The maid stood in front of the bed, she looked at An Ruqing, who was constantly busy, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Princess, is there anything that needs to be done by slaves?" ”

After speaking, she glanced at Mo Yuan on the bed, looking a little displeased.

Mo Yuan had a high fever, and she was also anxious, but the reason for her anxiety was that she didn't want the princess and princess to be implicated in Mo Yuan's illness.

Now that she sees her own princess, she is busy with Mo Yuan's hard work, as An Ruqing's personal maid, she naturally feels sorry for An Ruqing.

An Ruqing shook her head, the tassel of the light blue hairpin shook slightly, she watched Mo Yuan's hand move non-stop, and a few drops of sweat overflowed from the corner of her forehead.

It took a long time before Mo Yuan cooled down.

An Ruqing sat on the round stool, her arm was sore, she shook her head to soothe it, and instructed Xiao Ying: "You wait here, if Mo Yuan burns again, you come and call me quickly." ”

The words fell, and she left the room impatiently.

When leaving, Su Bai's hand was still covering his lower abdomen, which was beginning to hurt, and his delicate face seemed to be a little pale.

Xiao Ying looked at An Ruqing, who suddenly left in a hurry, and suddenly remembered that today seemed to be the day when the princess came to the moon.

The princess would never leave a patient behind, like Mo Yuan had a high fever, but the princess left suddenly, let alone before.

The princess left with her lower abdomen covered, and it must have been a letter from the moon.

Xiao Ying remembered what happened when her princess came to Yuexin for the first time, when the princess was not in good health, and as soon as Yuexin came, she was like a sick person, and it was common for her to be in pain and unable to get out of bed.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ying looked worriedly in the direction of the courtyard.

On the other side, after receiving the invitation letter from Mo Nanqi, Mo Nanchen thought for a moment and then went to the appointment.

In the teahouse full of the fragrance of tea, Mo Nanqi looked at the teahouse with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes were indifferent, looking at the busy people below, but there was no wave in his eyes.

After a while, the door was pushed open.

Mo Nanqi turned to look at Mo Nanchen who was dressed in black, he curled his lips and smiled, "You came quickly." ”

"Today in the imperial study, why are you talking to Qing'er for me?"

After Mo Nanchen glanced at Mo Nanqi, he straightened his robe and sat down, lifted the Ruyu teapot with his slender hand, and poured down a cup of fragrant tea.

The deeper Mo Nanqi's smile became, he winked at Mo Nanchen, and his tone was brisk: "The love between you and An Ruqing is envious of others, and after this prince saw it, he was envious, so he naturally spoke for you." ”

Hearing this, Mo Nanchen pulled his lips and sneered coldly.

He didn't forget that Mo Nanqi was also the one who was worried about his son.

How can such a person be envious?

These words are nothing more than perfunctory to him.

"It's all up to you to say it or not, it seems that today's invitation, this king and you have nothing to say."

Mo Nanchen coldly put down the teacup, and the jade teacup knocked on the table, falling with a crisp and heavy sound.

He got up and shook his sleeves, trying to leave.

Mo Nanqi's eyes showed dissatisfaction, and finally remembered what he wanted, he got up and stopped Mo Nanchen quickly, his smile was a little indifferent, but his expression was much more sincere.

"Now that the position of the crown prince has been vacant for a long time, this prince is bound to win the position of the crown prince."

After Mo Nanqi finished speaking, he pulled his lips and smiled lightly, drank a cup of hot tea by himself, looked directly at Mo Nanchen and said: "Mo Yuan is the son of the crown prince, although he has the identity of the emperor's grandson, he is not as good as me in the power of convenience." ”

"However, even so, our father, who is thinking of old love, has a unique preference for Mo Yuan."

Speaking of this, Mo Nanchen's coldness spread in his eyes, and his face was also cold, "If I don't make a move, I'm afraid that my father will be mediocre, and sooner or later the crown prince will fall on Mo Yuan." ”

is also a son, but because of the eldest problem, he has already lost the crown prince once.

Now that the crown prince is gone, what qualifications does Mo Yuan, the imperial grandson, have to compete with him.

If he doesn't make more efforts this time, I'm afraid that the throne in his hands will be handed over again.

The four words of giving up are things he never wants to do in his life.

Mo Nanqi looked at Mo Nanchen and smiled sarcastically, he pushed the fallen hot tea in front of Mo Nanchen, and his tone was admitted: "My father loves Mo Yuan alone, but you have the support of the ministers, and I am the only one, all relying on my own power." ”

After hearing these words, even if Mo Nanqi didn't understand it, he could still reflect what Mo Nanqi wanted to express.

"This king doesn't want the throne, you can rest assured." Mo Nanchen didn't drink tea, looked at Mo Nanqi's dark eyes and mocked slightly: "Instead of testing the king's style here, you should do more things to win people's hearts." ”

The sarcasm is so obvious that anyone can hear it.

Mo Nanqi's hand on the table suddenly clenched his fist, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's one thing that you don't want to take the throne, but there are so many people who support you, but under their influence, your original intention will change." ”

What if Mo Yuan has the emperor's favor, he has a powerful position, so the emperor has to take care of him.

Although the emperor has no joy for Mo Nanchen, Mo Nanchen is deeply loved by several important ministers, and the emperor has always been weak, maybe under the coercion of important ministers, he really made Mo Nanchen the crown prince.

In this case, it can be extremely detrimental to him.

"I have never put Mo Yuan in my eyes, but Mo Nanchen has always been a thorn in my heart." Mo Nanqi was blunt, and there was no smile on his face.

Such straightforward words made Mo Nanchen laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Nanqi frowned dissatisfied, today in the imperial study, enduring his feelings for An Ruqing, he told the emperor about Mo Nanchen's affection against his will, which made him tear off his face.

Now, he came to Mo Nanchen to say so much, not only to test his tone, but also to show that he had no harmful purpose for him.

If he wants to get the throne, he will naturally be good for Mo Nanchen, so that he not only has power, but also can use the power of Mo Nanchen.

It's just that the only thing that is unclear now is whether Mo Nanchen really has no interest in the throne, or whether he just pretends to show him.

Looking at the unrelenting Mo Nanqi, Mo Nanchen's dark eyes were cold, and he couldn't bear to put down the teacup, "This king said that he had no intention of the throne, and naturally he had no intention." ”

"The person who can influence the king's decision has never been a minister, and what this king wants to do is to grow old with Qing'er and live freely with her."

"Idle prince, staying out of things is what this king wants."

When the words fell, Mo Nanchen coldly lifted his eyes and looked at Mo Nanqi.

Only An Ruqing is the one who can influence his decision.

The ministers supported him for their own rights and interests, and if he did not have the status of a prince, they would definitely not support him.

No matter who you are, you will never do something that is not profitable.

Hearing all this, the suspicion in Mo Nanqi's eyes retreated slightly, but when he thought of the person behind Mo Nanchen, he couldn't help but ask again: "You really won't fight with me?" ”

"No, it won't."

Mo Nan bowed slightly, whoever ascended the throne had nothing to do with him, as long as he did not shake his idleness as an idle prince.

Hearing this, Mo Nanqi's tight heart was completely relaxed.

But when he thought of something else, his expression changed to a smile, "Do you know that there is another unknown undercurrent in the capital?" ”