Mu Guo's farce at the concubine's banquet made many officials frightened. The court hall suddenly became much quieter, but the market became much livelier.
It turns out that Mo Country’s proton is Mr. Xue from Xuecheng who caused the uproar. Many people know Mr. Xue’s name, but they never expected that he would be the Thirteenth Prince of Mu Country, a discarded prince.
Mu Feng was sitting on the teahouse, drinking fine tea, but he didn't feel anything at all. Listening to those words, he felt a lot of bitterness in his heart.
In vain did he think he was smart, but he didn't know that the person he loved was Mr. Xue, a man of astonishing talent.
"Prince Feng," Zuo Shao saw Mu Feng sitting on the edge of the second floor from the teahouse and walked up to the restaurant.
Zuo Shao is a friend of Mu Feng and Mo Yan. He is also the only person besides Mu Jin who can be so close to Mo Yan. As for Mu Ling, it is another matter.
Some time ago, Zuo Shao had something to do and was not in the capital, but he didn't expect that so many things happened in his absence.
"Your Majesty?" Mu Feng heard it a little harshly, but when he saw it was Zuo Shao, who had not appeared for a long time, "You came at the right time."
He directly picked up the teacup and poured all the tea in the teacup into his stomach. Mu Feng felt a little emotional, why couldn't this be wine?
"It's a pity that I didn't see the most exciting place," he said, but Zuo Shao lamented that it had been hidden for so many years.
Zuo Shao is different from Mu Feng. Zuo Shao has a scholarly aura, elegance and scholarly demeanor, which has attracted the favor of many ladies.
"But he really wants to attack Mo Country?" The Mo Country now is different from the Mo Country eighteen years ago. After so many years of training, and the soldiers Mo Zhan secretly trained, Zuo Shao is a little worried.
Mo Yan
"Drink tea," Mu Feng didn't want to say more. He picked up the teacup but found that it was empty.
Zuo Shao shook his head and poured tea for Mu Feng himself, "Don't you blame him?"
Having loved so deeply and yet been deceived for so long, how could Zuo Shao feel that with Mu Feng's temperament, he must have anger in his heart?
"Drink tea," Mu Feng only had these two words left. There were so many words in his heart that he no longer knew how to express them.
People on the street are still walking, one after another, but no one can be seen.
Love? Hate? Mu Feng loves Mo Yan in his heart, but he also hates Mo Yan for not trusting him. After so many years, he has been a fool.