(10) Merit
Mo Yuanxiao watched Shen Yijia go away, raised his feet and walked towards the Cloud Courtyard.
Yunyuan is actually the place where the prince of Jing'an lives, and it is divided into various places, thinking that the old prince must be waiting in the study, so he walked straight to the study, who knew that he was stopped as soon as he walked to the door of the cloud courtyard, "Little Hou Ye, the prince is waiting for you in the bedroom." ”
Something should have happened to this old prince, how did he see me in the bedroom, and it was the old prince's companion who came to inform him personally. But it wasn't good to think about it, Mo Yuanxiao was stunned for a moment, and still walked towards the depths of the Cloud Courtyard.
The so-called bamboo courtyard has a large piece of bamboo, and this cloud courtyard is almost the same as the fairy courtyard, a winding path stands on the steaming lake, and the end of the path is the old prince's bedroom.
Although the lake is a hot spring outside the city, and the area is not too large, this kind of construction was not built overnight, and this is also thanks to the fact that King Jing'an is the only uncle of the saint today. Mo Yuanxiao thought that this kind of construction was very good for people who were sick to nourish their bodies, even if they were healthy people, it was also very beneficial, and he was waiting to marry Yuan Jing home for her to use.
In the smoke, Mo Yuanxiao had already arrived at the door of the bedroom, pushed open the door and walked in, calling the old prince softly.
"Ahem, Xiao'er, this king is here." The old prince stood up silently, everything in this house is good, it's just ...... The fog was a bit big, and I couldn't see anything clearly. "But Qian'er is back."
"Yes, Lord Wang." Mo Yuanxiao stood respectfully on the side of the bed, and handed a cup of tea to the old prince.
The old prince trembled and turned out the tea, glanced at him, swallowed a mouthful, and gave it to Mo Yuanxiao.
"Thank you for your hard work, now you can see my body, with the disappearance of the royal brothers, I am also dying, you know, our dynasty is not like other families that have made deals with the gods, ha, speaking of which, I am still the longest living in the royal family." The old prince raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Yuanxiao, and after a while, he picked up again, "I know, you are not as stupid as you appear, and you really like Qin'er, I don't want to take care of your young people's affairs, but this time Qin'er is almost, almost ,,,"
Before the old prince finished speaking, Mo Yuanxiao "plopped" and knelt beside the bed.
"What are you doing! Get up! So saying, he stood up and helped him.
"Lord Wang, listen to me first."
"Ahem, get up first, now you don't even want to call your uncle!" As if sensing that the old prince was angry, Mo Yuanxiao still got up and helped the old prince to half-lean on the bed.
patted the hem of her clothes, "Uncle, Ah Yuan, she doesn't remember something, I, don't worry, the imperial doctor said that she remembered it, but now her temperament has changed greatly, it should be my reason, I, you know, I have liked Ah Yuan since I was a child." ”
"Xiao'er, now that the emperor and Ayuan's companions are mixed together, the harem is empty, and the royal family is in danger! Qin'er is my only daughter, and her descendant, the emperor, has already explained! Don't you understand why Lin Yu wants to go to the border? It's just that if you like it, that's not enough. The old prince shook his head, "If Qin'er is interested in you, then it's easy to say, but Qin'er is bent on Lin Yu, this king called you here today for this matter, this king is old, and he can't stand being scared anymore." ”
"I ......"
"Xiao'er, this king knows that you have contributed a lot to our dynasty in private, so it is always private. This king also knows that you are wise, but what is the use of not showing your wisdom? ”
"Xiao'er, got it." Mo Yuanxiao looked at the old prince, his eyes were blazing, "I will definitely live up to my uncle's expectations." ”