In the past, Ye Mohan has been forbearing, has been in Taoguang and obscurity, and has never been sharp.

Above the court, there is a night of white pressing. On weekdays, he didn't dare to be as unscrupulous as Ye Jiuchen.

So whether it is Ye Lan or Jiang Yingrong of the Jiang family, although they all know that Ye Mohan is also an ambitious person, they have never put him in their eyes.

However, today, now, at this moment, Jiang Yingrong looked straight at Ye Mohan standing in front of her, and for the first time found something completely different from him before.

That kind of sharpness, that kind of unruliness, that kind of momentum that looks down on everything from above, and the forbearant night Mo Han in the past, are like two people.

Jiang was silent for a long time, and then slightly retracted his thoughts.

"The fourth prince might as well just say the purpose of your coming here today."

At this point, Jiang Yingrong thinks that no matter how much she says, it will just be a waste of each other's time.

Ye Mohan couldn't help but smile indifferently when he heard this.

"The queen mother laughed, didn't you call her sons over?"

"You ......"

Jiang didn't expect Ye Mohan to give such an answer, and for a while, anger couldn't help but climb up to his delicate face.

Closing his eyes vigorously, Jiang Shi Chang exhaled, opened his eyes again, and became the Jiang Yingrong who was not shocked by the humiliation before.

Ye Mohan is now in an active position, and he is too passive, even if he is unwilling in his heart, he has to admit that not to mention his own status, even if it is his life, it is in his hands.

Yelan can still "die violently", even if she is "overly sad", there is nothing that makes sense.

Even if the Xiliang Congress investigates it at that time, if there is no evidence, it can't be anything.

Besides, Jiang Yingrong knew very well in her heart that her father and brother were more selfish than the other, how could they make a big deal because of her life?

"Okay, since the fourth prince said so, then the palace will no longer go around the corner.

The palace can wear that filial piety robe, or it can stand up, stand on the united front with the four princes, and support you to ascend the throne. ”

"What about the conditions?"

"Since the fourth prince has become the new emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, then I naturally want to become the queen mother.

But please rest assured that the four princes are just looking for a place to enjoy their old age. I don't want to pay attention to the harem and the court, and I don't want to make any trouble for myself.

It's just that I want to have someone with the four princes. ”

Ye Mohan's expression was indistinguishable, and his eyes were clear: "I don't know, who is the person the queen mother wants?" ”

"Dyeing."

"Huh!"

Jiang Yingrong believes that her request is not excessive, and even completely reasonable.

Weighing the pros and cons, Dyeing Li was just sent to the palace by Leng Yue at the beginning, and it would not have the slightest impact on Ye Mohan.

She believed that Ye Mohan would not refuse.

But I don't know why, as soon as his words fell, Ye Mohan actually showed a slightly mocking smile.

Right! That's right!

Jiang Yingrong confirmed that she was not mistaken, and Ye Mohan was mocking herself.

"The fourth prince is unwilling?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that Erchen laughs, it turns out that Erchen has always looked too highly up on his mother."

As he spoke, Ye Mohan suddenly lifted the steps under his feet, not slowly, but step by step, approaching Jiang Yingrong.

Since Ye Mohan came in, Jiang Yingrong has been sitting on the low stool and has never moved for a moment.

And Ye Mohan is standing.

I didn't feel it when I was separated from a distance, and I didn't feel it when my tone was gentle, but at this moment, Ye Mohan had a cold and mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, approaching him like this, Jiang Yingrong suddenly felt a trace of panic in her heart.

What is he going to do?

Rao is heart was flustered, but Jiang Yingrong still let her face not show any clues, pretended to be calm and raised her neck, raised her head, and looked at Ye Mohan who had already stood in front of her.

Ye Mohan was condescending, and looked straight at Jiang Yingrong with a condescending gaze.

"Don't you know much about the current situation, mother, queen!"

In the last two words, Ye Mohan deliberately accentuated the pronunciation, so that Jiang Yingrong couldn't help but clench her fingers.

Seeing Jiang Yingrong's appearance of pretending to be calm even if her eyes were flustered, Ye Mohan couldn't help but sneer, then straightened up, turned around, and walked out of the hall without looking back.

Jiang Yingrong was still sitting on the chair, and when she saw this posture, she suddenly stood up.

"Ye Mo Han!"

This time, Jiang Yingrong shouted the big name, not the four princes.

Ye Mohan's steps paused, but he didn't look back.

Jiang Yingrong's face was gloomy, but she still tried her best to make her voice sound unwavering.

"Does the fourth prince want to tear his face with the palace because of an irrelevant woman?

The four princes should know that if this palace stands up, it will save you a lot of trouble.

But if the palace is dead, the four princes may be able to handle it well, but trouble must be indispensable.

Therefore, this palace really doesn't understand, could it be that the fourth prince was also overwhelmed by that woman's appearance? ”

In the last sentence, Jiang Yingrong's words were obviously provocative.

However, Ye Mohan had his back to her, so she couldn't see the expression on Ye Mohan's face.

Good looks? Pour?

Hearing such words, I don't know why, Ye Mohan felt a little bitter in his heart.

He also hopes that he can be captivated by the appearance of other women.

He also hopes that he can find someone to replace the person in his heart.

But no!

That man was entrenched there, like a towering tree, long entrenched and inseparable.

If it was given to Jiang Yingrong, the ending could be imagined.

Ye Mohan didn't know what kind of connection there was between Dye Li and Leng Yue, and even Leng Yue never told him that he wanted him to take care of Dye Li.

But I don't know why, Ye Mohan just feels that there seems to be a faint connection between putting such a person by his side and Leng Yue.

Leng Yue didn't leave him anything, and he couldn't even see things and think about people.

And seeing the dyeing seems to make up for it.

Now, it seems that he can only live by relying on this little illusory, I don't know if it is a real connection.

It's not that he doesn't understand Jiang's words, and it's not that he doesn't understand which is more important.

But this may be the only remaining obsession in his life.

Thinking of this, Ye Mohan immediately spoke softly.

"The queen mother might as well think about whether there are any other conditions.

Dye away from me and keep it by my side, naturally there are my reasons, there is no need to explain it to the queen mother. ”

The air, there was a moment of silence.

Jiang Yingrong didn't expect Ye Mohan's attitude to be so resolute, but as the eldest princess of Xiliang Kingdom and the emperor and queen of the Great Zhou Kingdom, how could she just let it go before she achieved her goal.

Weighing the pros and cons, she knows how to choose.

Ye Mohan seemed to have waited for a moment and didn't wait for Jiang Yingrong's response, lost his patience, and had already picked up his steps again and was ready to leave.

At this moment, Jiang Yingrong suddenly spoke again.

"I've changed my mind!"

……

Leng Yue nestled on the soft collapse, covered with a blanket, holding a soup woman in her hand, only feeling that she was about to smoke from the heat.

It's autumn, autumn, why do you spend it in winter?

Why are you embarrassed by this winter?

It's a pity that Ye Jiuchen just sat in front of him and stared, not allowing Leng Yue to move.

Leng Yue felt that she wanted a prescription.

"Yue'er."

"Say!"

Leng Yue replied with a word fiercely, and Ye Jiuchen was not annoyed.

"Do you dare to tell me, how are you going to deal with the Jiang family?"

In the past, he seldom, or almost wouldn't ask Leng Yue what he was going to do and what he planned to do, but after experiencing fear again and again, life was worse than death, Ye Jiuchen felt that whether it was for Leng Yue's safety or for the heart in his chest, he couldn't indulge like this anymore.

It's not to stop it, but to let him be prepared and help her out.

Or simply, just do it for her.

But obviously, Leng Yue didn't understand the meaning of Ye Jiuchen.

After hearing him say this, Leng Yue's face was even more tense than before.

"You're going to stop me?"

Okay, little demon, has it given you too much good looks lately?

The villain in Leng Yue's heart: "......"

Do you have a face?

Ye Jiuchen raised the corners of her lips, looked at Leng Yue's frosty, fierce face, raised her hand involuntarily, and rubbed the top of her hair before Leng Yue had time to react.

"Fool!"

Cold Moon: "......???!!! ”

it!

The little demon actually dared to touch Lao Tzu's head and kill him!

Looking at Leng Yue's bright eyes that stared at the boss and hated to fly out of his sockets directly, Ye Jiuchen chuckled.

"How could I stop you?"

As he spoke, Ye Jiuchen bent over and put his face in front of Leng Yue.

For a moment, the eyes met and the breath smelled each other.

"Whatever you want to do, I'll be with you. I asked you, just because I was afraid that you would be unscrupulous again.

You know, I'm going to be worried, and I'm going to be angry! ”

Ouch, you can take what you can.

However, it sounds quite pleasant.

"Oh."

Leng Yue's face softened slightly, but her tone was still cold and warm.

Ye Jiuchen still maintained his previous posture, looking at Leng Yue's eyes fixedly.

Leng Yue: "You ......" just talk, why did you suddenly get so close.

"Yue'er, do you know what I like most about you?"

Well?

Favorite place......

Leng Yue thought seriously for a while, but when she thought about it, something was wrong.

My mother is so perfect, so good, you still ask me what you like best?

Shouldn't they all like it?

"I like your eyes the most."

Ye Jiuchen's voice was hoarse, like a murmur, and as if he was saying some affectionate love words, like a cello, low and tactful, melodious into the heart.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently stroked Leng Yue's cheek.

"Because, in your eyes, I have me."