Chapter 99: Entering the palace gate is as deep as the sea 6
At dusk, Mo Zhan was sitting in the room where Yan Fu lived, looking at one place calmly, not focusing on the person in front of him at all.
Nanny Leng kept wiping the cold sweat on her forehead with her sleeves. The prince asked her to come today, which really shocked Nanny Leng. She also knew that Mo Yan was missing, which made Nanny Leng worried. She was afraid that she would be implicated.
"Hasn't anything unusual happened in the past eighteen years?" Mo Zhan vaguely felt that Mo Yan was not as simple as he appeared. Even if Mo Yan was really that simple, then the people Mo Yan came into contact with must not be simple.
When did people disappear, it happened two days before they were going to get married, which made me have to wonder, and even wonder if Mo Yan was behind it.
But Mo Zhan thought about it and finally felt that it was impossible for Mo Yan to hire someone to take him away. After all, Mo Yan had lived in Mu country as a hostage since he was a child. Mo Yan had no ability to survive at all, so Mo Zhan was confused.
"Back to...back to the prince, the Thirteenth Prince has hardly had much contact with anyone except Prince Mu Feng. Prince Feng has never allowed the Thirteenth Prince to have contact with others," even if Leng wasn't in Mo Yan,
She was with her, but she still knew that Mu Feng had killed many people for Mo Yan, and anyone who looked at Mo Yan too much or touched Mo Yan would end up dead.
Nanny Leng was sometimes glad that she didn't have to be by Mo Yan's side, otherwise she would have turned into a pile of bones by now.
Although Aunt Leng said this, the sweat on her forehead still kept pouring out and never stopped. She was really frightened by Mo Zhan.
"That's all?" Mo Zhan didn't believe it was that simple. He knew about Mu Feng's occupation but there were still some things that might have been missed. "Hasn't the emperor's brother ever left the palace?"
If he has not left the house, then what is the latest rumor outside? Mo Zhan's eyes flashed with a cold look, and his eyes were half closed, like a fox staring at a piece of meat.
"The Thirteenth Prince left the palace, but his servants were not with him, so he didn't know what happened." Aunt Leng's voice was trembling, her feet were numb, and Mo Zhan didn't even bother to ask her to get up.
"Go down!" Mo Zhan said expressionlessly. Did he miss something?
Mo Zhan wondered whether he should ask Mo Yan the next time he saw him. Mo Yan had better not hide anything from him. He knew that his mother felt guilty about Mo Yan.
The queen mother also hopes that he will treat Mo Yan well, but if Mo Yan is really involved in this power struggle, let alone Mo Yan has already been involved, then he has no choice.