"He regards the throne as lightly as clouds, otherwise he would not have given up the throne to Mo Nanhen. What he wants is far more than this..." Feng Xizi looked at the elegant plum blossom pattern on the silk quilt, and lightly
The soft voice seemed to be floating in the sky, "The country is picturesque and the people are in peace. What he wants is for Tianche to prosper for thirty years. With me, he exchanged this country and this prosperous age..."
The beauty of the country, which one is more important?
At that time, Mo Nanhen was afraid that she would make Mo Zhilan do something wrong, but she vowed that Mo Zhilan would never abandon the world for Feng Xizi.
Sure enough, the prophecy came true.
Mo Zhilan chose the former between Jiang Shan and her, which was something she expected.
Love, the world.
I chose Jiangshan and abandoned her...
Looking at Feng Xizi's thin smile, Qiyu's face suddenly darkened and she stood up abruptly, losing her composure in a rare moment.
"Miss, will you look back?"
Feng Xizi smiled coldly, "Mo Zhilan wants to be his eternal wise king. I want my free life and will never change it for him. Besides, he went south to Suzhou with great fanfare this time. Do you think he really is?"
To make me look back?"
"Could it be..." Qiyu frowned, recalling Mo Zhilan's heart-rending tactics.
"He came this time, I'm afraid..." Feng Xi's purple rhombus lips tilted slightly, he slowly raised his eyes, his watery clear eyes were as dark as the sea, and said softly: "It's moving, killing thoughts."
kill……
read……
Qiyu suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. He was not stupid. As soon as Feng Xizi finished speaking, he guessed Mo Zhilan's true purpose.
Emperor Tianche really has a plan.
It’s a perfect strategy——
[I am Liu Er who is working hard to update. The heroine Qinghua is powerful and resourceful. It will start to feel fun soon~]
A faint sandalwood scent was burning in Baihuazhou's study. Mo Zhilan was sitting on the soft couch, looking down at the memorial sent from the imperial capital.
Standing not far away, Feng Rui, whose heart seemed to be spinning all over, quietly raised his head and looked at Mo Zhilan, who was flipping through the manuscripts.
He was standing here half an hour ago.
Then, half an hour passed, and he was still standing here!
Did Mo Zhilan recruit him late at night just to make him stand like a decoration?
The room was still quiet, and Mo Zhilan raised his head slightly after closing the reviewed notebook in his hand.
Under the slightly dim light, his narrow phoenix eyes were dyed with a gentle smile, and his noble and unparalleled aura suppressed everyone in the study.
"Everyone except Feng Rui, please go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Fang Ruling and the four secret guards responsible for Mo Zhilan's safety exited and closed the study door.
Only Mo Zhilan and Feng Rui were left in the room, one sitting and the other standing, looking at each other for a moment.
Under Mo Zhilan's penetrating eyes, Feng Rui spoke first, "Your Majesty summoned the common people, I don't know why."
"I heard that Young Master Feng is in charge of the Feng family's business in Loulan?" Mo Zhilan asked softly.
"I don't dare to take it seriously. The grassroots have indeed followed the orders of the family master to garrison Loulan these years."
Mo Zhilan nodded clearly, curled his thin lips slightly, and said with a half-smile, "I really want to know, whether Young Master Feng thinks Tian Che is higher or lower than Loulan."
"In Tianche's prosperous dynasty, Your Majesty is a wise king, so of course Tianche is one step ahead." Feng Rui chose his words carefully and answered carefully.
"Tianche's prosperous age cannot be separated from the Feng family, but Loulan seems to have become stronger because of the Feng family in the past two years. If I don't want Loulan to continue to be strong, I don't know if the Feng family is willing..." After a pause, Mo Zhilan
The long eyelashes as cunning as a fox twitched slightly, "Get out of Loulan."