"Master?" Mo Ting's pupils dilated, and he stared at Yan Qingyu with wide eyes.

"These bat killers, are they all His Majesty's people?" Mo Qiu obviously looked incredulous, looked at Yan Qingyu, frowned, and said: "Master, you are loyal to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty values you, how can you send assassins to assassinate you again and again, kill you, wouldn't Your Majesty cut off your arm......"

Without waiting for Mo Qiu to finish questioning, Mo Ting snorted coldly: "Your Majesty, where is the master, it is clear that the master is at the mercy of a chess piece, now that the master's power is bigger, the Imperial Jin Army's edict is one heart, but the master is the first to look forward, Your Majesty is afraid that he will not be able to suppress the master, and he will not be able to find the master's fault and take back the imperial Jin Army's edict, so he can only secretly make a trip!" ”

"Even if the Imperial Jin Army has one heart and only obeys our Governor, but the Governor is loyal to His Majesty and has no two hearts, how can His Majesty be so suspicious of the Governor? Do you want to put the Overseer to death? Mo Qiu frowned.

"To put it bluntly, it's not that Your Majesty himself is suspicious and can't trust the Overseer. Even if the Overseer doesn't have two hearts, His Majesty can't see that the Overseer has complete control over the entire Imperial Brocade Army Edict, after all, this Imperial Brocade Edict Prison is Your Majesty's. Mo Ting said.

"This ......" Mo Qiu looked at Yan Qingyu with some concern, "Master, if Your Majesty really has a murderous heart for you, what should you ......do?"

Yan Qingyu put her hands behind her back, her brows furrowed, and her pupils were a little deep.

I only heard Mo Ting say again: "The Imperial Jin Army is in charge of the security of the entire imperial city, but it is only loyal to the overseer, how can Your Majesty rest assured, naturally want to take back the Imperial Jin Army's edict." ”

"Your Majesty is the most favored overseer on weekdays, even if Your Majesty wants to take back the Imperial Jin Army's edict, you don't have to kill the overseer......"

"Your Majesty favors our master, to put it bluntly, isn't it to use the master? Besides, didn't the perverted murderer named Sun Peng in the past still say that General Xiaoyong was killed by His Majesty? If this is true, how can Your Majesty tolerate our master? Mo Ting said indignantly.

"This ......" Mo Qiu's face was worried, and Mo Ting looked at each other.

But seeing that their master didn't say a word, indifferent and calm and natural, the two of them were in a hurry, and called in unison, "Master? ”

A trace of sadness flashed in Yan Qingyu's eyes, she took a deep breath, a wicked smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, and turned around with her hands behind her back and walked out.

"Master, my subordinates have been talking for a long time, but you should give a response." Mo Ting chased after him and said hurriedly.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, when has the governor been afraid!" Yan Qingyu replied domineeringly.

"Master......" Mo Qiu also followed.

"Go home and sleep!" Yan Qingyu dropped this sentence and walked out of the prison without looking back.

Mo Qiu and Mo Ting looked at each other, dumbfounded, and stared at each other with wide eyes.

…

The news that Nangong Qi was going to stay in the Hao Palace, shocked everyone in the royal family for a while, especially since this matter was raised by the third prince to His Majesty personally.

Zhao Zibi took a look at the early dynasty and made a detour to Yongwang's mansion.

"It is strange that His Royal Highness the Seventh suddenly moved into the Haowang Mansion, and what is even more strange is that this matter was proposed to His Majesty by the Third Prince himself, and His Majesty even agreed, which play are these two singing?" Zhao Zibi looked old, shook his head and said incomprehensibly.

Nangong Yong sat on the chaise longue, holding the Buddha beads tightly in his right hand, turning them one by one, his brows were a little tight, and he was also puzzled, "My nephew can't figure it out, it stands to reason that the third brother should try his best to win over the seventh brother, how can he push him out?" Or push it to the Haowang Mansion? It's incredible! ”

"Even His Majesty actually agreed to the Seventh Highness to live in the Haowang Mansion, which is really incomprehensible......"

"Father and emperor listen to the words of the third brother like this, the signs are wrong......" Nangong Yong thought for a moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the rotating Buddha beads suddenly paused, and turned his head to look at Zhao Zibi, "Uncle, if the crown prince is overthrown, will the position of the prince fall to Nangong Yu's head?" ”

Zhao Zibi's heart tightened, shook his head slightly and sighed, "It's hard to say, Your Majesty's mind can't guess." Besides, the current matter makes people wonder what these three highnesses and His Majesty mean? ”

"Well, this king has no intention of doing these mundane things." Nangong Yong closed his eyes slightly, and the Buddha beads in his hand turned again.

Zhao Zibi frowned and glanced at him, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the back door of King Yong's Mansion with his hands behind his back.

…

Nangong Yu was busy with affairs, and as soon as he entered the Yu Palace, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him, "The prince is back, and His Royal Highness is waiting for you in the front hall." ”

The corners of Nangong Yu's mouth hooked a subtle sneer, and he naturally knew it, "This king knows." ”

When I came to the front hall, I saw Nangong Hui sitting on the soft couch gently, sipping tea.

Seeing Nangong Yu walk in, Nangong Hui hurriedly got up and saluted, "Bihui has seen the third brother." ”

"Fourth brother, please take a seat, we two brothers don't have to be polite." Nangong Yu smiled.

Nangong Hui shook off his white robe and sat down, he didn't like to beat around the bush on weekdays, and said bluntly: "Bihui heard that the seventh brother is going to live in the Haowang Mansion, but is there such a thing?" ”

Nangong Yu smiled lightly, and said seemingly casually: "The fourth brother teaches in Hongwen Academy, and he doesn't even go back to the Hui Mansion often on weekdays, so he is well-informed about the news outside. ”

"The king doesn't care about the news on the side, but the matter of the seventh brother, the king still cares a little bit." Nangong Hui smiled and said with a righteous attitude.

"The seventh brother is also the younger brother of this king, and his affairs are not only concerned with the fourth brother." Nangong Yu smiled lightly while sipping tea.

"I know that the third brother has always favored the seventh brother, but Bihui heard that the matter of letting the seventh brother live in the Haowang Mansion was proposed by the third brother to his father, I don't know if this matter is true?" Nangong Hui looked at Nangong Yu and asked.

Nangong Yu did not shy away from it, put down the teacup in his hand, and turned his head to look at Nangong Hui, "It is this king." ”

Nangong Hui frowned and was puzzled, "Third brother, why is this?" ”

Nangong Yu smiled lightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and said without being salty or light: "This is also what my father meant?" ”

"How is that possible?" Nangong Hui's face was incredulous.

"How can you and I speculate about my father's thoughts?"

"What does the third brother mean by proposing to his father that the seventh brother should live in the Haowang Mansion?"

"The king's thoughts, the fourth brother should not speculate." The corners of Nangong Yu's mouth hooked a smile, but his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Nangong Hui frowned, his face was a little ugly, "The seventh brother has a simple temperament, the third brother doesn't want to involve him in this treacherous situation!" ”

Nangong Yu sneered, turned his head and looked at Nangong Hui meaningfully, "The fourth brother really feels sorry for the seventh brother, but let the seventh brother live in the Haowang Mansion, this king doesn't know what's wrong?" This king doesn't mind, what do you mind? ”

Nangong Hui was stunned for a moment, looked at Nangong Yu meaningfully, was silent for a moment, and then smiled lightly, "Also, the third brother is not afraid to push the seventh brother out, what is Bihui worried about?" What's more, the father also agreed to this matter, but Bihui was too careful. ”