Chapter 303

That night, an uninvited guest came to Pinxiang building. Mo Qiyuan almost rushed in. He was full of rain. He fell all over the ground wet, and then a cold wind poured in along the open door. Feng Su immediately coughs a few times. Mo Qiyuan quickly turns back and closes the door. Until today, he doesn't know what a dangerous situation it was on that day when the emperor's elder sister had an accident. Mo Qi Yuan stares round eyes: "Miss Feng, you are really too risky!"

If that day is not even palace brocade arrive in time, in case her veil falls, be recognized by Mo Qi cloud, I'm afraid the person who died at the moment will have to add her. Feng Su smiles and doesn't care: "adventure? Your highness, you are wrong. Susu has been living with his Highness for a long time. How can you care about this danger. Besides, Yong'an still died in his hands. Anyway, I will not let him go. "

Feng Su stood on tiptoe, lit the wick in the warm cage, blew out the fire fold, looked back at the prince, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you still can't see the situation now?"

A light sandalwood filled the room and surrounded the crowd. Mo Qiyuan stood there, shocked all over, and said with a forced smile: "after all, he is the blood of his father, the seventh younger brother of the prince..."

"Your Highness, there was a coup before Prince ningxuan ascended the throne. At the gate of the palace, he shot and killed his other two brothers and finally won the throne." Feng Su opened the chessboard and asked Mo Qiyuan, "during the reign of Prince ningxuan, the former dynasty once reached the most prosperous period. All the people in the world praise him. Who can remember the charge of killing his brother. On the other hand, your Highness Prince, you are considerate of the common people and cultivate morality. More importantly, your mother and concubine are the queen and the master mother of the world. If you are not worthy of the throne, who else is worthy of it? "

Mo Qiyuan had doubts on his face, which he did not understand. So since he was born, his mother invited Taifu to teach him, and he never relaxed. But his father was always indifferent to him. He only thought that his father's expectations for him were too high, and he hoped that he would abide by his duty as a king. However, it was not until the third emperor's younger brother was born that he realized that his father would not be merciful, just unwilling to treat him.

All right, Mo Qiyuan thought that no matter which child appeared in the palace after that, his father never treated him specially. Mo Qiyuan's heart was more balanced. What he didn't know, however, was that while his father spoiled his third brother, he even sent someone to teach him how to be king. However, the third brother pretended to be ignorant in front of them. Until he reached adulthood, the third younger brother made a great success in the court. From then on, his father began to make no secret of his love for the third younger brother.

Feng Su saw him pondering, holding hands to drop a son, whispered: "Your Highness, you lost."

Mo Qiyuan was startled and looked down. He had no choice but to smile bitterly. Feng Su put away his chess pieces and said, "it seems that his royal highness is not good at playing chess."

"I've heard that the seventh Prince is very good at chess." Feng Su's shape seems to speak unintentionally, "Your Highness, if you play chess on this chessboard, it's like a contest between you and the seventh prince. You have just lost. Your highness is kind. Even if you win, you will give the other side a chance to survive. Unfortunately, the seventh Prince has always been suspicious. I'm afraid that even if your highness is willing to be a little humble, the seventh prince will not be able to sleep safely. I'm afraid that he wants to take your life day and night. "

"When the time comes, the king will defeat the enemy. Does your highness think that your mother's concubine, your side's concubine and the people in your prince's mansion can escape to heaven, or will they be buried with you as your highness dies out? " Feng Su suddenly stood up and looked into his eyes.

Mo Qi Yuan's hands clenched for a moment. He opened his eyes and stared at Feng Su without blinking. Mo Qiyuan was silent on the surface, but in fact, he had already set off a storm in his heart. Every time I see this woman, I can give him a different feeling. Even now, knowing that her appearance was ruined, and that the mask on her face was even more insipid, he could not help but want to go further. So much so that he wanted to ask, is there no other reason for her to help him, except for Huang Jie? However, the next second, Mo Qiyuan stopped the action abruptly.

His slight action fell into Feng Su's eyes. Feng Su immediately bent up her lips and showed a slight smile. This is also the reason why she chose Mo Qiyuan. She abides by the etiquette and always knows what she should do. She is compassionate, wise and rational. Of course, the same literary talent is amazing. What kind of person is more suitable to ascend the throne than Mo Qiyuan? Not to mention, he is still the prince and comes from the orthodox family.

Mo Qiyuan seemed to be awakened in an instant, and his eyes were gradually clear, even showing a trace of ruthlessness. Indeed, even if he is willing to let Mo Qiyun go, Mo Qiyun will not let him go in the future. What's more, Mo Qiyun killed his elder sister, and there was already a dead feud between them. If the empress mother knew that she was soft hearted, she would be angry. He was too confused. He immediately bent over and arched his hand: "thank you for reminding Miss Feng."

Mo Qi Yuan turns to leave, Feng Su sighs. Feng Mo Miao came out from behind the screen, thinking a little. He didn't know that his younger sister trusted Mo Qiyuan so much. Feng Su took the cuzi that covered the heat on the warm cage and tied it to her. She said with a smile, "here comes the guest."

As soon as the voice fell, a shadow rushed in. Feng Mo Miao subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face. Seeing that the mask was still attached to his face, he was relieved. Waiting to see who came, Feng Mo Miao couldn't help being stunned. Ziying rushed in and said, "girl, you can't go in. Ah, you...""Ziying, go down first." Feng Su said with a smile. Fu Cai turned her eyes to the woman who came in. "I don't know what happened when Princess Nanzhao came to Sujin. If she asked for incense, she asked Princess Nanzhao to go downstairs. When the time came, Sujin naturally offered the rouge."

When Princess Nanzhao came in, she was very angry. Ten pairs of flowers with beads on her head were dangling together, making a clear sound. Feng Mo Miao's vision falls to her face, the cheek is tiny red, quickly lowers a head. Nanzhao princess was born beautiful, and her eyebrows and eyes were different. She was as weak as a woman in the Northern Qi Dynasty, but with a trace of heroism. Bright eyebrow white teeth, shoulder thin waist, even now angry, also have a special flavor.

Qinghe couldn't stop his young lady. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. Nanzhao princess looked up and down at Fengsu with her eyes. Suddenly she was angry: "I've been listening to Gongjin talking about Sujin girl before. Today, it's really extraordinary."

Nanzhao princess is quick in mind, not as usual. That day, in order to persuade her to leave, Lian Gongjin inevitably said something nice, but although Lian Gongjin tried to cover it up, song Heyuan still sensed an unusual breath from it. Lian Gong Jin has always been self-made, except for Miss Feng, who has never met before, for he has never mentioned anyone else in front of her. However, this Sujin girl is just a rouge master, but she can make Lian Gongjin take care of her like this. Song Heyuan's heart is angry.

If this Su brocade is as good-looking as it is said in the rumor, it's better to be talented. But this woman was born with ordinary appearance, and her speech was very hypocritical. Song Heyuan really didn't understand what Lian Gongjin was looking for in front of her. She has always had the character of being outspoken. She said immediately, "are you Su Jin? I'm not here to ask for incense. I ask you, "what's the relationship between the Lord and you?"

Feng Su really has a headache. She scolds Lian Gong Jin in the bottom of her heart and smiles politely on her face: "princess, although Su Jin has just come to Dadu, she knows that there are only two princesses in the Northern Qi Dynasty. I heard that the eldest princess died of illness a few days ago. As for the other princess, she ranks eighth. Now she is only thirteen years old. Who are you, girl?"

Feng Su looks at her in surprise. Song Heyuan didn't expect that she was so cunning. She was angry for a moment: "my palace is the princess of Nanzhao."

"That is Princess Nanzhao. I'm afraid Sujin doesn't have to answer your question." Feng Su pretended to be cold. In fact, she was very curious about Nanzhao princess. She has seen too many women in the boudoir of the Northern Qi Dynasty. She is gentle on the face, but in fact she is hypocritical at the bottom of her heart. If you are not careful, you will be killed. To compare, the Nanzhao princess is really straightforward and lovely.

Song Heyuan was angry and immediately patted the table: "you are very good, but my palace tells you that even Gong Jin already has someone in his heart. Even if the person's whereabouts are unknown, it is not a woman like you who can replace him. I advise you not to be paranoid. " Song Heyuan said, angry directly turned around and left.

Feng Su was stunned and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. She did not expect that the Nanzhao princess came here to fight for her own injustice. Feng Mo Miao's expression for a moment also became very strange, for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing.

Song Heyuan was still angry when she rushed to produce the fragrant building. Qinghe looked at it and couldn't help sighing. The princess's strange temper came up again. Song Heyuan just calmed down when he got on the carriage, and he looked lonely in an instant. Just now she also knew that she was impulsive, but she didn't know why. As soon as she saw that woman's eyes on me, she was jealous and crazy, and those eyes were like laughing at her over capacity. What she said was not to herself.