Chapter 352

Every word she said was firm. Mo Qiyuan stepped back in shock. Feng Su's eyes fell on Mo Qiyuan's face and said slowly, "even though the former Emperor didn't like the empress dowager, there is no doubt about the Empress Dowager's feelings for the former Emperor. This time, the Empress Dowager also proposed to bury the Emperor himself. I wonder if the emperor has any questions? "

Mo Qiyuan couldn't find her for a moment. Feng Su sneered: "I'm afraid the Emperor didn't come here today for the Empress Dowager's business, but to inquire about the truth of the king?" Mohist people have always been ungrateful, and the ruthlessness in their bones is beyond others. When Mo Qiyuan didn't sit on the throne, he should try his best to win over Anyang palace. But now, the king of Anyang is so successful that he is afraid that Mo Qiyuan is thinking about how to get rid of this obstacle, just like the former Emperor.

"Presumptuous!" Mo Qiyuan yelled angrily. It's hard to avoid the embarrassment of being exposed. However, Feng Su is not afraid of him. She just turns her face and stares at Mo Qi Yuan with a three-point examination until he feels numb. Mo Qiyuan unconsciously weakened his momentum. Feng Su stood on one side, his eyes cold, like three feet of winter.

Feng Su slammed the curtain and left: "emperor, you should be your emperor with peace of mind. This throne is not rare to everyone."

Three days later, Feng Su was reading in the room, and it was getting dark. Outside, Qing'er suddenly opened the door and said, "Miss, it's dark. I'll take another candle for you." Feng Su waved her hand and turned over the medical books with all her heart.

A gorgeous figure suddenly came along the corridor. The doorkeeper's mother immediately came to report. Qing'er came with a candle. Seeing from a distance that the visitor was extremely rich, she immediately turned in to report. Feng Su had already heard the movement outside. Now she put down her medical books and looked up at the movement outside.

But the sky was dim, half of the man's body was hidden in the shadow, and his face was blocked by the shadow of hibiscus tree. Looking at her figure alone, she should be a woman. Feng Su's heart blurs out a figure. Standing at the gate of the yard, the woman seems to notice Feng Su's eyes. She looks at it in surprise and waves her hand twice. Feng Su's pupil suddenly widened and stood up in disbelief.

Lengshenjian, Qing'er has gone to invite people in. Song Heyuan was so dusty all the way that he sold several hairpins on his head before he came to Dadu. Fortunately, she disguised herself as a man all the way. Otherwise, she would be arrested before she left Nanzhao. Feng Su listens to her to say, the lip Cape dyed three cent smile: "you this dress is to change in most?"

Song Heyuan nodded, took Feng Su's hand and said in a worried voice, "what's the matter with him, even Gong Jin?"

Along the way, song he didn't see even Gong Jin. What's more, it's so late that even Gong Jin won't let Feng Su stay alone. But now Feng Su is hiding in this room reading. It can be seen that the situation of Lian Gong Jin is not optimistic. Feng Su gathered the broken hair in her ear, and her eyes seemed to reflect the starlight of the whole day. She said, "he's been very busy recently. He'll come back later. I think he should be in the study now."

Song Heyuan stares at her suspiciously, and her eyes scan around the room. She suddenly understands. I'm afraid Feng Su hasn't seen Lian Gongjin for several days. There is only one such explanation, that is, Lian Gongjin is not suitable to meet guests at the moment. Feng Su turned her head and did not look at her. She said with a smile, "now all the herbs are ready. Except for a lotus seed branch, it can be used as medicine."

There was a sudden thunder outside. The roaring thunder swallowed Feng Su's words. Red brocade came back in a hurry and put the bamboo umbrella aside. Then she shook her wet clothes and opened the door: "Miss, Wang Ye fainted."

Feng Su immediately stood up, and there was a rare sadness on her face. Even palace brocade has always been the most intolerant, connive at such news spread out, just afraid because he has fallen. Feng Su couldn't even take care of her umbrella, so she ran to the study in a hurry. Song Heyuan was just about to catch up, but he didn't know why and looked back at her.

There was no candle light in the study. It was very dark. When I opened the door, I saw a dark purple mantra curtain. Leaning against the bed, there was a man reclining. Feng Su immediately opened the curtain and walked slowly. The man's face is not dressed, clean face now quiet down, completely faded the haze of the past. Feng Su stretched out his hand to straighten him, lay on the bed, and looked at his face. A moment later, she suddenly stood up and ran out without looking back.

The door snapped, and the room was still again, empty and suffocating. At this time, the man who should have closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. The dark and deep pupil seemed to melt into the darkness, and no light could penetrate into it. He stood up silently, grabbed the robe on one side and put it on his shoulder. He looked at the direction of Fengsu's departure with a third of nostalgia. Then he pushed out the window and rushed out quickly.

Behind him suddenly appeared a row of men in black, as if they had been there. Even the palace brocade is looking at the imperial city direction, suddenly sneer two, in the mouth sends out the eagle moo general loud sharp whistle. The man behind him immediately dispersed and ran quickly to the palace.

In the imperial study, the emperor was correcting the memorial with his head down when the candle suddenly flashed twice. Mo Qiyuan subconsciously raised his head, only to see the window did not know when the wind was blowing. A strong wind blowing in, all of a sudden will play everywhere flying. Mr. Lin stepped forward to close the window. Mo Qiyuan suddenly felt very bad, but before he could react, a figure was already sitting on the carved orchid chair.Mo Qiyuan was startled. A moment later, a smile appeared on his face: "Uncle Wang is coming so late. Is there anything important?"

The young face of the man sparkled under the candlelight. Mo Qi Yuan's body is full of the majesty of the emperor at the moment, and the original decadent Tang Dynasty has not been left at all. At the moment, he stood beside the imperial case, looking down at Lian Gongjin, and his handsome face was unspeakable irony.

"Prince, no, the emperor is really clever." Even the finger under Gong Jin's long sleeve was white. "For the sake of the throne, I don't hesitate to give up my mother. I'm afraid that the Emperor didn't think that his son, who had never been liked by himself, was so similar to him."

From the beginning, he knew that Mo Qiyuan was not so innocent as he seemed. As the son of the emperor and the eldest son of the emperor, how can we not have evil thoughts about the throne. The reason why Mo Qiyuan refused to show it all the time was that he was not liked by the emperor. His eagerness for quick success and instant benefit would only make the emperor grasp the handle. Even more, he always knew his mother's feelings for the former Emperor, which made him unable to completely trust his mother. Until she met Feng Su, Feng Su might know his ambition, or maybe she didn't know it until she was halfway there, but she was too slow to stop. Or, the sixth Prince didn't really want to be a king, and the fifth prince was too reckless to fight with Mo Qiyun, so Feng Su took his eyes at Mo Qiyuan. But I didn't expect to work hard to cultivate a biting dog.

Even the palace brocade cold hum a, suddenly throw out a paper imperial edict from the cuff. Even Gong Jin narrowed his eyes: "emperor, you must not know the handwriting of the emperor. The former Emperor is still alive, and he has not touched me at all. You are too anxious. If the emperor is tired of sitting on the throne, he might as well change his job. I remember that Princess ho Chao seems to be pregnant with a son left by the former Emperor. I think it's time to be born in a few months. "

This is simply a naked threat, Mo Qi Yuan suddenly stood up, eyes dead on the bright yellow Jin platinum. Up to now, he finally understood why his father did not eradicate him when Liangong was in its infancy, but kept him growing. Unexpectedly, there is such a layer in it. Mo Qiyuan smashed his fist on the table, sawdust flew around, and the back of his hand was dripping with blood.

Even the palace brocade sneers two: "still invite the emperor to be good at it." Mr. Lin stood aside, not daring to breathe. Mo Qi Yuan looks at the back of Lian Gong Jin with a dim look.