In the hall of the tent, the banquet is still lively. The crowd continued to drink and have fun, not paying the slightest attention to what had just happened at the door of the back room next to the main seat, nor did they notice that the prince had left the table.

Mo Nanhuan didn't know how he walked back, he only knew that his body was unstable, and his clothes were half soaked in cold sweat. Returning to his seat, his body couldn't help but paralyze and exhaled heavily.

Mo Dongyan on the side was talking with a child of a wealthy family who longed for military life, and when he saw Mo Nanhuan's face was out of shape and slightly flustered, he hurriedly pulled away and came over to ask.

Mo Nanhuan avoided talking about what happened just now, only pulled his face away and explained with a smile that he had drunk too much and felt a little uncomfortable.

Hearing this answer, Mo Dongyan was suspicious, and made a gesture to ask the guard next to the door to bring hangover tea.

Mo Dongyan looked up and looked forward, the main seat was empty, and the prince was not on it. looked around, looking for the figure of the prince, but there was no trace of him.

Frowning, Mo Dongyan asked softly, "Fourth brother, have you seen the prince?"

The hangover tea in Mo Nanhuan's hand shook slightly and spilled a little. He avoided his eyes and replied, "No, hmm...... Probably went back. ”

Seeing that he looked like he was drunk, Mo Dongyan sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "Fourth brother, don't drink so much in the future, it's easy to make mistakes." ”

When he spoke, Mo Dongyan's eyes were clear, and he didn't look drunk at all.

In fact, he drank no less wine than Mo Nanhuan. It's just that he joined the army since he was a child, and he knows that drunkenness makes mistakes, and the amount of alcohol has been practiced to the point where he is not drunk after a thousand glasses.

When Mo Nanhuan heard the "mistake", his heart trembled slightly, and he was a little anxious.

Seeing that Mo Dongyan had left to find the whereabouts of the prince, he was even more panicked. Thinking that if the crown prince told the iron-faced and fair prince what had just happened, he was afraid that he would be in trouble at that time.

Thinking of this, Mo Nanhuan let go of the cup, looked annoyed, and couldn't help but scold himself.

After looking for a few places, Mo Dongyan didn't find anyone, and was wondering if the prince was bored and left first.

Suddenly, when he was about to go back to the banquet around the dark room, he saw a person sitting by the wall, and his figure could vaguely be seen to be the prince. Seeing this, Mo Dongyan stepped forward to take a closer look, yes, it was the crown prince Mo Beichen. It's just that his figure looks decadent and miserable in the dark.

The prince's face was buried in the paint, and he didn't know if he was drunk and fell asleep.

Leaning down, Mo Dongyan patted Mo Beichen's shoulder with his hand, and said in a soft voice: "Your Highness, it's cold here, let's take you away." ”

The huddled man slowly raised his head, his face pale, and at first glance it looked a little gloomy.

For some reason, Mo Dongyan suddenly felt that the person in front of him was very pitiful, and his heart was filled with pity.

Regarding the matter of the crown prince Mo Beichen, what he knows is almost the same as the truth. Mo Beichen's mother, Queen Jing, has seen it herself, she is a gentle and spring-like beauty, with a dignified character, and she is definitely a peerless beauty, but she ......

Thinking of this, Mo Dongyan couldn't help but pause, and his hand was withdrawn instantly, if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have ended up ruined. Although the emperor has been making up for himself, his majestic and unsmiling father, and his kind mother, who has always protected him and doted on him, they are all gone, and they will never see each other again, this is a pain that nothing can make up for!

His eyes fell on the prince, and Mo Dongyan felt an indescribable contradiction.

Should I hate him? Hate him, he's just a wretched creature.

Empress Jing must have loved this unborn child very much, otherwise she would not have ......

However, the consequence of her doing so was to leave her most precious son with a lifetime of pain, which she did not expect.

If everything hadn't happened at the beginning, Mo Beichen might have been the most favored prince, at least he wouldn't have lived more painfully than ordinary people like he is now. He is also the blood of the emperor, but he cannot be recognized and forgiven by the emperor.

If he guessed correctly, he was afraid that his life would not be long. He has no use for it, and no one will let him survive. What about himself, do you also want him to die?

I thought about what my mother said to me at the end. At that time, she touched her head and sighed, "That child is innocent." It doesn't matter if you hate anyone, don't hate him. Maybe it's a providence. Proverb, listen to your mother, if you can, try to keep him thorough. Otherwise, your father's death is meaningless. Treat him as your brother, as a continuation of your father, and treat him well. That kid won't live long, I'm afraid. Hey......"

Before the words fell, the mother disappeared on the corridor of the stairs. The next day, the mother disappeared forever.

Holding back his trembling body, Mo Dongyan remembered these painful past events for some reason, and he was about to forget them. Why, why? Mother, what should I do?

Hearing the sound of calm and regular footsteps, I knew that someone was coming, but at the moment I was weak, and I hugged my cold body, feeling that it was better.

When a deep voice sounded in my ears, I knew that Mo Dongyan had personally come looking for me.

Looking up, I saw his grim face. I don't know if I should leave him or not. We haven't seen each other much since I was born, but he made a good impression on me.

When I was very young, when I was bullied by the palace people, he helped me out. Later, I had an argument with Mo Xiyu Mo Nanhuan, and he persuaded us, punished the three of us for endorsement, and then took the three of us to archery and hunting, which was probably the first time the four of us played together. Later, when he grew up, he went out to fight, but every year on my birthday, he still asked for gifts. Although I was away from the palace for four years, his gifts did not stop. My prince did a strange thing, no one in the palace celebrated his birthday, let alone give gifts. My birthday was my mother's death day, probably because of that.

Now, he's still the only one who will come to me. No one in the crowd at the table would notice where the prince had gone or where he had died.

It's just that Mo Dongyan in front of him, his eyes suddenly became very complicated.

He looked at me, but he was recalling something through me. He seemed painful and conflicted.

I wondered, but I didn't have the energy to guess what he was thinking. I almost died like eighteen years just now, and I was a little frightened and panicked. I thought I wasn't afraid of death, but when I saw the killing intent in Mo Nanhuan's eyes very clearly just now, I was still afraid.

Although I am afraid, I will not let anyone kill me, and even though the martial arts I practiced for four years have disappeared, he still cannot kill me, and I have the ability to protect myself.

When Mo Nanhuan grabbed me by the neck, I couldn't bear to kill him. Concubine Yi, I can't bear to hurt your child. I could have died at this moment, so that it would be a hundred. But I am afraid that if I die, your son will suffer.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, hey, Concubine Yi, I owe you a favor, is it a repayment?