One day in May, Huangfu Jin found Su Mo in the afternoon, drank tea for a while, and then took her to the palace as if nothing had happened.
Entering Ye Zhiyun's courtyard, he whispered: "My godfather and Xiao Yulou are looking for you to discuss the time to go to the underground palace."
Su Mo's heart moved and she couldn't help but hold his hand tightly, "Did he threaten you again?"
She had already made up her mind. She agreed to Xiao Yulou's conditions and gave Taiping Pavilion to him. She didn't want it in the first place.
But if Old Man Ye forces Huangfu Jin to become emperor, she cannot agree casually, because Huangfu Jin's identity is no different from Huangfu Jie and others, and he will also be regarded as an enemy by the former court officials.
Concubine Shu was once the maid of the empress, and her son was not the prince of the previous dynasty, so it was meaningless to them.
Does Old Man Ye want Huangfu Jin to be adopted by the empress? So that he can inherit the rule of the previous and current dynasties?
Don’t even think about it!
She and Huangfujin entered the courtyard. Old Ye was talking to Xiao Yulou in the courtyard. Xiao Yulou sat quietly in his wheelchair, looking up at Ye Zhiyun. His eyes were filled with admiration, pity and sadness. In short, they were very complicated.
Su Mo was shocked. The Xiao Yulou she knew was always as calm and calm as an ancient well. How could he have such a look in his eyes?
Him and Old Man Ye?
Seeing her coming, Ye Zhiyun snorted, "You little witch, you will never give up until you reach your goal. Come here, old man, I will negotiate terms with you. If you agree, I will help you save people. If you don't agree, you will
Waiting for Qin Yuanjun to die."
Su Mo still had a smile on her lips, "Do you want His Highness Jing to be emperor for a few years, and then we will give you a son to inherit the throne?"
Ye Zhiyun chuckled, "He told you everything?"
Su Mo raised her eyebrows, "Of course, but I plan to give you a suggestion."
Ye Zhiyun snorted, the little girl's suggestion must be unacceptable.
Sure enough, Su Mo said with a smile: "The emperor has many young sons now. Some of the mothers of such young children are gone. If you bring him here, it belongs to whomever you say he belongs to. Who knows? Why do you have to pester him?"
Your Highness Jing, he doesn’t want to be the emperor.”
Ye Zhiyun frowned and said angrily: "I know you have nothing nice to say about this girl. Royal blood is nothing to play with. Naturally, it must be his son."
Su Mo also got angry, "No, I can't let my son become an emperor."
