The arrival of Mrs. Hou surprised Mo Li, of course, she was also a little happy, she hadn't seen her relatives for a few years, and no matter who she was, she would miss her relatives.

It's a pity that the border town is too cold, and although it is already early spring, you can see the ice and snow melt immediately, but it is still cold here.

Mrs. Hou looked tired, and she was really much older than a few years ago. Although Mo Li didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that his mother was really old.

Mrs. Hou looked at her son, who had not seen her for several years, and she was also full of emotion and distress. The son has lost weight, but his shoulders have become broader.

Now he is no longer Mo Shizi in the capital, with a son-in-law on his face, but he has the style of Hou Ye. Stabilized, his eyes sharper.

Mrs. Hou held her son's hand and refused to let go, and her tears did not break, so the mother and son kept holding hands and entered the house.

Compared with the Hou Mansion in the capital, the Hou Mansion in the border city is too small, so small that it only takes a short walk to reach the backyard and the room that Mo Li arranged for the Hou Fufu.

And this obviously well-cared room can only be compared to the most ordinary rooms in the Hou Mansion in the capital. There is no ondol, no gorgeous furnishings, and some are just the most basic necessities of life. Tables, chairs, beds, and even dressers are very simple.

Mrs. Hou was secretly sad, but this was not the time to feel sorry for her son, sad and sad, the purpose of coming to the border city was important, and the grandson in the capital was still waiting for her?

"Li'er, do you really want to rebel?"

The two sat in the room with a hot pot, and Mrs. Hou looked forward to it, how much she hoped that her son would sue herself, it was really the emperor of the capital who thought too much. I also want to fork it myself.

How could the son collude with the Huns and want to seek the world of the Nangong royal family?

Mo Li handed Mrs. Hou a simple cup of tea, which was naturally not a Skylark in Huangshan Mountain. It's not a West Lake Longjing,

It's just the tea that ordinary people in the border city drink. Waiting for Mrs. Hou to take the warm tea, Mo Licai said lightly: "Mother, do you think our Mo family still has a way out?"

Now that the only profit in the hands of the new emperor is stable step by step, the Mo family's military power will be taken away sooner or later. Rather than being slaughtered by others, it is better to have a good future, you say? ”

The tea in Mrs. Hou's hand trembled. looked at his son from childhood to adulthood with an incredible face,

"Did you hear about Empress Wu, that's why you want to take revenge on the emperor. My mother has seen Queen Wu, she definitely can't be Liu. Liu's posthumous affairs were handled by his mother herself, don't you even believe your mother? ”

Mo Li, who was originally sitting next to Mrs. Hou, suddenly got up. Go to the window. Look out the window at the snow. I don't know when it actually snowed again, maybe this is the last first snow!

"Mother, I just don't want to be controlled by others anymore, since the emperor can't tolerate our Mo family, why use our Mo family. What monarch wants his ministers to die and his ministers have to die, that is ignorance, and the son does not want to suppress himself for the rest of his life. ”

Mrs. Hou only felt that she was a blow to the head, and thought that she could still have some illusions. Deceive yourself, and your son will not be an unfaithful and unrighteous person.

But now when I hear my son say that he wants to rebel. Mrs. Hou couldn't accept it for a while, so she fell directly on the bed.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Hou, Mrs. Hou has been educated for many years to be loyal to the monarch and love the people, even if she has some grievances and dissatisfaction in her heart, but if she really wants Mrs. Hou to support her son's rebellion, or Mrs. Hou accepts her son's rebellion, Mrs. Hou still can't do it.

Mo Li didn't expect his mother to be dizzy, and he knew that he wouldn't have told his mother about it as soon as his mother arrived in the border city, and now Mrs. Hou is weak and anxious.

The medicinal materials in the border city are not as good as those in the capital, Mo Li watched Qingyue carefully feed a bowl of medicine to Mrs. Hou's mouth, and his brows kept frowning. Right

Qingyue is also very worried about Mrs. Hou, she is getting old and has experienced so many things, she will fall ill again this time, I am afraid that she will not get better for a while, and she has to slowly raise it in the border city.

"Don't worry, the concubine will definitely take good care of the lady." Qingyue felt sorry for the prince, and when she saw the prince's frowning brows, she would feel distressed, and she would want to help the prince do something.

Mo Li just nodded coldly, then left the house, and then went to the study, where there were still many things that Mo Li needed to deal with, Mo Li knew that Nangong Ming in the capital must have started to defend now, but what was the use?

The Mo family army will all obey their own command, isn't the imperial power supreme? If Nangong Ming loses the throne, he is just more ordinary than ordinary people.

Now no one can stop themselves, whether it is a mother or a grandfather, or anyone, the world is decided.

When Mrs. Hou woke up, she saw that Qingyue was the only one waiting by her side, and instinctively asked, "Where is the prince?" ”

Qingyue saw that Mrs. Hou was awake, so she hurriedly stepped forward to carefully help Mrs. Hou sit up, and put a big pillow behind Mrs. Hou. "Back to Mrs. Hou, the prince has gone to the study."

Mrs. Hou's face was pale, "Go and invite the prince, I want to see the prince." ”

Qingyue didn't know why Mrs. Hou was angry, but when she saw the prince leave, her face was also cold.

Qingyue couldn't help but persuade: "Mrs. Hou, don't be angry, no matter what the prince does, the prince is still your son."

You don't know how worried the prince is after you faint, if you are unhappy in your heart, don't blame the prince, this city is too bitter. ”

Mrs. Hou looked at Qingyue with a gentle face under the dim light, and her heart softened, "The child is difficult for you." ”

Qingyue shook her head: "Madam, Qingyue is not bitter at all, being able to serve by the side of the prince is a blessing that Qingyue has cultivated for several generations." The prince is very good, and he treats Qingyue very well. ”

Mrs. Hou chose Qingyue because she liked her steady and kindness, and now it seems that among the three concubines, Qingyue can be loved by Li'er for a reason. "Qingyue, how have you been all these years?"

Qingyue shook her head and then nodded, "It's good, it's good, but I haven't seen the prince smile sincerely." The concubine knew that the prince missed Mrs. Shizi. ”

Mrs. Hou let out a long sigh, took the tea handed by Qingyue, took a sip and immediately felt that her throat was much more comfortable, "Why doesn't the prince understand and cherish the person in front of him?" ”

Qingyue didn't see joy or anger, but just quietly accompanied Mrs. Hou. In fact, the prince has the prince in his heart, can he mind?

Because Qingyue is favored because she looks like Mrs. Shizi, since she is favored because of it, why dislike or resist?

It's better to look down, it's already a blessing to be able to stay by the side of the prince. Sometimes really loving someone is not about possession, but about companionship.

Hearing that Mrs. Hou woke up, Mo Li put down what he was doing again and went to the backyard to see Mrs. Hou.

Facing Mrs. Hou, Mo Li is very calm, this is the case, why do you need to cover it up, it is better to be upright than to be upright for a lifetime.

What's the use of looking ahead and looking ahead? When you take the first step, there is no turning back. (To be continued......)