Along the way, Mo Xiyan was thinking about monitoring these families with high risk factors one by one.
One is to let oneself have a bottom in mind, so that they can master first-hand information more quickly.
As for the second, of course, she wants to be more beautiful. Well, she wants both people and fame.
The carriage stopped slowly at the gate of the seventh Prince's residence. Mo Xiyan, with the help of bamboo, just landed on his feet and saw the prime minister's haggard face more than ten years old.
This made Mo Xi Yan stunned, but he had sympathy from the same point in his heart.
She knows the feelings of the original owner, but she is not the original owner, so she doesn't want such feelings.
"Sister Yan, you're finally back."
When the prime minister saw his daughter, he was slightly stunned at first, and then walked forward quickly. He said with hospitality, "I've been waiting for you for a long time as a father. Because I don't know when you will return to the house, I've been waiting until now from the morning. Fortunately, my kung fu pays off. I can really see your face."
As soon as the prime minister's words came out, everyone passing by stopped in surprise and looked at Mo Xiyan. His eyes were full of examination and contempt.
After all, what people in this era pay most attention to is the word filial piety.
Now Mo Xiyan actually let his father wait here, and he has waited for a long time. Looking at the frost and haggard face of the prime minister, it is not difficult to guess how much the daughter rubbed her father.
"I really can't see that this great lady is such an unfilial person. I don't think the seven princes should marry such a woman, so as not to harm the royal family."
"Hum, I've heard of this great lady before. I thought she was a good girl. I didn't expect that she really knows people, faces and hearts. Such a beautiful person has a black heart."
"Such a woman is not the prospective seven princes in the future. This is not the key to our God of war. No, the marriage must be cancelled."
A crowd of onlookers shouted there, which was very powerful.
Mo Xi Yan looked at these people coldly, and then looked at the prime minister, "are you here to bad my reputation?"
The prime minister was a little embarrassed. He really wanted to make use of these people, but he really didn't want Mo Xiyan's marriage to blow up.
After all, he still wanted to point at her and give the old lady a pulse. How dare he really offend her?
"No, no, how can a father think so? How can you say that he is also my daughter? Which father in the world really wants to harm his daughter?"
The prime minister is an old Jianghu in the end. At this time, the old tearful remark naturally has a lot of negative effects on Mo Xiyan, which makes him somewhat proud.
Looking at his daughter standing in front of him, he couldn't help thinking, don't think you can ignore your Laozi after following the seventh Lord. Look, is retribution coming?
However, Mo Xiyan doesn't want to have too much entanglement with such a man. Although she doesn't care about her reputation, she should take care of Murong Yu.
After all, he is a prince. If there is such a princess, I'm afraid it's very disadvantageous to him.
"Father is really joking. Have you forgotten what kind of life your daughter lived when she lived in the prime minister's house? And why she was invited out of the prime minister's house and sent back to her poor hometown after her name?"
Mo Xiyan looked at the prime minister and said faintly. It seemed that this was someone else's story and had nothing to do with her, but her voice was trembling and sad.
At this time, the people remembered that yes, Miss Mo Da, she was not from the prime minister's house for a long time. The prime minister removed her name again. It is said that she even marked her name in the genealogy.
In other words, if Miss Mo Da had not had a seven prince, she would be an orphan now. In such a troubled world, such a girl who has just reached the hairpin can't live comfortably.
On this thought, the people looked at Mo Xiyan with a bit of sympathy and pity.
Looking at the prime minister's eyes, it has also become a little complicated. I always feel that the old man who can get his own daughter out of the house is not a good thing.
Besides, I've driven people away before. What kind of father is there now?
If you are really a kind father, how can you never mention adding Miss Mo Da back to the family and taking her home again to pamper her?
Tut Tut, I really misunderstood the prime minister.
This is the idea of unity at this time.
So the object of the people's Crusade became the prime minister.
"I'm afraid the prime minister is old and dizzy, and his brain is hard to use. How can a person who can't handle his family affairs well handle state affairs? I think you'd better go home."
"You're right. I'm all flustered when I look at such officials. If I get confused and directly corrupt the Chaogang, I'll get it."
It has to be said that the mouths of these onlookers are really too poisonous. Don't cherish Yan and just want to be cool secretly.
You know, some people who put their daughters in her identity can't say.
What she said was going to be stabbed in the spine, but if she didn't say it, she was really uncomfortable.
Now, these people who were just scolding her turned around and said that the prime minister was worthless. It was really gratifying.
Think, now the prime minister really regrets it?
I regret playing such a harmful play at the gate of the seven kings' residence.
Mo Xiyan was in a good mood. The Prime Minister even smiled at him when the other party was upset. "If father has nothing to do, please go back. After all, this is the residence of the seventh Lord, and I can't take you in."
Her voice was soft and light. It was like catkins brushing her face, itching and obsessed.
This is a very valuable daughter. Unfortunately, I didn't find her at that time. I didn't say anything. I also sent out such a treasure.
What a pity. The prime minister sighed as he watched. At the same time, he thought of the letter delivered to the porter by Mrs. Wu. He had a sudden idea and smiled at Mo Xiyan again.
"I have no other requirements. I just want you to have dinner with me, OK?"
having dinner? Don't cherish Yan's suspicious look at the prime minister. The so-called banquet can't be banquet, such as Hongmen banquet.
However, she doesn't cherish Yan and is not afraid of things. Since the prime minister came to the door today, I'm afraid he has done a good job. If you don't listen, what can he spit out from his mouth.
"Well, then I'll invite my father to Chunfeng building."
Mo Xiyan knew that it was Murong Yu's territory. It was best to go there naturally.
Although she went there once herself, she was not familiar with it.
But this is the best way. It can not only dispel the prime minister's doubts about himself, but also let Murong listen and give her advice after a good thing. This is the best thing
The prime minister had never thought that Mo Xiyan would agree to eat together.
So I was stunned for a moment.
Of course, his reaction was also very fast. Just a few seconds later, he immediately said with a smile, "great, so I'll go to Chunfeng building to book a place for my father. I'll see you at noon tomorrow."
The smile on the prime minister's face can't be pressed down. Don't cherish Yan's frown. She really doesn't like the prime minister. It's disgusting.
"Well, please go back first. I'll see you tomorrow."
Don't cherish the faint smile on Yan's face. It seems that his attitude is good.
The prime minister left happily with great comfort.
After he left, Mo Xiyan gave a cold hum and turned back to his house.
As soon as the crowd saw nothing good, they went home.
Only one person, the young childe, still standing in his place, looked at Mo Xiyan's back and slowly disappeared at the gate of the seventh Prince's residence.
"Xiao'an, why do you think this great lady has a crush on the ghost king?"
He was a little unconvinced. It was said that the ghost king was a tough man and an ugly man with a ruined face.
How can you get the favor of a little beauty like Miss Mo Da? Tut Tut, I can't figure it out.
"It's said that the engagement was given by your majesty. I don't think Miss Mo is willing to come." Xiao an followed his master when he was a child, so he basically guessed what his master thought.
And he also tried his best to cajole, taking it as his duty to make the little master happy, and he has been doing well all the time.
But in Mo Xiyan's case, he probably will encounter a sliding iron furnace.
"You mean, if I go to the emperor's uncle, will you agree to marry Miss Mo Da to me according to the emperor's uncle's kindness to me?
"It's natural. Who doesn't know the emperor's favorite, but you, even those princes, have to fight side by side." Xiao Anzi is right. At least on the surface, it's true that the young marquis is more favored this week.
As soon as the little Marquis heard, he was so happy that he wished he could immediately go home with Mo Xiyan and roll around with her.
As long as the thought of Mo Xi Yan's gorgeous face, the little Marquis's heart can't stop.
Beauty, it's really beautiful. It's so beautiful that he can't sleep.
Thinking of this, the little Marquis couldn't stay for a moment. He turned and ran towards the palace.
Mo Xiyan, who has returned to his yard, doesn't know that there is a big trouble waiting for him.
Now she is thinking that the prime minister came to the door three or four times just for the sake of Mrs. Mo's illness?
Mo Xiyan always feels that there may be other problems here.
After all, the prime minister is not a good product at first sight. How can he be a filial?
"Here comes the prince."
Pity son's voice sounded outside. Don't pity Yan. He returned to God. With a look up, the tall figure had come in against the light from the door.
Mo Xi Yan blinked and said in his heart, it's so handsome. It can be called the most beautiful backlight.
"According to the housekeeper, the prime minister came today?"
Murong Yu came right away as soon as he heard about it.
He was worried that Mo Xiyan was sad.
"Well, I've been here. It's really troublesome."
Mo Xiyan thought of the prime minister and just appreciated the beautiful man's good mood, which disappeared instantly.
"Anyway, the left and right are like this. He can't do anything. You don't have to worry."
Murong Yu went to Mo Xiyan and looked at her gently. "In short, I will go with you tomorrow. There will be no problem."
"You don't have to go into the Palace tomorrow?"
Don't cherish Yan's blinking eyes. Recently, because of paying tribute, this goods has been maintaining the work and rest of going out early and returning late.
Today, the sun came out from the west, not only returned early, but also asked for leave tomorrow? What, can you please?
"No, I told my father and he agreed."
Murong Yu sighed helplessly, raised his hand, rubbed Mo Xiyan's hair top, and whispered, "don't worry, I won't joke about my future."
After all, he wants to keep her and raise more children