The Blue Lotus King is not bad, but arrogant, and ...... Unwilling to defend yourself?

After getting used to the ubiquitous abuse, it was the first time that Yan Liwu had heard someone make a positive evaluation of the Qinglian King, and the person who surprised her was the person she trusted the most so far, Wen Moshu.

"Does the prince have a good relationship with King Qinglian?" Barely suppressing the urge to exclaim, Yan asked tentatively.

"It's not good, it's just that I have more contact with other people, so I know better." Wen Moshu wiped off the medicine powder from his palm, turned around and sat down at the round table, looking like he had no intention of leaving. After being silent for a while, Wen Mo showed a stunned expression: "Before Chu Ci helped me, he was one of my father's closest secret ministers, and he had told him some topics that his father had never talked to outsiders, including a lot of things about King Qinglian. In addition, I am not like Mo Zheng, who is busy punishing bad people all day long, jealous and hateful, and I don't have any grudges with King Qinglian like the prince of Dingyuan, yes, there is no hostility when I usually meet, and it is common to say hello and say a few words, and I have become one of the people who are close to King Qinglian. ”

The most taboo preconceived to evaluate others, Yan Liwu knew that Wen Moshu was a person who valued feelings and spoke of faithfulness, and heard Wen Moshu say that the relationship with King Qinglian was not bad, so he had some guesses about his behavior of whitewashing King Qinglian.

"Everyone in the world says that King Qinglian confuses the king and chaos the country, and a lot of evidence is also placed there and there is no room for quibbling. Now that the prince is still defending King Qinglian like this, isn't he afraid that others will accuse the prince of colluding with King Qinglian? The tone was full of worry, but it did not contain any doubts or questions.

"Why aren't you afraid? If I'm not afraid, will I be silent until now, and I won't come forward to clear her grievances? Wen Moshu let out a self-deprecating wry smile, and a trace of gloom flashed in her soft eyes, "Miss Yan said that she is not a kind person, how can I be the King of Yongshan who values love and righteousness in other people's mouths?" Knowing that many of the stigma of the Qinglian King is not true, I am worried that if I speak out, I will attract attack, and even use Miss Yan to pretend to be the Qinglian King for my own personal gain...... Miss Yan, don't think I'm carried away by feelings, I'm sober. Many things in this world are wrong, and the truth is often unknown. ”

Yan Liwu lowered his eyebrows, becoming more and more dazed: "I don't know what is true and what is false, everyone tells me differently, and they are blaming others, but the prince is blaming himself." ”

"I blame myself because I did something that I was sorry for." Sighing almost silently, Wen Moshu coughed a few times, and then returned to the charge of King Qinglian, "Did Miss Yan think about one thing, everyone accused King Qinglian of bewitching the king's heart, but why did she return to Qinglian Palace instead of accompanying her in the palace when her father was seriously ill and dying?" ”

"This ...... I really didn't think about it, but now that I think about it, it's really a little strange. ”

Yan Li's response was not to echo it casually, but to really feel strange - King Qinglian should know how much hatred he was carrying, and understand that once the first emperor died, she would definitely become the target of public criticism. In this case, the most important thing she should do is to ask for a death-free gold medal or something like that before the first emperor dies, or quickly escape from the palace and fly away, why should she return to Qinglian Palace alone? Without the protection of the first emperor, it should be the most dangerous place, right? And then the facts also showed that King Qinglian's actions were simply sent to death.

"King Qinglian knew that she would die, but she wanted to go back, so I let Chu Ci-"

Wen Moshu was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by footsteps outside the door, and his slender fingers pressed on the door, and then revealed Chu Ci's handsome face with shrewdness hidden in elegance: "Isn't it time for the prince to take medicine?" ”

"Is it so late?" Wen Moshu glanced at the sky outside, got up apologetically and bowed to Yan Li, "Miss Yan will rest for a while, and I'll go and arrange dinner." ”

If it doesn't appear early or late, it doesn't appear sooner rather than later, and he intervenes sideways at a critical moment, and he understands that this eighty percent is a deliberate interruption by Chu Ci, but he can't say it clearly. So far, she doesn't even have a place to stay, and it is enough to be in the hands of the three Wen family members, so the best choice is to shut up and pretend to be dumb, and don't ask anything that shouldn't be asked.

Someone took the initiative to say that it was a different matter.

Chu Ci did not stay to talk to Yan Liwu, but went out with Wen Moshu, one after the other, but only half a step.

"The prince has been questioned before because he didn't participate in the attack on King Qinglian and other things, and now he wants to resist pressure in order to protect Miss Yan? With all due respect, with the current position of the prince's power, it is not wise to want to compete with the prince of Dingyuan, and it is better to return the person as soon as possible. ”

Wen Moshu slowed down, his shoulders trembled with the cough, and he shook his head lightly: "Last time, I listened to your suggestion, and ruthlessly used Miss Yan to take away the assets of King Qinglian as military salary, and put on the same posture as other powerful ministers' of 'loyalty to the liver and courage to clear the king's side', and I still regret it in my heart, this time, I have to protect Miss Yan." You and I both know that King Qinglian is not a traitorous person, and Miss Yan is even more innocent, no matter what Mo Zheng and the prince of Dingyuan do, I hope to let Miss Yan get rid of these conspiracies, even if she can't get rid of it for a while, then at least let her not carry too much, so that she doesn't have the courage to persevere. ”

"She can't hold on? The prince's mercy and cherishing jade can be taken back, that girl is not a good stubble that is more worry-free than King Qinglian. A keen gaze flashed from Chu Ci's eyes, her thin lips were slightly raised, and she was still that unpredictable smile, "I have inquired privately, she had a very good relationship with the Ye family brothers and sisters when she was in the border army in Northern Xinjiang, and it seems that she also married Jin Lan with an important person in Junzilou, and when she was lynched by Concubine Yun during the day, the prince should have seen her eyes, right?" Is that the gaze of a gentle and pure woman? In short, this woman is not simple, and the prince should be more careful not to fall into the love of children. ”

A sentence of children's love choked Wen Mo into speechlessness, and sighed gloomily, half wryly and half melancholy: "How many times have I met before I got into the love of children?" Besides, even if I have a heart, how can Miss Yan be a sick and sick waste? I just want to help her get away from the chaos of right and wrong, and I don't want to do anything more than that. ”

"The prince said that there is no no, there is no one, I should not have seen it."

Some people speak softer and choker, and Chu Ci is one of them. Wen Moshu shook his head again and again to admit defeat, neither admitting nor denying it, but the worry between his eyebrows became stronger: "After all, the prince of Dingyuan is a member of the Junzilou, I am afraid that he will be ruthless to Miss Yan again, and he must find a way to place Miss Yan properly before he comes back." ”

"Ordinary women are naturally easy to deal with, and the prince simply marries him to be the princess, but if the other party is the king of Qinglian......" Chu Ci deliberately paused for a while, took a deep breath and restored his positive color, "The best way is to send things away." ”

The new emperor ascended the throne, the imperial court was initially decided, and the civil chaos had not completely subsided. Obviously there are Wen Mozheng and Wen Moqing competing one after another, and there are countless forces in the dark, can she, an ignorant and vulnerable woman, survive safely in this troubled world?

The beautiful eyes that only foreign people have stared at the clouds in the sky for a long time, and then, Chu Ci suddenly gave Wen Moshu, who was hesitant, an unexpected suggestion.

"Perhaps...... It's time for the prince to talk openly and honestly with the two brothers. ”

There is a small pavilion less than ten miles away from the east gate of the imperial capital of the Yuan Kingdom, and there is no one on weekdays, but at this time, there is a pot of wine, two cups of chess, and a game of chess that seems to be in a predicament, and there are two people with similar eyebrows at the table.

"It was said that you went to Anzhou, and you didn't come back until the end of the year, but you didn't expect to come here to drink tea and play chess with the old man. Moqing, is there any trouble that the old man needs to give you some advice? King Dingyuan, who was clinging to the chess pieces, smiled and groaned, looking at his calm son opposite him with anticipation.

"My father is not too young, why do you still like to talk nonsense in broad daylight?" Wen Moqing fell easily, ate a large piece of chess from King Dingyuan in a blink of an eye, served tea indifferently, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I don't spread the news that I went to Anzhou, those people will definitely not be able to eat well, sleep unsteadily, and will not show their feet, how can I find someone?" ”

"It's also your cousin anyway, keep some virtue in your words, and be careful of being hated."

"Then they don't have to calculate me behind my back."

King Dingyuan didn't know all about Wen Moqing, but he knew that Wen Moqing's mission this time was to take Yan Liwu to Anzhou, and he disappeared mysteriously halfway, which was one of the shames in his life for Wen Moqing, who was cautious in everything, and naturally his anger was a little bigger than usual.

"By the way, Moqing, there have been some dissatisfaction with the emperor in the court recently, do you know?" In order to no longer look at his son's unhappy face, King Dingyuan changed the topic knowingly.

Wen Moqing's slender fingers fiddled with the chess pieces in the basket, as if she was a little careless: "About Concubine Yun?" Speaking of which, I would like to thank her, if she hadn't made a big fuss in the torture room, maybe I wouldn't have noticed that Yan Li's worries were right under my nose. Interestingly, the two brothers, King Cijun and King Yongshan, through their competition for words and worries, I can almost guess that Chu Ci and Wu Nian are competing in the back, and judging from the current situation, Wu Nian may be the sullen one. ”

"After all, Gongzi Chu is the confidant of the first emperor, and his ability must not be underestimated, although your fellow senior brother is also quite capable, but he is still a little tender, according to the old man, he will become a person from the side of King Yongshan."

With a click, the inky pieces pressed heavily on the board.

"She dares."

It was rare to see his son showing the expression of being poked in the underbelly, King Dingyuan enjoyed himself, twisting his beard and squinting slightly: "Why don't you dare?" It seems that the girl surnamed Yan is not from your gentleman's building, so there is no need to obey you, right? King Yongshan is gentle and polite, and has a good demeanor, which girl doesn't like it when she sees it? You ...... like this" King Dingyuan looked Wen Moqing up and down, and shook his head regretfully: "You have a straight face all day long and don't understand the amorous feelings, so Bisheng is willing to marry you." ”

At the mention of Bi Sheng, Wen Moqing's face was a little cold.

"I won't marry Bisheng."

Suddenly got up and grabbed his sword, Wen Moqing looked sideways at the strong city wall of the imperial capital, his long and straight body facing the breeze, and his clothes were lightly raised.

"Father, do you believe it? Leave your worries...... Sooner or later, she'll be back in my hands. ”