The night is shallow towards the moon, and the dark fragrance is light with the wind.

Song Xiaomin smiled helplessly, "When I don't speak, you think I'm bored." If I say a few more words, you think I'm talking too much. ”

Ye Mu Tao pouted his lips excitedly, "This place is already half a ghost town, I'm not in the mood to ......"

"This is a ghost town; But you're here today......" Song Xiaomin put his hands on his shoulders, "This ghost town also smells of people." ”

“…… I haven't seen you for a few days, how did you become so sour? ”

"Isn't it to please you? Besides, you and I will be separated for more than a few days. It's been twenty-seven days, to be exact. ”

Ye Mutao sighed in a low voice, although he was not as cold as Fang Cai, but he still carried some resentment, "Prime Minister's case, you just threw it to me...... You don't even know how I've survived this month. ”

"Prime Minister's case...... Song Xiaomin restrained his tenderness, "That case involves a lot of things, if I interfere again, I don't know how many people will die, I can only embarrass you...... Does Your Majesty blame you? ”

"Father, he ...... Hey, it's better to blame me for not doing things well, so don't mention it. ”

Song Xiaomin wanted to hug the person into his arms, but he couldn't bear to let him stick to his official uniform stained with filthy blood.

took his arm and entered the house, "When you settle the people here, and when I find what Your Majesty ordered, you and I will make a great contribution." At that time, Your Majesty will naturally be impressed by you......"

"You don't understand!" Ye Mutao was annoyed, "There is only one person in my father's heart who can afford this country, and that person will never be me!" ”

Song Xiaomin held his face, "If even you don't have confidence in yourself, then how can others trust you?" ”

"I'm not without ......"

"Now, even if His Majesty has the intention to let His Royal Highness Jing succeed him, he can't have no scruples. Besides, I still have a killer weapon in my hand, which can make His Royal Highness Jing ruined overnight...... Compared to another opponent, His Highness Jing really had nothing to fear. ”

"Another opponent?" Ye Mutao looked dazed.

"It can't be said that it is an opponent......" Song Xiaomin's back suddenly felt a chill, "It's just that if I touch his reverse scales, I don't know how to deal with it......"

"The guy you're talking about...... Is it Hou Ye? ”

Song Xiaomin nodded lightly, "He has also arrived in Yan'an." ”

"Huh?" Ye Mutao was really shocked at this moment, "Isn't he ......?" ”

"Oh, I didn't expect that. But a few days ago, Lord Yanagi did see him. ”

Ye Mutao couldn't help but hesitate.

In the past six months, Luo Jing has not been peaceful.

Although the second prince is not inferior to the eldest prince, his temperament is far less gentle and peaceful than Ye Mujing.

After he was made the crown prince, the attacks and difficulties of the supporters of Ye Mujing in the past have not stopped.

To this day, he has established his prestige in the DPRK, and outsiders will naturally not understand the bitterness during this period.

If it weren't for Song Xiaomin's always putting pressure on him at critical moments, he might have retreated a long time ago.

And a few months ago, the imperial court suffered another rather tricky blow.

The case was initially tried by Dali Temple, and the verdict was "well-dressed".

After the investigation, Song Xiaomin was the first to notice the strangeness.

Many times, the truth doesn't matter—both for the people and for the monarch.

People just need a plausible reason to be able to move on with their lives in peace.

For Song Xiaomin, instead of revealing the bloody truth, it is better to keep the world in the dark for the rest of his life.