tbc(); Her eyes sank suddenly, and she shouted: "Frankly, are you worthy of being a son?" In vain, your father is still working hard for the position of your son, and he has tried his best to run it, but I don't know if he regrets it at this time, if he chooses Mo Tong as the son, will the result be different? ”

Mo Zhi suddenly took a heavy breath, and there was a touch of arrogance in his eyes when he looked at her: "Doesn't Miss Feifeng think that my son of the world is like a useless bottle of the world?" ”

"It's not what it looks like," Feng Qingcheng smiled lightly, but his words were very poisonous: "It's just ...... at all"

Mo Zhi's expression changed suddenly, and Feng Chengcheng's cold words followed: "Otherwise, you won't fall into the trap and not know." ”

"What do you want to say?" There was a hint of coldness in Mo Zhi's eyes: "Mo Fei, you want to say that all this is ......"

"I didn't say anything...... Feng Chengcheng suddenly lifted the ground, covered Mo Zhi's mouth, and in his deep eyes, a smile burned: "What to do, you weigh it yourself, after all...... It's your private affair......"

……

With a "bang", the door of the hall was kicked open, and then the frightened voices of the eunuchs came Chinese Dragon Heroes ();.

"The Prince...... No, the king is in the council, and no one sees him......"

"Shizi, please stay, stay ......"

"Go away......" Mo Zhi's unprecedentedly indifferent voice echoed in the hall, making the corners of Mu Shenxiao's lips unconsciously look at the national teacher in front of him.

"It seems that the prince was framed this time, and it seems that he has grown a little more manly."

The national teacher's meaningful gaze wandered on Mu Shenxiao's body, and then he bowed his head slightly to King Canglan and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I'll take a look." ”

"No," King Canglan's deep voice had a faint sense of exhaustion: "Let him come in, this king wants to take a look, what is he going to do?" ”

As the footsteps of Mo Zhi passing through the second gate came, the national teacher hurriedly greeted him, and after making a courtesy salute, he lowered his forehead and said: "Shizi, you have just recovered from a serious illness, and your body is still very weak, so it is really not suitable for too much work at this time." ”

Mo Zhi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his cold eyes swept slightly over his face, but he didn't say anything, but walked quickly to the Golden Palace, kneeling on the ground.

"The son asks his father to say goodbye."

"Get up, how is your body?" King Canglan's voice was faint, but there was a sense of relief for the rest of his life: "Your health is not good, come to ask for peace, go back Best rookie ();." ”

"The son thanked his father for his concern, but the son wanted to talk to his father alone about something, and asked his father for permission."

Mu Shenxiao got up very cooperatively, and made an inviting gesture at the national teacher, smiling.

"So the two of us can avoid it, okay?"

"Lord Wang, please ......" The national teacher bowed down quite politely to let Mu Shenxiao, but when he passed by Mo Zhi, he glanced at him meaningfully.

"Okay...... King Canglan leaned on the throne with a relaxed look, his tired expression was fully revealed: "If you have anything to say, they are all gone." ”

"Father, I want to know, what did Father and Mu Shenxiao talk about?"

"Zhi'er," King Canglan suddenly got up and sat down, his face solemn: "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to care, all you have to do is to take care of your body ...... steadily."

"In this way, my father really has something to hide from me," Mo Zhi's face suddenly sank: "I just don't know how long my father plans to hide it from me?" A year or two years, or my lifetime? ”

"Stop ......"

"Ever since I was a child, my father used my poor health as an excuse to not let me know anything, and everything paved the way for me...... To put it mildly, if this goes on for a long time, what will happen to the son after a hundred years of the father's king? Has my father ever thought about what will happen to his sons when the time comes? ”

Mo Zhi's words made King Canglan's face even more sad.

He was in the emperor's house, so he naturally knew the meaning behind Mozhi's words.

If Mozhi is just a son who is used to relying on people, then a hundred years later, I am afraid it will be the time for him to return to heaven.

"Zhi'er, it's my father who is sorry for you, and my father Jianglang is exhausted, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you anymore."

King Canglan sighed heavily and slowly stepped down from the throne.

"My father's eyes are not blind, and he knows what your brother is doing, but his hands, feet, and backs are all meat, and his father can only try to arrange everything for you with his own hands, so my father has set you up for the family of the light family Emperor Treading Heaven ();."

"The light family has a heavy army in the court, and there are many henchmen in the DPRK and China, if they are escorted by the light family, I believe that you will be safe and sound......"

"But now......" King Canglan suddenly sighed heavily: "I didn't expect my father's efforts over the years to make a wedding dress with others......"

Mo Zhi's breath stagnated slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "What does my father mean...... It's their light family that has ......."

"Yes......" King Canglan said bitterly: "Father's eyeliner in the light family returned, originally the old guy was going to tie up Qingrou to bear the guilt of Jing and wait for the fate, but at the last time, he was stopped by the little cub of Qingfeng...... And then there was no then......"

"Doing such a thing gently, the light family dared not come to ask for guilt...... Naturally, there are countermeasures. Mo Zhi suddenly sneered: "And depending on the situation, since they have torn their faces and dared to openly ignore our father and son, I am afraid that there is already a backer behind them." ”

"That's why we're here to discuss countermeasures......" A hint of sarcasm and self-deprecation suddenly flashed in King Canglan's words: "It's really funny, at the last moment, what this king can rely on is Mu Shenxiao, who met in Pingshui......"

"By the way, what did my father allow Mu Shenxiao? Let him be willing to help us? ”

King Canglan's expression suddenly froze, and then he said extremely strangely: "They want us to have information about the ancient clan......

"Ancients?" Mo Zhi was stunned: "Aren't they already gone?" What else is he looking for them to do? ”

"Father doesn't know," King Canglan shook his head lightly, "But to exchange a non-existent race for our way of survival...... Zhi'er, we made ......"

"I'm afraid he doesn't think so...... Mo Zhi's eyes suddenly cold, and he suddenly looked at King Canglan: "Father, where are those materials?" ”

"In the treasury?" King Canglan frowned slightly: "What are you doing when you ask this?" ”

"Give them to the retainers for safekeeping......"

As soon as Mo Zhi's words fell, an announcement came from outside.

"The light old man escorts the gentle lady to meet ......"

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