Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 274

Sikong pushed aside the obstacles in front of him, but the surrounding "high walls" remained unmoved. He forgot that he was the master, he forgot that he could give orders, he forgot that he could scale walls and rooftops...

"Get out of the way..." Don't lock him up, he needs to find Ziyi.

Blood flowed like rivers outside the city, and rain and snow fell...

Sikong bumped into a wall in the giant python's circle, and the python suddenly looked at Zhongli.

Zhongli dared not make a move. He had seen the master practice bone-strengthening before, but he had never seen such a large monster or such a creature.

He didn't move. He couldn't die now; he couldn't die until these snakes stopped fighting. "Master!" Wake up! You are the head of the Sikong family; you can't fall for a woman.

You said you would never forgive him if he wronged you: Master! You are the master of the world! You cannot act on emotion! "Master!" he cried.

Seven fierce snakes swiftly attacked him.

Zhongli leaped up, holding the cold silk in his hand, and kept a close eye on their every move.

The giant python turned its head and looked at the little man who was running into the wall. It was puzzled: What's wrong, Master? Is this really fun?

It curiously stretched its neck, its eyes fixed on Sikong's face, scrutinizing the crystal-clear sphere on its master's face.

Its pouty lips drooped; it loved shiny things. Could it... it should be able to eat one without its master getting angry.

The giant python secretly observed Sikong, and seeing that Sikong was still acting foolishly, it couldn't help but lick something that hadn't appeared on its master's face before, just about to taste the salty flavor.

Sikong suddenly fell to the ground due to an unexpected external force.

The giant python quickly spread its body, too frightened to come out from behind a big tree: it hadn't done anything, it hadn't pushed its master down, and its master couldn't hit it.

As soon as it dodged, the snakes all swarmed towards it, scaring it into running away quickly: "Everyone said they wouldn't blame it, so why did the master still hit it? It's so pitiful!"

Waaah—waaah—she's even more pitiful than the mistress the master described.

The snakes followed closely behind: "Support the leader!" The shouts of following the leader were deafening.

Unfortunately, they seemed unable to communicate; one ran, and the rest chased.

Running was exhausting, chasing the snake was tiring...

Sikong fell down.

The cold wind suddenly subsided, and the rain and snow abruptly stopped. Zhongli stepped forward and helped his master up.

He carried Sikong home...

He did the same to his master when the master was still young. At that time, the master was afraid of them and avoided them, not wanting them to come near.

He carried his master home on his back...

this time……

This is probably the last time...

He didn't actually want to die. He wanted to see his master surrounded by children and grandchildren, and he wanted to hear his young master call him Grandpa Zhong...

[Beauty's Smile: Chapter 111]

"What's wrong with you today...?"

"I don't know, the Prime Minister isn't here either..."

"Could it be..." the ministers speculated.

Zi Mo looked around: Sikong just went out, why hasn't he come back yet?

Despite facing imminent death, Fu Hai gracefully ascended the platform and proclaimed, "By imperial decree, court is dismissed today!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Fu Hai retreated and ran to a secluded spot before daring to breathe a sigh of relief. What to do? He could only hold him off for a while, not a day. He was doomed, doomed! "Find the Crown Prince's Consort." The Emperor would definitely go to the Crown Prince's Consort when he returned.

Fu Hai, covered in dust, was fleeing in such a disheveled state for the first time in all the years he had served the Emperor, fearing that someone would chase after him demanding to see the Emperor.

After Fuhai left, the court officials were in an uproar: "Has the Emperor canceled the morning court session?"

"Could it be a misconception?"

Sun Zhixian looked at Zi Mo. They were close friends, so he should be the first to know if anything happened.

Zi Mo was puzzled; he didn't understand what was going on. The Emperor wasn't there, the Minister of Works wasn't there, and it seemed like everyone had suddenly become busy.

Gao Yanxing walked up to Zi Mo, smiling kindly: "My dear son-in-law."

Zi Mo bowed: "Father-in-law."

Gao Yanxing deliberately took Zi Mo with him, which infuriated a group of old men. They all wanted to know what was wrong with the Emperor and that Gao Yanxing shouldn't have taken Steward Shen away alone!

Gao Yanxing pulled Zi Mo aside and asked, "My dear son-in-law, is His Majesty unwell today?"

Zi Mo shook his head: "Xiao Xu doesn't know." He was fine after the morning court session yesterday, so it's probably impossible.

Gao Yanxing was displeased. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, saying, "My dear son-in-law, I may not interfere in my daughter Zhenxin's affairs, but in the court, I hope you will think carefully."

Zi Mo bowed and said, "Father-in-law is right. I will definitely consider it."

Gao Yanxing stroked his beard and nodded: "My dear son-in-law, if you have time, bring Zhenxin back to visit. Her mother misses her."