Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Bingtuozi, the imperial edict is missing. Did you see it in the room?"

When Li Mo came to the yard with breakfast, Ying Bing was carefully looking at the washed pants not far away.

As soon as I heard his voice, the tips of my ears turned the color of pink snow again.

She lowered her eyes and shook her head:

"I haven't seen you yet."

"That's weird, where did it go?"

Li Mo looked at her seriously, suspecting that Bad Bingtuozi was hiding, but there was no evidence.

"That's all. Just write another copy when the time comes. You can write whatever you want." Shang Qinqing said in a casual tone.

Qin Yuzhi also waved his hands and said as he should:

"Jingtai is too careless and doesn't even write down the date. Don't worry, I'm familiar with good times and auspicious days. Just find a piece of carrot and carve one of a jade seal or something."

"Is this possible..."

Li Mo took out a snow ginseng and took out a sickle.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the decree has been issued. It's just a matter of making up for the process."

Shang Qinqing didn't care what forgery meant.

In order to watch the bridal chamber become a river of blood, and even save some lives, she was like that person from the devil's sect.

As the ancestor of the demon sect, Qin Yuzhi also thinks there is no problem: "Come on, come on, I will help you write it. You prepare the jade seal. I have prepared the bright yellow cloth early in the morning."

Just do it, she took out a piece of yellow satin cloth from somewhere, and started writing with her pen.

"This is more true."

Xiao Li felt something was wrong when he touched the person's feet.

By the time he reacted, the carved snow ginseng had already been placed on the ‘imperial edict’.

"Huh?" Shang Qinqing blinked: "Is this the right jab?"

"That's right, even better than Jingtai's." Qin Yuzhi nodded appreciatively.

Ying Bing raised his eyes and looked startled:

"If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live forever..."

Li Mo: "??"

He has a lot of thoughts in his mind lately.

I already felt something was wrong, and now it felt even more wrong.

"How could I write this? This is obviously not my idea. What happened to me?"

Li Mo leaned back slightly, is this right?

Forget about the yellow robe, now the jade seal has been trimmed, is this right?

"There's something wrong. I think it's too natural for you to ascend the throne in the Heavenly Phoenix Realm. No wonder you always say that you convince others with virtue..."

Shang Qinqing looked thoughtful, stretched out his hand to support his chin, and said seriously:

"The clothes are really silky."

Li Mo: "...."

Qin Yuzhi thought for a while and said solemnly: "By the way, I remembered something. There was an emperor in Dashang. Because he failed to have three palaces and six courtyards, and had many concubines, he was jointly remonstrated by his officials..."

"??"

Li Mo's scalp is numb, forget it if you can't count on it, forget it if you are rebellious.

Is it possible to ask this kind of question?

Gululu——

Hearing the sound, Li Mo turned his head.

Her eyes, as quiet as autumn water, stared at him faintly. She stretched out her sleeves with her bare hands, picked up the vinegar dish on the table, and poured it into the tofu brain.

The tofu brain was dyed a frightening black, and at this moment the sky fell for both the sweet and salty parties.

"Bingtuozi, can you still eat this?" Xiao Li's scalp was numb.

Ying Bing said quietly: "I can be jealous."

Seeing her lips parting slightly, he really planned to take a sip, but Li Mo quickly put his spoon into her mouth.

Bingtuozi can be turned into water, but can it be turned into vinegar?

"By the way, Bingtuozi, do you see the problem with me?"

Li Mo had some guesses, but he was not completely sure.

"It's because of Dashang's dynasty luck."

Ying Bing ate the sweet tofu, and her frowning eyebrows relaxed:

"Luck was originally accommodated by an entire dynasty, from the emperor to the nobles, to the Dukes, and even to officials at all levels, allowing them to receive various blessings to varying degrees, and even acting on the heaven and earth to ensure smooth weather everywhere."

"In layman's terms, national destiny is a key that opens many avenues, and is jointly controlled by the emperor and many princes and generals."

"Now, although the key in your possession is incomplete, it is entirely controlled by you alone."

Xiao Li's spoon filled with sweet tofu puffs was so powerful that he pried open Bing Tuozi's red lips.

"If one person controls many avenues, wouldn't that mean..."

Li Mo thought of an existence.

Nine Heavens Immortal.

The Ancestral God Yunmeng who resurrected in Qin Yuzhi's body and was trapped in the underground palace...the living dead blood god who sneaked into the Heavenly Phoenix Realm and struggled between life and death...

It can be seen that taking charge of multiple avenues usually does not end well.

Every move and every move echoes the Dao, and invisibly, the thoughts will also be influenced subtly.

As time goes by, I don’t know if I have controlled the avenue, or have become the vessel that carries the avenue, a living slave of this power?

Thinking of this, Li Mo couldn't even eat breakfast. He ate ice cream and practiced martial arts. Every day was the same as the Chinese New Year.

I really don’t want to be the emperor!

Seeing his face slump, Ying Bing continued:

"It's not as exaggerated as you think. Nowadays, most of the luck is in Dayu, and the luck of this big merchant is already very weak."

"You are inherently special, so you haven't been affected as much as others around you."

"No wonder Patriarch Shang and Leader Qin have been so rebellious recently."

Li Mo nodded and sighed: "This power and authority is so dangerous."

Ying Bing glanced at them helplessly:

"That's not true, that's their nature."

The higher the realm, the less impact it will receive.

The seventh realm will not be affected at all, not to mention that Qin Yuzhi was once a half-step to heaven, and Shang Qinqing once depended on the national destiny of the Great Shang.

Li Mo: "....."

At this point, he also roughly knew how to solve it.

The answer is in his inner world, which is also the reason why he is almost unaffected by the national destiny, but his mouth occasionally has his own ideas.

He lowered his head and looked at the sickle that no longer had the sword rhythm of the emperor and general.

Not only the dynasty's destiny, his red scenery of all ordinary people can suppress all the gods and make them unable to raise their heads.

Just strengthen the inner world.

"Bingtuozi, let's go."

"Where to go first?"

"Danding Peak, I haven't made pills for a long time. I am not even the Qin Shihuang, how can I not withstand the test of this national destiny?"

Li Mo was ambitious and drank the tofu brain in one gulp.

But who made him drink it all up by Bingtuozi.

He shuddered in the hot summer, and his iron bones were shivered by the vinegar.

Ying Bing stood up with him and said with a wink: "You drank my vinegar."

Li Mo pretended to be calm: "Not sour."

"Wow, our little Li is really amazing, he has a good vinegar tolerance."

Ying Bing looked at his twitching mouth with a helpless look in his eyes. He spoke in a coaxing tone and stretched out his bare hand for him to grab.

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