Seeing Lige stop in front of a stall, Xiao Mochen looked away and fell on Xiao Mohan, his eyes seemed to be dizzy with an indissolable injury, and his voice was cold, without the slightest fluctuation: "It is said that tiger poison does not eat children, and my father is really the most suitable person to sit on the throne." ”

At this point, Xiao Mohan had a little thought in his heart, opened his mouth in horror, squirmed his lower lip, and said, "Could it be that all this is the bureau of my father's emperor?" ”

"Nine times out of ten. Otherwise, even if the third brother is no longer accustomed to the Leng family, at most he will secretly have some stumbling blocks, where will he declare war with the Leng family head-on, and tear his face with the queen in public, we all think that he has a master behind him to help, but we don't know that that person is the father who shrank on the throne and trembled. ”

"But, but, since my father has such strength, why don't you ...... it yourself" The moment he spoke, Xiao Mohan's face had faded from the look he should have, and his lips trembled, he never thought that someone would sacrifice his own son for the sake of power, and without blinking his eyes, he was still his father.

Because he grew up in the Shen family, this royal darkness turned out to be only the tip of the iceberg.

Xiao Mochen's face did not fluctuate greatly, and he still said coldly: "He doesn't dare, he is afraid of angering the Leng family, and he is afraid that the Leng family will turn against him, so he hid in the dark and used his own son as a knife." If he wins, the third brother's people are his, and he can do whatever he wants when the time comes, and if he loses, it doesn't matter, the Leng family will not be angry with him because of the third brother. Even sometimes the king wonders if the reason why the queen has repeatedly killed our brother is also the acquiescence of his father. Because our existence is also a great threat to him. ”

"No, it won't." Xiao Mohan was completely stunned, his pupils were dilated, he only felt physically and mentally tired, his legs were a little weaker, and he was about to fall down the next moment.

Seeing this, Xiao Mochen exhaled a breath of turbidity, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Yes, you must know that our surname is Xiao, we are in the royal family, and there is no love in the royal family, only profit." If one day we have a conflict of interest, maybe we will draw our swords and kill each other. ”

"No, my knife will never be aimed at the fifth brother, whatever the fifth brother wants, I will give it to you, even if it is for my life, I will not blink my eyes, really." As soon as Xiao Mohan heard that one day he and the fifth brother would kill each other, he became anxious.

My life was given by the fifth brother, so how could I be your enemy.

"Neither will this king." After muttering a few words, Xiao Mochen immediately collected the chill in his eyes, his eyes fell back on Lige, looking at the pool of autumn water in her eyes, which was pure and clear, and there seemed to be countless starlight hidden in it, sweeping the darkness in his heart.

"Brother Han, Xiaojie has something to give you." Shen Zhijie rushed up first, put his hands behind his back, and said mysteriously.

Tilting his head to the side, Xiao Mohan adjusted his breath, stiffly squeezed out a smile, and asked, "What is it?"

"When the lanterns are made on the fifteenth day, don't the people have the custom of wearing masks, na, this is for you, Xiao Ge'er said, this is very good for you." With smiling eyes, Shen Zhijie saw that the mask that had been hidden behind him handed it to Xiao Mohan.

Xiao Mohan's brows moved, and there was a wave of emotion in his heart, it felt so good to be remembered, especially when he received her gift.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, Xiao Mohan took the mask, and glanced at it in turn, the corners of his mouth immediately sank, and twitched regularly.

What the hell is this!

Seeing Lige holding back a wicked smile, Xiao Mochen finally glanced at the mask handed over by Shen Zhijie curiously.

It was a pink pig's head mask, small eyes, an exaggerated round nose, a large grin behind the ears, and the greasy, glowing plateau red on the cheeks.

Seeing Xiao Mohan's red, purple and black face, Xiao Mochen felt much better, he was more willing to accept the ugly clay doll than this mask.

The autumn wind passed, the leaves fell, and the scene was embarrassing and silent for a while.

"Brother Han, don't you like this mask?" The moment he spoke, Shen Zhijie's brows had already gathered coldness, and his displeasure was overflowing.

Yes, I don't like it, the master is so handsome and dashing, how could he like this ugly, greasy pig's head mask.

The woman who left the song is really a harmful spirit, the years are not good, and I have repeatedly bumped into her, I bah!

Xiao Mohan, who took a hard bite in his heart, suddenly laughed, but laughing was more ugly than crying, and said with a clear conscience: "I like it, I like it, I like it, pig head, how cute, hehe, I like it."

"Brother Han likes it." Shen Zhijie laughed at this time, and suddenly turned his head to Lige and said, "Little Ge'er, what about King Chen?" Let's give it together. ”

"Oh, yes." left the song to patronize the play, and she also bought one for Xiao Mochen, and almost forgot to give it to him.

"Na, Xiao Mochen, this is for you." Lige stretched out her hand, and the mask she had been holding in her hand was finally exposed to everyone's eyes, almost blinding the eyes of those present.

Before Xiao Mochen could react, someone had already started to laugh with his stomach in his hands.

"Hahaha! Laughing to death, master, what kind of vision do you have when you leave the song, you actually picked such a girl's chirping mask for the fifth brother, it's not as good as my pig's head, hahaha! ”

Lige: "Shut up!"

Shen Zhijie: "Shut up!"

Xiao Mohan held his stomach and laughed to tears, but before he could laugh enough, he was stopped by someone viciously.

With an embarrassed smile on his face, he straightened up, snorted coldly in disbelief, turned around, and felt very aggrieved.

Shen Zhijie, a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised, turned his arms outward, and he is not wrong, the side is full of flowers, which are inlaid with a lot of crystal glittering masks, which are originally things worn by girls, and the woman who is away from singing has a problem with her vision, so she didn't let him laugh, and helped her to kill me.

How unreasonable!

The more Xiao Mohan thought about it, the more angry he became, but when he skimmed his fifth brother's angry ears, he felt much better, compared to the mask worn by that girl, he would rather choose the simple pig's head mask.

Xiao Mochen's phoenix eyes shone brightly under his long eyebrows, just like a fire born in the thorn bushes, I don't know if it was the sunlight or the light emitted from the mask in the singer.

He finally shook his hand and took the colorful mask, frowned, and asked, "Why did Ge'er choose this mask?"

"Because this is the best match for your temperament." Xiao Mochen is a fairy, he wants to pick the most beautiful and dazzling flowers, so that such a mask can match his temperament.

Lige smiled secretly and asked expectantly, "How is it?" Xiao Mochen, do you like it? ”

Putting the mask back into his sleeve, Xiao Mochen smiled helplessly, answered the question, and said, "On the fifteenth, I will wear it."

He had the mentality of luck, anyway, after wearing a mask, no one would recognize anyone, and it would not be a shame.

After saying hello to Xiao Mohan, Xiao Mochen took Lige and left.

Lonely moonlit night, North City Tower.

The North City Tower is the highest place in Jinling City, and it is even higher than the Wuxin Tower in Wuxin Lake.

The highest part of the city tower was empty, because the guards were all below, and there were only two thin figures above, Bai Suxin, and her newly promoted personal maid, Xiu'er.

The wind in the city tower was very strong, and Bai Suxin's cumbersome and complicated palace skirt was blown up, and the wind hunted and hunted on his face, as painful as a knife.

She looked in the direction of Beiyi stupidly, and after a while, a few lines of clear tears rolled down, dripping on the stone slab, and bewitching flowers appeared.