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After the burial of Prince Mo Yunhai, it was evening when Xiao Jiner and Mo Jinxi returned to the 13th Prince's residence.

Walking on the quiet path, Mo Jinxi never shows her eyebrows

xiaojin'er secretly looks at him one, two, three Until after the nth eye, finally with his line of sight, touched a positive.

"Ask what you want!" Mo Jinxi reached out and held her hand; her warm fingertips were as delicate and warm as a suet jade.

Small sincerely son is like, wait is he this words sort, quietly toward his side to gather together: "are you all right?"

"Nothing bad!"

“……” I'm sorry.

What kind of answer is that?

"Some tired, want to have a good sleep!" Mo Jin Xi said in a soft voice, calm and without ups and downs. It was hard to guess for a moment whether his words were true or false.

Small sincerely son pupil tiny turn: "do you have what worry?"

“…… Well

"Tell me, maybe I can help you share some!" Small sincerely son backhand embraces his arm, a pair of black big eyes, looking at him straightly.

Mo Jin Xi laughs: "you are not afraid, not only can't help me, but only increase their own troubles?"

"Not afraid!" Small sincerely son shakes head, a serious way: "two people worry together, always better than a person worry!"

"It makes sense!" Mo Jin Chi, with a smile in her heart, nodded in agreement.

How could his little wife be so lovely?

Xiaojin'er's eyebrows bent: "since you agree with me, tell me quickly, what are you worrying about? Does the family that worries Luan Xin have no whereabouts

"No!"

"What's that?" The small sincerely son asks, the eye Baba of looking at him, the slightest don't give him the opportunity of evading.

Mo Jinxi sighed, raised her hand, and rubbed her soft hair: "the first queen died for many years, and the second one was hanging in the air. Now the eldest brother died suddenly. I'm afraid that no matter the crown prince or the second one, they will bring up the old story again, and if so, it will set off a bloodbath!"

The battle for the throne has always been more than just a battle for life.

The small sincerely son pupil suddenly shrinks, obviously didn't expect, he already thought of so far affair.

No!

Actually, it's not far away.

Within a month of the burial of the crown prince, I'm afraid that the civil and military officials will bring up the issue of establishing the crown prince again.

During this period, princes, princes, and those who have high hopes for the throne will certainly be active.

"Do you want to write a letter and say it to the emperor?" Small sincerely son light voice inquires.

If, as Mo'er said, Jinxi is the future crown prince of Cangyao Dynasty, what she can do is to make the army of the northern Shang Dynasty his strong backing, so that he can overcome all difficulties and ascend to the top of the ninth five.

Mo Jinxi shook his head: "watch the change first!"

“…… Good

During the conversation, they walked outside the wing room.

The ink brocade Chi Gang wants to accompany small Jin son to enter the wing room, the canthus of the eye remaining light, accidentally glimpses a black shadow, the front step suddenly a meal.

"What's the matter?" Small accurate son side eye, the suspicion saw him one eye.

"Nothing!" Ink brocade Xi Yang under lip Cape, draw out arm: "is suddenly think of, there is a fold in the study, need to tidy up, tomorrow submit with father emperor!"

"Now?"

"Well!" Mo Jinxi: "you go to have a rest first, I'll go back!"

"Good!"

After Mo Jin Chi Mu sent her into the wing room, she walked to the right, not to the study, but to the direction where the shadow had just disappeared.

When he jumped out of the thirteen kings' mansion, there was a figure standing on the wasteland behind the mansion.

"Feng Jun kowtow to Wang Ye!" The man in black saluted.

Mo Jinxi raised his fingertips slightly, indicating that he didn't need to be polite: "how about it?"

Feng Jun didn't say anything. He handed him a note, which clearly recorded the results of recent exploration.

Ink brocade Chi took over, spread out, face gradually become ugly.

"Lord! Do you want to continue the investigation? " Feng Jun had expected his reaction so much that he didn't react much when he saw that he had changed his color.

"Check!" Mo Jinxi took back his eyes, pinched the tip of the note, tightened it little by little, and soon rubbed the note into his palm.

"I understand!"

"Be safe!" Mo Jinxi told.

Feng Jun nodded, the next second, a little toe, people have disappeared in place.

Ink brocade Xi face color cold, standing in place for a long time, take out the fire fold, the palm of the knead not like the note lit, watching it turn to ashes.

Do you think that with your own strength, you can really subvert the Cangyao dynasty?

But I'm looking for my own death!

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North underworld.In the small courtyard on the west side, there were bursts of suppressed crying.

The servant girls and servants who were watching the scene were curious to stick their ears to the walls and doors outside the yard, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation inside, but they couldn't hear anything except crying.

In the wing room

Beimingying, who can't help crying, hugs her knees tightly. Her cheeks are buried above her knees. Only her constantly twitching shoulders betray her sadness and despair.

Yao hanyue looked at her heartbroken appearance, and her eyes turned red: "Ying'er! Stop crying! Cry bad body, amount Niang can be distressed

Beimingying seems not to hear her persuasion, is still crying hard, like to completely vent their despair and unwilling.

Standing aside for a long time, Beiming Hong's face became more and more ugly.

"This time, you have to marry if you want to, and you have to marry if you don't!" With a calm face, Bei Ming Hong said, "ah Ma is here today, not to discuss with you, but to inform you!"

"No! I don't want to marry... " Beimingying shakes her head, desperately shaking her head, sobbing, like a trapped animal.

"Who do you want to marry if you don't marry him? Your cousin? " Beiminghong's face was black for a moment, as if it could drip ink at any time: "if you really think so, you should give up this idea for AMA as soon as possible, and don't daydream!"

North Ming Ying smell speech, brush of raise cheek, full of water mist eyes, sad looking at oneself once regarded as the person of the day: "Ma! Why do you want to force your daughter when she has a place to belong to? "

"It's all for your own good. Even if you can't understand her good intentions now, one day, you will thank her for making this decision for you."

Beimingying shakes her head: "no! Never... " After hearing the words, Beiming Hong's face became more ugly: "don't be stubborn. Ah Ma will leave the words here today. Let's not say whether Mo Jinxi is willing to marry or not. Even if he is willing to marry, ah Ma will never allow you to degenerate and become someone else's concubine!"

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