When everyone heard the emperor's words, they couldn't help but be stunned, only then did they find that there were a few fewer people, and their faces instantly became a little more confused.

It was Ye Xiaoyan who came over from Chonglou this time, and just now he saw from a distance that there was no trace of Ye Xiaolin and Concubine Qi in the team, and he was about to ask, but he didn't want the emperor to open his mouth first, although he didn't have to say the words himself, but some words were just blocked.

"Back to the emperor, the county lord of Zhijun has spent too much effort, and the eighth prince of Chiyan took her to heal first, the situation is urgent, and it is too late to tell the emperor."

Mo Yichen saluted, saw the flickering expression in the emperor's eyes, lowered his head and pretended not to see, and continued: "As for Concubine Qi Niangniang and His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes of Chonglou, they were swept into the whirlpool at the moment when the cemetery collapsed, and I regret that they were not rescued. ”

Hearing Mo Yiyan's words, Ye Xiaoyan's face changed slightly, with obvious disbelief, but his expression flashed, and he didn't say it directly.

So many people can come back when they go, but only these two people in Chonglou have entered the whirlpool, can there be such a coincidence?

"This ......"

The expression on the emperor's face changed slightly, and he turned his face to look at Ye Xiaoyan, seeing that he had not changed, and he didn't say much later.

"At that time, the Nine Emperor Princes were seriously injured, their movements were relatively slow, and they didn't have time to come out, and they were swallowed by the whirlpool together with our three brothers, Concubine Qi was heartbroken, and we couldn't stop her, because we were negligent."

Mu Xiyue took over the words, and as she spoke, she turned her face to look at Ye Xiaoyan, the things that should be explained are explained clearly, as for believing it or not, it is Ye Xiaoyan's matter, the matter of sealing the undead army left and right is extremely dangerous, and if you die, you will die.

"Their fate is like this, and they can't blame anyone else."

The corners of Ye Xiaoyan's lips were hooked, and with Mu Xiyue's words, he sighed leisurely, with a little helplessness on his face.

The other envoys of Chonglou originally had something to say, but hearing Ye Xiaolin's meaning, they had already accepted Mu Xiyue's words, and they swallowed back the words that came to their mouths.

Turning his face to look at Ye Xiaoyan, the corners of Mu Xiyue's lips were slightly raised, and seeing Ye Xiaolin also turned his face and smiled slightly, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they didn't say anything more.

Now that Chonglou is basically in the hands of Ye Xiaoting, although the throne has not been implemented, Ye Xiaoyan understands in his heart that he will do things for others left and right, and the words are here, as long as he can make a difference, as for what the truth is, he is not very interested.

The emperor is a person who has become a refined person, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he understood what everyone meant, and a few words were perfunctory, leading the ministers to enter the palace.

Mu Xiyue followed Mo Yichen's side, obviously feeling that the more he walked towards the palace, the more gloomy his face became, he sighed secretly, and reached out to hold him.

The temperature of his fingertips came from his palm, Mo Yichen was slightly stunned, turned his face and just met Mu Xiyue's eyes, pursed the corners of his lips, and gave her a reassuring smile.

"I'm fine!"

Mo Yichen lowered his voice and said, holding Mu Xiyue with his backhand, and his face gradually returned to his usual look.

In the Qiankun Palace, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military sat on the seats that had been prepared in advance on both sides, accompanied by sake and fruits, and everyone's faces were full of joy, and there was a bit of regret that could not be concealed.

Mo Yichen stepped forward and described the matter in detail, especially about the situation of the undead army, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat when they heard it, so they were also glad that it was a success this time, and if it was defeated, it would be the end of the world.

Of course, about the episode in the middle of Ye Xiaolin, Mo Yichen changed his method and did not tell the truth, it is not clear what Lei Xiaoyao's plans are in the future, now is not the time to say it.

For this point, Mo Yichen took the right measure.

"It is indeed a blessing for the people of the world to completely seal the army of the undead this time, and I will reward those who have made meritorious contributions at that time, and I also ask the envoys of Chiyan and Chonglou to convey the specific situation to the monarchs of each country in time."

As the emperor spoke, he turned his face to look in the direction of the envoys of the two countries, his eyes flashed slightly, and his face was difficult to hide.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The envoys of the two countries saluted in response, and signed an agreement that the three countries would not have a war for ten years on this matter, and the palace instantly presented an unprecedented scene of happiness.

At the end of the banquet, the emperor Mo Yichen stayed, and Mu Xiyue followed the message into Concubine Duan's Pulau Palace.

Chengqian Palace.

Mo Yichen followed the father-in-law who led the way inside, and the moment he entered, he saw that the emperor was writing something on the table, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly disappeared, raised his feet and walked in.

"See the emperor!"

stepped forward and saluted, Mo Yichen still saluted the emperor as usual, and there was no change on his face except for his usual cold and frosty face.

The pen in the emperor's hand paused, raised his head to look at Mo Yijian, put it on the side, and waved his hand at the people waiting in the room.

The eyes of the people retreated, and when the last man went out, he closed the door.

"Your name is still Emperor I?"

The emperor looked down at Mo Yichen, the corners of his lips trembled, and his voice seemed to be a little hoarse.

"The emperor is the king, and the ministers naturally want to call you the emperor."

Mo Yichen's voice was loud and sound, without the slightest emotion, but out of thin air, the emperor heard the alienation hidden in it, and the relationship between the two was even worse than before!

"You!"

The emperor was choked by Mo Yijian's words, stretched out his hand and pointed at him, but did not say a word for a long time, and finally sighed.

"I know that you have resentment in your heart, it is because I did not protect your mother and let you show it outside, after so many years, I am not happy in my heart!"

As he spoke, the emperor's voice trembled slightly, and the outstretched hand was retracted in despair.

Mo Yichen glanced up at the emperor and saw that there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and instead of easing, his heart became colder.

It's not good, you asked for it, you can't even stand the promise to women, who are you sad to show now?

"Mother likes her peaceful life outside, and she doesn't have any resentment in her heart, she is happy in the days of Pingyang Palace!"

The voice was still lukewarm, and while Mo Yichen was talking, his hands couldn't help but clench under his sleeves, trying his best to endure the resentment churning in his heart.

Zhang Yaruo didn't hate, and Mo Yichen didn't want to hate, after all, he had regarded them as his family members in Pingyang Mansion all these years, and he took 10,000 steps back, as a junior, he didn't want to get involved in the grievances between the elders, and he didn't like to comment on the affairs of the elders.

The emperor was faceless again, originally excited, excited and grateful, but now facing a cold face like Mo Yichen, I don't know why, I feel like I am blocked in my heart.

"Don't worry, after this time, I will definitely find out the matter and restore your status as a prince."

I have to say that since Mo Yichen was young, the emperor has liked this child very much, not only because he is Zhang Yaruo's child, but because of this child's intelligence and wisdom, which makes him appreciate it from the bottom of his heart, and sometimes even fantasizes that if his son can be the same as Mo Yichen, how good it would be!

Unexpectedly, after going around in a circle, this child turned out to be really his own child, but unfortunately, with such an identity, even if he can re-enter the royal family, he cannot have the right to inherit the throne, not to mention, there is already a crown prince now.

Mo Yichen's face sank, the joints of his hands were white, and he gritted his back molars to suppress his emotions, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the emperor.

"The emperor owes his mother an explanation, and the emperor is asked to consider this matter carefully, although the deceased has gone and there is no chance to pursue it, whether to give this explanation or not, or the emperor decides for himself, as for the minister, knowing that his mother is Zhang Yaruo and his adoptive father is the king of Pingyang, it is enough."

Mo Yichen tried his best to maintain the calm of his voice, but his heart was already churning with anger.

Not all people yearn for the royal identity so much, and not all debts can be made up for with benefits, the emperor doesn't understand this truth, and in the end it chills people's hearts.

"You!"

The emperor's face turned cold in an instant, looking at Mo Yijian's usual face, his heart suddenly became angry, and he kept surging upward, but he couldn't say anything about the angry reprimand.

It is because he owes his mother and son first, and Mo Yichen has made a great contribution now, it is a reward, not a punishment, the emperor knows that Mo Yichen has resentment in his heart, and the relationship between the queen mother, it is not unusual for him to be like this.

"Okay, I'll give you some time to think about it!"

The emperor finally sighed, with a little helplessness in his voice: "But after all, you are my flesh and blood, you can't deny this!" ”

"Flesh and ......"

Mo Yichen lowered his head and muttered, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke a sneer: "This time I entered Wuling Mountain, the emperor's seven sons, each of them was a dragon and a phoenix, and there were three thousand people with the least number of troops in their hands, but none of them followed, this is the heir protected by the emperor, and I, the emperor, still don't know about it." Now that my mother is gone, no one can say anything about it. ”

The infinitely noble and honorable royal family, for Mo Yichen, there is no attraction at all, he is not rare, he can lead the army to fight in the south and the north, because of his enthusiasm since childhood, his gratitude to this land, his loyalty to the monarch, is because he repays his adoptive father King Pingyang for so many years of love, and has nothing to do with the emperor.

"You, bastard!"

The emperor was enraged by Mo Yijian's words, and reached out to throw the cup on the table towards him, but at the moment of throwing, the force in his hand deviated from the direction.

Hula, the cup fell to the ground and shattered many pieces, but Mo Yichen didn't move at all, still with that expression, still with that posture, straightened his waist and knelt in front of him.

"Don't be arrogant, and don't think that because you have sealed the undead army, you don't feel that you have any scruples!"

In a few words, the emperor gritted his teeth when he spoke, but no matter how angry he was in his heart, the outstretched hand just couldn't fall on Mo Yichen's body.

"Is the emperor afraid that the ministers will be the same as the thirteen princes?"

Mo Yichen raised his head and looked at the emperor with a cold face, his voice was cold and there was no trace of warmth, he knew a long time ago that the emperor was very strict about this seat, but he didn't expect that he would be on his guard one day.

If he couldn't understand it, the emperor naturally understood, and he was stunned for a while, staring at Mo Yichen with wide eyes, and the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably.

It is indeed a precaution, the emperor is afraid that Mo Yichen will rebel in the case of such sudden resentment and unwillingness, but this embarrassment of being clearly pierced through his heart makes the emperor feel that there is a flame burning on his face.

"What the hell do you want!"

The emperor seemed to be a little broken, and from the time Mo Yichen broke into the Yanshou Palace with a long sword, his heart began to tremble, and he seemed to be unable to grasp Mo Yichen.