Hanwang's Mansion

"Master. ”

It's not that they can't enter the role without sorrow or joy, but they always feel awkward to call their family prince a prince, so they took advantage of a loophole and directly omitted the previous ones, so they simply called the master.

Anyway, it's not wrong for them to call it that, no one can find fault with it, as if they know what the two of them are thinking, Mo Yan actually chose to acquiesce to their title.

It can be seen that in fact, a certain son plays the identity of the King of Cold, and he also has thousands of unwillingness in his heart.

In the end, it is most comfortable to be yourself, and you don't have to pretend that others are awkward here and there.

"It's all done?"

"If you go back to the master, you have already done everything according to the master's instructions. ”

"What about those little mice outside the palace?"

Beat Pu Yan and brought him back to the Han Palace, the Han Palace, inside and out, was on high alert, not to mention that people outside wanted to break in to find out, even if a fly wanted to fly out of the palace, it would be difficult to go up to the sky.

Of course, there is another exception, and that is the deliberate release of water at someone's behest.

"Back to the master's words, Xu is the previous emperor came to see the situation of the master, the front foot out of the palace, the back foot to their respective masters to pass the word, although those little mice have not yet evacuated the range of the Han Wangfu, but they all seem to have a tacit understanding to retreat a lot, not so close. ”

Thinking of the dark guards outside the Han King's Mansion, a cold light crossed his eyes without sorrow, if he wants to say that he is actually quite sympathetic to them, wait a minute, it will not be too long before they are freed.

"Heh!" Mo Yan sneered, the expression on Jun's face was faint, but it faintly revealed a bit of murderous intent.

If she wanted his life so much, then he fulfilled her.

It's just the consequence of his 'death', whether she can really afford it, Mo Yan expressed curiosity.

"Master. ”

"What?"

"If you go back to your master, this is the news from the young master Ziheng in the palace. ”

Mo Yan took the note that Wuxi handed to him and glanced at it, but there was a bright purple light passing under his dark eyes, what was the situation in the palace, even if he didn't arrange someone to inquire, he could guess.

Everything was going on unhurriedly according to the plan he had with Concubine Mi before, Mo Yan's sexy thin lips hooked, and he said coldly: "How is that person's movement?"

"If you go back to your grandfather, her every move is under control. "The nail buried in the deepest part of the Hanwang Mansion was monitored by Wubei from the beginning of its discovery, and only Wubei knew what was going on in that person.

"It's almost time. ”

Suddenly, such a headless sentence came out of Mo Yan's mouth, but no sadness and no joy were understood in an instant.

"The subordinates are always ready, please show me. ”

"That person is too vigilant, and he is careful everywhere, and it is not easy for her to make a move. Saying this, Mo Yan's phoenix eyes were half-narrowed, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

"Ye means that if she doesn't make a move, then we might as well push her. After Wuxi's words fell, Wubei rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If this is not to create an excellent opportunity for that person to attack the master, why would the master and the young master Ziheng work so hard to play that play during the day?"

"I..."

"You're a little stupid, but I don't despise you. ”

"Since you are all like a mirror, you should know what to do next!" Pretending to be seriously injured and poisonous, lying on the bed with a look of death, it is simply a kind of torture for Mo Yan, he doesn't have much patience, he still likes to fight quickly, and it is best not to procrastinate.

There was no sadness or joy to look at each other, and he said respectfully in a deep voice: "Hui Ye, my subordinates know." ”

"Okay, let's arrange our last play. ”

"Yes. ”

cautiously glanced at a certain person who fell back to the bed by himself, and by the way, he also pulled the quilt to cover himself, and glanced at each other speechlessly without sadness or joy, and then the two of them brewed their emotions for a while, and then adjusted their expressions.

"Lord Wang—"

In the middle of the night, a sharp and terrible cry suddenly came from the palace of the Cold King, followed by all kinds of chaotic footsteps, and the sound of speech was mixed together, completely breaking the silence of the snowy night.

"Quick, what are you still stunned about, the prince's condition has deteriorated again, hurry up and invite the old man of Tianshan to come over with Pu Gongzi and Yan Gongzi, hurry-"

"Oh... Yes, yes, I'll go right away, I'll go..."

However, after a moment's effort, the situation that the Han King had finally stabilized deteriorated again, and for a while, the Han King's Mansion was full of chickens and dogs.

Soon, under the leadership of Wuxi, the old man of Tianshan who rushed over with just a robe was obviously woken up from his bed.

Then Pu Yan and Yan Rufeng, who had only put on their robes but had never combed their hair, also rushed over, and then all the servants and maids who were serving in King Han's bedroom were driven out, and the worried and anxious roars of the old man of Tianshan continued to spread from the inside to the outside.

That roar suddenly became a guiding light for discerning the direction in the Han King's Mansion.

"Master, little junior brother, he ......" Pu Yan looked at King Han, who was pale and half-awake on the bed, his tone couldn't help but be a little choked, his eyes were also red, and his eyes were full of flashing tears.

Even though he didn't say all his words, what he wanted to express was that the people in the entire room who witnessed the rescue of the Han King didn't understand anything, and their master was afraid that he really couldn't save him.

"Shut up and don't say anything discouraged. The old man of Tianshan pushed away Pu Yan, who was standing at the head of the bed, and the out-of-control roar resounded in the sky.

"Master..."In the end, Pu Yan opened his mouth, and the words stuck in his throat were not spoken, but he couldn't bear to look at the Han King who was tortured by poison on the bed and was worse than dead.

"You're also going to give up Han Yu, your junior brother?"