"Pa!" Wen Zhilan slammed the table angrily, "What do you mean, father? By returning to Beijing at this time, isn't he just telling everyone that the wolves in Huayang Mountain are not that important? Could it be that the prince's injury

Is it all in vain?"

"Brother Zhilan, please calm down." Wen Yunxi soothed.

Wen Zhilan stood up: "No, I have to go find my father. Even if they all leave, I will stay and continue to investigate the affairs of Huayang Mountain."

Wen Yunxi couldn't stop Wen Zhilan at all, and then Lian Zhi's voice came from outside the door: "If the Fifth Highness wants to kill the prince, he can go now. We will never stop him."

Seeing Lian Zhi appear, Wen Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, only Lian Zhi could stop Wen Zhilan.

"What do you mean by this?" Wen Zhilan asked.

Lian Zhi looked at Wen Zhilan: "Your Highness, is it possible that what you want is something that the Emperor cannot think of?"

"You mean, my father doesn't want to investigate this matter anymore?"

"It's not that I don't want to investigate, but it's just that if I can't find out, staying in Huayang Mountain is just a waste of time."

"But for Brother Three Emperors, isn't this too cruel?"

"Your Highness, it has been more than half a year since I came to Xichu. Can you really not see the things that even I can see? The emperor's move is nothing more than to suppress the prince. Now the eldest prince and the second prince have suffered different things.

Such a blow, if the prince remains fine, then the emperor will feel uncomfortable."

"But this matter is related to the life of the Third Emperor Brother." Even though Wen Zhilan knew Emperor Chu's thoughts, he never thought that Emperor Chu would be so indifferent to Wen Zhiyuan's life.

Lian Zhi sighed: "It is a good thing that the emperor attaches great importance to the country of Western Chu, but it may not be a good thing for the princes."

Wen Zhilan sat down helplessly. He understood what Lian Zhiwei had meant. Wen Xize always cared about Xi Chu the most, so Wen Xize could use his sons for Xi Chu. In fact, he had seen through it a long time ago, so he

He avoided this power dispute from the beginning. But in the royal family, how could he do what he wished?

Wen Yunxi looked at Wen Zhilan's dejected look from the side and felt uncomfortable in her heart: "Brother Zhilan, don't be sad. Although this matter has been revealed for the time being, if you don't want others to know, unless you do nothing,

One day we will definitely catch the real culprit behind this."

Wen Zhilan knew that there was no other way at the moment.

Lian Zhi looked at Wen Zhilan's look and knew that he had compromised temporarily.

After Mo Ziyu found out that he was disabled, he lost his temper and refused to allow anyone to enter his room. Mo Ningya wanted to go in and persuade Mo Ziyu, but Mo Ziyu was like a mad dog now, catching and biting anyone. No one dared

Get close to him.

Just when Mo Ningxia was helpless, Prime Minister Mo finally came: "Dad, you are finally here."

Prime Minister Mo looked at the closed door: "Is he still staying behind closed doors?"

"Dad, please think of a solution quickly. What will my brother do if he continues like this?" Mo Ningxia is really at a loss now. Her mother, Wang, originally said that she asked for resignation, but she knows the truth very well, so in

The only person she can rely on in the Mo family is her brother. Now that something happened to Mo Ziyu, Mo Ningxia has completely lost her mind.

The Mo family cannot live without its mistress. Prime Minister Mo's old mother found a marriage for him, and she can be regarded as Mrs. Mo's niece. Mo Ningya knew that if Prime Minister Mo renewed their marriage, her brother would be useless again, and she would be afraid that the two of them would be separated from each other in the future.

Life in the Mo family will not be easy.

Prime Minister Mo walked in with a calm face. When Mo Ziyu saw someone coming in, he picked up the vase at hand and smashed it. The vase broke next to Prime Minister Mo's feet.

Prime Minister Mo looked at Mo Ziyu slumped beside the bed, disgust flashing in his eyes. This son was completely ruined: "Mo Ziyu, this is not the Mo family, this is the palace of Huayang Mountain. You are doing this to harm people."

Are you going to die at Mo’s house?”

When Mo Ziyu saw it was Prime Minister Mo, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to have given up on himself: "In the end, the only thing Dad thought about was the Mo family."

"It's not easy for the Mo family to get to this point. You are my legitimate son, and everything in the Mo family belongs to you."

"But now that I have become a useless person, everything about the Mo family has nothing to do with me, right?"

"It's because you are uneducated and don't want to think about it. If you were an expert in riding, how could you fall off your horse and become half disabled?"

"Why do you just not believe me after I have said it so many times? That horse went crazy suddenly and has nothing to do with me."

"There was an accident at the stable last night. Several horses died, including your horse."

"Dad, someone is trying to frame me." Mo Ziyu suddenly became more energetic, "Dad, someone is trying to harm me, aren't you going to investigate?"

"The emperor has given orders to set off back to Beijing tomorrow."

Mo Ziyu couldn't believe it: "Dad, you don't care about me anymore?"

"The Emperor already knows about you, but still ordered you to return to Beijing tomorrow. Don't you understand? It's because you are useless that you fell off the horse. You can't blame others." Prime Minister Mo said coldly, "If you don't want to leave, then why?

Father will find a place for you, and you will never have to return to Beijing again in your life."

Mo Ziyu laughed out loud: "Father is really good at calculating. Anyway, my legitimate son is dead, and you still have a son. If things don't work out, the lady you are about to welcome may still be able to bear children for you again.

A son. For the sake of my dead son, there is absolutely no point in disobeying the Holy Will."

Mo Ziyu said what Prime Minister Mo was thinking. At this moment, Mo Ziyu suddenly figured out a lot of things: "But father, I am the son you have raised for so many years. Could it be that all the love and respect you have shown me in the past are all

Is it fake?”

Looking at Mo Ziyu like this, Prime Minister Mo felt that he seemed to have grown up at this moment, but unfortunately it was too late: "In the Mo family, being useful is more important than anything else."

After Prime Minister Mo said these words, he turned around and left. Just as he was about to step out of the room, Mo Ziyu said: "Father, can you look at the relationship between you and me and find a good place for your son?"

, my son doesn’t want to go back to Beijing.”

Prime Minister Mo looked at Mo Ziyu in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Mo Ziyu made up his mind at this moment. He looked at Prime Minister Mo and said solemnly: "My son does not want to return to Beijing. I also hope that my father will find a good place for his son so that he can spend the rest of his life."

Prime Minister Mo thought that Mo Ziyu would continue like crazy, but Mo Ziyu's change made him a little confused, but it was also a good thing for him that Mo Ziyu did not return to Beijing: "Since you are like this

As I said, my father will not treat you badly. There is a Zhuangzi outside the city, which is very suitable for you."

"Thank you, father." Mo Ziyu watched Prime Minister Mo leave, and he fell heavily.

Mo Ziyu suddenly remembered that the day his mother left the Mo family, Wang left through the back door. Mo Ningxia did not dare to see Wang, but Mo Ziyu went to see Wang.

To be honest, it was the first time that Mo Ziyu saw Wang's dejected look, but what Wang said suddenly appeared in his mind at this moment: "I didn't expect that you would come to see me off. You

I didn't expect my sister not to come to see me. I have been fighting for so many years in the Mo family, but I didn't expect that the Wang family

I have nothing left. Your father has a cold temperament. He married me because of the Wang family, and now it is also because the Wang family doesn’t want me. As a mother, I can’t help you with anything in the future. I just want to tell you that you have to live for yourself and don’t give up anymore.

Live for the Mo family, because in the end you will find that the Mo family is nothing."

Tears fell from the corners of Mo Ziyu's eyes. At that time, he didn't understand what his mother said, but today he suddenly understood it. His mother thought she was smart all her life and controlled the back house of the Mo family, but in the end she realized that everything was wrong.

Now, it's finally his turn.

Mo Ziyu turned his head and looked at his legs that had lost all feeling. Returning to Beijing as a cripple, he might as well die outside.

Mo Ningxia walked in at this moment. When she saw Mo Ziyu who had calmed down, the first thing she asked was: "Brother, why did you tell your father not to go back to Beijing?"

Mo Ziyu was lying on the ground, watching Noila Mo questioning himself, and suddenly felt that the person who looked most like Prime Minister Mo was Mo Ningya: "I am already a useless person, why should I go back and make people laugh at me? If

If I don’t return to Beijing in this life, at least I won’t be trapped in the back house of the Mo family all day long. Don’t you hope that your brother can live a little more freely?”

"Brother, are you crazy? Even if you are disabled, you are still the legitimate son of the Mo family. Do you want to watch my sister and I return to the Mo family alone and let Mo Junting and Mo Xuxu climb on my head?

?" Mo Ningxia said eagerly, "Brother, as long as you go back and we, brother and sister, pray to each other, everything will be fine."
Chapter completed!