Because the butt injury is not healed.

Today, he doesn't want to serve the Queen.

Just as he was preparing to simulate.

There was a loud knock on the door.

When Chen Mo heard the shrill voice, he knew it was Wang Ying, that dead eunuch.

"Xiao Chenzi, Your Majesty the Emperor is here, and you haven't opened the door to pick her up yet." Wang Ying shouted.

Behind him, Zhao Fujin said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "My lord, please be quieter."

With that said, Zhao Fujin walked to the door, knocked gently, and said softly: "Chen Hong, are you awake? It's me. I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Wang Ying on the side widened his eyes, His Highness actually asked Chen Hong in such a tone.

It felt like if Chen Hong hadn't woken up, His Highness wouldn't have been waiting for him outside the room.

In the room, Chen Mo hurriedly put on his trousers and covered him with a quilt. Then he lay on the bed and used the Object Controlling Technique to open the three safety doors of the room. He just said:

"Your Highness, I have woken up. However, I am in poor health. I forgive you for not being able to get up to pick me up. Your Highness, if you don't mind, you can come in by yourself."

"No, no, don't mind. I'll come in by myself."

After hearing Chen Mo's words, Zhao Fujin opened the door and walked in.

When he saw Chen Mo lying on the bed, the self-blame in his heart emerged again, and then he walked directly beside Chen Mo's bed: "Chen Hong, are you...are you okay?"

"My slave is fine. I'll take care of you for two days and you can continue to serve your Majesty and Your Highness." Chen Mo said respectfully.

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin blamed himself even more: "It's all me, if it weren't for me..."

As he said that, Zhao Fujin suddenly thought that Wang Ying was still inside, so he immediately stopped talking and turned around and said to Wang Ying: "Eunuch Wang, please go out first. I have something to say to Chen Hong alone."

"Your Highness, this..."

"Um?"

"No, I'll go out now." When leaving, Wang Ying glared at Chen Mo, as if to tell him not to say anything nonsense.

As the door closes.

Zhao Fujin said with concern: "Chen Hong, are you...really okay?"

"Your Highness, I'm really fine. Look, isn't this slave just lying down here?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

Zhao Fujin thought that he deliberately showed an okay expression in order not to worry himself.

After all, not long ago, a eunuch who served his father was beaten fifty times. He was beaten one day and died the next day.

Chen Hong was beaten a hundred times.

Moved, I felt extremely self-blame: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't blackmailed you into taking me out of the palace, this wouldn't have happened."

"Of course it's your fault..." Chen Mo almost said this, and then said like a dog licking:

"It has nothing to do with Your Highness, it's all my fault. If I had been more cautious, maybe this matter would not have been known to the Queen."

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin chuckled, laughed out loud, and said softly: "You are a poor talker."

"I don't dare, slave."

Zhao Fujin snorted, and immediately took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, placed it on Chen Mo's bedside, and said: "Chen Hong, this is the best golden sore medicine. You can apply it to... your injured area. No need to use it."

How long will it take, and it will be fine."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Chen Mo thanked him respectfully.

"I caused you to be like this, and you still thank me?" Zhao Fujin pursed his lips and said.

"My slave said this is not His Highness's fault."

"My mother is right, you are indeed a good person."

Chen Mo: "..."

Seeing Chen Mo's dumbfounded expression, Zhao Fujin smiled again.

The words are as sweet as the smile.

Zhao Fujin regained his optimistic temperament and said, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

"Uh... I don't want any reward, slave."

"You must have it."

"Then your Highness, please give it to me." Chen Mo said.

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin thought for a while and took out an exquisite small wooden box from his arms.

Zhao Fujin looked at the jade bottle and the wooden box.

Chen Modu had some doubts about whether the bulging hills in front of Zhao Fujin were filled with these things.

This is too easy to pretend.

Zhao Fujin opened the small wooden box. In the box, two longan-sized pills lay quietly.

She picked up one with a slight pain, then tilted her head and handed it to Chen Mo respectfully, saying: "Here you go."

"Your Highness, what is this?" Chen Mo looked at the elixir handed over by Zhao Fujin in confusion.

"This is the golden elixir refined by Master. It was refined from the dragon that Master killed in the East China Sea. There are only 108 pills in one batch, so it is very precious." Zhao Fujin said.

"Master?" Chen Mo was stunned. This was the first time he knew that Zhao Fujin had a master.

Also, he is a small person, how much can he know.

"That's the Imperial Master." Zhao Fujin said.

"National Master?!" Chen Mo was stunned.

In the past two days, he also roughly learned some information about the Song Dynasty.

After the Song Dynasty took over the reins of the previous dynasty, the sects and religions that had been abolished by the previous emperor Taizu gradually began to rise again.

Later, the Taoist genius Lin Suya joined the royal family and founded the Shenxiao Sect. Emperor Zhao Ji became the leader. Taoism was promoted as the state religion, and Lin Suya became the national teacher.

Later, Lin Suya used Taoism to destroy Buddhism and take control of the religious power of the Song Dynasty.

Lin Suya is also a first-class master.

And among all the first-level masters, they are among the best.

And can the elixir she refined be of ordinary quality?

"Your Highness, this elixir is too... too valuable. I can't have it."

How dare Chen Mo ask for such a valuable elixir.

"Really?" Zhao Fujin asked again.

Chen Mo shook his head.

"Okay then." Seeing that Chen Mo really didn't want it, Zhao Fujin took the elixir back and then gave Chen Mo a bottle of more common elixir.

Of course, this ordinary is compared to the golden elixir, which is naturally ordinary.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, it is still extremely precious.

This time, Chen Mo accepted it.

Although, he really wanted to accept the golden elixir.

But he knew that golden elixir was not something he could enjoy with his status.

Although he knew that if he accepted it, Zhao Fujin would not say anything, let alone tell others.

But if this matter spreads out, I will definitely have nothing good to gain.

After all, how could I be able to make Di Ji give me a golden elixir?

Just a slap in the face?

This is different from the jade pendant given by Zhao Fujin.

No matter how precious the jade pendant is.

That is also vulgar.

And this golden elixir.

I'm afraid there aren't even any princes or concubines.

What can be collected?

What cannot be collected.

Chen Mo still has a clue in his heart.

...

After Zhao Fujin left.

Chen Mo started today’s simulation.

Just like yesterday, I still brush my talents.

[Day 1: The great turmoil is coming, and the clarion call for uprising has been raised in various parts of the Song Dynasty. The sky is dead, and Huang Tian is standing. You are in the palace, which is the safest place in the Song Dynasty. Because you have understood Yu in advance

Nirvana Sutra has now become a seventh-level warrior.

The moon is dark and the wind is high. You are trying to sneak into the emperor's palace and absorb the emperor's spirit from the jade seal.
Chapter completed!