The old emperor raised his eyes and nodded, as if he was joking, but also seemed serious, "I have this intention, and I have already prepared an edict, if I die of illness this time, His Royal Highness King Yu will succeed to the throne." ”

Hearing this, Lin Mo's brows furrowed, not because of what the old emperor said, but because the old emperor told her about it.

Why?

Wait a minute! He is talking about the edict, not the edict of the prince!

"I want to give you a chance, if my illness is not good, King Yu will soon ascend the throne and become the new Emperor of Xingyao." The old emperor explained Lin Mo's confusion in the next sentence.

Lin Mo frowned for a long time, looked at the emperor, seemed to be a little angry, and said for a while: "Your Majesty has thought too much, the concubine and King Yu will not hurt Your Majesty because of anything, and the concubine has retired." ”

Lin Mo was not polite to the emperor at all, and left with a stinky face.

While walking, I didn't forget to complain in my heart: "Bad old man, the brain is watt!" ”

The old emperor had never been thrown in the face, looking at Lin Mo's back as he left like this, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Listening to the old emperor's laughter, Lin Mo secretly rolled his eyes, "Sure enough, my brain is not normal." ”

When he arrived at the outer hall, Lin Mo pulled Feng Yichen, who was a little inexplicable, and left angrily.

After the emperor's dormitory, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man wants to test her, who will he bluff?

If he really died like this, the content of the edict was probably not to let King Yu's Mansion accompany him to the funeral.

Lin Mo ignored Feng Yichen, who was full of doubts, and pulled him into the carriage, only to solve his confusion, and relayed the conversation with the old emperor in the inner hall just now to Feng Yichen word for word.

After hearing this, Feng Yichen lowered his eyes and was silent, and there was a look in his deep eyes that Lin Mo couldn't understand.

After a while, Feng Yichen suddenly hooked the corners of his lips, "I'm afraid that in a few days, we will have to move." ”

He was right.

On the morning of the second day, the old fox not only went to court, but also promulgated the edict of the prince.

lived up to expectations and established Fengyi Chen as the prince of the East Palace.

Choose a good day and an auspicious day to carry out the canonization ceremony and move into the East Palace.

The canonization ceremony was huge, and since the edict was issued, Feng Yichen has been getting busier and busier day by day, so busy that Lin Mo couldn't see anyone for several days.

The old emperor not only canonized Feng Yichen as the crown prince, but also posthumously crowned Feng Yichen's late mother Concubine Xiang, and honored the title of Emperor Min's concubine.

The princess of Linmo, the little prince Feng Qiwen was crowned the emperor's grandson.

Even with the Protectorate Mansion was stained, and the first-class Duke of Lin Baoxiang was given, and the plaque was given, the Duke of Zhongyong's Mansion was inscribed by the emperor himself.

Since then, the Protectorate has reached its peak and has become Fengyichen's strongest backing.

Xu, this is the old fox's calculations.

You know, the position of the prince is not so easy to sit on.

It's not that it's okay to sit on the throne of the crown prince, but it also depends on whether you have the life to survive until the emperor dies and succeed to the throne smoothly.

It's not groundless to be cold in high places.

In that position, how many pairs of eyes were staring, there was no room for mistakes.

Feng Yichen, such a smart person, naturally understands this truth.

Feng Yichen became the crown prince, and some people couldn't sit still.

For example, the king of Chu who finally returned to Linning City from Beiling.

His face was gloomy at this time, and his body exuded an aura that no one could approach, and he could feel his anger without getting close.

Leng Sheng called Mei Yinghan to come in and asked him to swallow the medicine.

Write down a secret letter, summon the secret guard, and send him to Northridge.

His eyes were cold, his face seemed to be covered with ice, and his lips were hooked with a smile.

It is useless to sit on the throne of the crown prince, it depends on whether he has the life to live until he ascends the throne.

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After moving into the palace, it is not easy to get out of the palace.

Lin Mo took advantage of the fact that there were still two days left to move, and he ran between the Hanging Pot Hall and the Academy every day for the past few days.

Today, she asked Yin Mosi to go to the teahouse for a small gathering to discuss the development of the Hanging Pot Hall.

For more than two months, Yin Mosi has not only been busy with his own business, but also extremely concerned about the affairs of Lin Mo Medical Hall.

He has often shuttled between Lincheng and Linning City recently, and the busy people have lost a lot of weight.

Although he sent a special person to do this, he would still worry more and go to see the progress in person.

Lin Mo went to the teahouse first, ordered tea and snacks, and patiently waited for Yin Mosi's arrival.

After a while, Yin Mosi slowly came with his folding fan thrown around.

It's still the same personable appearance, but his face has lost a little weight.

Lin Mo stared at him for a long time, then wondered, and asked, "Have you lost weight recently?" ”

Yin Mosi snapped open the folding fan, raised his handsome eyebrows at Lin Mo, and said playfully: "Mo'er cares so much about the master, and he looks at it so carefully, he has indeed lost some weight." ”

"Oh." Lin Mo couldn't stand his stinky fart the most, glanced at him, and handed him the peeled melon seeds in his hand, "Isn't it tiring from the Hanging Pot Hall, this is not in a hurry, just take your time, I'm about to move into the palace, and when I enter the palace, I won't be able to come out as easily as I am now." ”

The fact that Feng Yichen was canonized as a prince was announced to the world, and Yin Mosi naturally knew about it.

He took out the handkerchief and wiped his palm, then opened his hand under Lin Mo's hand, watching her let go and put the melon seed kernel in his palm, her eyes flashed slightly, and she smiled lightly, "I know, don't worry, I take your affairs to heart." ”

"It's not." Lin Mo poured him a cup of tea, "I mean, you don't have to be in such a hurry, take your time, if you don't work for a year, it will be two years, and if you can't do it for two years, you will have three years, don't work so hard." ”

Yin Mosi picked up a melon seed kernel and put it in his mouth, the corners of his eyes showed joy, staring at Lin Mo, "Is Mo'er caring about me?" ”

Lin Mo glanced at him angrily, and continued: "In the future, I will be out of the palace less, and the affairs of the school will be handed over to Li Wenqing, as well as you, pay attention to your body, don't work too hard." ”

Yin Mosi didn't say anything more this time, and nodded in response.

Lowering his eyes, the depths of his eyes were full of sourness.

It's hard to see her again in the future.

It's just that the crown princess is okay, and when she becomes the queen, the existence that is high up and admired by everyone.

He was like an ant on the ground, he could only look up at her, and he could no longer drink tea and talk face to face like this.

"Third brother...... Hey! What do you think? ”

Lin Mo called him for a long time without responding, raised his hand and slapped the table, which made Yin Mosi's heart tremble, and he suddenly came back to his senses, "Huh? What did Mo'er say? ”

"I didn't speak." Lin Mo smiled lightly and shook his head, "I just called you a few times, but I didn't react when I saw you." ”

She took a sip of tea, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and continued to peel them, smiling at the corner of her lips, "What do you want?" Talking about the game|Foreign words, when are you going to propose to the Ninth Princess? ”

Hearing this, the tea cup held by Yin Mosi suddenly tilted, and the boiling hot tea sprinkled all over his body, and he stood up suddenly, his face full of pain.

Lin Mo frowned, hurriedly stepped over the table, and came over to check on his situation, "What's the matter?" The soul is not burned, is it? ”