"Mother, what's going on?"
The prime minister came back and looked at Mrs. Wu. Her eyes were full of disbelief and injury.
Mrs. Wu couldn't pretend any more at this time. She just sat up and hurriedly explained, "I'm also for you, son. You were locked up in the prison before, and sister Yan hasn't been to the house. It's just that the other ones are useless. What do you want me to do as an old lady?"
"Then you can't pretend to be ill. You know how urgent I am when I come back and see that you can't get out of bed. I heard that there is no doctor to cure?"
The prime minister looked at Mrs. Wu with strange eyes as if he had known his mother for the first time.
"I don't want to let sister Yan go back to her house! I heard that she has excellent medical skills and can cure the Queen's amnesia. That's why I have such a mind. Who knows that she is so hard hearted. Knowing that her grandmother is ill, she doesn't come to take a look!"
Wu Lao Fu began to be angry with Mo Xi Yan.
Her idea is quite simple.
If it weren't for this, Mo Xiyan didn't know what to do and came to see herself the first time she knew she was ill, she wouldn't have to pretend that her son came back and lay here.
At that time, she wanted to know how Mo Jingyuan and her son were.
Because he couldn't find out, he turned his mind to Mo Xiyan.
"Mrs. Wu, it's my fault to say so?" Mo Xiyan thought it was ridiculous. The old lady's logic was also very problematic.
"It's not you. Is it still me?"
Mrs. Wu glared at Mo Xiyan and seemed to dislike her words.
"You quarrel slowly. Since there are no patients, I'll go first."
Liu Qi is not interested in watching their family ethics drama here.
He still has a lot of things to do. He doesn't have time to spend here.
Murong Yu said coldly, "the king and the princess are going together."
With that, he glanced at the old lady Wu and the prime minister, and then returned to Mo Xiyan. "Let's go. Don't come here and hurt your eyes."
"OK, I'll listen to you." Mo Xiyan was in a good mood because of his words.
This is a dirty place. If you look more, you will pollute your eyes?
He's absolutely right.
"Wait a minute."
Seeing that the three of them turned and left, the prime minister was in a hurry and caught up with them.
"Son, don't chase, just let them go. What do you care about those wolf hearted things!"
Mrs. Wu was used to being the master at home. She was instantly stimulated by Mo Xiyan's attitude.
So he made no choice of words, even ignoring that there was a Murong Yu and a Liu Qi.
The prime minister almost tripped over the threshold when he heard his footsteps.
"Mother, since you are ill, have a good rest in the house and come to see you when your son is free."
Her mother knows for herself.
In order not to make trouble for her, he decided to lock her up for a few days.
Mrs. Wu is so stupid that her son wants to lock herself up?
She didn't want to open for a moment, but she stayed there motionless.
It was not until the prime minister left and several boys outside closed the door that she reacted.
"Damn it, Mo Zhen, you dare to shut down your mother. You are really unfilial. I'm going to sue the emperor!"
She roared at the door and her eyes turned red.
How could she not feel cold when she thought that her son, who had been brought up hard, was doing this to herself?
Old lady Wu went on grieving. She was really ill.
The prime minister quickly caught up with Mo Xiyan and them.
"Sister Yan, be a father. Please go back to the house."
"Prime minister, I have nothing to do with you. When I return to the prime minister's house, my name is not correct and my words are not smooth."
Mo Xiyan looked at the prime minister in front of him, and his heart was full of contempt.
In the past, I didn't want to see the original owner, which directly led to the death of the original owner.
If she hadn't been smart and left early, she would have lost half her life now.
And this cheap dad has the face to bring it home with her?
Oh, too. Now Mo Jingyuan has hung up. It's useless.
The prime minister's wife heard that she was crazy again. Although she was really crazy or a fake disease, she didn't know.
But this man can no longer appear in front of everyone.
Mrs. Wu, um, unfortunately, she has just been imprisoned by the prime minister and seems unable to get out in a short time.
As for the others in the house, they are all sisters of aunts and concubines.
Maybe it's really not suitable to take care of this family.
"As long as you come back, my father can bring you back into the genealogy, apologize to you, and give you the best qiuqing hospital in the family..."
The prime minister was there to give Mo Xiyan benefits, but before he finished, he was interrupted by Mo Xiyan.
She said coldly and sarcastically, "I probably can't afford such good conditions."
As she spoke, she looked around and couldn't help laughing, "and although this is my home for more than ten years, it's really not as familiar to me as the seventh Lord who has lived for several months. As for why she is strange, I think the prime minister should be very clear, isn't it?"
Don't cherish Yan's words. The prime minister really can't say it, can't he.
At that time, he only spoiled Shen Hongqin. He really let her rub the child.
Just because she was born to sittinglan.
More because Xi Tinglan is the first stain in his life.
He is a scholar and a poor man.
He also knew that if it weren't for Xi Tinglan, he might have died halfway before he got to the capital for the exam.
In principle, he should be grateful.
But Xi Tinglan's father always looked down on him.
In his eyes, no matter how old he is and how excellent he is, Mo Zhen is a poor boy, and there is a big distance to match his daughter.
He is also a man.
What men care about most is their face.
The existence of Chia Hsia's family is to prove the existence of his darkest life history.
Of course, he has to erase this black history to make himself at ease.
So he designed to bring down Xi's family, and acquiesced that Shen Hongqin killed Xi Tinglan.
But he's right.
Even if he did it again, he would still do it.
Just don't cherish Yan, he is still ashamed in the end.
After all, she was born by herself, and I not only ignored her, but also did not once hold the idea that she would die.
This is why he agreed to her return to Mojia village, but gave another thousand Liang.
Well, it's just too late to say anything now.
"Sister Yan, my father did something wrong. Would you forgive my father once?"
The prime minister's posture was very low. Except that he didn't kneel down for Mo Xiyan, other rites were basically passed.
"Prime minister, you are no longer my father." Mo Xiyan shook his head, turned and took Murong Yu to leave.
"Mo Xiyan, you are no longer young. If there is no accident, after the tribute, the emperor will ask the emperor to arrange your marriage."
The prime minister said loudly behind them, "you know, now the seventh Lord may love you and spoil you, but when you are old and weak, do you think the seventh Lord will spoil you alone? How can you hold down those concubines when you have no family, you..."
"The prime minister speaks carefully."
Murong Royal stepped down, turned his eyes and looked at the prime minister coldly. His tone was heavy. "I Murong Royal have only Mo Xi Yan in my life. This king has already promised Xi Yan. Now you say these words to brazenly provoke the feelings between the king and the princess?"
The prime minister can say anything, but he can't say anything about Mo Xiyan. This is Murong's bottom line.
"No, no, Lord, I don't mean that. I just..."
The prime minister hastily explained.
He really just wants to keep Mo Xiyan.
She also wants to rely on her relationship with the seventh Lord to consolidate her position and continue to expand her authority.
Those words just wanted to persuade Mo Xiyan.
Of course, he never thought that Murong Yu's reaction would be so fierce.
Because he is also a man, there are several concubines in the backyard.
He felt that according to Murong Yu's age at this time, there would be one or two Tongfang around him.
That's why I said that to Mo Xiyan.
Of course, Murong could be angry with him, and he was still very happy.
You know, a man who likes you will care about everything about you.
The prime minister saw that Murong Yu really had real feelings for his daughter.
That's good.
"Hum, if the prime minister didn't want to shed your blood on Xiyan, the king could directly cut you according to your previous words."
Murong Yu's color at the bottom of his eyes gradually darkened, revealing a dark meaning from the depths of his eyes.
The prime minister's steps faltered a few steps back, his heart was still hanging in the air, but his body was broken and soft.
He never thought that the God of war on Murong's head was true.
Yes, all along, he feels like Murong Yu's age. He can't be powerful anywhere.
Since I'm not good, it's very important to let others do a double for me.
In many aristocratic families, although there are few cases, several aristocratic families do so.
As far as he knows, there are no fewer than three.
So he naturally paid attention to Murong Yu.
But now the prime minister thinks he may be wrong.
Because from the bottom of Murong Yu's eyes, he really saw the murderous spirit.
This is the eyes of those who have been on the battlefield for a long time and are used to seeing dead bodies.
Cold, very cold.
This is more important than the emperor's coercion.
It seems that this time he looked away.
A few days ago, he just responded to Murong Jin and will stand on his side and support him to ascend the throne.
Think about it. He really regrets it.
"If the prime minister wants to live well, he will be a man with his tail between his legs. Next time, the king will burn your prime minister's house and people's house. Can you understand what the king means?"
Murong Yubing's cold eyes hit the prime minister heavily, and the bottom of his eyes was more dark and condensed