Chapter 20 It's just a matter of exploitation

"This woman who doesn't know what to do dares to ......" As soon as Ling Mochen returned to the palace, the attendants all felt a burst of coolness, wait, woman? The third prince will still be angry because of women, isn't this a mistake?

"Hey! Tsing Yi, you said that our master wouldn't be really emotional this time, right? Chasing Feng said to a boy who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and said with a gossipy face: I am really curious which big guy can capture the master...... No, I'm not done yet, this kid is getting bigger and smaller. Before he could say a few words, Tsing Yi left in a hurry. But in an inconspicuous corner of the palace, a man dressed in black, sitting on a stone bench with a grim face and closing his eyes and holding his breath, surrounded by dead leaves, and occasionally a lonely bird passing by, but he was still motionless, like a sculpture, as if nothing in the world could affect him, making people feel like a peerless master! Well, but it's more like a Buddhist youth......

"Brother Lingyi, it's not good!" Tsing Yi, who had just left in a hurry, broke in, Ling Yi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as sharp as an eagle shot to the ground, and then he looked up at Tsing Yi without waves, "Why are you so flustered?" ”

"Master, it seems, is emotional." After Tsing Yi finished speaking, he hurriedly poured himself a cup of tea.

"Who?" Ling Yi couldn't help frowning.

"I don't know, the master hasn't been in contact with women recently......" Tsing Yi also thought thoughtfully.

"Where is the master now?"

"It's like in the study."

As soon as Ling Yi heard this, he immediately walked out of the courtyard. Tsing Yi, on the other hand, looked at Ling Yi's departure and stroked his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

Hmph, what a woman who doesn't know what to do, this king sees you and doesn't know how to be grateful, and dares to refuse this king, it seems that it is too good for you, you wait, there will always be a time when you come to ask this king....... "Three princes, Ling Yi asks to see." When Ling Mochen was thinking about how to "torture" Murong Zhi, Ling Yi knelt outside the study. "Come in." Ling Mochen said lightly.

As soon as Ling Yi came in, he saw a teacup with a crack on the table...... "What's the matter?" Ling Mochen turned to look at Ling Yi.

"Master, my subordinates heard that the master was angry for a woman......" Ling Yi arched his hand.

"So, you're here to persuade me?" Ling Mochen narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Yi.

"We have seen the master's efforts over the years, and I hope you will not fall short because of some unnecessary people." Ling Yi withstood the pressure from his master and continued.

"Unnecessary people?" Ling Mochen sneered.

Ling Yi took a deep breath, "If the master insists on doing it, even if Ling Yi dies, he will eradicate all the people or things that may become an obstacle for the master, even if it is a person from the General's Mansion, it is no exception!" As soon as Ling Yi finished speaking, he felt the chill of his master, which made Ling Yi shiver, just when Ling Yi thought that Ling Mochen was going to make a move, Ling Mochen turned around-

"Well, these things are the king's own measure. Although Murong Jin is not a high-ranking master now, he is also a person who needs to be feared when leaving the emperor, as long as he uses the suspicion of leaving the king to get rid of Murong Jin, then leaving the country will also dig his own grave. Therefore, this king will not do anything to Murong Zhi and just use her. Ling Mochen lowered his eyelids and said quietly.

"The subordinates understand, and the subordinates retire." Ling Yi walked out reassuringly.

Yes, Ling Mochen, you and these brothers have been born and died for so many years, how can you make everyone's hard work together go to waste because of yourself? Ling Mochen smiled bitterly, how could you fall in love with Murong Zhi? That's just exploitation. It's a pity that this rare woman interests this king. But why is it a little sad to think that this unknown woman is going to die? As if to hypnotize himself, Ling Mochen kept repeating in his mind, for her, it was just to use, use......