Chapter 107: An Important Matter

Xiao Wuyi is indeed a descendant of the Xiao family, but he is just an inconspicuous sideline.

Xiao Chushuang, Xiao Wuyi's mother, and also the most marginal daughter of the Xiao family, unexpectedly fell in love with the head of the family's secret guard, that is, Xiao Wuyi's father, and was assassinated when he went on a mission, leaving Xiao Chushuang alone to raise Xiao Wuyi to grow up, since Xiao Wuyi's father left, the Xiao family has no one to care about this.

Until that day, Xiao Chushuang didn't go to the mountains to dig some wild vegetables, and out of kindness, he saved a man, if he knew that this man was the future Ji Huang, Xiao Chushuang would not have saved him by saying anything.

Because Xiao Chushuang has loved Xiao since he was a child, he only has some bamboo Xiao carved by himself, and the only good Xiao is the hole flute sent by the dark guard. Later, the then Prince Ji, who is now Emperor Ji, was attracted by Xiao Chushuang's quyi, so he forcibly took Xiao Chushuang away, so Xiao Wuyi, who was only two years old, had no father and no mother, and could only rely on his nurse for his life.

In order to meet his mother as soon as possible, Xiao Wuyi also began to study Xiao Yi, and finally at the age of sixteen, he moved the world with a song. was later invited to enter the palace of Jiguo, but when she saw Xiao Chushuang, she was already running out of oil.

"Yi'er, don't have hatred, don't blame anyone, my mother just wants you to live carefree, go out of the palace, go live a free life for your mother." The relief in Xiao Chushuang's eyes made Xiao Wuyi have to bury the hatred in his heart.

"Yi'er, mother doesn't blame anyone, everyone has their own fate. Life is so short, where is there time to complain about others, let's live a good life by ourselves, isn't it? ”

It wasn't until Xiao Wuyi nodded that Xiao Chushuang closed his eyes with relief.

Xiao Wuyi didn't know what had happened over the years, and he didn't want to know about it, because Xiao Wuyi was worried that after he knew the truth, he would go against his mother's wishes and be full of hatred.

However, that hole flute is something that I must get back.

After Su Xiaomo returned to the Dingyue Palace, she didn't think about Ling Mochen's abnormality, and fell asleep. After all, after sleeping, there is still one last battle to be fought.

After Ling Mochen returned home, he went directly to the study-

"Your lord, there is nothing abnormal in the court today, but Marquis Jingyuan is still against the lord as always." A veiled man in black stood in the middle of the study.

"Hmm."

"My lord, the man in the Huguo Temple is lost."

"......" Ling Mochen frowned, lost all of them?

"Originally, we followed, but somehow, we killed a group of people from the Theater Pavilion halfway."

Step Theatre? "Can you see the man's face?"

"The subordinates are incompetent, except that it is a man with an entourage by his side."

"Well, let's go down."

Step Theatre? This king has no intention of taking care of it, and now he dares to hinder this king, damn it! A chill ran around Ling Mochen.

It's just that I didn't expect that the small Huguo Temple would dare to be under Feidu's nose......

After dark, Xiao Wuyi had already arrived at the departure country, and was in a small courtyard in the Feidu Huguo Temple-

"I didn't expect the host to be biased." After finishing speaking, sand and rocks flew around Ling Mochen in an instant.

"What do you mean, Lord Wang?" The host also used internal force to support the coercion from Ling Mochen.

After Ling Mochen snorted coldly, he increased his strength-

"Who lived in this courtyard before?"

"The prince wants to know the relationship between this person and Miss Su, right?" The host clasped his hands together and smiled.

"So what?" Very unhappy to be seen through by others, Ling Mochen frowned.

"Since the prince wants to know so much, why don't you ask Miss Su, what are you doing to embarrass me as an old monk here?"

"To say, or not to say?" Ling Mochen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the coercion around him couldn't help but increase, but he was just a monk.

"Poof-" The host spurted out a mouthful of blood, Ling Mochen collected his internal strength, and stood there steadily, like a lone pine in the wind, stubborn and arrogant.

"Don't say it, don't say it!" The host suddenly looked up at the dark sky, "This night is too dark, there are no stars to guide the way, and the world is still a fog." If the Buddha doesn't cross me, I will cross by myself, what does the prince think? ”

"Whatever you want." It seemed that he really couldn't ask, Ling Mochen turned around and left.

Early the next morning, Huguo Temple presided over the death of the whole city, which caused a sensation in the city.

After Ling Mochen got out of the court, Tsing Yi said that Su Xiaomo hadn't woken up yet, so he went straight to King Yong's mansion.

"What do you think of the discussion in the court today about the death of the presiding officer of Huguo Temple?" Ling Qiong picked up the teacup in his hand and sniffed it.

"It's just a bald donkey, what's there to talk about?" Ling Mochen said coldly.

"Poof—" Ling Qiongzan put down the teacup and laughed, "Bald donkey? Mochen, you're getting more and more interesting now hahahaha! ”

...... "Isn't that what Xiaomo said?" What's so funny.

"According to the report from Dali Siqing, it is the presiding over the self-destruction of the heavenly spirit, otherwise, it will definitely cause panic among the subjects." Ling Qiong restrained his smile and said seriously:

"Marquis Jing Yuan seems to have been close recently, I don't know what you plan?"

"Heh, I don't lack him alone."

"That's what I said, but the power in the hands of Marquis Jingyuan is not big, and it is not small to say that it is small." Marquis Jingyuan has only one daughter, but he has always brought his daughter to visit the Yongwang Mansion recently, and Ling Qiongchan naturally knows that Marquis Jingyuan is a drunkard and does not mean to drink.

"Hmm."

"......" What do you mean? Ling Qiong raised his forehead and said, "Then what do you plan to do with the only daughter of Marquis Jingyuan?" ”

After the air was silent for a while, Ling Mochen said slowly:

"Let the queen mother help me organize a banquet, it's best to let all the ladies go, by the way, the county lord who left the country also goes."

What? Throwing a banquet? "Are you going to do it?" Ling Qiong said suspiciously.

"I think it's time to give Mo'er a name." Ling Mochen took a sip of tea lightly.

"But ......" but my father refused. Ling Qiongzhuan didn't say this sentence after all, because he was not worthy.

"You think I need to care what other people think?"

"Okay, I'll go to the queen mother to discuss this matter." Just let Zhaorong go, do you want someone to support her?

I like someone who doesn't seek results, I know the ending, but I still want to love, this is probably the best look of two people, but it's a pity that I missed it, and I blame myself for not being brave enough.

After Ling Mochen returned to the study of Yue Wangfu, he found that there was an uninvited guest in his study.

"Lord Wang." Xi Yu stayed next to Ji Che, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"Well, you go down first."

After Xiyu left, Ji Che turned his head and said indifferently:

"The last time Emperor Ji was poisoned, it gave me a good opportunity, and now there is my power in the palace and around Ji Zihyun."

"Hmm."

"Ji Guo, I'm ready, so when will you start?"

"Are you sure? Ji Zihyun is not so easy to deal with. Ling Mochen sneered.

"It's really hard to deal with." Ji Che seemed to think of something, and chuckled: "But I can only blame him for being too greedy, he wants both the throne and fame, how can there be such a good thing?" ”

Ji Che continued: "The poisoning in the palace last time also hollowed out Ji Zihyun's hard work, for me, isn't this a great opportunity? Also, don't forget that my mother was originally from Jiang Yu. ”

Ji Che, the second prince of Ji Kingdom, was snubbed because his mother was from Jiang Yu, and in the deep palace, without the protection of the emperor, his life was blown in the wind. Emperor Ji took her into the deep palace because he liked her beauty, and after a moment of joy, he snubbed her because he was afraid of her identity.

And Ji Zihyun, as the most ambitious prince, naturally can't tolerate sand in his eyes. If it weren't for the burden of humiliation over the years, I'm afraid there would have been no Ji Che in this world.

Ji Che has always had only one goal, to ruin Emperor Ji, ruin Ji Zihyun, and destroy what they want most, just in time, they met Ling Mochen.

"It seems that your Gu skills have improved again." Ling Mochen glanced at Ji Che. Jiang Yu is the country that is best at using Gu in the world, although the country is very small, it also relies on Gu art to gain a foothold in the world. And ordinary Gu worms can be checked, and the Gu of the Jiang Domain race can only be seen by Jiang Yu people.

However, Ji Che is in Ji Country, and he has been monitored by Ji Zihyun, so he can only practice Gu art secretly. Therefore, Ji Zihyun still thinks that Ji Che is just a waste material.

"Well, my Gu worm is also very obedient in Ji Zixun and Ji Huang's bodies." Ji Che said lightly: "It depends on when you start." ”

"Come on, wait until this king has done something important."

"Oh?" Ji Che sneered, "I can't imagine that you will encounter something more important than the country one day." ”