long old

In the second month of Zhiguo, the spring is late and the winter is delayed, the days are long and the nights are short, and it is mid-winter.

"Brother Emperor," Mo Qiuliang sat on the stone bench in the gazebo of the imperial garden, half leaned his body out of the guardrail, and fiddled with the bluegrass outside the window, suddenly called out, "Are you really going to wait here for Rong Mo?"

Mo Xuan always has a strange habit, or "bad habit": on the fifteenth day of every month, he will wait in Huaqing Garden, and he doesn't know who he is waiting for. When Lou Xun came to look for him, he was willing to give up.

Over time, this has become a common occurrence in the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

When there is nothing to do, Mo Qiuliang will come here occasionally.When the time came, he dragged Mo Xuan away.

After a long time, Mo Qiuliang has long forgotten why and when it happened. I just remember it vaguely. It seems that it was also three years ago. After Zhi Sheng Huo Shi left, Mo Xuan has been habitually coming trip.

Mo Qiuliang occasionally felt that he might have an appointment with someone else, but he had never seen anyone come to the appointment.

And now, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has appeared, so the emperor brother should also be here to wait for him.

Let it be that he finally let go of the person who will never come back, after all, the person in front of your Highness is obviously more important than the person who missed the appointment.

"This king is not waiting for him." Mo Xuan defended palely, his voice gradually weakened.

Just like Mo Xuan knew that the person he was waiting for would never come back, but he was still waiting for him stubbornly.

After waiting for too long, he was no longer obsessed with whether he could remember or not. He just got used to it, and he also got used to not being able to wait for that person.

"His Royal Highness, the eldest princess and the seventh prince have entered the palace."

Lin Shengli led Rong Mo to the East Palace, habitually looked at the Imperial Garden, and reminded Rong Mo with a hint of a smile.

After half a month of getting along, Lin Shengli somewhat changed his view of him, partly because the late empress, this child who resembled her, felt a little bit unbearable, and couldn't help but feel a little fondness for him.

And the other half was because the Seventh Prince cared about him, and he didn't dare to disobey the Seventh Prince's wishes.

Rong Mo followed his gaze, and sure enough, he saw Mo Xuan's somewhat lonely and thin figure. He only saw the back, but for no reason, he had the urge to rush up and hug him.

But he didn't take any action, and Mo Xuan didn't need a weak hug.

Under that beautiful face is full of fortitude, no comfort needed.

After getting along for more than half a month, he actually only understood this point, and the rest was unclear.

Except for what Mo Xuan deliberately revealed to him, he was completely ignorant, and seemed to do everything as he wanted, but he had scruples and concealed things.

And since Mingming is a prince, the officials treat him with no reverence or contempt.

Mo Qiuliang stretched out his left hand, lightly touched the orchid with his fingertips, poked the bud that was about to bloom mischievously, smiled slightly, raised his head suddenly, but fell to the ground with a scream.

"Liang'er!" Mo Xuan got up in a panic, half-kneeling on the ground, lightly touched her with his fingers, checked Mo Qiuliang's injuries, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, he heaved a sigh of relief and picked her up by the waist.

"Brother Huang, let me down first. Rong Mo is here." Mo Qiuliang blushed imperceptibly, reminding him softly.Except when she was a child, where did she need Brother Huang to hold her like this.

In these years, she has fallen many times, and no one will help her up, and she dare not let the emperor know.

It hurts, but once you get used to it, you won't feel anything.

It's just that occasionally I hope that someone will hold her like this and comfort her softly.

As for why she fell off the bench, she had nothing to say.It was only at that moment that he caught a glimpse of the inorganic emotion flowing in Rong Mo's eyes similar to his, and just looked at Brother Huang like that.

She considers herself not a cowardly person, but in Rong Mo's eyes, she suddenly saw all her fears, exposed as if pierced by a sharp sword.

After all, he is the person that Brother Huang has cared about for a long time, but he looks at Brother Huang with colder eyes than others.How can she not be worried?

Although feelings are such a thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

But in the end, Mo Qiuliang was dissatisfied. Brother Huang is a good man, and he deserves a good man.Rong Mo is not the worthy person in her eyes, but brother Huang likes him, so she can't say anything.

"His Royal Highness," Mo Xuan put Mo Qiuliang on the bench before turning around and calling out, his face was full of anxiety, "Can you ask His Royal Highness to announce the imperial physician to Liang'er, I am blind and cannot confirm Liang'er's injury , I have to ask Your Highness."

Hearing this, Rong Mo quickly walked in front of the two of them, staring at Mo Qiuliang with lowered eyes. There was no emotion in his eyes, he just looked at him like that, and after a while he replied in a low voice, "Okay."

"You don't need to worry about your highness, I'm fine." Mo Qiuliang quickly refused, waved his hands desperately, and stretched out his hands to grab Mo Xuan's sleeves, "Brother, I just fell off the chair, don't be too anxious .”

Mo Xuan stroked Mo Qiuliang's hair, smiled faintly, his pale cheeks were slightly flushed, and remained silent.

Lin Shengli walked over quietly, and reminded softly, "Seventh Prince, Eldest Princess, it's time to go back to the mansion. Today is the fifteenth day. The emperor is probably already waiting in the mansion, and Lou Xun is going to come out to look for it."

"Rong Mo also come with us." Mo Qiuliang stared at him expectantly, his peach blossom eyes were full of hope and light, for a moment, Rong Mo couldn't bear to refuse.

Seeing that his expression was slightly shaken, Mo Qiuliang quickly took advantage of the victory to chase after him, and then seduced, "Rong Mo doesn't want to go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion to see what dishes the emperor likes? Besides, our Seventh Prince's Mansion never uses silver needles to test poison. It's very convenient. Lou Xun His culinary skills are also superb, and Wensi Tofu Soup is even better."

Half a month ago, Mo Qiuliang had inquired with Wei Xian about Rong Mo's preferences, and let her know that Wensi tofu soup is the empress' special dish, so she specially asked Lou Xun to research it.

Even Mo Xuan, who has limited mobility, is also a classmate, but the effect is mediocre.

Rong Mo lowered his eyes, and roughly understood what Mo Qiuliang said.

He had never seen such an explicit expression of his dissatisfaction and temptation.

The education he has received since he was a child is not to reveal his purpose too clearly, but to learn to cover up his ambition and what he thinks in his heart.

After all, if he couldn't do this at that time, he would be killed immediately.

That man doesn't care about his own life.

All he cares about is his throne.

His own mother died in the same way, and he didn't want to die under such a reason.

"Then I would like to thank the eldest princess for her kindness. It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

"Okay, let's go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

Mo Qiuliang intentionally hopped away early under the banner of "go to the gate of the palace to find the coachman".Before leaving, Mo Qiuliang deliberately pinched the soft flesh on Mo Xuan's waist.

Mo Xuan shook his head helplessly, and "looked" at Lin Shengli who was at the side: "Is the father-in-law going together?"

Lin Shengli was startled, and quickly shook his head and refused: "No need, no need."

As the emperor's close servant, I still try to keep a superficial distance from the Seventh Prince, who is the emperor's thorn in the side and flesh. It's safer.

Mo Xuan obviously thought of this too, so he nodded slightly to him without any further dissuasion.

Rong Mo nodded politely, took the initiative to support Mo Xuan's arm, and walked out of the palace.

Mo Xuan's body froze suddenly, and he said softly: "No, don't bother Your Highness to worry about it, this king can still go by himself."

Rong Mo lowered his eyes, and stubbornly supported him to continue walking forward, "The Seventh Prince should not refuse, you just want to be noticed by the emperor that you are not afraid of blindness at all, and you can even move freely?"

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, then responded in a low voice: "Then please trouble Your Highness."

The author has something to say: Today's Seventh Prince is still waiting for him.

☆、Langu ([-])

"My lord, my eldest princess, you are back." Lou Xun, who had already been at the door and spun around worriedly, saw the carriage slowly approaching from a distance with the emblem of the Seventh Prince's Mansion engraved on the carriage, and hurriedly opened it. Behind the half-opened gate, he waved his hands joyfully towards the carriage.

"Xiaolou, who will be in charge today?" Mo Qiuliang also noticed him, before getting out of the carriage, he asked loudly from a long distance away.

Mo Qiuliang helped Mo Xuan get off the carriage again, waved to Lou Xun, and naturally handed the cloak in Lou Xun's hands.

Lou Xun took it, showing a big smile, his childish face was full of pride, "I, the chief executive, will be in charge today, the Wensi tofu soup specially ordered by the princess is ready, and the Qi Wangye who likes it Baozhai’s Peach Blossom Cake is also ready. And..."

Lou Xun's face showed a bit of shivering, and after a while he continued in a low voice, "The emperor is already waiting for the table."

Lou Xun recalled what happened before, subconsciously shivered, lowered his head and followed several people into the mansion.

Mo Xuan patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and with Mo Qiuliang's support, he walked into the mansion.

Mo Qiuliang walked in front, clenched his fists subconsciously, Chunhua's bright smile when talking with Lou Xun gradually dimmed, she still didn't like this routine, and wanted to force a smile on that person again.

Mo Xuan took her hand, opened her fists gently, brushed the bloodstains from the sharp nails with his fingertips, blew lightly, and said softly, "Liang'er, don't be afraid."

Mo Xuan turned around, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and held Rong Mo's left hand stubbornly.

Rong Mo subconsciously wanted to break free, but failed, so he had to give up.

Why is this man so strong?What about the sick man?

"Ziqing, you are back." Rong Shu heard the commotion outside the mansion, stood up from the table, and greeted them with a smile like a host, deliberately ignoring the hands they held.

Mo Xuan squeezed out a pale smirk, "Ziqing"?Even when I sit on the throne, I still feel so worried about me, deliberately calling "Ziqing", only Zhiqing.The arrogant mockery of me is just a courtier, no, I can't even become a courtier, I'm just a Seventh Prince who is slaughtered by others.

In the end, they were just trying to pretend to be intimacy, to cover up their desire to tear each other into pieces.

"Brother, please forgive me for being late."

"No problem." Rong Shu personally helped him to sit down, held his back intimately, and at the same time secretly observed his expression, there was not much difference, but subconsciously straightened his spine, as if he was not used to it.

"Liang'er and Mo'er sit down too. Father has already visited the kitchen in person, and they are all your favorite dishes." The first half of the sentence is an order, and the second half is a lie.

In fact, except for the [-]th day of every month, Rong Shu seldom had dinner with them, so naturally he couldn't claim to understand their love, even Lin Shengli and Lou Xun knew better than him.

Since Rong Mo was born, except for necessary banquets, Rong Mo has never eaten at the same table as Rong Shu.

"Thank you, Father." After thanking Rong Mo, he sat down obediently, propped his head like that, looked at Mo Xuan and Rong Shu, tilted his head and smiled like a child, pure and beautiful.

But Mo Qiuliang didn't seem to hear it, standing still, staring at Rong Shu and Mo Xuan with aggrieved eyes, "Well, brother Sanhuang, did you really forget? Liang'er's birthday is coming, and brother Sanhuang unexpectedly He didn't congratulate Liang'er, and he didn't show any sign of paying attention to Liang'er's birthday."

At this time, Lou Xun happened to be bringing up the dishes. Hearing this, he glared at Rong Shu resentfully, and quickly returned to indifference.

Rong Shu was taken aback. Seriously, how could he forget about this?

Although Mo Qiuliang has been placed under house arrest, in order to whitewash the peace, every year's birthday is still held correctly, and even the whole country celebrates it.

What's more, this year is the 16th birthday, the age of the princess and Ji, then the marriageable royals and nobles will also come here, and they can also find a well-matched in-law for Zhiguo, which is beneficial and harmless.What's more, if Mo Qiuliang marries far away, there will be no one to protect Mo Xuan, then...

The endless thoughts in his mind made Rong Shu pretend to be loving and laugh out loud.

Rong Shu stood up, stroked Mo Qiuliang's long hair, and made a gesture of apology, "It is true that the emperor forgot, and I ask Liang'er to forgive me. The banquet in three days' time will definitely be held again. This is not enough sincerity."

"Then this time, let's pretend that Brother Huang forgot, and Liang'er will forgive you." Mo Qiuliang sneered, nodded with satisfaction, and sat next to Mo Xuan.

That man finally took his hand off Brother Huang, damn it!Even I wouldn't touch Brother Huang like that, yet he dared to touch it!

Mo Qiuliang chewed the food in his mouth fiercely, repeating mechanically, it was a delicacy with complete color and fragrance, but it tasted like chewing wax, I'm afraid it ruined the chef's heart.

Rong Mo stared at the Wensi Tofu Soup in front of him without squinting. Since the Queen's death, Rong Mo had never tasted Wensi Tofu Soup again, not because no one knew how to make it.It's just that no matter who it is, it can't taste like the queen mother, so simply, don't try it again.

"Won't Rong Mo try it? I'm afraid Lou Xun will be disappointed." Mo Xuan suddenly asked with a smile, staring at him eagerly.Although it was not done by Lou Xun himself, but it was done for him after all, if he is not willing to try, then it is useless effort.

Rong Mo obediently picked up the spoon, scooped it up slightly, and put it in his mouth. At that moment, his eyes were moist.It's really not delicious, but it tastes like what my mother once made.The woman who would tell him apologetically, "Rong Mo, I have to forgive my mother for not being able to cook, but the taste is still good. Don't believe me? Try it." The woman who smiled childishly never came back.

"How is it?" Mo Xuan pretended to take the spoon in his hand unintentionally, as if to taste it, and after a moment's hesitation, he handed him the spoon and the handkerchief that he had been holding all along.

"It's not tasty." Rong Mo thought for a moment, but still told the truth, and put the silk handkerchief in his hand on his lap naturally.

It's really not delicious at all, but it tastes like Xue Xiang, full of expectation and heart.

"That's it."

"Has Mo'er improved in martial arts recently? I heard from Huang Aiqing that you have been taught by Ziqing and Liang'er. The Taifu also praised you. After the morning recitation, you will always perform a set of boxing techniques, and the more you It's getting more and more decent." Rong Shu's sudden question attracted all of Rong Mo's thoughts.

Rong Mo got up and made a gesture of respect, "I don't dare to bear this high reputation. The Taifu only has one student, so naturally he loves and praises me a lot, which is unavoidably exaggerated. The eldest princess and the seventh prince just happened to pass by. And, The son-in-law is simply not as talented as the father."

The throne of the emperor is powerful and lonely. Even if the throne is finally passed on to the crown prince, more testing must be done to ensure that he is always in the palm of his hand.

"I'm just asking casually, why are you so cautious?"

"As for the father, the minister naturally dare not relax more."

After all, the best-selling item is a pity for life. If you dare to relax for a moment, you will not live today.

His mother's empress and the emperor are political/government/alliance/marriage, and Rong Shu is well aware of how much sincerity he has for his mother.

The reason why he never killed him was because of the objections of the court ministers and the gossip of the people in the world.

Because of the high status and power of the mother clan, it is justified in Zhiguo to kill the wife.

Moreover, after Fa's wife died, he never married, which can also highlight his helplessness and his deep love for Fa's wife.

If he killed his own child because of this, it would be unreasonable.

After all, tiger venom doesn't even eat babies, let alone a human being with love and righteousness.

Just afraid, Rong Mo sneered for a moment through the soup bowl, and slowly blew on Wensi tofu soup, some people are more vicious than animals.

The author has something to say: Today's Seventh Prince doesn't want to talk, he's in a complicated mood.

☆、Lan Gu ([-])

After lunch, Rong Mo could not disturb him any longer, so he took his leave first and returned to the East Palace.

Rong Mo took a seat on the swing in the courtyard, stretched out his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, he naturally didn't want to talk to the emperor, but due to reason, he couldn't deal with him either.

But, as Mo Qiuliang said, he did gain something this time, at least he knew the emperor's preferences, knew that he never brought guards with him in the Seventh Prince's Palace, and never tested poison with silver needles. He seemed to be very assured of his safety, even if he secretly There are still many hidden guards.It's really hard for the Seventh Prince to be so calm and composed.

If it is poisoned in the soup, no one will be able to guess it.

But, won't this cause trouble for them?

After all, the poison was detected in the Seventh Prince's Mansion, so it's hard to guarantee that no one would say that he had coveted the throne for a long time, so he had ulterior motives and killed the emperor.

Then at this time, they will be difficult to distinguish.

Rong Mo thought that he was still a caring partner, so naturally he would not do such a cruel thing.

Thinking of this, Rong Mo subconsciously curled his lips into a chuckle, and stretched his brows and eyes unconsciously.

It's rare for him to think about others like this, the Seventh Prince must be worthy of his sincerity.

Rong Mo regained his composure, unfolded the silk handkerchief in his hand, and a line of elegant and elegant lower script came into view: "Tonight, at midnight, in the front yard of the Eastern Palace."

Rong Mo got up, lit the candle in the brazier, put the silk handkerchief into the fire and burned it.

Rong Mo's brows and eyes have always been indifferent, and now he is even more expressionless, just staring at the snow-white silk handkerchief blackened by the fire.

Rong Mo watched the silk handkerchief burn to nothingness, and felt the pleasure of destroying the beauty.

Rong Mo suddenly chuckled, "Words are like the person, I don't know; words are like the appearance, it's true."

"Wei Xian, come out." Rong Mo suddenly called out. Although Wei Xian was his counselor, since the accident three years ago, Wei Xian has lived with him in the same palace, which is convenient.

"His Royal Highness." Wei Xian walked out from the shadows.

Rong Mo whispered a few words to him, nodded slowly under Wei Xian's surprised gaze, "Let's do it."

"Yes." Wei Xian took the order, walked out of the gate of the East Palace, and walked towards the market.

After a stick of incense, in the Chang'an market——

Standing in the chaotic crowd, Wei Xian was holding the peach blossom cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes he had just purchased from Wanbao Zhai, and was about to go to the next place, Jinyifang and Yushifang to buy silk and satin, but he heard a person questioning loudly Looking at Wanbaozhai, "What? Why is it gone? If you come at this hour on weekdays, there should still be a lot left. Why am I a little late... and it's sold out today?"

"Guest officer, it's not that this cabinet refuses to save some for you, it's just that there was one person who bought all the remaining pastries as soon as he came. There is really no more left."

Wei Xian looked into the shop subconsciously, the person who was talking to the shopkeeper was indeed someone who had met a few times before, the housekeeper of the Seventh Prince's Mansion seemed to be called "Lou Xun"?

At this time, Lou Xun asked again, frowning tightly, "What is the name and appearance of that person, can you tell me? Seven... Young Master and Missy like the pastries here very much. If I hadn't bought I'm afraid it will disappoint them."

The shopkeeper's eyes showed a bit of sympathy, and an image of a loyal and responsible servant suddenly appeared in front of him in order not to be scolded by the hot-tempered young master, and his tone was a bit more intolerable, "Since you are so loyal, how can you be so loyal? This cabinet will make an exception and tell you. Well, he is going there, and he should not have gone far."

Lou Xun followed his gestures and was startled when he saw the face of the person he was pointing at.

This person is actually a member of His Royal Highness, but how could he come here?

I have never heard that His Highness likes the desserts here, and when he had lunch with the prince today, His Royal Highness did not even touch the pastries on the table.Why, people came to buy it in the afternoon?

Moreover, it has monopolized all pastries.

Lou Xun was a little shocked. Although the pastries here are delicious, there is no need to buy so many.

It's really a real person who doesn't show his face, and His Highness is only ten and three, how can he be so edible?

From now on, the Seventh Prince's Mansion can't afford to support him, so what should we do?

It seems that from today on, the Seventh Prince will cut back on food and clothing.

The seventh princess is so difficult to raise, but what should I do?

After thanking the shopkeeper, Lou Xun walked out of the shop and walked towards Wei Xian.

Wei Xian simply stopped, watching Lou Xun move forward step by step, pushing aside the crowd little by little, and stopped in front of him.

Lou Xun bowed to him, pretending to be pleasantly surprised, "I didn't expect His Royal Highness to like the cakes here."

Wei Xian also returned the gift, unmoved, "I really didn't expect His Highness to like the pastries here."

Seeing that Wei Xian didn't seem to understand the deep meaning of his words, and showed a ignorant look in his eyes, he didn't seem to know why Lou Xun greeted him suddenly.

Lou Xun had no choice but to grit his teeth, and took the initiative to say: "I don't know if Lord Wei can give the pastry to Lou for the sake of the Seventh Prince's House entertaining His Royal Highness at noon today?"

Lou Xun is not sure whether this will be successful, after all, he is someone close to His Royal Highness, if he has misunderstood them because of the previous incident, then he can't justify it.

But in order not to disappoint the Seventh Prince and the others, Lou Xun still wanted to try his best.

Wei Xian took the time to look at the half-grown boy in front of him, in Wei Xian's impression, Lou Xun was not a polite person, how could he be so serious about these cakes worth a few pennies?

Moreover, if you guessed correctly, His Royal Highness and him both did this for the same talent.

Wei Xian has been an official in the court for more than ten years, and it is rare to see such clear eyes, so he thought of teasing people, and said slowly, "Then what is your Excellency willing to give in exchange? The East Palace is not short of silver, Can Mr. Lou have a bargaining chip?"

Lou Xun gritted his teeth fiercely, this Wei Xian really hated him, if he wanted to change it, he would change it, if he didn't want to change it, he would say so.

But Lou Xun really couldn't bear the disappointment of the Seventh Prince and the Eldest Princess, so Lou Xun had no choice but to return the pressure to his heart and forced a smile, it seemed that he had to use that trick.Seventh Prince, the Eldest Princess, please don't blame me.

"Master Wei, can I listen to you and tell a story in exchange." If you don't agree, the young master will turn his face, and he will grab it back if he tries hard.

Fortunately, Wei Xian just said, "Please tell me, if it's interesting, I won't break the contract."

Lou Xun took a deep breath and said anxiously, "This should have happened 13 years ago. The Seventh Prince was already five years old at that time. There were two warlocks who entered the palace to preside over the ceremony for the royal family. The late emperor heard that Their divination was very effective, so they ordered them to do the divination for several princes. The eldest prince and the second prince died when they were young, so the two priests started counting from the emperor"——

"Oh, it's really 'Destined Dragon, Ziwei Xing descended to earth.'" Zhisheng stroked his non-existent beard, and Rong Shu's face showed a somewhat smug look.

It's just that Zhisheng spoke again, with a little more regret in his words, "It's a pity that I killed my only son. There will be no virtuous king in the world, and no descendants."

"You Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense!" The empress had always disliked those charlatans who were valued by the former emperor, and she was already a little angry.

Although what he said was very good before, but what he said afterwards made her frown again and stared at him aggressively.

"Yao'er, don't be angry, just listen to what they say. It's interesting for now."

The emperor blocked the queen calmly, frowned slightly, but still let them talk.

Zhisheng walked in front of the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth princes again, shaking his head again and again, "There are many disasters in life, early death, brothers fight against each other, brothers kill each other."

This is a common thing in the royal family, even if it is right, it is not surprising.

The queen snorted coldly, but she still didn't make a sound.

Zhisheng walked up to the seventh prince who was sitting in the emperor's arms at that time, pinched his fingers carefully, his face changed suddenly, his eyes were as hot as seeing some treasure, and he hurriedly asked, "Can this prince come to worship in our Taoist temple?" Among them, Pindao will cultivate it very carefully, if not, please let this Dao accept him as a disciple."

The emperor looked at the powder-carved porcelain doll in his arms, tightened his arms a little, and looked at Zhisheng warily.

Knowing that he was impolite, he straightened his posture subconsciously, and said seriously, "This person was born in winter. His previous life was very difficult. The five elements overflowed with water, and he was suppressed with fire. The poor will seal his life gate, so that he can save his life. His life is full of ups and downs, if he survives his twenties, he will have no worries in the future, and he will be happy after all the hardships. He is destined to have no children, but he can become the ancestor of a virtuous monarch."

"Really?" The emperor's eyes lit up immediately, and his eyes towards the seventh prince became more and more fanatical, and he was already planning to make him the crown prince.

He already loved the imperial concubine very much, if he hadn't been a concubine, fearing that the ministers would oppose him and oppress him with his brothers, he would have made him the crown prince.

But now with Zhisheng's words, I'm afraid no one will object.

"Your Majesty, don't be so anxious. The Seventh Prince has no imperial orders." Zhi Sheng approached his ear and whispered, "If you force him to accept a fate that doesn't belong to him, I'm afraid it will cause disaster for him."

"I know."——"The emperor actually believed his words and left them in the palace to teach the seventh prince.

But he didn't notice that the queen on the side exchanged a murderous look with the emperor.

Since then, even though the emperor has repeatedly wanted to make the seventh prince the crown prince, he has been dissuaded by them.But the emperor did not touch their lives after all

"...and what happened after this, Mr. Wei also knows, is he satisfied?"

Seeing Lou Xun's serious face, Wei Xian couldn't bear to expose him, after all, the story in the storybook is more believable than this.

Well, it's like protecting a fool.

Wei Xian opened the pastry box in his hand, handed half of the pastries to him with a handkerchief, turned and left, and continued to purchase according to His Royal Highness's instructions.

When Lou Xun got the pastry, he naturally smiled, seeing Wei Xian leaving slowly, he also knew that he did not believe what he said, so he prepared to go back to the Seventh Prince's Mansion without trying to dissuade him.

Knowing life and confusing death is a well-known magician, if Wei Xian does not believe him, it will be his loss, and it will not hinder their seven palaces.

That is, if he reveals this incident today, the Seventh Prince might blame himself.

After all, these words have haunted his fate for half of his life, and it is incomprehensible.

The author has something to say: Today's Seventh Prince didn't make an appearance, very unhappy.

Stupid Mingxuan suddenly found out that the release time of his last article was set to last month, so he really didn't add an update today, you have to believe that I am a lazy person.

☆, Langu (four)

On the night of February [-]th, the eighth year of Fengsheng Jiashen, "moon night alliance".

Imperial Garden——

It was late at night, and there were only a few soldiers on patrol, who passed by silently, startled a few fireflies carrying scattered star lanterns, and then landed silently not far away On the stone pillar, her small body curled up slightly, and fell asleep.

Rong Mo remembered a fairy tale told by his mother, the firefly was the guide on the way to the Yellow Springs, and the lamp he carried was to illuminate the deep Yellow Springs Road, and every dead person walked to the final destination under his guidance.

I just don't know if my queen mother was willing to leave with them when she set foot on this road.

Rong Mo walked forward carelessly and cautiously until he saw the figure of the Seventh Prince.

Mo Xuan was sitting on the stone bench in the gazebo, holding a pot of tea, from time to time he picked up the few pastries left at hand, put them in his mouth, and savored carefully, his white fingertips and bright red lips complemented each other.

And beside him was a brand new chessboard, placed very neatly.

Rong Mo held the brocade box in his hand, inexplicably amused.

In all fairness, Rong Mo had to admit that Mo Xuan was indeed more beautiful than everyone he had ever seen, even including his mother, even sitting there was as beautiful as a painting.

If ordinary people are like him, I'm afraid they will be disgusted in vain, but his attitude is a bit childish and cute, even that gorgeous face seems a bit wronged, and the corners of the slightly raised eyes are even a bit red ······

Mo Xuan turned his head, met Rong Mo's eyes unexpectedly, and quickly cast his fiery eyes on the brocade box in his hand.

Rong Mo raised a smirk, at least the plan was successful, and the idea of ​​teasing him was gone, and he really couldn't bear to see him like that.

Rong Mo couldn't help but wonder guiltily if Wei Xian should not have bought all the pastries.With his thoughts scattered like this, he put the brocade box full of pastries on the stone table and opened it, then took out the pastries, put them intentionally at Mo Xuan's hand, and carefully folded them up one by one.

During this process, Rong Mojie forced himself to lower his head so as not to look at his face.

After everything was arranged clearly, Rong Mo sat down on his own.He has always disliked sweets, so he was spared the torture of eating pieces in front of him.

Rong Mo glanced at Mo Xuan regretfully, and went straight to the point, "Since the Seventh Prince summoned Gu, maybe he didn't want to taste pastries in front of Gu, did he?"

He glanced at him jokingly, Rong Mo admired his greedy look but didn't dare to reach out his hand, let Mo Xuan go for now, and moved the pastry in his hand to his side.

Mo Xuan acted like he hadn't noticed his small movements. Anyway, he was blind, so it was normal if he didn't see it. Let's get to the point, "This king is naturally not as leisurely and elegant, but the imperial garden is more hidden. "

Indeed, it was already night, and only they would talk here, and the gazebo was hidden in the dense bushes, and even if someone passed by, there would never be any suspicion of someone among them.

"His Royal Highness also knows that the government and the public are all trusted by the Emperor. Only Wei Xian is in the camp of His Royal Highness, and even the royalist party is full of support for the Emperor."

Mo Xuan fiddled with the black and white chess pieces, and continued, "The emperor is about thirty-five years old. Although he is not very strong, he rarely gets sick. If he dies suddenly, rumors will spread, and His Royal Highness will inevitably die." It will be criticized by people with a heart. And there are many ambitious people in the court who will rebel, and the throne of His Royal Highness is not stable. If you want to remove the emperor and consolidate the imperial power, you will inevitably need to get rid of the emperor's most important Several ministers. And this is the most difficult."

As Mo Xuan said, he took the official from the red side, took out the chessboard, and put it aside, "Your Highness, do you still remember Mu Yao? After all, such easy-to-control chess pieces are rare. What's more, the reason I used that day didn't have much prestige, and the folks probably already regarded me as a disaster."

Rong Mo nodded, indeed, although the emperor verbally said that he was going to be demoted to a commoner, in the end he just passed on a non-trivial imperial decree, demoting him from a third-rank minister to a fourth-rank minister, and recently even raised a general The idea of ​​his official reinstatement.

Mo Xuan glanced at him, continued to look at the chessboard, and picked up the second chess piece, "Mu Yao's interests in the court actually represent the emperor, and his nephew, Jian Le, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Minister of the Third Rank, also One of his accomplices. If it is said that Mu Yao is feared by others because of the emperor's partiality, but he has the right to speak in the court because of monitoring the achievements and promotion of officials from various ministries. It's just that his character has always been regarded by the court. Civil servants who are clean and self-sufficient are despised..."

Rong Mo watched as a blush floated on his cheeks, and his amorous red eyes became more beautiful because of it, and he instantly understood what he had never said.Jian Le's reputation has always been bad, and he has also heard about it. Raising male pets and raising children for molestation has already caused many murder cases, all of which were suppressed by Mu Yao.

"...For them, prostitutes and actors are not human after all." The melodious and long ending sound was always a little sad.

Mo Xuan got up suddenly, his face was pale, and he unconsciously threw the chess pieces over. The colored glass chess pieces "jingled" and fell to the ground, but he didn't notice it at all.

Mo Xuan gently parted his bloodless lips, his voice trembling, "His Royal Highness, I am not feeling well, and I am returning home temporarily."

After speaking, he walked out of the pavilion, his hurried steps seemed to be fleeing.

Rong Mo looked at it with a complicated expression, and suddenly laughed, "Interesting, the past of the Seventh Prince doesn't seem to be half as glamorous as others said."

And it seems to be somewhat involved with the story that Wei Xian told, it's time to start to understand his unknown past.If he doesn't want to talk, he has to explore on his own.

Mo Xuan walked on the road in a panic, unavoidably feeling a little uneasy. He had already thrown all the trump cards in front of his eyes, and told him all his unbearable past, clearly and emphatically. before him.

I was actually afraid that he would not believe me.

He is not only an actor, but also an irreversible liar, and even tried to deceive his sincerity with himself wrapped in layers of fakes.

He was right, in their opinion, the actor was not a person at all.

Then,