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Chapter 46: Who dares to touch this king's concubine! 【4】

Mo Zhilan is an extremely independent man.

He still remembered that he was only eight years old on the day his father died.

The rules of the Tianche Dynasty are that after the death of a brother, the younger brother succeeds. When the father dies, the emperor's uncle should naturally succeed to the throne. However, the father left a legacy and passed the throne to himself, who was still the prince, and destroyed the ancestral system. The ministers urgently remonstrated.

, he was forced to do nothing, it was Mo Zhilan, who gave up the fight for the throne, stood in front of him, knelt down on one knee with the courtesy of a courtier, and swore an oath to him to protect his throne and keep him safe...

From that time on, he knew that Mo Zhilan was as decisive as ever in his life. He also knew that Tian Che's empire would be handed over to him, and that only Mo Zhilan could control the world.

For more than ten years, Mo Zhilan has been through life and death for him, stabilizing the court for him, and consolidating the country for him. He has unreserved trust in the emperor's uncle. Together, their uncle and nephew will be famous throughout the world.

Yes, he always thought so...until five years ago...

Feng Xizi, this woman was born in the south of the Yangtze River and raised in a merchant's family. Her appearance made him panic. It would have been just an ordinary woman, but she was the heir to the Feng family who dominated with financial resources. Her methods were scheming.

He was no longer someone he could accuse, but the Emperor's uncle's heart, which only held the Tianche Dynasty, now had Feng Xizi...

Mo Zhilan lowered his head, his eyes twinkling under his long eyelashes, and said calmly: "Five years ago, I was deeply in love with her. The reason why I gave up was not because I didn't love her, nor because I didn't love her deeply enough, but because I didn't love her deeply enough.

I believe in her. For the past five years, I have devoted myself to Your Majesty just to ensure His Majesty's stability. Now that the world is at peace, Zi'er has waited for me for five years, and I will never let her wait any longer."

Although she was shouting curse words at him, she cared about him very much in her heart. Feng Xizi completely implemented the four rules of duplicity and duplicity.

But, in fact, she never said she didn't love him, even if she was forced by his calculations, she never said it. Maybe, in Zi'er's heart, she always disbelieved him, doubted him, guessed him, and blamed him...

Five years, for a woman, five years is too long. If he doesn't close his arms, Zi'er may fly away and never look back.

【Su Liu Weiyang】

Feng Xizi didn't know what Mo Zhilan and Mo Nanhen talked about, but she had already guessed it.

Mo Zhilan, even she herself doesn't know what this man is like in her heart...

The night wind blew in from the open window, blowing away the hanging gauze, and also blew away the wind-swept purple silk sitting behind the gauze.

Brushing her hair gently, Feng Xizi looked at herself in the mirror.

Pink lips, fragrant cheeks, beautiful eyes and crescent eyebrows, a slender nose, and a charming smile... She had seen this face for five years, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that God had been too kind to her.

Well, if she had a choice, she would rather have the "ordinary" face of her previous life than the face that brought disaster to the country and the people.

Lowering her eyes, she sighed softly - "Why, Zi'er also has moments of sadness?"

With a pause of his fingers, Feng Xi combed his hair in an ordinary way, "If His Majesty hadn't devalued his position and stabbed him to death, maybe I wouldn't be sad now."

Mo Zhilan opened the gauze curtain and looked at Feng Xizi, who was dressed in plain gauze pajamas. Her bun had long been untied, and her black hair was spread out like a spring, reaching her waist, like ink and fantasy.

"For Zi'er, His Majesty's threat could have been ignored, couldn't it?" He smiled softly, as if questioning, and he reached out to take her comb and began to comb her hair.


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