Chapter 252: Yongwang's Mansion Rare Guest
Nangong Yong took the portrait, slowly unfolded it, took a closer look, couldn't help but admire, and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Zibi, "Fresh and refined, it's a rare wonderful person." Just a portrait is so moving, you can imagine that this woman was born extremely beautiful. ”
"And then?" Zhao Zibi frowned and looked at him.
Nangong Yong lowered her head, took a few more looks, and shook her head a little puzzled, "A very ordinary woman, except for being extremely beautiful, my nephew didn't find anything special?" ”
"Doesn't Yong'er think that a person is somewhat similar to her?" Zhao Zibi reminded.
Nangong Yong glanced at Zhao Zibi vigilantly, lowered his head again, and fixed his eyes on the red and blood-weeping cinnabar mole between the eyebrows of the woman in the painting.
"Could it be ......" Nangong Yong raised his head and looked at Zhao Zibi. Staring at the balls with big eyes.
Zhao Zibi nodded, his brows furrowed a little, "In this way, it makes sense." ”
"Uncle means that his father is ...... He is ......" Nangong Yong was a little shocked.
"That's why, in the past three years, my uncle has spared no effort to get rid of him." Zhao Zibi's face was a little gloomy, "Because my uncle is afraid, afraid that the efforts of all of us are just making a wedding dress for someone." ”
"Impossible!" Nangong Yong questioned, "If that's the case, why didn't my father justify him?" ”
"What if it's to protect him?" Zhao Zibi's index finger tapped lightly on the tabletop. He reminded in a cold voice: "Your Majesty's mind is impossible to guess at all, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case." If there really is such a case, all our efforts will not be in vain! ”
Nangong Yong took a deep breath and frowned: "Uncle is not too worried, just a portrait is not enough to prove anything!" What's more, he is the son of General Bai! ”
"But his surname is not Bai, doesn't Yong'er think it's strange?" Zhao Zibi reminded.
Nangong Yong's heart lifted up, and she looked at Zhao Zibi with shocked eyes.
"Yong'er, I'd rather kill by mistake than let go." Zhao Zibi reminded in a cold voice.
Nangong Yong took a deep breath. Looking down at the portrait, he nodded slightly, "Uncle is right, even if it is killed by mistake, it should not be taken lightly." ”
"Yong'er, although your lameness cannot be cured, but when you become the emperor in the future, no one will dare to say anything!" Zhao Zibi said.
"My nephew was born with a disability, and even if he succeeds in winning the heir in the future, I'm afraid that even the courtiers will not be able to accept a lame emperor." Nangong Yong sighed, his face was a little depressed, and he said depressedly.
Seeing him so self-deprecating, Zhao Zibi was helpless and distressed, "Yong'er, you are the orthodox concubine of the royal family, and the position of the prince should be yours!" Even if it is Nangong Mo, he is just the son of the successor, not to mention those lowly concubines! They don't deserve to fight with you! ”
Nangong Yong's brows furrowed a little, handed the portrait in his hand to Zhao Zibi, and made up his mind: "Everything is subject to my uncle's arrangement." ”
Zhao Zibi nodded with satisfaction and tore the portrait in his hand to shreds, "Yong'er has already seen the portrait, so this portrait can't be kept." Yong'er, don't worry, Uncle will definitely help you up to that dragon chair! ”
Nangong Yong nodded.
"Uncle has his own faction above the court, never participated in partisan disputes, and now His Majesty has a lot of trust in his uncle, and his uncle chooses to keep his eyes open, that is, to let the prince and the three princes fight for both sides, so that we can take advantage of the opportunity." Zhao Zibi said.
Nangong Yong sneered, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "Father probably thinks that this king is a cripple, and he definitely doesn't have the slightest intention to win the heir, so I'm afraid I have long forgotten that he still has such a son as this king." ”
"Wouldn't it be better for Yong'er to hide in the dark and keep quiet?" Zhao Zibi had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Very good." Nangong Yong's pupils were deep, and he squinted and sneered.
Zhao Zibi picked up a chess piece and put it on the chessboard, and said nonchalantly: "Sometimes, life is like a chess game, and every step of the decision can affect the whole body, so be cautious." ”
Hearing a crisp clapping sound, Zhao Zibi and Nangong Yong were startled at the same time, and they all turned their heads to look at the entrance of the hall.
"The game is like life. It's appropriate. Nangong Shuo had a smile on the corner of his mouth and clapped his hands.
"Sixth Highness?" Zhao Zibi was dumbfounded, and Nangong Yong glanced at each other, obviously a little shocked.
"This king came to visit the second brother, but I didn't expect that Uncle Guo was also there." Nangong Shuo smiled lightly.
Zhao Zibi hurriedly stood up and looked at him with a vigilant expression, "I wonder when His Royal Highness the Sixth came here?" ”
"Don't hide it from my uncle, this king just arrived, and when he saw that the room was lit up, and there was no one waiting outside the hall, he was rude for a while, so he walked in by himself." Nangong Shuo said seriously.
Seeing that Nangong Shuo didn't look like he was lying, Zhao Zibi and Nangong Yong glanced at each other, making sure that he hadn't heard the previous conversation, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"The sixth brother has not been communicated. I broke into the king's mansion privately, I'm afraid I have something to talk to the king in private, right? I don't know what happened when the sixth brother came suddenly? Nangong Yong looked up at Nangong Shuo and asked straight to the point.
As the saying goes, there is nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace. Nangong Shuo came in the middle of the night, still secretly avoiding everyone in the mansion, Nangong Yong naturally felt that he couldn't just come to visit him.
"Since the second brother broke his word, and the younger brother didn't sell the guanzi, the younger brother came today to cooperate with the second brother." Nangong Shuodao.
"Cooperation?" Nangong Yong and Zhao Zibi were startled at the same time, glanced at each other, and looked at him vigilantly, unable to guess his intentions.
"Exactly, cooperation." Nangong Shuo said seriously.
"Sixth brother, what do you mean?" Nangong Yong had to be suspicious.
In the eyes of everyone, Nangong Shuo is Nangong Hao's person, and when he came suddenly, Nangong Yong and Zhao Zibi would consider Nangong Hao's body.
"I'm afraid Your Highness has misunderstood something. His Royal Highness has lived in the mansion for a long time, does not ask about the world, and only focuses on the Buddha. Zhao Zibi said.
Nangong Shuo laughed, looked at Zhao Zibi meaningfully, and said nonchalantly: "Uncle Guo is really joking, if the second brother is dedicated to Buddha, how can he be so leisurely and elegant to sit and talk with Uncle Guo in the middle of the night?" Uncle Guo will go to court early tomorrow, and if he doesn't go to bed at such an hour, I'm afraid that my body can't bear it. ”
"This ......" Zhao Zibi was dumbfounded for a while.
After all, his uncle didn't sleep in the middle of the night, what did he have to talk about with a person who was dedicated to Buddha.
"The sixth brother has something to say." Nangong Yong said vigilantly.
"The little brother never beats around the bush." Nangong Shuo took a deep breath, frowned and said seriously: "I originally thought that the second brother didn't have the heart to win the heir, but when I see it tonight, I'm afraid it's not easy for the second brother......"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Without waiting for Nangong Shuo to finish speaking, Nangong Yong's heart tightened and scolded him.
Nangong Shuo smiled lightly and continued: "Don't hide it from the second brother, the younger brother also has the heart to win the heir. ”
Nangong Yong and Zhao Zibi glanced at each other, dumbfounded, and turned their heads to look at Nangong Shuo, obviously shocked by what he said. , 。