Chapter 98

If other people take part in their feelings, they mostly adhere to the principle of persuading and not persuading. Besides, Mo Changting is also Mo GUI's own father. Bu Qingyi thought that he would persuade him to make peace with Mo GUI, but he didn't expect that Mo Changting suggested that they separate as soon as he opened his mouth.

Is it his son, or does he feel that it is not appropriate for them to be together?

"What do you mean by separation?" Bu Qingyi stares at Mo Changting and asks.

"You know what I mean. Why ask?" Mo Changting smile, is still the light attitude, "of course, I don't want to persuade you to separate, just hope you can think about it carefully. After all, there's no doubt that Mogui likes you. No matter what you leave him for, it's a kind of injury to him. "

Bu Qingyi could not understand the meaning of his words more and more. He frowned subconsciously: "what's your plan? Do you want me to be with him, or do you want us to have nothing to do with each other? "

"This relationship is between you two. It doesn't matter what I plan. The important thing is that you need to love each other without any rancour, and there are obvious barriers between you. If you can't solve these problems, you'd better give up as soon as possible, so that you won't end up like the cabinet leader. "

Mo Changting's words were plain and calm. Every word fell into Bu Qingyi's ears, but they were all like sharp knives. Especially his last words, he gouged out a blood hole in her heart.

Wow.

Bu Qingyi got up in a hurry, staggered and overturned his stool. When he faltered back, he bumped into another table and was upset.

Mo Changting didn't seem to see the bloody wound in her heart. He lowered his eyebrows and drank tea. "Until now, I still don't want to face the feelings of the pavilion master for you?"

"You know, I can't have that kind of feeling for him, I can never respond to him..." Bu Qingyi clenched his fist, and his palm was cold. She tried to restrain her trembling, breathing heavily: "the Lord is no longer alive, why mention him again and again? Now that you know his regret, shouldn't you choose not to talk about it? "

Although he had restrained most of the feelings in his speech, bu Qingyi was still very excited. In contrast, the ink Pavilion is like a pool of stagnant water, with no ripples in its eyes.

"If you don't talk, it's the same as you. It's equivalent to choosing to escape and not having the courage to face the reality?" Mo Changting put down his tea cup, and suddenly he had a sharp look in his eyes. "It's because the Lord of the pavilion still regrets his death that I don't want to see you like this now. Perhaps one of the purposes of God's letting me live to the present is to help you solve this difficult knot. "

Bu Qingyi looks up and closes her eyes to take a deep breath. Although she can't agree with Mo Changting's words, she can't refute them.

He is really for her good, in a way that she can't accept, through a topic she doesn't want to face.

After a long silence, bu Qingyi restrained his disordered breath and said in a low voice, "anyway, it's my personal business. I don't want others to intervene."

"If I were someone else, I really shouldn't talk too much, but you and Mogui are my closest relatives and loved ones. I can't leave you two young people to talk nonsense without saying a word." Mo Changting laughed and said, "OK, I'll say a few more words. You're going to turn over with me, right? Well, you answer my last question, and I won't disturb you tonight, OK? "

"Only tonight? Brother Changting, you are too stingy. " Bu Qingyi also regained his normal complexion, unwilling to complain in a low voice.

Mo Changting ignored her small complaint, and her slender eyes narrowed. Her fingertips tapped the table rhythmically: "you just need to give me a simple and clear answer to this question - do you like Mo GUI?"

Bu Qingyi sighed and pressed his fingers together on his two forehead horns: "if I didn't like it, I would have poked 108 holes in him with my sword."

"Well, I understand when you say that." Mo Changting nodded, sure enough, no longer entangled with this issue. He stares at Bu Qingyi, and his face suddenly resents: "what did I say before? Call me uncle later, not brother. "

Bu Qingyi rolled his eyes and turned back to the table in the corner.

When Qian Hua and others came back with the food, bu Qingyi and Mo Changting were still sitting on one side, which was the same as before. It seemed that nothing had happened.

Dinner was eaten at two tables. Bu Qingyi and Mo GUI on the dining table did not show any difference. They still talked and laughed with other people as usual, but they didn't look at each other, let alone talk. Other people often stir up some topics, deliberately trying to let them have a conversation, but they are both smart eyes and smooth mouth. A word or two can easily sell the opportunities created by others Destroy.

After a meal, Qian Hua and others, who are trying to create opportunities, are very tired. Bu Qingyi and Mo GUI go back to their rooms to have a rest.

Other people, including Mo Changting, did not return to their rooms. Instead, they stayed in the front hall with big eyes and small eyes. They were all helpless."Uncle Mo, don't you have no idea?" Wei Jiucheng asked cautiously.

"Two stubborn donkeys, sixteen horses can not pull back, I can only do my best." Mo Changting pretended to be sad with a sigh, "old, children's wings are hard, no one listen to me!"

Fengluo's meal was delicious. She gently put down her chopsticks and hesitated to look at Mo Changting: "Uncle Mo, I want to talk to girl Bu, OK?"

Mo Changting did not stop Feng Luo, nodding to show agreement. Feng fell relieved, even too late to drink tea, turned and ran to the room of Bu Qingyi.

In the deep night, the wave of people who are full of worries or secretly act is not only the post station.

After Mo GUI and others left, the lights of Dongyang palace, which should have been completely deserted, turned on again. At this time, it was less than an hour after the news that Bu Qingyi had left the imperial capital came to Pei Zan's ears.

After a few days, Pei Zan seems to be ten years old. His hair on both sides is mixed with a lot of white. His back is not as straight as before. Only his vicious and insidious eyes don't fade. On the contrary, he is colder than before.

No matter how selfish he was, or how lucky he got away with it, he eventually suffered the loss of his son.

Pei Zan sits in the room where his son once lived, his eyes full of blood, his back facing Lu Guoguang and others standing at the door.

Seeing that it was too late, Lu Guoguang couldn't help muttering to others and said, "Lord of the pavilion, bu Qingyi, they sold all their properties. It seems that they don't want to come back. Shall we continue to send killers to chase them or stop here?"

"I've been working hard for many years to save this family property. Now I'm going to ruin my family and my only son. Do you think I should give up and admit defeat to her?"

Pei Zan's slow and hoarse voice came into his ears. Lu Guoguang fell down on one knee and said, "I don't mean that! My subordinates want to say that now Pei Mo is betraying the leader of the cabinet - "

" he is not Pei! He's not qualified to be Pei! He is the son of Mo Changting, the base of Mo family! "

Pei Zan suddenly screamed and roared, which scared Lu Guoguang and others to retreat subconsciously.

After a long time, Pei Zan's anger dissipated slightly. He turned slowly and faced Lu Guoguang and others with a gloomy face: "how many people are left in our hands now? Gather your hands and ask Zhao Laodao's gang to see if there is a chance to win by setting up an ambush. "

Pei Zanhua, the Taoist priest of Zhao, is one of the experts hired by him at a high price. He is also the first one who has been waiting for him to give an account of his task in the imperial capital. He is usually responsible for contacting other experts.

Lu Guoguang hesitated a little, swallowed his saliva hard, and faltered: "back to the Lord of the pavilion, Mr. Zhao, they heard that you lost your power in front of the emperor, and you were gone that night..."

Pei Zan closed his eyes, looked up and sighed, and his chest was dull.

Zhao Laodao and others have been in the Jianghu for many years. They probably have guessed that he did what happened in luanxuege. They also saw that he offended the emperor. They were afraid that money would be cut off. It is reasonable for them to slip away in order not to get into trouble.

Up to now, he is neither righteous nor reasonable, and it is more difficult for him to find help. But without other people's help, with his current power, how can he fight against Bu Qingyi and others who are gradually recovering their wings?

He also knows that Bu Qingyi can't let him go. If he doesn't fight back, he will end up waiting to die.

What's more, he wants revenge for his son.

"It seems that the king of Dongyang is in trouble! When the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, it seems that there is no hope to restore the glory of the past. "

An ethereal sneer came from outside the room. It was strange to hear, but it seemed that he knew something about Pei Zan very well. Lu Guoguang and others quickly alert, have pulled out weapons to block the door, alert eyes everywhere looking for the figure of the speaker.

Pei Zan pushed away the crowd and walked slowly to the courtyard outside the house. His eyes were cold and numb: "since you're here to laugh at me, why don't you show up? I'm afraid I'm not an aboveboard person. "

"Who in this world dares to say that he is aboveboard without guilt? I don't dare. I don't dare to come to Dongyang. " The voice was a burst of ridicule, and more unbridled than before.

Pei Zan looked around quietly. He could hear the voice clearly, but he couldn't distinguish the direction of the voice. He was very angry.

The invisible enemy is the most terrible.

"Don't you dare to show up? It seems that the tone is arrogant, but it's also a cowardly rat. There's no need to pay attention to it. " Pei Zan snorted a bluff and turned to walk inside.

"The king of Dongyang doesn't need to know my identity in a hurry. I just want to confirm something with you." There was a little less derision in that voice.

Pei Zan stopped in front of the door and said faintly, "if you have something to say, don't play tricks here."

The man ignored the contempt in Pei Zan's voice and was quiet for a moment, then he spoke again."If I say that I can help you kill Bu Qingyi and even eradicate all the people who are not good for you, will Dongyang Wang cooperate with me?"