynasty, Mo Jiu can get up, and if it is not!

Hearing this, Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly became alert: "What do you want to do?"

He knew that Han Qingyan could not be aimless, and it must be for some purpose.

Mo Jiu's vigilance was as expected by Han Qingyan. She came up with this method to gradually dispel his vigilance.

"It's nothing, I just want His Majesty to let all the women locked in the prison and not arrest anyone." Han Qingyan said.

This requirement is obviously not an exaggeration, it is at the level where Mo Jiu wants to refuse but it is difficult to refuse.

Mo Jiu looked at her deeply and said nothing for a long time.

After a long time, he slowly said, "Just go and let those women go."

"No." Han Qingyan directly denied Mo Jiu without any hesitation and sneered, "Your Majesty thinks this matter can be exposed so easily? It is the order issued by Your Majesty in the court to arrest women with beautiful appearances across the country? Now, this order should be cancelled, and you should say it when you are on the court. This is the crime committed by Your Majesty, and you cannot escape, and you must confess your guilt!"

Enfessed guilty...

Mo Jiu's face was painful when these two words came out, so ferocious that it was twisted for a moment.

"I don't." He spit out two words coldly.

Han Qingyan was slightly stunned. He refused. The tyrant refused. Could it be that he saw his plan. This requirement was the first step to progress step by step. Only a tough rejection could stop her plan?

No, this is impossible.

Han Qingyan was very confident in herself and immediately denied this possibility, just thinking that this tyrant was too stubborn.

"Your Majesty is still trying to treat those women..." Han Qingyan stretched out a hand, "That Your Majesty is too whimsical and too unaware of his current situation..."

Mo Jiu couldn't help but let out a low gasp, trying to struggle, but Han Qingyan held her down hard and couldn't move. She had to raise her head and stare at her, with the shame, anger and hatred in her eyes as if she wanted to remove her from the bottom of her immediately.

Han Qingyan found that he liked Mo Jiu's eyes very much. He stared at him desperately, resolutely, and arrogance revealed a trace of irresistible beauty that could not resist, which could simply touch the most instinctive look in all women's hearts.

She looked at him, and she was the only one in his eyes, looking at his nobleness and beauty.

Han Qingyan originally planned to use that incident to threaten Mo Jiu, but now she changed her mind. She carried the male emperor into her arms, threatening her eyes and words: "Your Majesty?"

Two flushing flashed from Mo Jiu's face, gritting his teeth. He didn't want to react, but he couldn't resist instinct. This body made him hate it more and more...

He did not want to reject Han Qingyan's request, but was unwilling to confess his guilt. Even if the sin she claimed here was not the one he thought, he was unwilling to do so.

but……

Feeling the heat gradually getting agitated from the depths of her body, Mo Jiu almost squeezed out of her teeth: "I agree..."

Can you stop?

He knew that he did not have the right to refuse. When he said the four words "I promised", he could no longer resist the rebel's misfortune, but he still hoped that he would be less than once...

But Han Qingyan didn't stop because she looked at her closed eyes, and there was a little mist sticking to her trembling eyelashes. The beauty was so beautiful that she couldn't help but want to taste the male emperor again.

"You can stop..." Mo Jiu's trembling words sounded. Although his eyes were still so resentful, Han Qingyan felt the pitiful meaning from it.

Han Qingyan frowned, and she felt that she was really fascinated by this tyrant.

"A wise choice, Your Majesty." She said lightly, and stopped.
Chapter completed!