Mo Shihuan has been busy for a long time, in addition to checking the things sent by Xu Ying, he even developed new things, from morning to night, but he never saw Zhuo Chen's figure, and Zhuo Chen's study has been lit up, and it seems that Zhuo Chen has never left his study.

"What the hell is he up to? It seems that it is really tricky to not be in and out of the study all the time. Mo Shihuan stared at the light in the study while reading unconsciously.

Thinking that if it was a simple matter, Zhuo Chen would not be like this, so Mo Shihuan was relieved, nodded and returned to his room, not going to disturb Zhuo Chen.

In this way, the entire palace was immersed in silence, until the sun in the east showed its face slightly, and the warm sunlight quietly spilled into the room, Mo Shihuan was sleepy-eyed, because he had to prepare medicine for Zhuo Chen, so he didn't sleep until three poles in the sun like before.

After preparing everything, Mo Shihuan, who was already a little worried, simply sent the medicine to Zhuo Chen himself, but what Mo Shihuan didn't expect was that before he arrived at Zhuo Chen's room, he saw Feiying guarding the outside of the study, and it was estimated that Zhuo Chen came to the study early in the morning.

"Flying Eagle, can the prince be in the study?" Mo Shihuan looked at Feiying who was standing upright, and asked cautiously, but when he looked up, he still saw Feiying's serious and somewhat tired expression.

Feiying's expression was grim, and he glanced at Mo Shihuan holding the decoction in his hand, thinking that the prince in the study had been tired for so long, and he should need to make up for it, so it seemed that he had seen something important, so he hurriedly took it in his hand, "Miss Mo, the prince is inside." ”

Mo Shihuan was puzzled and uncomfortable in his heart, because he rarely saw Feiying's appearance, and then followed Feiying into the study.

"This is today's medicine, I added some tonic medicine in the middle, don't tire yourself, drink it while it's hot." Mo Shihuan had no intention of inquiring about what was going on, and even if she was confused, she wouldn't ask more, because she understood that when she should know, Zhuo Chen would definitely tell herself.

Zhuo Chen nodded slightly, his face was very tired, his originally clear eyes were also chaotic, and his confidence in speaking was somewhat weak.

The flying eagle on the side also had a serious expression, and the grim expression was self-evident, and Mo Shihuan was inconvenient to say more, and then hurriedly returned to his room.

However, what Mo Shihuan didn't expect was that after sending the decoction this time, he didn't see Zhuo Chen for a whole day, and the light in the study was even brighter until late at night, and on the second day, Mo Shihuan couldn't even see Zhuo Chen's figure, which made Mo Shihuan more and more confused.

However, doubts are just doubts, Mo Shihuan still lives as usual, and when he is ready, he will go to the streets of the capital to buy medicinal herbs, and the bustling streets will never lack the sound of talking.

"Have you heard that there is such a terrible thing to destroy the door, it seems that this family is gone!" People on the street were talking, as if something had shocked the whole capital.

Mo Shihuan was shocked in his heart, and while buying the temptation, he paid attention, thinking that such an earth-shattering destruction must be something that made Zhuo Chen so nervous.

I was thinking about it, but I didn't expect the angry shouts of the soldiers to come from the street, and when I heard the sound, it turned out to be a group of heavy soldiers escorting the prisoners, and the number of soldiers in the army was not like words, what shocked Mo Shihuan even more was that the supervisor on the tall horse in front of him was King Wu.

This suddenly confirmed Mo Shihuan's inner thoughts, it seems that it is not a simple matter, and it is impossible to keep Zhuo Chen and Feiying busy for so long, which makes Mo Shihuan even more curious in his heart, and wants to secretly find out what the situation is.

At this time, the team of detaining the prisoners was still marching mightily, Mo Shihuan put away the things in his hand, and carefully looked at the prisoners in the convoy, only to see that those people were already blurred with flesh and blood, their faces were not very clear, and the blood marks on their bodies were also shocking and terrifying.

And King Wu is still showing off his might in front, and he looks really underbeaten.

"It seems that this matter has nothing to do with King Wu, but who is this group of people?" Mo Shihuan kept his figure secret while carefully observing everything that happened on the street.

However, obviously this doesn't understand anything, when Mo Shihuan was at a loss, a familiar figure suddenly appeared beside him, this person was dressed in a black robe, burly and strong, and his steps were also vigorous and powerful, it turned out that it was the flying eagle who came to Mo Shihuan's side.

"Miss Mo, the prince asked me to take you over." Feiying seemed to have known that Mo Shihuan was here, and he was not even the slightest surprised when he saw Mo Shihuan.

Mo Shihuan was surprised, and his eyes couldn't help but widen, "Flying Eagle? Why are you here, is the prince also here? ”

After speaking, Mo Shihuan looked at the restaurant next to him in disbelief, and then looked at the flying eagle beside him, thinking that Zhuo Chen had already been watching such a huge scene, so he would know that he was also here, but it was really confusing to let himself go at this time.

It's just that, driven by curiosity, Mo Shihuan did not refuse, and then followed Feiying to the private room of the restaurant, only to see a handsome boy sitting next to the bed.

Zhuo Chen sat on the edge of the bed in white clothes, his originally haggard face looked even weaker, but the expression in his eyes was indescribably complicated, and his slender eyes were staring at the convoy of prisoners on the street.

"Why did you come out alone?" Zhuo Chen turned his face away, his eyes were somewhat lonely, but there was a faint resentment in his eyes, which was unpredictable, and his tone was cold.

Mo Shihuan naturally sat down, put down the things in his hand, and looked at Zhuo Chen's cold appearance, there was a little bad feeling in his heart, but he just said lightly, "You saw me, so you want to tell me, this, what's going on?" ”

Zhuo Chen nodded slightly, his slender fingers turned the porcelain white tea cup, and after taking a sip of tea, he said, "That's right, I guess their flesh and blood blurred faces can't see their appearance anymore, but you must have heard of the Meng family in the capital." ”

Mo Shihuan raised his eyebrows, thinking that he had been here for a while, but there seemed to be no memory of anyone in the capital, so he nodded perfunctorily, not wanting to interrupt Zhuo Chen's words.

"The leader is the master of the Meng family, and their family is going to be beheaded because they offended Concubine Shu, not only that, but now the Meng family is destroyed because of trumped-up charges." Zhuo Chen introduced the prisoners in the convoy one by one, and there seemed to be some helplessness in his tone.