Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Without Zhao Zhe's influence, the following lake cruise went much more smoothly. After the cruise, the son of the governor's family was seen by Wei Zhuoyuan because he left too late, so he was honored to be treated the same as Mo Ci.

After returning, I will write a travelogue about today’s lake trip.

Originally, Mo Ci was writing alone and was sighing a little, but now that he saw that there were others who shared the same misfortune as him, he stopped sighing. Sure enough, when he knew that he was not the only one who was unlucky, his mood would be much better.

The two men who returned all the way to the Imperial College had no idea how much the son of the governor's family regretted going out for a boat ride today after returning home. If he had known earlier, he should not have been so playful.

Wei Zhuoyuan didn't know that his action directly made a student give up his playful thoughts and start writing travel notes with a dead heart.

On the other hand, after Mo Ci quickly finished writing a travelogue, he continued to think about how to make all the necessary preparations, or better yet, to completely remove himself.

But now, he has almost no people he can use, such as the few assassins given to him by the emperor. He has to deal with the emperor's son. Wouldn't it be self-destruction to use the assassins given by the emperor?

Therefore, the death squad sent by the emperor cannot be moved.

Mo Ci sighed deeply and turned to think of Zhao Yan's shadow guards. Because Zhao Yan fell ill suddenly and could not speak or write, Zhao Yan's shadow guards could only stay there for the time being.

However, Mo Ci had actually planned to recruit Zhao Yan's shadow guards a long time ago. However, he was a filial son. Every time the Imperial College was on vacation, he would go back and pretend to care for Zhao Yan by his bedside.

After all, Zhao Yan is already disabled, and it is easy to show filial piety to a disabled person.

Over the past year, every move Mo Ci made in front of Zhao Yan was clearly seen by these shadow guards, so up to now, these shadow guards have already shown their intention to turn against him.

Now, all that’s missing is a fire.

Mo Ci was not in a hurry and studied peacefully in the Imperial College until the holiday. He said goodbye to Wei Zhuoyuan as usual and took the carriage back to the Prince of Qi's Palace.

He first went to Zhuang Xinhan's courtyard to pay his respects to her, and then went to the main courtyard to visit Zhao Yan.

A year passed, and Zhao Yan's health did not improve at all. Instead, it became worse and worse. There was even a certain chance that his vision and hearing would be damaged.

When Zhao Yan walked into the room, the other servants all retreated, leaving the father and son some space to spend time together alone.

When Mo Ci walked to the bed, he leaned over slightly and smiled at Zhao Yan, while speaking.

"Father, how are you feeling lately? I just returned from the Imperial College. Due to my studies, I can't always be by your side. I'm being unfilial. But rest assured, father, I will definitely avenge you."

As the word "revenge" fell, Mo Ci keenly felt a tiny sound coming from somewhere in the room. Even outside the room, someone was making noises uncontrollably.

Mo Ci's eyes dimmed slightly, and he continued to look at Zhao Yan as if he didn't notice anything. When Zhao Yan heard what Mo Ci said, his eyes widened.

What does this mean? !

Without him even making a questioning expression, Mo Ci quickly spoke out, "Father, I ran into Uncle Wang, His Royal Highness Prince Yi, while boating on the lake the other day. I didn't think much of it, but Uncle Wang..."

"Father, you suddenly fell ill. Someone must have done something to you. Now you haven't gotten better. I'm worried that if you continue like this, you'll..."

"So, I want to find the real murderer for you. It would be even better if I could cure your illness. Unfortunately, I'm alone and powerless, but don't worry, father. Your Majesty has sent me assassins, and I'll have them investigate..."

Mo Ci said a lot of things, leaving some of them unsaid, leaving countless spaces for the listeners to imagine, and then expressing his sincere filial piety, not afraid that those shadow guards would turn against him.

At this moment, Zhao Yan's expression was extremely complicated after listening to Mo Ci's conversation. He did not expect that this son, whom he did not like and was not even his child, actually cared about him so much.

When he was in good health, he never cared about this child or Princess Zhuang Xinhan. Now that he is bedridden, he never expected that this mother and child are the best people for him.

During this year, the mother and son continued to take care of him meticulously, without a trace of disgust. Thinking of this, Zhao Yan's expression became more complicated.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. He thought, it would be great if Mo Ci was really his child.

pity... ...

"Father, you take a rest first. I'll go see Mom. We'll have dinner together as a family later."

Mo Ci realized that he had almost said what he wanted to say and didn't want to look at Zhao Yan's complicated and guilty look, so he just said this, then helped Zhao Yan twist the corner of the quilt as usual, turned around and walked out.

What Zhao Yan didn't know was that both Mo Ci and Zhuang Xinhan knew one thing clearly: as long as he, Zhao Yan, was alive, he would not be allowed to suffer any injustice in the Prince Qi's Mansion.

Therefore, both of them put on a good show when facing Zhao Yan.

There is no need to talk about Mo Ci. He is like this by nature. He is not a real child and is used to being meticulous.

As for Zhuang Xinhan, she knew that Zhao Yan had a secret group of subordinates, and since Mo Ci was the King of Qi, he certainly couldn't be a king without any supporters. So for the sake of her son, Zhuang Xinhan didn't mind pretending.

Anyway, she didn't need to take care of Zhao Yan herself. She just needed to visit him occasionally, wipe the sweat off his head, and say a few nice words.

The benefits will be great, so why not do it?

Zhao Yan was deceived by the mother and son. Of course, this is why he is useless now. If he were to get better again, his current thoughts would definitely change.

So, it would be better for him to remain useless.

While Mo Ci went to find Zhuang Xinhan, Zhao Yan tried hard to pick up the whistle he had hidden and blew it. Soon, several figures appeared in front of his bed.

Zhao Yan's eyes met theirs. Although he could neither speak nor write now, these shadow guards were his men and had been with him for a long time. There were some things that they could understand without detailed explanation.

It was also because Mo Ci and Zhuang Xinhan pretended too much, so Zhao Yan never suspected them, mother and son, nor did he do anything to them.

After all, constrained by the limitations of this era, Zhao Yan never thought that Zhuang Xinhan, as his wife, would do anything outrageous to him.

As for Mo Ci, it was even more impossible. He was just a child of a few years old. Zhao Yan never took him seriously. Therefore, even after suffering a loss, he never doubted the mother and son.

Besides, in Zhao Yan's opinion, if he fell, it would only bring disadvantages and no benefits to Zhuang Xinhan and her son. For various reasons, Zhao Yan believed their performance.

At this moment, Zhao Yan's eyes met one of the shadow guards. Seeing Zhao Yan's expression, the shadow guard immediately began to translate.

"Master, are you saying that we should obey the young master from today on?"

Zhao Yan blinked and indicated that this was the case. The other shadow guards did not have much resistance to this order. After all, in their eyes, Zhao Yan and Mo Ci were father and son.

Isn't it natural for a son to inherit his father's business?

Similarly, no one noticed that one of the shadow guards had his head lowered, with a complicated expression that was difficult to discern.

Even Zhao Yan was a little stunned when he heard the title "young master", but he quickly reacted. Now, the only person he could rely on was Mo Ci.

Besides, the filial piety that Mo Ci had shown over the past year made Zhao Yan trust him very much, so Zhao Yan thought that even if Mo Ci was not his child, he must be one now.

"Subordinates, obey your orders!"

The shadow guards followed orders, but soon Zhao Yan looked at the shadow guard who was translating for him, and the shadow guard continued.

"Master is worried that the assassins His Majesty has given the young master are disloyal, and that the young master will use them to investigate Prince Yi, which will backfire on him. So, we want to stop the young master from using the assassins and let us take his place?"

Zhao Yan blinked, which meant that what the shadow guard translated was no different from what he wanted to say. Zhao Yan was thinking of fighting for the throne, so he was definitely not an ordinary person. On the contrary, he was very smart.

That is to say, there are many ups and downs in the road of love.

Zhao Yan knew that those assassins were given to Mo Ci by His Majesty. This was what Mo Ci had said when he came to see him.

Although it is said to be a gift, in fact, who can guarantee that these assassins really belong to Mo Ci?

And Mo Ci just said that Zhao Yan’s illness is related to Prince Yi.

Prince Yi is also the emperor's son. Zhao Yan knows very well that if the emperor knew that his grandson was investigating his son, he would definitely be dissatisfied.

By then, it will only be harmful to Mo Ci rather than beneficial.

Now Zhao Yan no longer wants anything to happen to Mo Ci, so he wants his shadow guard to help Mo Ci investigate. As for the death squad, they can just stay in Prince Qi's mansion.

After the Shadow Guards understood Zhao Yan's plan, they were truly prepared to assist Mo Ci wholeheartedly. During this period, Zhao Yan also gave them some other instructions, most of which were related to Mo Ci and Zhuang Xinhan.

He doesn't love Zhuang Xinhan, nor does he love Mo Ci, but now, he feels more of a responsibility towards these two people.

Naturally, he had to take good care of them, so after Mo Ci and Zhuang Xinhan came to Zhao Yan's room and had dinner with him, Zhao Yan kept Mo Ci.

Zhuang Xinhan glanced at Mo Ci as if she had realized something, then nodded imperceptibly and left.

It’s not that Zhao Yan didn’t tell Zhuang Xinhan, but the truth is, in this world, men have more opportunities and power in many things, while women are subject to greater limitations. Naturally, Zhao Yan would not think of telling Zhuang Xinhan.

Just like that, Zhuang Xinhan closed the door when she left. Mo Ci looked at Zhao Yan with a clueless expression, and reached out to touch Zhao Yan's forehead, saying.

"Father, are you feeling unwell? You're not sweating..."

Before he could finish his words, the empty space behind him was suddenly filled with people, which scared Mo Ci.

At this time, one of the shadow guards took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and bowed to Mo Ci.

"Young Master, we are here to obey your orders and will do whatever you want!"

After he finished speaking, the other shadow guards knelt down in the same position. Mo Ci acted surprised and turned to look at Zhao Yan on the bed with a bewildered look.

Zhao Yan had a smile on his face and blinked his eyes, as if he wanted to tell Mo Ci that this was all his idea.

Mo Ci was silent for a long time before he turned to Zhao Yan and said, "Father, is this true? If so, please blink."

After saying this, Zhao Yan actually blinked his eyes. Mo Ci couldn't help laughing in his heart, but with a look of surprise on his face, he looked at the group of shadow guards again.

"You...you all should get up. Since it is Father's will, you should follow me from now on."

After saying that, Mo Ci turned his head and looked at Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan seemed very satisfied with Mo Ci's actions, and felt more and more that he had done the right thing.

The group of shadow guards also stood up at Mo Ci's signal, and each of them looked at Mo Ci with eyes full of sincerity and loyalty.

But... Mo Ci's gaze fell on one of the shadow guards. The look of this shadow guard was very strange. Although he was loyal, he always felt something was odd about it.

Mo Ci suppressed the uneasy feeling in his heart, and immediately spoke happily as if he had thought of something.

"Great! With so many people here, I can help my father find his enemies faster."

After he finished speaking, the smile on Zhao Yan's face deepened a little bit, and then he looked at the shadow guard who was acting as an interpreter and asked him to speak.

"Young Master, Master knows that you want to find the culprit for Master, but Master has said that your assassins cannot move."

The shadow guard acted very respectfully and persuaded Mo Ci in Zhao Yan's tone.

Didn't Mo Ci know that the dead soldiers couldn't move? The reason he said this was to add fuel to the fire.

Now it seems that the temperature is just right!

Mo Ci had a puzzled look on his face, "Why? Those assassins were sent to me by His Majesty. They are quite capable and should be very powerful."

This is something that only a six or seven-year-old child would say.

Everyone present thought so, and the shadow guard continued.

"It is precisely because they were sent by His Majesty that they cannot be touched. Young Master, the person you want to investigate is His Royal Highness Prince Yi. His Royal Highness Prince Yi is His Majesty's biological son. It is inappropriate for you to use the assassins sent by His Majesty to investigate His Majesty's biological son."

"Hmm? It seems a little bad. But..."

Mo Ci looked up at the group of shadow guards again, looked them up and down, and then continued.

"The dead soldiers can't move, so what about you?"

"I will obey the orders of my young master!"

In an instant, they knelt down again. Mo Ci had become numb to the world's habit of greeting and kneeling at every turn. He was stunned and turned to look at Zhao Yan.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he clenched his fist and said, "Okay."

"Don't worry, father. With so many people helping me, I will find a way to cure you soon."

On this day, Mo Ci successfully recruited Zhao Yan's shadow guards, and it was Zhao Yan who was the one who pulled the strings.

Afterwards, Mo Ci went to Zhao Yan's study. When Zhao Yan was still safe a year ago, no one was allowed to enter here at will.

But now that Zhao Yan was disabled, there was naturally no need to block the study, and Mo Ci entered the study easily.

The study still had the same layout as he had seen it at the beginning, except that some of the things Zhao Yan had used to prepare for the throne were missing. After all, once he fell ill, his power was divided up by others, and keeping those things would only add to his troubles.

The other half of the things about Liu Qingyin were still there. This time, Mo Ci had time to openly read every poem written by Liu Qingyin one by one.

Similarly, an immature plan emerged in Mo Ci's mind along with these poems.

He had to find a way to accuse those royal children who loved Liu Qingyin of treason.

But before that, we have to let them mess around...