Another undercurrent?

Mo Nanchen raised his eyebrows lightly, and his dark eyes were full of deep research.

The undercurrent in the capital today can be chaotic, and the emperor's sons have their own, and the emperor's undercurrent is the deepest, but it is also turbulent.

The various families in the capital are not as simple as they seem on the surface, and the undercurrent in their hands may be bigger than some princes.

And who is the new undercurrent that Mo Nanqi is talking about?

"Do you have a guess in mind?"

Mo Nanqi stared at Mo Nanchen's expression tightly, and after seeing him raise his eyebrows slightly, he couldn't wait to ask.

Hearing the sound, Mo Nanchen didn't hide it.

He stretched out his slender fingers, lightly dipped the tea that had already cooled in the tea cup, and finally wrote a clear word on the dry table.

"Mo Yuan?"

Mo Nanqi was surprised, and her black eyes, which had always flashed sinisterly, were also a little shocked at this moment.

As soon as the words came out, he immediately shook his head: "This is impossible!" ”

Although Mo Yuan has the emperor's love, he is just a teenage hairy boy, how can he have such a deep city, and how can he be patient not to declare his power.

"Believe it or not, it's all up to you, guessing that it's Mo Yuan, it's just speculation."

Mo Nanchen's voice was cold, he didn't know what to think, he suddenly pulled his lips and smiled mockingly, and looked at Mo Nanqi with a faint look: "I'm afraid you don't know yet, right?" ”

"Mo Yuan's current power is almost catching up with you and me, such a person with great power, do you really think that the undercurrent is not his?"

Every word Mo Nanchen said was comparable to a boulder falling, Mo Nanqi sat on the bamboo chair in shock, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Why do you say that? Didn't Mo Yuan find out that something was wrong with Mo Yuan a long time ago? ”

Is this blaming him for not saying it earlier?

Mo Nanchen sneered lightly, and his deep gaze kept wrapping Mo Nanqi: "If you check with your heart, you can naturally find out, but you have always been arrogant, and you have never taken others seriously, so how could you find that Mo Yuan already has a strong force." ”

The person in front of him was insidious and cunning, if it weren't for the support of his deep ministers, I was afraid that Mo Nanqi would not have looked at him a few more times.

From this, it is not difficult to guess that Mo Yuan's image in Mo Nanqi's heart is just an orphan who is only loved by the emperor.

A teenage child, how could Mo Nanqi take it to heart, let alone send someone to investigate Mo Yuan.

Although Mo Yuan is powerful, he can't hide things, as long as he has the heart to investigate, he will definitely be able to find out about Mo Yuan's affairs in less than three days.

Mo Nanqi's pupils trembled, and he looked at Mo Nanchen's leisurely eyes, and the shallow sarcastic smile on his lips.

He instantly understood that he didn't find Mo Yuan's true face, just because he underestimated the enemy.

Looking at Mo Nanqi, who was suddenly infected with the meaning of losing his soul, Mo Nanchen knew that he had suffered a huge blow.

I thought that I was bound to win the throne, but I didn't think that Mo Yuan, who had been ignoring it all the time, would have such a big force.

This news is the most unacceptable thing for Mo Nanqi, who has always been proud.

Seeing his expression, Mo Nanchen felt a strong sense of comfort in his heart, and he chuckled lightly and couldn't help but say: "I might as well tell you that when the prince was subdued, Mo Yuan never showed any sadness. ”

The prince had been subdued for a long time, and Mo Nanqi only cared about the happiness in the fall of the prince at that time, and didn't pay attention to Mo Yuan at all.

Now that he hears every word that Mo Nanchen said, it is like a silver needle, piercing Mo Nanqi's brain again and again, forcing him to recall the past.

Now that I think about it carefully, Mo Yuan has always been scheming, and when he looks at people with eyes that are extremely similar to the crown prince, there are tricks everywhere.

"I really underestimated Mo Yuan!" Mo Nanqi gritted his teeth, he was indignant, angry and roared: "I thought Mo Yuan was honest, but I didn't expect him to be the most dishonest one!" ”

After speaking, his black eyes glanced at Mo Nanchen, who was out of the way, his brows tightened, and he suddenly asked in a loud voice: "Does Mo Yuan live in your mansion?" ”

He narrowed his cold eyes slightly in confusion, staring at Mo Nanchen tightly.

Since Mo Nanchen knew that Mo Yuan was so scheming, why would he let him live in his own mansion, could it be that they had some ulterior secrets?

In an instant, Mo Nanqi thought about it.

Looking at Mo Nanchen's eyes again, he became unkind again.

"You don't have to look at me like this, Mo Yuan has lost his memory, and now he is about six or seven years old." Mo Nanchen frowned coldly.

The dispute between Mo Nanqi and Mo Yuan, he didn't want to get involved, and he didn't bother to get involved.

Naturally, when he saw the way Mo Nanqi looked at him, he knew that Mo Nanqi was thinking crookedly.

Thinking of this, he pursed his thin lips slightly, and endured irritability to explain: "It is impossible for this king and Mo Yuan to cooperate, he has amnesia now, and others still don't know about it." ”

"What? Amnesia? ”

Mo Nanchen's eyes widened, and when he invited Mo Nanchen to come out today, what he said was more shocking than the last.

However, he was surprised for a second, and after reacting, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to prop himself on the table, looking excited.

"Since he has amnesia, isn't this just a great opportunity for God to give me! I'm going to look for an opportunity to kill him, so that no one will oppose me again!" ”

Mo Nanqi looked crazy, and a rich killer appeared in his eyes.

The wooden table shook slightly under his hand, and a few drops of tea dropped from the teacup containing the herbal tea.

"Mo Nanchen, you're going to help me, aren't you?"

Mo Nanqi stretched out his hand and pressed it vigorously on Mo Nanchen's shoulder, the crazy killing intent in his eyes was about to come out, and the greed for power in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Without waiting for Mo Nanchen to react, he laughed to himself again, smiling and talking high.

"Mo Yuan has lost his memory, including the emperor, he doesn't know, no one can protect him now, he will definitely die!"

Mo Nanqi laughed wildly, as if a scene of Mo Yuan's death had appeared in front of him, and his smiling weird and stiff face was full of ecstasy and pride.

Mo Nanchen only glanced at him, disgusted and overdone, and poured a basin of cold water at the right time.

"Mo Yuan has lost his memory, why don't you take this opportunity to coax him to tell him where his power is."

Mo Nan frowned slightly, in the final analysis, Mo Yuan is also the only bloodline of the prince, he has no rights, as long as Mo Yuan is not interested in provoking them, he will definitely not make a move on Mo Yuan.

But Mo Nanqi is not necessarily, for the sake of imperial power, Mo Nanqi can do anything, but it is just a matter of killing his nephew, I am afraid it is even more simple in his eyes.

Mo Nanqi pulled his lips and sneered, he stared at Mo Nanchen, and smiled word by word: "Tomorrow at noon, you will lure Mo Yuan out, and when I successfully ascend the throne of the crown prince and become the emperor in the future, I will definitely make you the most noble idle prince!" ”

There are also many kinds of idle princes, there is no real power in their hands, and anyone can step on a few feet, this is also one of them.

Naturally, there are also idle princes who are deeply loved by the people and feared by the children of powerful families in the capital, which is the second type.

Hearing what Mo Nanqi said, Mo Nanchen's dark eyes were dark and slightly hot, and his frowning brows stretched slowly, and finally his expression returned to indifference, as if nothing had happened.