Chapter 169: The Piano Master's Heart (End)
However, although Xiaotu was a little moved by Moli's fatherly heart, she was really not a person who wronged herself, so when Moli repeatedly asked about the identity of the other party, she said directly, that person is the current emperor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The amount of information hidden in this sentence is too huge, Mo Li couldn't bear it, rolled his eyes on the spot, and fainted without taking a breath.
Xiao Tu moved him to the bed with great difficulty, and it didn't take long for Mo Li to wake up, he first grabbed Xiao Tu's hand hopefully to determine whether the words he heard before he fainted were hallucinations.
After receiving a negative answer, he began to say a word with an indifferent face and began to wipe his tears.
Xiaotu looked at Mo Li, who had been crying all afternoon, with a bowl of rice in some distress, and couldn't bear the tears that this person couldn't stop coming.
Just as he was thinking about whether to directly use his mental power to give him a hint, Zhao Feng, who had been left out for several days, pushed the door in and walked in, and Xiao Tu couldn't help but glare at him.
Mo Li saw that the man who suddenly appeared came in and stretched out his hand to hold his cub's hand, and his expression was very intimate, and his face changed at the moment, and he snatched the rice bowl in Xiao Tu's hand and fell over, and scolded angrily: "You still want to be shameless! Dare to pull and pull with this person in front of me! Am I raising you for nothing?!"
He scolded, and the tears that had finally stopped for a while flowed out again.
Xiao Tu flashed the bowl flying towards him, he was not a good-tempered person, and he was able to endure not turning his face these days because Mo Li really cared for Mo Fenghua, but at this time, she was scolded when she was thrown into the bowl, and she was not good in an instant.
She frowned and looked at Mo Li coldly, her originally calm expression stiffened when she saw Mo Li's desperate expression, and her heart softened suddenly.
She sighed and said, "Why are you so angry, I ......"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Zhao Feng, he glanced at Mo Li with a light smile, pinched Xiao Tu's hand and said, "Mo Mo might as well go out and cook some porridge for Uncle Mo first, I heard that Uncle Mo hasn't eaten for a day, so he can't be so hungry." β
Xiaotu glanced at him, instantly understood what he meant, raised his eyebrows, reflexively walked out of the room, and closed the door with his hand.
There were only two people left in the room, Mo Li and Zhao Feng, one sat on the bed quietly wiping his tears, and the other stood on the ground in silence.
After a while, Zhao Feng raised his feet and sat on the chair, the temperament exuded by his body was noble and elegant, he poured himself a cup of tea and tasted it slowly, and said, "The first time we met, I was under Zhao Feng." β
Although he didn't say his identity, his movements, demeanor and tone really didn't express the message "You'd better get to know each other".
Mo Li's face twitched, as if he wanted to mock, but in the end, he just got up and knelt on the ground and said: "The grass people have seen the emperor, and the emperor is auspicious." β
Zhao Feng sipped the tea lightly and didn't speak, and let Mo Li kneel on the ground and didn't mean to let him get up.
After a long time, Zhao Feng put down the teacup and said, "Mr. Mo doesn't seem to know about the major events that have happened in the capital in the past few days?"
Mo Li was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and said respectfully: "The grass people just came back to the capital a few days ago, and they don't know. β
Zhao Feng let out a "heh", and said it with a pleasant face, processing and beautifying the experience he met with Xiaotu.
It is said that at that time, Li Ai coveted Mo Fenghua's beauty and threatened Mo Li's life, Mo Fenghua took Mo Li and voluntarily exchanged it for himself, just asking Mo Li to be safe.
And Zhao Feng has always liked to listen to Mo Fenghua play the piano, and when he found out that he didn't play today, he investigated it out of curiosity and found out what Li Ai had done.
At the moment, he was furious and took Li Ai and his father, and staged a heroic rescue of beauty - the beauty here of course refers to Mo Fenghua.
So Mo Fenghua was grateful, and the two introduced each other as confidants, played the piano and drank, and intersected with each other, and then gradually developed into a happy relationship.
Both of them are free and easy people, and they do not escape in the face of this unworldly feeling, on the contrary, Mo Fenghua does not ask for compensation to help Zhao Feng crush Zhao Li's conspiracy.
Now everyone in the capital knows that Fenghua Gongzi is brave and resourceful, and he has been named "Imperial Piano Master" by the emperor.
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After Zhao Li finished narrating the whole time, Mo Li fell to the ground and touched the ground with his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "My son has been stubborn since he was a child, and he was raised by me quite naΓ―ve, there are three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, and the color is better than my son, and now my son has no use in the emperor, I just ask the emperor to let my son live!"
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Feng to answer, he knocked his head on the ground one by one, and really made a dull "bang" sound.
After only two or three knocks, Zhao Feng suppressed his anger and shouted coldly: "Enough!"
Mo Li was just stunned, and continued to slam on the ground.
Zhao Li stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, and said word by word: "I said enough!"
Mo Li was suppressed by his strength, and could only keep muttering in tears: "Please ask the emperor to let my son live!"
Zhao Feng looked at him fixedly for a while, sighed and said, "If you really don't believe it, I am willing to abandon this throne and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. β
Mo Li's eyes widened in disbelief.
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When Zhao Feng came out, the two of them had already behaved without any abnormality.
Xiao Tu sat in the courtyard absentmindedly plucking the strings under his hands, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he stood up abruptly and looked over, and at the same time threw Zhao Feng a puzzled look.
He trusted his lover's abilities, so he didn't go out of his way to find out what they were talking about, but looking at the expressions of the two of them for now, there should be no problem.
After getting Zhao Feng's affirmative eyes, Xiaotu's eyes bent and he smiled happily.
Mo Li looked at the undisguised joy on Xiao Tu's face, and felt sour in his heart at the moment, feeling that the child he had raised with great difficulty now has a mother and forgot his father - Mo Li firmly believes that his son will not be the one below even if he is with the emperor.
In this regard, Zhao Feng said that everything is in plain sight.
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Three years later, Zhao Feng passed the throne to the crown prince, and joined hands with the imperial luthier Fenghua Gongzi to indulge in the landscape, leaving behind many popular masterpieces.
Later generations have many speculations about the relationship between Emperor Zhao Feng and Fenghua Gongzi, some say confidants, some say lovers, of course, no matter what kind of relationship, it is an indisputable fact that the relationship between the two is extremely close.
The things that the two have experienced and the music they left behind have also left a touch of mystery on the legend of the two.