An Yiran lowered her eyebrows, stared at Song Moyu with a longing gaze, and asked cautiously, "Your Highness, can I move my chopsticks?" ”

"When you're hungry, eat first." Song Moyu walked his gaze from downstairs into the restaurant, and the two turned back to An Yiran's face opposite, nodded and agreed gently.

An Yiran got Song Moyu's permission, and was instantly overjoyed, and couldn't wait to move the chopsticks, tasting the delicacy in front of her with relish, and the tender chicken in her mouth, which made her have an endless aftertaste.

Song Moyu saw that she looked so satisfied, he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, looked at her in a trance, and couldn't help but feel that she was a little cute.

At this moment, the two noble sons downstairs and an entourage guard went upstairs, and the noble son with a strong aura who walked in front deliberately turned his attention to them when he went upstairs, just because he had just seen Song Moyu's carriage and Chang Feng downstairs.

When he set his eyes on this old position that Song Moyu fixed every time, he happened to make eye contact with Song Moyu, who had just turned his head.

The noble prince with a strong aura first showed disdain, and after standing still for a while, he walked confidently towards the position of the corridor where Song Moyu was.

He walked steadily, clasped his hands behind his back, and had a haughty posture with a sinister and cunning smile on his face.

An Yiran saw that Song Moyu didn't move her chopsticks for a long time, she looked up at him and took a look, only to see that his gaze kept in the direction of the staircase.

She followed his gaze and saw that the two noblemen and one of their attendants who had just appeared downstairs were slowly walking towards them, as if they were about to provoke.

Seeing this, An Yiran instantly panicked, she didn't know what the situation was in front of her, and she didn't know what the relationship between these three men and Song Moyu was.

She thought in a panic: if they waited for a fight, would she be innocently implicated?

Her eyes scurried around in fright, trying to find a place to get out.

The powerful noble prince walked directly to their table with two men and stopped, he stared at An Yiran with a clear and beautiful face inquiringly, and then looked at Song Moyu and smiled sarcastically: "Yo! Isn't this my sixth brother? Do you have to drink and have fun today? With such a lovely beauty, it seems that the speed of the sixth brother changing women is really surprising! ”

After the noble prince mocked Song Moyu with bad intentions, he looked at An Yiran with lustful eyes for a long time, which caused An Yiran to get goosebumps all over his body.

"Hehe, the eldest brother has won the prize! No matter how the sixth brother changes women, he is not as good as the eldest brother. Song Moyu was not afraid at all, he sneered calmly, and then raised his eyes to stare at the noble prince in front of him and continued to sarcastically say: "I heard that the eldest brother has recently accepted a new concubine in the mansion, and the sixth brother will personally go to the eldest brother's mansion to offer a high-grade aphrodisiac gift as a congratulatory gift, lest the eldest brother be overwhelmed and take care of the many concubines in the mansion." ”

"The sixth brother's heart is for the brother's heart, the sixth brother should take care of himself! Mess around with that Beiluo Geji all day long, and be careful to set yourself on fire! Gui Gongzi refused to admit defeat, and fought back against Song Moyu in a strange way.

An Yiran looked at the two of them, and she heard from their words that the noble son in front of her was Song Moyu's eldest brother, and the two should be on opposite sides and incompatible, and the deceit in the palace had already made the brotherhood between the two of them disappear.

An Yiran was suddenly a little glad that she was born in a common family, her father only married her mother, a married wife, and had no concubines, and she only had An Zixuan, her brother, so she didn't feel the secret rivalry between her brothers and sisters.

"This son looks a little raw, is he not in Beijing all the year round?" Song Moyu didn't want to attack each other with the eldest prince Song Mohui anymore, he was silent for a while, and turned his gaze to the noble son in a white robe standing behind Song Mohui.

In fact, he had long known the identity of the person in front of him, but it was just to change the topic.

"Lin Zhi, the adopted son of the Lower Taiwei Mansion, has seen the Sixth Highness!" When the noble prince saw that Song Moyu suddenly led the topic to him, his defenseless face showed a trace of indifference, and then saluted Song Moyu in a regular manner.

"Oh? It turns out that you are General Lin Zhi, a rookie in the army recently! Song Moyu showed a meaningful smile on his face, then got up and approached Lin Zhi, carefully looked at his whole body, and exclaimed: "I have long heard that General Lin is brave and strategic, the battle momentum is mighty, and the killing is decisive. ”

An Yiran listened to Song Moyu's meaningful words, and took the opportunity to cast a curious gaze on Lin Zhi, staring at his calm face carefully, and sensing a trace of forbearance from his gaze.

At a certain moment, a sense of déjà vu unconsciously appeared in her mind, but soon she became rational again, feeling that she was too worried, she had lived in Xizhou since she was a child, how could she meet a noble son who had never met in Beijing.

"Lin Zhi just lived up to his adoptive father's upbringing and did his best to do a good job, Sixth Highness, don't make fun of Lin, Lin is really ashamed!" Lin Zhi had no intention of making eye contact with An Yiran at the moment he turned his head, and he inexplicably felt that her pure gaze touched his heartstrings, as if she had been engraved into his mind.

"General Lin doesn't have to be modest, don't you find a good backer? My powerful elder brother will definitely promote you well, and your future will be limitless, and I am afraid that this king will have to retreat when he sees you in the future! Song Moyu stretched out his hand and patted Lin Zhi's shoulder gently, sneered, and then walked back to the seat just now and sat down, choosing to ignore Song Mohui and Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhizheng wanted to refute out loud, but was stopped by Song Mohui's projected eyes.

Song Mohui walked closer to Song Moyu and the others, and said with a meaningful smile: "Since the sixth brother is accompanied by a beauty, then I won't bother as a brother, but the sixth brother should be more leisurely, don't play too much with women, so as not to hurt yourself!" ”

"Don't bother the eldest brother to worry, the sixth brother just begs the eldest brother not to always use some small means to find something to do for the imperial brother in vain, otherwise it will be ridiculous to be hit by the stone lifted by his son in the future!" Song Moyu hooked the corners of his mouth, sneered disdainfully, and secretly competed.

Song Mohui couldn't find the words to retort at Song Moyu, he instantly became angry, put on a stinky face and snorted coldly, turned around and walked directly to the private room, Lin Zhi behind him hurriedly followed Song Mohui's pace, but he didn't forget to glance at An Yiran inquiringly when he left.

Watching the two noble sons and an attendant walk away, An Yiran set her eyes on Song Moyu, seeing that his face was as usual, and his mood was not affected in any way, she was a little curious, and couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness, is that the eldest prince just now?" ”

"That's right, that's my extremely high-profile royal brother." Song Moyu took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, showing disdain on his face.

"Is the eldest prince not on good terms with you? Why are you so cynical about each other? An Yiran asked innocently with big curious eyes.

"In the deep palace, how can there be true love for brothers? It's just a secret competition! Only the one who gets that position in the end is a saint. Song Moyu looked like he had seen through everything, and replied helplessly.

"But Your Highness, you are the most noble concubine! In any case, your odds seem to be better. An Yiran carefully looked at a trace of loneliness in Song Moyu's eyes, as if it touched his sadness.

"Hehe, what's the chance of winning? In that deep palace that is like walking on thin ice, the emperor is ruthless, and the rights that the royal children want must rely on their own strength to fight for it, but this king is not rare, just ask my invincible royal brother not to provoke me. ”

Song Moyu said the most sincere voice in his heart, he didn't want the throne, he just wanted to live a stable life and live a peaceful life.

An Yiran didn't continue to speak, she kept exploring the faint worry on Song Moyu's face with her pure eyes, and through his deep black pupils, she sensed that he was carrying too much sadness in his heart.

She couldn't imagine that the noble prince with a glamorous appearance also had a lot of worries, and the helplessness of the royal children was far beyond her imagination.

She was pondering when suddenly a boy came upstairs, looked at where they were, and then walked slowly towards them.

"Sorry! His Royal Highness the King in the east, Ran is late. The boy smiled politely at Song Moyu apologetically, and then sat down directly at their table without waiting for Song Moyu to answer.

"It's okay, you're just in time." Song Moyu didn't care about the boy's tardiness, and took the initiative to hand the other pair of chopsticks on the table to the son.

An Yiran raised her eyes to look at the son who was at the same table with them, and suddenly wondered, unable to figure out why Song Moyu brought her to meet these people she had never met today.

She carefully observed the son in front of her, and felt that he also had a kind of aristocratic temperament in Beijing, with a warm smile on his face, thick eyebrows hanging high above his eyes, a pair of smiling eyes, a straight nose, slightly thick lips, and angular facial contours, which looked pleasing to the eye.

His every move reveals an active and lively nature, and he is the same kind of person as An Yiran.

"This is the girl An in the mouth of His Royal Highness the King of Donglin, right?" The boy quickly noticed the handsome woman at the table, and he asked with a friendly smile.

"That's right, she is Mrs. An's daughter An Yiran." Song Moyu put down the dishes and chopsticks, pointed at An Yiran, and solemnly introduced.

Then he turned his eyes to An Yiran and continued to explain: "He is the eldest son of Lord Zuo Yushi of the Inspectorate --- Ran Shuyu, this king called him here today to discuss the search for your mother's whereabouts, he has collected some clues, this king brought you here, I want you to hear it with your own ears, and I have some bottom in my heart." ”

Song Moyu looked at An Yiran seriously, his eyes revealed some sincerity, and he finally said the purpose of insisting on bringing An Yiran to the restaurant.

When An Yiran heard this, she immediately cast her grateful eyes on Song Moyu, and some warmth unconsciously ignited in her heart, she never thought that he would be so concerned about helping to find her mother.