From the moment he heard the words "Moxi Painting", Emperor Qinglong's face turned livid, his brows furrowed, and his eyes almost turned to water.

At this moment, hearing the profound meaning in Xuanyuan Moxie's words, the five fingers hidden in the long sleeves of the blue dragon-patterned cloud brocade tightened even more, he raised his head, looked at it with a sinister smile.

"Your Majesty said so, so Xuanyuan has nothing to say."

Xuanyuan Moye slowly swayed the tea leaves on the water, took a sip of tea, and spoke with eyes as deep as sea water.

"Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan, I might give you something else, but I, An Yongwen, will definitely give it my all!"

The relaxed mood that he had just felt suddenly lifted. An Yongwen knew that if Xuanyuan Moye didn't get what he wanted, he wouldn't save him even if the knife was held to his neck.

"Sorry, I just want this!"

Before he raised his head, the voice was still gentle, but the tone did not allow for any discussion.

"Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan, think about it carefully, but there is something else that can be exchanged for. I will try my best to do it."

The big palm behind his back slowly clenched into a fist. Emperor Qinglong looked at Xuanyuan Moxie with a calm expression and took a deep breath.

"The emperor cannot give you anything else!"

There was a hint of coldness in each word, he wanted many things, but unfortunately this was the only thing Emperor Qinglong could give him.

The figure was startled, and Emperor Qinglong gritted his silver teeth: "I can't give you anything like this."

"Xuanyuan never imposes anything on others. Since the emperor says he can't give it, he can't give it to him!"

When Xuanyuan Moye heard this, he just smiled faintly and arranged his robe carelessly.

"But it's just a painting. It's useless if you can't use it. But life is different. Once it passes, it can never be reborn."

He said it slowly, as if he was sighing carelessly, but Xuanyuan Moxie's words deeply touched the most fragile nerve of Emperor Qinglong.

Indeed, hundreds of years have passed, and they have never found the owner of the Moxi painting, nor have they been able to activate its spiritual power. Instead, they are always worried about it, fearing that one day a bloody storm will come to the Qinglong Kingdom.

"In this case, Xuanyuan will take his leave!"

With a flick of the corner of his clothes, Xuanyuan Moxie raised his eyebrows slightly and arched his hands to leave.

"Wait~"

His footsteps were still in mid-air, and behind him, Emperor Qinglong could be seen looking ugly and saying coldly in a low voice.

"Give me one day, and I will give a reply to Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan tomorrow." After saying that, he turned to An Yongwen, who looked shocked and said, "Yongwen, please entertain Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan and his wife."

"yes!"

An Yongwen didn't say much, he just answered with a solemn expression and cupped his hands.

The Moxi painting is indeed not a legend, and it seems to be in the palace, but will the emperor take it out for the princess?

"Go back to the palace!"

Emperor Qinglong shouted loudly, and the eunuch accompanying him outside the door trotted in.

"Let's drive!"

The chief eunuch flicked the long hair in his hand bravely, and the group immediately left Yongyi Mansion in a mighty manner.

Birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, and the sun is shining brightly.

However, Ling Mulao was led out of the hall by two maids and walked along the vermilion corridor.

Wherever I passed by, I saw pavilions, terraces, pavilions, rockery and water pavilions with their own characteristics, and the most beautiful thing was the enchanting and gorgeous flowers that filled the yard.

Ling Mulao walked slowly through the twists and turns of the corridor while carefully observing the surrounding environment. Although he remained calm, he took in everything.

When I walked to the corner, before I could turn around, I heard the sad sound of a piano.

It seems that many sad stories are filled in the sound of the piano, making people burst into tears.

"Who is playing the piano?" From the moment he heard the three words "Mo Xi Hua", Emperor Qinglong's face turned livid, his brows furrowed, and his eyes almost watered.

At this moment, hearing the profound meaning in Xuanyuan Moxie's words, the five fingers hidden in the long sleeves of the blue dragon-patterned cloud brocade tightened even more, he raised his head, looked at it with a sinister smile.

"Your Majesty said so, so Xuanyuan has nothing to say."

Xuanyuan Moye slowly swayed the tea leaves on the water, took a sip of tea, and spoke with eyes as deep as sea water.

"Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan, I might give you something else, but I, An Yongwen, will definitely give it my all!"

The relaxed mood that he had just felt suddenly lifted. An Yongwen knew that if Xuanyuan Moye didn't get what he wanted, he wouldn't save him even if the knife was held to his neck.

"Sorry, I just want this!"

Before he raised his head, the voice was still gentle, but the tone did not allow for any discussion.

"Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan, think about it carefully, but there is something else that can be exchanged for. I will try my best to do it."

The big palm behind his back slowly clenched into a fist. Emperor Qinglong looked at Xuanyuan Moxie with a calm expression and took a deep breath.

"The emperor cannot give you anything else!"

There was a hint of coldness in each word, he wanted many things, but unfortunately this was the only thing Emperor Qinglong could give him.

The figure was startled, and Emperor Qinglong gritted his silver teeth: "I can't give you anything like this."

"Xuanyuan never imposes anything on others. Since the emperor says he can't give it, he can't give it to him!"

When Xuanyuan Moye heard this, he just smiled faintly and arranged his robe carelessly.

"But it's just a painting. It's useless if you can't use it. But life is different. Once it passes, it can never be reborn."

He said it slowly, as if he was sighing carelessly, but Xuanyuan Moxie's words deeply touched the most fragile nerve of Emperor Qinglong.

Indeed, hundreds of years have passed, and they have never found the owner of the Moxi painting, nor have they been able to activate its spiritual power. Instead, they are always worried about it, fearing that one day a bloody storm will come to the Qinglong Kingdom.

"In this case, Xuanyuan will take his leave!"

With a flick of the corner of his clothes, Xuanyuan Moxie raised his eyebrows slightly and arched his hands to leave.

"Wait~"

His footsteps were still in mid-air, and behind him, Emperor Qinglong could be seen looking ugly and saying coldly in a low voice.

"Give me one day, and I will give a reply to Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan tomorrow." After saying that, he turned to An Yongwen, who looked shocked and said, "Yongwen, please entertain Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan and his wife."

"yes!"

An Yongwen didn't say much, he just answered with a solemn expression and cupped his hands.

The Moxi painting is indeed not a legend, and it seems to be in the palace, but will the emperor take it out for the princess?

"Go back to the palace!"

Emperor Qinglong shouted loudly, and the eunuch accompanying him outside the door trotted in.

"Let's drive!"

The chief eunuch flicked the long hair in his hand bravely, and the group immediately left Yongyi Mansion in a mighty manner.

Birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, and the sun is shining brightly.

However, Ling Mulao was led out of the hall by two maids and walked along the vermilion corridor.

Wherever I passed by, I saw pavilions, terraces, pavilions, rockery and water pavilions with their own characteristics, and the most beautiful thing was the enchanting and gorgeous flowers that filled the yard.

Ling Mulao walked slowly through the twists and turns of the corridor while carefully observing the surrounding environment. Although he remained calm, he took in everything.

When I walked to the corner, before I could turn around, I heard the sad sound of a piano.

It seems that many sad stories are filled in the sound of the piano, making people burst into tears.
Chapter completed!