Since he was a child, he has never suffered this grievance, is it not even possible for him to complain now?

Mo Xingjiu, a madman, just has a bad brain! Could he be wrong?

He didn't!

The entourage worked hard and was kind and seductive: "The slave knows that you are uncomfortable, but this person has to bow his head under the eaves, and we are now in Dayin, so we must make a ......... Come on like that! ”

He originally wanted to say that the proton should have the appearance of a proton, but thinking of the current state of the second prince, he had no doubt that if he said this, his head would fall to the ground.

After all, even if a phoenix drops a branch, he is still a phoenix.

It's not something that a little person like them can compare.

What the second prince hates most now is the matter of protons.

But think about it, too, whoever can feel comfortable.

has been smooth sailing since he was born, this second prince is sometimes more majestic than the crown prince, and suddenly he was assigned to Da Yin as a proton, which makes people crazy to think about it!

No one can accept it.

It is said that the second prince almost broke out, but the emperor pressed him to talk in detail in the imperial study for several hours before he was appeased.

The second prince was even more sad and angry when he heard this, and the pressure of this time was about to drive him crazy.

He wanted to kill people, he wanted to kill Mo Xingjiu who appointed him to come to Dayin, he wanted to kill the puppet emperor who had been a humble proton, and he wanted to kill his mediocre father, he didn't want to think about it, just the virtue of the prince, without him, would he be able to support the future Southern Tang!

He was angry and hated.

He was originally only a few steps away from that position, but now, because of Mo Xingjiu's horizontal intervention, he was far away, thinking back to the prince's smug expression at the beginning, and the chess pieces that were out of control in an instant, he was so angry.

If Mo Xingjiu was in front of him, he would probably have to raise his knife and rush up to duel.

Of course, whether you can beat Mo Xingjiu or not, that's another story.

The entourage was still patiently comforting him, his mood was not nervous, and now he was also in the same boat, if the second prince had an accident outside, he would not want to go back to Nantang.

Therefore, he desperately hopes that the second prince can be a little more competitive and sensible, and it is best not to get mad at every turn. Who can withstand this?

Not to mention that Mo Xingjiu will do it when he gets the news, it's not a matter to say that they are worried all day long when they become subordinates.

Staring in the direction of Dayin Capital, the second prince slowly calmed down, but the dark and fierce light in his eyes never disappeared.

This humiliation, one day he will get it back.

Mo Xingjiu, Mo Jili, you all remember it to him, one day, he will make all of you kneel down and beg for mercy!

Especially Mo Jili, why is he!

The little pitiful worm turned into the high-flying Emperor Yin, even if he was just a puppet, it made him extremely uncomfortable.

The huge gap made this arrogant man wander the crazy border again and again.

Facing the dim starlight, he seemed to recall the time of the year.

Mo Jili was still young when he arrived in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the little one was sent into the palace, the black and white eyes did not have the impulse and curiosity of a child of that age, he was timid and nervous, and he was still dead in his life, so heavy that he seemed to have been pressed on a boulder, and he didn't like it when he looked at it.