MTL - The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack-Chapter 25 Sky Letter Stationery

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"Want me to help you, you can." Ling Xiao had a plan in mind and let go of the bait.

Mo Qi was so happy on her face that she quickly got up, looking up at the intersection of Qingzi and Zi, looking eagerly at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao glanced at her lightly: "Conditional, you have to help me do something ..."

Mo Qi muttered dissatisfaction: "Want me to help you ?!"

Ling Xiao glanced at her and asked, "Would you do it?"

Mo Qi gritted her teeth: "Do it."

"Very good." Ling Xiao smiled with satisfaction.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was a gloomy cloud.

The son of Lan Wei in the house was found unconscious by the housekeeper a few days ago.

Zai Li was busy letting Lan Wei carry the house into the house and looked for the best doctor in Beijing.

But Lan Wei's son is unconscious.

The prime minister stayed in Lan Wei's room, his head turned white, and Lan Wei, looking at the pale face on the bed, even sighed and shook his head.

Lan Wei had many burns on his body and his clothes were torn. He looked like he had experienced a fire. In recent days, there was only one place where he heard the water was the residence of the **** director in the palace. When he was found fainted at the door, he was wrapped in the red coat embroidered with auspicious clouds from the **** chief.

These signs are enough to show that Lan Wei went to the palace these two days!

But before Lan Wei left the house, the prime minister still remembered that he was full of energy and said to himself that he just went out to play for two days.

This play ... but went to the palace ... and was wrapped in the clothes of the **** chief with a wound!

The prime minister was reprimanding his son, but Lan Wei hasn't awoken yet. Even if he has tens of millions of reproaches, he can only swallow his stomach.

Looking at Lan Wei's pale complexion, the prime minister was very distressed, and he had a heartfelt grumble for his son, but he didn't know what happened to Lan Wei!

Moreover, the **** chief is in the harem. No man can enter this harem without the permission of the emperor!

How dare the prime minister speak up.

Had to let it go, Lan Wei had been ill at home since she entered the palace hall last time and never went out.

And all that happened had to wait until his worrisome son woke up to be clear.

The prime minister stood by the bed, looked at Lan Wei in anxiety, sighed, and leaned over to give him a quilt.

"Sir." Suddenly a call came from the door.

The prime minister looked at Ying slightly and said, "Come in."

Xiaoyi came in from the outside, holding a letter in his hand and handed it to the prime minister: "Sir, the letter from the palace is said to be to Lan Wei."

The prime minister reached out to receive the letter, frowning and wondering, who in the palace would send the letter to Weier?

Thinking, the prime minister opened the letter, but suddenly the color changed suddenly. He suddenly closed the letter and looked at Xiaoyu and asked, "What about the person who sent the letter?"

"It's gone." Xiaoxi answered respectfully.

"Is anyone else seen this letter?" The prime minister asked.

Xiao Yan shook his head: "This one is sent, and the younger one will bring it to you, no one else has seen it."

The prime minister seemed relieved, calmed down, and waved, "Okay, you go down!"

When Xiaoyi left, the prime minister took the letter in his hand and looked at it again and again, his face became increasingly ugly.

At this moment, the person in the bed moved, slowly opened his eyes, the prime minister met, and looked sternly at the awakened Lan Wei.

Lan Wei looked at the Prime Minister's figure in a haze, and felt relieved, his hoarse voice calling out: "Father."

"Am I coming back?" Lan Wei coughed, looked around, and struggled to sit up.

"You're lucky this time!" The prime minister sneered.

Lan Wei froze, knowing that she was in trouble this time, and she knelt down before kneeling in front of the Prime Minister and said, "Father, the baby knows wrong."

"Knowledge? You call this knowledge!" The prime minister suddenly threw the stationery in his hand to Lan Wei's face, angrily on his face.

Lan Wei froze, for unknown reasons, picked up the stationery and looked at it, her eyes widened: "Father ... this ..."

"I warned you not to approach Mo Qi's woman before. She has a bad heart and doesn't deserve you! You don't listen, this time you are okay, even to assassinate Ling Xiao for her! Just because she said she doesn't like Ling Xiao ！ As a result, I hurt myself! "

"I ... I'm not, father ..." Lan Wei explained with a frown, wondering in her heart that the letter was beautifully written, but why did she write the letter.

In the past two days, he was obviously imprisoned by Ling Xiao, but the letter said that he was with her ...

Obviously she wanted to help her go to Ling Xiao, why Qi Qi said that it was all because of her. Is she afraid that she would be blamed by her father?

"Are you still meeting her to leave with you? Okay, good, Lan Wei, for the sake of a woman, you don't care about the safety of the Prime Minister's Mansion and your gray-haired parents! You! You are fine!"

The prime minister was angry and rushed to the crown, trembling with fingers at Lan Wei, a sad look.

Lan Wei was guilty of guilty conscience. He did think about taking Mo Qiyuan to go high flying, but Mo Qi rejected him, not because he agreed to leave in the letter ...

Why did Qi Qi write such a letter at this time, is this letter asking him to leave?

Lan Wei blinked, and she heard the Prime Minister angry: "Lan Wei, you can remember it clearly, you ca n’t touch Mo Qi before, you ca n’t touch it anymore! She was rebranded by the emperor, even if the emperor did not like it She hasn't touched her all her life, she is also the emperor's woman! No one can move that! "

"Did you understand me!"

Lan Wei gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes, his face looked a bit painful and hesitant. The prime minister looked at what he understood suddenly. He took two steps back and flushed with anger: "My son who has taught for seventeen years is so unpretentious!"

"Father ..." Lan Wei murmured softly, lowering his head and red eyes.

The prime minister hated iron and steel. He turned around and stepped out of the door. He closed the door vigorously and instructed: "Go and find me more people and show me your son, and forbid him to leave the door half a step."

"Yes, sir."

Lan Wei looked at the guards outside the door, leaning weakly and weakly against the bedside. This letter was indeed written by Qiqi, but none of the contents of the letter were right, and there was no time to even leave together ... … She didn't really want to follow him. The whole letter just picked out the culprit Ling Xiao. Is this Qi Qi favoring Ling Xiao?

Remind him not to hate Ling Xiao for what he did, not to avenge Ling Xiao with the power of Prime Minister's Office!

why? He was so humiliated ... and he almost died this time!

Lan Wei closed her eyes in pain. As soon as she closed her eyes, the picture of Ling Xiao rushing into the fire at the last moment to save him was rescued. Lan Wei suddenly opened her eyes and slammed the fist on the bedboard. !!

Ling Xiao, this haunting man!

Ling Xiao, read by Lan Wei, returned to his Ningxuan Palace in a good mood at this time.

A letter from Mo Qi solved one of his problems.

This letter allows the prime minister to completely remove his attention from himself and turn to his son and Mo Qi.

And Lan Wei, because of this letter, will not retaliate against himself for the time being, after all, he loves Mo Qi so much, and the person who Mo Qi wants to be "favoritism" can't retaliate.

Ling Xiao smiled in a good mood. It seems that Mo Qi is still a little useful.

Ling Xiao walked all the way back to the palace, pushed open the door of his house, and walked in with both hands with a lot of energy.

As soon as he entered, he found a person sitting in the room.

Dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold, with meticulous hair, a handsome face, and seriousness, the man was the emperor who was supposed to approve the memorial in the Imperial Study Room!

Ling Xiao smiled stiffly, his knees were soft, and he spontaneously knelt on the ground. In front of the emperor, he saluted: "Long live the emperor."