"Your Majesty, please." The door opened and everyone stepped forward respectfully.
The man who was called the prince suddenly turned around, and the warm autumn sun shone on his face. His phoenix eyes seemed to be flashing with soft waves. Under the high bridge of his nose, there was the corner of his lips that was always slightly raised.
, a smile that seemed to be half-smiling raised an arc of laughter, that face could be said to be beautiful, one could not look directly at it, it was indeed three points more beautiful than a woman, even the most beautiful lady in the Cang Kingdom, Bai Fei, might be
Much worse.
Perhaps it was not suitable for the current sunshine, so the man narrowed his eyes slightly. In an instant, his smiling face became a little colder, and even the temperature around him seemed to have dropped.
Who says this man is warm? In fact, he is actually ice. It is ice wrapped in warmth. When necessary, his hands can be stained with other people's blood without hesitation. But now his hands, maybe
Already covered in blood.
He turned around, and a large shadow fell on him, and the corners of his white clothes also brought up a cold wind. He was noble, arrogant, moody, and of course, bloodthirsty.
"He's here?" Li Mochen narrowed his dark eyes, "Sure enough, his temper is hard to understand. Doesn't he like what the palace has arranged for him?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," said Eunuch Hai, "it is said that this is Zhu Zheng's villa, Wanjing Villa."
Li Mochen raised his eyebrows, "What a big arrogance, Zhu Zheng's other courtyard is for him to live in." They also know the richest man in the Cang Kingdom. This King of Branding is indeed not simple.
Eunuch Hai also nodded. Before this man entered the palace, he gave them a warning. They said that Prince Lao had a moody temper and acted out of common sense. Thinking about it, this rumor was true.
"Then let him," Li Mochen waved his hand lightly, "Also, let people pay close attention to that side, but be careful, this King Brand is not an ordinary person, don't let him find out."
"Okay, I'll take care of it now," Eunuch Hai walked out. He was also wary of this King Lao. The more unpredictable this person is, the more dangerous he is.
"That's right," when Eunuch Hai was about to go out, Li Mochen stopped him.
Eunuch Hai retreated again. What else does the emperor have to say?
Li Mochen frowned and asked, "How is Yun Xi doing lately?" He has been so busy these past few years that he hasn't paid attention to her affairs for a long time.
"No," Eunuch Hai shook his head, "The princess has been depressed, and General An has not entered the palace for several days. The slave has followed the emperor's wishes and said that the general has been busy recently because of the matter of branding the king. Fortunately, the princess has not
I don’t doubt it, but a few days ago, the princess asked Arule to send the same pillow to the general, but he still hasn’t seen the general."
Li Mochen also had a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, "An Jin did such good things, but he also asked me to follow him and lie to his sister."
"The emperor is also doing it for the princess's good. Maybe in a few days, the princess may get used to not having General An's presence. After all, the princess is still young, and she might like someone else."
Li Mochen smiled bitterly, "Xiaohai, what you said is wrong." He stood up, with a bit of depression on his body, "I don't know about others, but my sister believes that she will live her whole life, unless she has no heart.
Otherwise, she will only have An Jin in her heart."
"But An Jin is destined to be the one who makes her sad."
"What should we do?" Upon hearing this, Eunuch Hai became worried for Yun Xi.
"I don't know," Li Mochen sat down again, and his whole body fell silent following these three words. If he had known, he wouldn't have sat here and let things unfold.
There are two ways, kill An Jin, or An Jin kill Yun Xi.
"By the way," Li Mochen suddenly remembered something, "The day after tomorrow is Women's Day, right?" Then he remembered that it seemed that that day had arrived again.
"Yes," Mr. Hai calculated that it would be the day after tomorrow.