GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

Hearing his answer, Su Mo raised the corners of his lips in a good mood, quietly enjoying the warmth at the moment, but was diverted by his next words.

"I have something to tell you. It's related to the Prime Minister and the Sixth Princess..."

Xiao Zeqing told Su Mo all the news and speculations he received that day, his eyes full of worry.

He has been living in fear these days. Although Su Mo's letters are delivered on time every day, he still can't help but worry.

It wasn't until he saw Su Mo with his own eyes, the real, living Su Mo in front of him, that he felt relieved.

But he knew he couldn't reveal it in public, so he kept it suppressed.

Fortunately, Su Mo noticed that something was wrong with Xiao Zeqing and helped him release his emotions through some improper means, otherwise he would have really been suffocated.

Su Mo listened to him quietly, lowering his eyes, as if to comfort him, and his palm unconsciously stroked Xiao Zeqing's back. He didn't look into those obsidian eyes until he finished speaking.

"Ze Qing really helped me a lot. Thanks to you, I was able to confirm some of my guesses..."

Su Mo narrowed his eyes, and the smile on the corners of his lips was no longer a genuine one, but more like sarcasm and mockery.

Xiao Zeqing grabbed Su Mo's collar and asked her in a low voice what was going on.

Su Mo kissed his lips that had just turned red, and said vaguely: "It's just some small things, Zeqing, don't worry, I have been on guard for a long time."

She carried him to the bed again, covered him with the quilt, and coaxed him gently: "You take a rest first, I'll go arrange something, be good."

Xiao Zeqing didn't like the way she fooled children, but he had no choice. Su Mo didn't want to tell him, and he didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long journey, he had something on his mind and was really tired. He finally closed his eyes and rested.

When Su Mo turned around and left, her expression instantly changed from gentle as water to expressionless. She tiptoed out of the room, ordered people to protect Xiao Zeqing, avoided being seen, and turned to go to the envoy from Yanyuan.

The courtyard of the envoy of Yanyuan is next to Lin Jia's bedroom. Although it is next door, there are many pine trees planted in it. The pine trees are evergreen, which makes it convenient for Su Mo to meet with the envoy secretly.

The head of the envoys from Yanyuan had already received the letter that Su Mo had secretly sent earlier, and Su Mo was also brought into the room quietly.

"I have long admired the name of Prince Fenglin Regent. Seeing him today, I can see that he is indeed a very imposing figure."

The envoy from Yanyuan, who had long heard of Su Mo's reputation, first performed a Fenglin salute to Su Mo.

"I don't deserve it. I'm just a rough guy." Su Mo returned the greeting politely.

The two of them praised each other again, and Su Mo saw that the time had come.

The two men looked at each other, and the messenger understood and moved sideways, revealing the person inside.

The young man had red lips and white teeth, his golden hair was tied up with silver ornaments, and he was dressed like someone from the Western Regions, with his upper body covered only with two pieces of purple gauze, revealing his fair belly and slender arms.

He was wearing short tapered pants and his feet were bare. The ornaments on his neck, wrists and ankles jingled as he walked, and his clear and seductive blue eyes looked at Su Mo.

Su Mo only glanced at the naked part of his body, then looked away and nodded with satisfaction.

"As expected of the Prince of Yanyuan, he is truly extraordinarily handsome."

"I will take my leave first. Please chat with our prince."

The only purpose of Yuan's trip was to offer tribute and seek peace. Feng Lin is now the regent in power, and the empress is in decline. Anyone with a discerning eye knows who to listen to.

So when Su Mo came to them, the envoy from Yanyuan knew what to do.

In the letter, Su Mo requested that the most handsome prince be sent to receive her. The envoy from Yanyuan thought that she was just greedy for beauty and wanted to secretly bring one back as a servant.

I thought that since I had three princes with me, it would be great if I could place someone in the Regent's Palace in Fenglin.

By then, they will have the best of both worlds, no matter which side wins, they will have already formed an alliance.

The envoy retreated with a sly smile, saying that they would chat slowly, but in fact, the place had already been cleared and he was just waiting for Su Mo to do something.

Su Mo naturally knew his little thoughts. It would be better to say that she was the one who induced the messenger from Yanyuan to think so.

Looking at Prince Yanyuan who was gradually approaching, Su Mo lifted his nose and was choked by a very strong smell.

That was probably the secret spice of Yanyuan, mixed with various rich floral scents, which was a bit too stimulating for Su Mo.

The weak voice of Prince Yanyuan came slowly, "Slave, Yilale pays homage to the Regent King Fenglin."

Su Mo was still sitting there like a gentleman, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. He slowly sat down at Su Mo's feet and pretended to support her knees with his hands.

Su Mo didn't let him put it down. He just pinched his chin with two fingers and looked at his watery green eyes with a smile on his face.

"Don't think about knocking me out. I'm resistant to this thing."

Yilale suddenly opened his eyes wide and explained in a panic.

"Your Highness... I didn't mean to make you faint. This... this is just an ordinary aphrodisiac powder..."

Su Mo's smile widened. "I know perfectly well whether it's a sleeping pill or an aphrodisiac." "You're teasing me like this, are you taking me for a fool?"

She suddenly dropped her smile and looked at him expressionlessly.

Yilale was completely panicked, and his eyes finally couldn't hold back the tears, and big drops of tears fell.

"Your Highness, please don't kill me... I know I was wrong... I will... I will serve you right now." As if he had accepted his fate, he held Su Mo's wrist and moved closer to her while crying.

Su Mo brushed his hand away in disappointment and said listlessly, "This king is not interested in the strong, and besides..."

She changed her tone and said, "I am not interested in you either."

Yilale, who was still immersed in sadness, was stunned.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows in amusement, "I said I don't want you, what? Or are you looking forward to me?"

Yilale quickly shook his head and sobbed, "Then... the prince asked me to serve you..."

"Serving doesn't necessarily have to be like that." Someone said shamelessly and helplessly.

This time Yilale was even more confused.

He has lived in the Yanyuan Palace since he was a child. As an unfavored prince, his education since childhood was related to serving all kinds of people. Such a living environment and the mission he was told since childhood made him unable to understand other uses of service.

Su Mo curled his lips and patiently explained to him.

Yilale then realized that Su Mo just wanted to chat with him.

Su Mo nodded in his heart. Chatting is also a kind of service.

Seeing that he gradually calmed down, Su Mo spoke: "My king, I want to talk to you about something."

Yilale looked at Su Mo with a serious expression, biting his lower lip lightly, with a conflicted look on his face.

Su Mo released the pressure again and threatened him: "You don't want people outside to know that you don't serve me well, do you?"

This threat may not be so powerful for ordinary people, but for a young prince who has little experience in the world and only has this kind of value, it is really terrifying.

"I...I promise you." He said tremblingly.