Chapter 4,

"Lord Nangong, please stay." Nangong Qing, who was still in shock, was awakened, and when he turned around, he saw that it was the person who shocked him, and he was away from the night.

"I don't know what happened to the prince calling Weichen?"

"This is not the place to speak, how about asking Lord Nangong to follow this king to a private residence?" Nangong Qing also realized that he was inappropriate, so he immediately made a gesture of please, and generously followed behind Mo Yeli, walking towards a place that he usually didn't dare to think of.

The founding emperor of Liwu has a unique taste, so the Liwu Palace is not very luxurious. In addition to the palace wall and the palace gate and the early dynasty special Yihe Hall appear more majestic, the harem is a chic small building, although it has a unique flavor, but it cannot be compared with the luxury of the other three countries, at least on the surface.

No matter how stupid Nangong Qing was, he knew that he had left the harem with Mo Ye, he was the first time to set foot in the harem, but he was completely conquered by these chic small buildings in front of him.

"Suye Palace, I wonder if this door plaque is from the hand of the prince?" Nangong heard that Mo Yeli wrote a good hand, and now when he sees the door plaque, although it is really simple, the words on it are strong and powerful, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, which makes people have the illusion of dominating the world, so it is concluded that it must be from Mo Yeli's hand. Nangong Qing actually didn't understand why the first emperor would pass on the throne to Mo Jingge instead of the better Mo Yeli. Mo Yeli's ability is recognized by many people in the DPRK, although his background is not as noble as Mo Jingge, but the country has always been a country that promotes virtue and does not promote nobility.

"This plaque is from His Majesty's hand." When he spoke, Mo Yeli seemed to remember something, and smiled a little stupidly. But Nangong Qing was not in the mood to appreciate his alluring smile at this time. Your Majesty, that female doll? Nangong Qing found that he couldn't see through Mo Jingge more and more.

"Lord Nangong, please take a seat." Mo Yeli didn't take Nangong Qing into the room, but just took him to a pavilion, and the tea set had already been placed on the table in the pavilion, as if he knew that they would come.

"Today, this king is inviting Lord Nangong to be a listener, there is a story, this king is making tea for adults today, and he is talking to adults."

"Lord Wang, please speak, Weichen is willing to hear the details."

"Once upon a time, there was an orphan who lived on the streets of the capital, he didn't know who his parents were, he only knew that since the day he could remember, he had been wandering, he had been being bullied, he had never known what it was like to be well fed and clothed. Until one day when he was six years old, he was bullied by a group of people and bruised all over his body. He felt that he might be going to die, and it was at this time that he met the little girl who changed his fate. Seeing his miserable appearance, the little girl's beautiful big eyes were filled with tears of sympathy, so the little girl saved the orphan and brought him back to her beautiful home. The little girl found the best doctor to treat the orphans, and used the best herbs and ingredients to nourish the little boy's body. When the little boy was healed and his body was stronger, the little girl's father let him study with the little girl and recognized the little boy as his righteous son, and declared that it was his lost child, and the little boy was an orphan only the three of them knew. The little boy has been working very hard to become stronger, because he promised his stepfather and his own heart that he would protect his sister, the little girl who saved him in the first place, no matter what. Okay, Lord Nangong, my story is finished, and the tea is ready. I won't accompany you if I still have something to do, and after drinking tea, someone will send you out of the palace. After speaking, no matter what Nangong Qing wanted to say, the three or two flashes had disappeared in front of Nangong Qing.

Nangong Qing never thought that there was such a palace secret waiting for him, and suddenly even a genius like him needed some time to think. He now finally knows why the first emperor made Mo Jingge his only heir, it turns out that the first emperor really only has her bloodline, Nangong Qing himself didn't realize it, his opinion of Mo Jingge has changed a little. It's just that he still doesn't understand what Mo Yeli means.

In the Suye Palace, Mo Jingge listened to Mo Yeli's description, and the upward curvature of the corners of his mouth was maintained to the maximum.

"I said Brother Yeli, your ability to make up stories is simply amazing, you can be a storyteller in the future, and I guarantee that many people will love to hear your stories."

"Then do you want me to tell you a story every day to lull you to sleep?" Helplessly, he glanced at Mo Jingge, and Mo Ye was also bitter, God knows how hard he endured it in order not to laugh when he made up the story.