Chapter 233

"Old five, when I didn't hear from you a few days ago, some people in Beijing said that you were killed in the war. Others said that you went to the northern vassal department and became a big five. Tut tut tut Tut, I'm really afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Murong Yu heard the speech and snorted coldly, "naturally, they all want me to die, or take the power in my hand, the soldiers under my command and the land under my name."

Ouyang Zhan followed Murong Yu's words and said, "I heard that these days, before the emperor's imperial case, there are many tips for recommending talents. Of course, the most is to comfort. The first is your dear brother Murong quan..."

"Unfortunately, it was because of his urgency that he was locked up."

Murong Yu Leng snorted, "I really hope he will come more times, so I can watch more good plays."

His mouth was joking, but the bottom of his eyes was cold and there was no temperature.

Such Murong imperial let Mo Xi Yan heartache.

She had heard that the imperial family had no family.

Before she came to this world, she only said that it was an exaggeration of TV dramas and movies.

But after listening to what they said, Mo Xiyan was distressed and Murong came.

This man is the God of war of Xia who earned his name with his flesh and blood.

He is also the seventh Prince of the great summer hall and the seventh son of the Holy Lord.

If a person with such an identity is put in the future, he is afraid that he has covered the sky with one hand.

But what about him?

I still live a life of forbearance and submission.

I don't think it's worth it for him.

It's just that she doesn't understand these political affairs.

She doesn't know the intricate relationship between those characters.

So when they were talking, she could only listen and remember as hard as she could.

Because if you don't even understand these words, how can you stand on the side of Murong Yu in the future?

Thinking of this, she listened more quietly and seriously to the dialogue between Murong Yuzhan and Ouyang Zhan, and took a note silently in her heart.

At this time, Ouyang Zhan suddenly smiled mysteriously, raised his hand, gently clicked the table and whispered, "Oh, by the way, I heard that Wuning has left for the capital a few days ago. Guess what he wants to do?"

"What else can I do? I went to Beijing to participate in my book."

Murong Yu had long guessed that these restless people would pick up and start jumping during this period of time.

This is another reason why he stayed in Mojia village for so long.

He just wanted to see how many people wanted to see him die.

I also want to see how the emperor sitting high above will deal with this matter.

"You guessed well." Ouyang Zhan nodded. "This Wu Ning Hou is the prince's uncle. He hasn't arrived yet, but the folding has been placed on the emperor's imperial case. Tut Tut, he's not afraid of being chopped if his hand is too long."

"Chop it. You can't keep it sooner or later." Murong Yu shrugged, picked up the tea cup again and had a drink.

After a little pause, he asked again, "how's the investigation of Moqi's way?"

"No progress." Ouyang Zhan shook his head and frowned.

Murong Yu nodded and said faintly, "but this man is not dead. As long as his heart is not dead, he can always find out."

"I'm afraid before we find him out, he has set off a big wave again and caught us by surprise."

Ouyang Zhan said here, suddenly dipped in tea, drew a simple map on the table, and then pointed to several dots on the top, "according to Hongge Dao, the emergence of Moqi Dao has been found in these places."

Smelling the speech, Murong Yu's eyebrows wrinkled, and the bottom of his eyes slowly sank down. "Such a brazen appearance seems to be his style."

At this point, he snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "it's just that under such a situation, he still doesn't change his style. It's not like a person who is despised by the emperor."

"What does Ziyuan mean?"

Maybe he thought of some possibility, Ouyang Zhan's eyebrows also frowned deeply, and there was no previous relaxation between his eyebrows and eyes.

Murong Yu was silent for a long time. Finally, he leaned back to the back of the chair tired, pinched the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice, "his fake death is probably the opportunity set by my father to clean up the door."

Clean up the portal?

Mo Xiyan doesn't understand that if an emperor wants to kill, he still needs to set a name?

Unless these four words represent... Murong royal princes, or relatives with the word emperor.

Thinking of this, her heart was inexplicably heavy.

No wonder Murong Yu always looks like that when he talks about the palace.

"What are you going to do? Do you really want to go to Beijing?"

Ouyang Zhan looked at Murong Yu with a solemn expression. At this time, he was not like Murong Yu's third brother, but like his subordinates.

Not more like a businessman, but a bit like a military counselor.

"Go up, why not?" Murong Yuben's face was very cold, and it was even colder at the moment.

"But since they don't let me live in peace, I won't let them feel better."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and put it on the map that Ouyang Zhan had drawn before.

"You tell brother, take someone here to light some fires and tell him that the more prosperous the better."

Ouyang Zhan stared at the map, flashing a dark light at the bottom of his eyes, and then nodded solemnly, "OK, I'll send him a book right away."

Then he really got up and left the waterside pavilion.

For a time, only Mo Xiyan and Murong Yu remained in the waterside pavilion.

Murong Yu's body was still angry and looked terrible.

Let Mo Xi Yan don't know how to speak for a moment.

The whole waterside pavilion can be heard when the needle drops.

After a long time, Murong Yu opened his mouth first.

"Are you scared?"

Mo Xiyan looked at him and shook his head, "No."

Murong Yu took the hand of the teapot and said, "really?"

"What's the advantage of lying to you?" don't cherish Yan's eyebrows.

Murong was stunned, then turned away his anger, looked at her and smiled, "it's good, such as the king's heart and body."

Speaking of the word body, he deliberately turned a tone. It sounded ambiguous and frivolous. It couldn't be teased.

Coupled with the puzzled amorous feelings in Murong's Royal eyebrow eyes, Mo Xi's face turned red instantly.

Seeing her embarrassed, the man smiled.

His smile deepened Mo Xiyan's sense of embarrassment. It was like driving her to a dead end, which made her hair explode all over her.

She glared at him fiercely, "I don't see that the great seven princes are an unjust pawn."

Murong Yujing suddenly took Mo Xiyan's hand, pulled it hard, and brought people into his arms, and then imprisoned them tightly.

"It was really my fault. I forgot to give Miss Mo a chance to know me."

He put his head on Mo Xiyan's shoulder, deliberately lowered the voice line and whispered, "but it's all right. At the moment, I'm here. I don't know whether Miss Mo wants to sit and understand or lie down?"