Mu Xiuhan has been chasing the animal that caused his mother to be humiliated and died, but there was no result.

It wasn't until now that she had forced Wei to this extent that she accidentally said it.

But who was that man?

Since he is the master of the palace, there are only those masters who are the same age as his mother.

In the previous battle for Emperor Qianyuan's succession, the means were really ruthless.

The only few princes of the first emperor also died at the hands of Emperor Qianyuan, and now only one younger brother remains.

That is, the ninth brother of Emperor Qianyuan, the emperor's uncle Zhao Yan, the king of Jibei, who lives the most non-existent today.

That person is an enlarged version of Mu Xiuming, who was born weak and sickly.

He also has a very eccentric temperament, does not like to be lively, unwilling to socialize, and does not like extravagance.

His only hobby is carving wood, carving patterns and objects from all kinds of wood.

Although he is a prince, he feels crazy and unorthodox.

Therefore, Emperor Qianyuan did not leave a way back for the other brothers, but gave King Jibei a way to live.

If you don't like wood, you can seal it to Jibei, a wild place where birds don't.

It is not fully developed and is inhabited by a small number of uncivilized indigenous people.

It is extremely far away from the capital, and in the fiefdom, except for hunting, there is not even a piece of land that can be planted, let alone any iron ore and copper mines.

The only thing that is commendable is that there are many trees in Jibei.

The king of Jibei was not so much exiled as he was made king in the wilderness by Emperor Qianyuan.

Fortunately, the only surviving imperial uncle has always carved wood seriously, and he and Qianyuan have nothing to do.

The only thing that can be envied about this unlucky prince is his appearance.

It is rumored that the king of Jibei is extremely beautiful and looks better than Pan An, but because of his simple residence, ordinary people rarely see this person.

Mu Xiuhan shook his head secretly, this kind of stupid waste emperor uncle who only knows how to carve wood has almost no intersection with his biological mother Wen.

Except for this person, the master of the palace who was about the same age as his mother was the only one left with the current saint.

Mu Xiuhan secretly smiled bitterly.

How can it be the emperor? Is he crazy?

If the emperor had taken a fancy to his biological mother, it would have been the bastard father in front of him who died back then.

The more Mu Xiuhan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, who was it?

Why is his father so jealous, Wei Shi didn't dare to say anything more after half of what he said.

This matter will be investigated slowly in the future, and now the matter at hand will be solved first.

His slender fingers, which were distinct and slender, gently pinched the letter of resignation that Mu Hou Ye had written for him, and sneered.

"Father, Zhu'er didn't slack off in the slightest after marrying into the Mu family, and all things were taken by those who didn't take the initiative to provoke her."

Wei's heart hates blood, who is scolding who doesn't have long eyes?

Mu Xiu looked at Mu Hou Ye and Wei coldly and said, "Since my father thinks that my wife's words and deeds are at a loss, then I also ask my father to divorce Wei." ”

"What did you say?" Mu Hou Ye didn't want him to say that.

"Are you crazy?" Mu Xitong roared out, "Where is there a child who forces his father to divorce his wife? ”

Mu Xiu sneered coldly, "I'm not crazy!" ”

There was a hint of evil charm on the corner of his lips and said, "A father can force his son to divorce his wife, why can't a son force his father to divorce his wife?" ”

"What kind of virtue is Wei? What has been done, my father knows in his heart! ”

"You...... Darn! "Mu Hou Ye was trembling by his unfilial piety.

Mu Xiuhan smiled faintly and said, "Father, how did Aunt He die, what my son still has in his hand is evidence." ”

"Why were you worn a so-called green hat by my mother, my son also has evidence in his hands for this."

"Yuzhu is very good, my son has identified this woman in his life."

He froze in his voice, and his voice sank.

If the father insists on forcing his son to divorce his wife, ask the father to change his wife. If you don't change ......"

Mu Xiu smiled coldly, "The scandal twenty years ago, my son is also willing to take it to the whole world and let the world judge it!" ”

"How can this be true? You bastard! Don't you dare? Mu Hou Ye was furious, this son of evil actually wanted to tell the saddest scandal in his heart.

The corners of Mu Xiuhan's lips hooked up a trace of coldness, and the book of resignation in his hand had been torn apart by him little by little.

"Father, don't you know if your son dares or not?"

"The son is no better than your obedient little son, and the son is naturally good at disobedience, farewell!"

"Stop! Unfilial son! Stop! ”

Mu Hou Ye picked up the tea cup on the desk and smashed it into Mu Xiuhan's head.

Mu Xiuhan's head tilted and dodged.

The tea cup smashed on the window frame and shattered into powder, and his steps did not stop at all, and he took Shen Yuzhu's hand and walked out quickly.

Fragments of a tea cup were left behind him, as well as the angry panting sound of Muhou Ye.

The night became a lot deeper, and Mu Xiuhan held Shen Yuzhu's hand tightly and walked along the gallery leading to Moyun Hall.

It wasn't until the servants around him were getting fewer and fewer that Mu Xiuhan let go of Shen Yuzhu's hand.

Her hands were soft and comfortable to hold, like holding a soft ball of cotton in her hands.

Although Mu Xiuhan was reluctant to let go, he was worried that he would surprise her, so he let go.

The man she likes in her heart is not him, it may be Lu Mingzhe's wife, right?

But he can't be generous, and he can't push her into the hands of other men.

"I'll move back to sleep tonight," Mu Xiuhan paused before finally giving this sentence.

Shen Yuzhu couldn't help but be stunned, and then thought