Since Rong Sui returned home, the Huaiwang Mansion, which had always been silent, suddenly became crowded, and countless officials came to visit here, and the precious things such as supplements and medicinal materials sent were piled up.

Mobei politely refused their request to see Rong Sui in person on the grounds that Rong Sui was recuperating from his injuries, leaving them to have tea in the main hall, and he found an excuse and left.

When everyone heard the news, the purpose was nothing more than to inquire about today's events, and secretly test whether there was a bloody alliance between King Huai and the crown prince, so that they could see the current situation clearly, so as not to stand in the wrong position. But now King Huai avoided it, and the people in the palace were tight-lipped again, and when they saw this situation, it was not easy to stay any longer, so they also left one after another.

At night, the pavilions and pavilions in the house have returned to the silence of the past, only to hear the cold wind sweeping, the wind and snow are sweeping, and the bells under the eaves are sometimes windy, such as ringing and ringing.

Rong Sui stared at the letterhead in his hand, and at the bottom of his inky jade-like eyes, there were countless visions for the future and memories of the past.

Suddenly, the heavy curtain at the door was lifted, the candle flame flickered, and a cold air rushed into the room, pulling him back from his ethereal thoughts.

Seeing that Rong Sui was leaning on the soft couch, Mobei hurriedly lowered the door curtain, and then dusted off the snowflakes on his body on the spot, until he confirmed that there was no cold on his body, and then walked into the house.

Seeing him so cautious, Rong Sui felt helpless, and immediately beckoned to him and motioned for him to go over and sit down to keep warm.

After Mobei sat down, he asked, "Are they all gone?" ”

Mo Bei rubbed his hands that were a little stiff from the cold, scooped out two hot teas from the boiling tea kettle, shrunk his neck and nodded: "It's all gone, but our house hasn't been so lively for a long time, and watching them sing here one by one is much more interesting than watching the plays on those stages." ”

After smiling and sarcastically, he respectfully handed a cup of hot tea to Rong Sui.

Rong Sui took the teacup with a smile, shook the rim of the cup slightly, and said meaningfully: "The play in the palace tonight is much better than these." ”

Mobei smiled knowingly, with a hint of intriguing cunning floating in his eyes, and said: "That's the same, the prince played such a big game of chess, how could he easily let go of King An and King Ning, he sent two teams of elite guards to escort the prince back to the house today, the purpose is to make a fuss about this matter." After that, he entered the palace to appeal to the emperor, explained today's affairs, and pointed the finger at King An and King Ning, even if the emperor intended to suppress this matter, he could only give up now. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Rong Sui with some pride, as if he was proving his reasoning ability to Rong Sui.

Seeing Rong Sui staring at him with a smile, his warm eyes contained a hint of approval, Mobei was overjoyed, and was immediately encouraged, and continued: "After King An and King Ning learned about this, they would definitely feel that someone had deliberately framed them, so they would rush into the palace to explain to the emperor and clear their suspicions. At that time, the two sides will insist on their own words and confront the emperor in front of him, and the emperor will definitely be upset by the quarrel, and in the end, I am afraid that both sides will not be able to please him. ”

After he finished speaking, Rong Sui nodded with satisfaction, "It has indeed improved a lot, and now the analysis is not as frizzy as before, and you can only see things on the surface." ”

When Mobei heard Rong Sui's praise, he happily picked up the hot tea in his hand and drank it all, the warm liquid flowed into his abdomen along his throat, and his body suddenly warmed up a lot.

He pursed his lips in satisfaction, and continued: "It's just that Mobei still has some doubts in his heart, this prince has always been cowardly and generous, and he has been on the throne for so many years and has made no achievements, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is incompetent and unworthy of cultivation. If he could really set up today's situation, how could he let those princes sit on an equal footing with him over the years? ”

Hearing this, Rong Sui smiled indifferently, and then his eyes fell on the boiling tea kettle on the side, and the light smoke was endless like wisps, like a mist shrouded in his calm eyes, making it difficult to capture any emotion from it.

"You underestimate him too much, the ancients had a cloud: if you want to be defeated, you will be assisted by your aunt; If you want to take it, you will take it. My brother is not only thoughtful, but also well versed in human nature, and his forbearance and concession seem to be cowardly and incompetent, but in fact they are deliberately conniving. The easier it is for him to back down, the more others will gain an inch, and even take him lightly. There were no emotional ups and downs in his unhurried tone, as if he had already seen through everything, and he was completely unaware that he was also in this quagmire, and his heart was peaceful, without sorrow or joy.

He paused slightly, looked through the swirling smoke, and looked into the distance, and there was always an elegant and indifferent smile on his extremely handsome face, as warm as warm jade, and as cold as the cold moon, with a sense of detachment from leisurely strolling to see the red dust.

"When he was appointed as the crown prince, it caused many people to be dissatisfied, and the more he behaved in his reign over the years, the more he would make people unconvinced. Those who are insatiable will continue to encircle various forces in order to pull him down from the crown prince and replace him. But they forgot that the most taboo thing for the emperor is to form a party for personal gain, especially between the prince and the minister, which is even more intolerable, which means the separation of powers, and even threatens the emperor's position, so how could the emperor let this happen? The four princes who have been lost in the internal strife over the years, if it were not for the emperor's acquiescence, who could get rid of a prince so easily under the emperor's nose? My brother is really indispensable, if it weren't for this, how could he, the crown prince, who was not favored from the time of canonization, still sit firmly in the position of the crown prince after so many years of brutal fighting? ”

After listening to Rong Sui's words, Mo Bei's heart was filled with a complicated taste, and he suddenly felt mixed feelings.

He has always known that under this high-sounding imperial city, there are countless conspiracies and tricks, and under the seemingly kind and calm smiling faces, in fact, there are needles hidden in the cotton, and anyone may be the initiator of the next conspiracy, and the truth is often confusing. Although Rong Sui is smart and wise, he has a weak heart, and his ambition is not in the government and the opposition at all, but the sea of blood and hatred he carries behind him is like a heavy shackle, locking his wings and forcing him into danger.

Mobei felt a little lucky, he was glad that Rong Sui did not stay in this treacherous cage all the time, he had spent nine years of worry-free years in Beiluo Shimen, and even more fortunately, the people and things he met there taught him how to grow up and made him a better version of himself.