After scolding Zhao Lichuan, but not seeing Zhao Lichuan answer, Murong Li followed Zhao Lichuan's line of sight, and when he saw the slowly approaching carriage, he guessed that the person who came here should be someone who was very important to Zhao Lichuan.

Squinted slightly at the carriage.

Although gorgeous, the colors are not bright, but a little old-fashioned......

He suddenly remembered that Zhao Lichuan's biological father had died on the battlefield, and he still had a mother alive.

I heard that the old lady was kind and kind, and she was in good health, but since the death of her old lady, she didn't go out much, and devoted herself to worshipping the Buddha all day long, and didn't care about anything.

Looking at Zhao Lichuan's expression, could it be the old lady who came?

None of the people spoke anymore until the carriage slowly drove out of the city gate and stopped three feet behind Zhao Lichuan.

Zhao Lichuan hurriedly turned over and dismounted.

"Mother, your old man is not waiting in the house, why did you come out of the city?"

He hurriedly walked over, lifted the curtain of the carriage himself, and dutifully stretched out his arm to let his mother help him by the arm to get out of the carriage.

The moment the curtain of the car was opened, the old man who was sitting in the car with a calm temperament and simple clothes also fell into the eyes of Murong Li in the distance.

He has excellent eyesight, and even from such a distance, he can see the old man's facial features clearly.

It was because he saw it clearly that he was suddenly stunned.

The old man......

Why does it seem familiar?

He tried to find information about the old man in his memory, but he didn't know if it was too long ago or only one side, although he felt familiar, he never remembered where he had seen it.

While he was pondering, the old lady Mu Jiarong was already supporting Zhao Lichuan's subordinate carriage.

She took the tiger-headed cane handed by the maid, patted Zhao Lichuan's hand, and said with a smile, "I'll take a look, the son that the emperor gave you, the grandson he gave me, what he looks like-"

Zhao Lichuan's face became gentle because he saw his mother, and when his mother's words came out, he became dark as the bottom of a pot again.

The Dog Emperor took Murong Li to respond to him, if he wasn't afraid of being accused of rebellion, he would have wanted to kill Murong Li, but his mother actually happily recognized this grandson!

He stared at his mother Mu Jiarong with heavy eyes.

A voice in his heart asked unwillingly, Mother, have you forgotten that your own grandson has just died three months ago! That kid who has always liked you and had a very good relationship with your grandchildren, he was killed by someone in the royal family! Not only do you not resent the royal family for his death, but you like Murong Li so much, aren't you afraid that your own grandchildren will cry at your bedside tonight!

How could the old lady not feel her son's suppressed anger and unwillingness?

She glanced at Zhao Lichuan sideways, shook his arm with her fingers, shook her head and said, "Chuan'er, you only have two choices, either kill Murong Li now, and then immediately take your man-made rebellion, kill all the way to the capital to pull the emperor down, and become the emperor yourself; Either you will obey the order and happily welcome the seven princes sent by the emperor into Weizhou City to be your sons, in exchange for Weizhou City and the capital not disturbing each other and being peaceful. You don't dare to rebel and you don't obey the order, what are you trying to do now? ”

Zhao Lichuan looked at Murong Li, and a murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

The old lady sighed, "Before you make up your mind to rebel, for the sake of your Weizhou City, for the sake of the people, and for the sake of your daughter, you can only endure it, and it is useless to be reckless, but it will put you in a dilemma." ”