After my voice was eavesdropped, I became the favorite of the imperial court

The Queen Mother stepped forward and asked with concern: Mu Yatou, you look very weak, are you injured?

Back to the Queen Mother, I just suffered a little internal injury. It's okay. Mu Nanjin deliberately lowered his voice to make it look like he was seriously injured.

[Hurry up and reward me. Hurry up and reward me with some great tonics to replenish my body. 】

Everyone: ...

The Queen Mother paused slightly, held her hand and said, I have a thousand-year-old ginseng plant in the palace. When I get back, I will send someone to your house to replenish your body.

[Thousand-year-old ginseng? One thousand years or two thousand years? Ginseng that is less than 5,000 years old is not enough for me. 】

Everyone: ...

The Queen Mother added: By the way, there is also a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that is also very good for the body. I will send it to your house as well.

[I can get whatever I want. Her Majesty is so considerate, so I will accept it without force. 】

Mu Nanjin pretended to decline: The Queen Mother's reward is too valuable.

The Queen Mother suppressed her smile and said: It was so dangerous just now, but you were willing to hold off the assassin for us and let us escape. Compared to your sacrifice, the things I gave you are nothing. Besides, you are still young, so you can't leave the root of the disease behind. , you can take it with peace of mind and take good care of yourself.

Then I'll thank the Queen Mother first. Mu Nanjin glanced at the emperor intentionally or unintentionally.

[Emperor, your mother has expressed her gratitude, can’t you, the son, be smarter and reward her too? 】

Everyone: ...

The emperor coughed lightly and was about to give Mu Nanjin a reward when he heard her say in his heart.

[Forget it, it’s better not to expect the emperor to reward me. The emperor always likes to reward and promote officials, and his method is not feasible here. As the saying goes, the greater the official, the greater the responsibility, so I don't like to be promoted. I just like to live my life with a monthly salary while lying down. 】

‘…’

This was the first time the emperor met someone who was unwilling to be promoted, but the more unwilling she was, the more he wanted to promote her.

Wooden Guard, you have done a great job in rescuing me, I have decided...

[If you dare to talk about promotion, I will kill you immediately for the assassin. 】

Everyone's lips twitched.

Standing aside, Gong Xiurong noticed that the emperor and the others had very expressive expressions. Sometimes their faces were dark, sometimes they were trying to hold back their laughter, and sometimes they looked like they wanted to be angry but couldn't. What's going on?

The emperor coughed again: I have decided to promote you to the rank of ninth-grade Jin Yiwei, and reward you with a hundred pieces of brocade cloth and a thousand taels of gold.

[Positive ninth grade? Uh... there seems to be no difference between the ninth grade and the positive ninth grade. Well, it's acceptable. 】

Mu Nanjin was afraid that he would regret that he only promoted her to the ninth grade official, so he immediately thanked her: Thank you, Your Majesty.

After the words fell, Feng Sinan and Mu Nanjin noticed something strange and raised their heads in unison, only to see the old man who had assassinated the emperor appear on the big tree above their heads and then rushed down towards them with a fierce look on his face. At the same time, he gathered powerful energy in his palms. Internal forces hit them.

Others also looked, but before they had time to be afraid, they saw a black shadow appear above the old man's head and heard a cry.

The old man subconsciously raised his head to look, and the next moment, he was kicked hard on the back.

boom--

The old man hit the ground hard.

Poof, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and the internal energy in his body also dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow used him as a cushion and jumped down and stepped on his back. He rolled his eyes and suddenly lost his breath.

Everyone stared at this scene blankly. The shadow that kicked the old man away turned out to be a big black horse.

The black horse stepped on the old man's head a few more times in displeasure, then turned around and looked at the emperor and the others.

Kan Chaoyan recognized the black horse and shouted in disbelief: Heitan.

Heitan walked up to Mu Nanjin and cupped Mu Nanjin's head.

Mu Nanjin patted its head: I'm fine.

Feng Simon stepped forward and probed the old man's nose. When he saw that there was no breath coming in or out, he felt the man's pulse before getting up and returning to the emperor: Your Majesty, he is dead.

Dead? Just kicked to death by a horse? The first-grade Martial King looked at him in shock: National Master, are you sure?

Feng Simon nodded: Very sure.

He was also sure that the horse that kicked the old man to death was not an ordinary horse, otherwise the old man would not have noticed it.

First-grade Martial King: ...

The ninth-grade Martial King was kicked to death by a horse. Who would believe it?

[My horse has done a great job in rescuing the driver, so it’s time for the emperor to reward him, hehe. 】

emperor:……

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