"Ancestor. Mo Yukong hurriedly shouted in awe.

This old man is the ancestor of the Longxiang Empire, the royal family, Mo Zhengyang, and the only one in the royal family of the Longxiang Empire for so many years, the closest to the dragon, but now he is also on the verge of dying, if he can't transform into a dragon within a hundred years, his life will eventually come to an end.

When Yun Fan entered the imperial capital, the divine thoughts that enveloped the entire imperial capital were Mo Zhengyang's divine thoughts, but Mo Zhengyang, how could he be aware of Yun Fan's existence, he was dedicated to cultivation, and the divine thoughts scattered in the imperial capital were just decorations, in order to deter those who were really strong.

Mo Zhengyang's gaze fell on Mo Yukong, he pondered for a while, and said lightly: "I know, so let's bring him to see me tomorrow." ”

"Uh...... Okay, that ancestor, if I have a chance tomorrow, I will lead him to the lake, and as for letting him in, he is probably wary and does not dare to come in. Mo Yukong said, and also knew that this ancestor, under normal circumstances, would not leave the lake.

"If he dares to cut off the bloodline of my Mo clan, I will make him pay, okay, you go back, I know this matter in my heart." Mo Zhengyang said lightly, and then his eyelids drooped down again, and the scales on his body were gradually revealed, and the spiritual mist also gushed out from his seven orifices again, and soon, the entire palace was surrounded by spiritual mist.

Mo Yukong didn't dare to say much, bowed and retreated, left the palace, and returned to the imperial garden, Mo Yukong stood by the lake, standing quietly with his hands, as if he was one with the night.

Mo Yukong was thinking, how to lead Yun Fan to the Imperial Garden tomorrow, the best is to introduce it into the palace at the bottom of the lake, if it weren't for Yun Fan's reasons this time, Mo Yukong would not have gone to the palace at the bottom of the lake to find the ancestor, the last time Mo Yukong saw this ancestor, it was many, many years ago, so long that his memory was a little blurred.

The last time he went to see this ancestor, he should have been as young as Yun Fan, but now, he has also entered middle age, and the ancestor is even older.

"Perhaps, this is the last time the ancestor will make a move. Mo Yukong muttered in his heart.

The night is like water, slowly passing, the next day, when the day dawns, the imperial capital is back to bustling and prosperous, what happened in the prince's mansion last night, as if it did not set off the slightest wave in the imperial capital.

"Today is the day when the crown prince chooses a concubine, I don't know who will become the crown princess. "On the streets of the imperial capital, among the teahouses and restaurants, many people are talking.

Because today's crown prince is in the palace, the ordinary people, naturally it is impossible to go in to join in the fun, only outside the discussion, more good things, set up a gambling game, put together several women who are most likely to become the crown princess this time, let everyone guess.

Early in the morning, the women who came to participate in the election entered the imperial garden of the palace, accompanied by their seniors in the family.

The bewitching beauty of the Zhao family in Dongjiang was also among them, and Han Jiaxi, accompanied by Shizun's junior sister, came to the Imperial Garden, and Mo Yukong, who had already carried a hundred officials, was waiting here.

Among so many people, Yun Fan is also among them, but at this moment, not many people have noticed Yun Fan, everyone is talking about the prince's choice of concubine today, obviously, these people don't know what happened to the prince last night.

Ye Jikai is a family of three, following Yun Fan at the moment, his face is a little complicated, his heart is nervous, last night, they didn't sleep all night, they thought that His Majesty would send someone to find Yun Fan, but until dawn, no one came to find Yun Fan, perhaps, someone had already come to find Yun Fan last night, but quietly, all died in Yun Fan's hands.

In any case, the crown prince's choice of concubine today is the same, this is absolutely abnormal, Ye Jikai feels that this may be a trap set by His Majesty, just to lure Yun Fan into the urn.

Ye Jikai reminded Yun Fan in the morning, but Yun Fan didn't take it to heart, insisted on entering the palace, Ye Jikai was helpless, so he had to follow hard, although Ye Jikai's heart was full of worries, thinking that this time the prince chose a concubine was to target Yun Fan's trap, he was worried, and even felt that this trip was nine deaths, but the ghost made the gods, and he still followed Yun Fan.

In the depths of his heart, Ye Jikai has actually chosen to believe in Yun Fan, Yun Fan this time, once he succeeds, then for Ye Jikai, it is a serf who turned over and sang, and his fate was rewritten, as for Yun Fan's failure, he naturally didn't want Yun Fan to fail, Yun Fan's failure was a dead end for him.

As an official of the Longxiang Empire, Ye Jikai had this kind of thought, although he was a little disloyal, but there was no way, such a court had long been rotten internally, and Ye Jikai had already been disappointed.

In the imperial garden, the aura is rich, the flowers are in full bloom, the flowers are fragrant, this royal garden, is different, and on the lake in the imperial garden, sparkling, more than a dozen huge painting boats float in it, His Royal Highness the Prince, at this moment in one of the painting boats, the two spans are open, he can't move, move, the wound will be tearing pain.

Of course, he still wants to save face, even if the wound between the two spans is not healed, but he still sits upright, putting on a demeanor.

Through the window lattice, Mo Zili looked at the crowd by the lake from afar, it was really a beautiful cloud, when he thought of so many beauties, Mo Zili couldn't help but sigh, he wanted to die, so many beauties, he originally had to surrender between his two spans, but now, he has become a waste, so many beauties, he can only watch from afar, and he can't play with it at will.

"The surname Yun, I am inseparable from you, you cut off my roots, one day, I will let you taste the same desolation of being cut off. The more Mo Zili thought about it, the more annoyed he became, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails were about to sink into the flesh.

In the crowd by the lake, Yun Fan naturally didn't feel Mo Zili's anger and grievances, Yun Fan came to the lake, looked at the bottom of the lake, the lake water was green and clear, the visibility, a full hundred meters, down, the light of the stars, no longer illuminated, it seemed deep and dark.

"Yun Gongzi, what's wrong?" Ye Jikai followed closely by Yun Fan's side, Yun Fan's every move touched his heart, seeing that Yun Fan suddenly looked at the bottom of the lake, Ye Jikai hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, this lake is good, and this royal garden is also good. Yun Fan smiled and withdrew his gaze from the bottom of the deep lake.

Yun Fan retracted his gaze, but Ye Jikai was still curiously looking at the bottom of the lake, he and Yun Fan had been getting along for some time, with his intuition, he felt that the bottom of the lake was definitely tired.

(End of chapter)