Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Old Madam Mo felt a headache just looking at Mo Yun. He was indeed knowledgeable and talented, but he was not good in other aspects.

"Yun'er, the methods used in the backyard are dirty. If you don't understand, then if something really happens to me, you won't even know how I died."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand. She can tell him the truth now. She can't wait until she dies and die in obscurity.

"Mother, please don't say such unlucky words during the New Year." Mo Yun humbly asked for advice, "My son really doesn't understand, please teach me, mother."

Madam Mo said, "There is no mistress in the mansion, so I am in charge of the household affairs. If I die, this matter will fall on your concubine."

She had not thought about it in this regard at first, but after Mo Zhaohua said it, she actually felt it made sense and started to take it seriously.

Mo Yun understood, "Son understands, but mother can rest assured, Ruyu is not that kind of person, and Qiao has even less chance."

The old lady was heartbroken and said, "I am not worried about Qiao's family at all. I am worried about Lan's family, who is so dear to your heart."

Mrs. Qiao was weak-willed and not vain. She became a concubine and treated herself as a maid, so she did not have such ambition.

Lan Ruyu is different. She is favored, her daughter is the prince's concubine, and her son may even pass the imperial examination. It is inevitable that she has ambitions.

"Ruyu has a gentle temperament. She never fights or competes, and would never..." This is Lan Ruyu in Mo Yun's eyes.

Madam Mo interrupted him, "If she didn't fight or compete, could she have raised a daughter who would compete with Princess Yu for favor since she was a child?"

"That's not because..." Mo Yun opened his mouth to defend Lan Ruyu and Mo Yaohua, but was interrupted by Madam Mo again.

"If she really doesn't fight or compete, can you let go of your feelings for Rong Qing? I know you won't listen, so I'll stop here."

No one knows a son better than his mother. The old lady understands Mo Yun and knows how to stop talking. He will think about it. If she says too much, it will be counterproductive.

Mo Yun's eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously spoke for Lan Ruyu, "It's mother's prejudice against Ruyu that has deepened."

Madam Mo sighed quietly, "If I really had a prejudice against her, I wouldn't favor Prince Qi's concubine and ignore Prince Yu's concubine."

"Isn't it because of Sheng'er that mother loves Mo Shenghua so much?" Mo Yun knew that she had always treated Mo Shenghua as the apple of her eye.

Unexpectedly, this touched the old lady's heart, "Sheng'er, I dote on him so much, but he seldom comes to visit me during his illness."

Mo Yun defended, "Sheng'er is now busy preparing for the Spring Examination and really can't spare the time. I hope mother will understand and wait until after the Spring Examination."

"He has no time to come and see me, but he has time to go out all day?" Madam Mo shook her head, "He is really nothing like you were back then."

"He does look more like Ruyu." Mo Yun also wanted Mo Shenghua to be like himself, but his appearance was like Lan Ruyu.

"The two children born to the Lan family are not like you in any way. But Qing'er looks exactly like you."

Ever since Mo Zhaohua's suggestion, Mrs. Qiao often brought Mo Qinghua to Yishoutang, and the old lady Mo liked him more and more.

Mo Yun smiled and said, "Qing'er looks more like me and has the same personality as me. He has loved reading since he was a child and has a certain talent."

Qiao listened to Mo Zhaohua's words and not only often brought Mo Qinghua around the old lady, but also took him to Mo Yun to ask about his homework many times.

Madam Mo advised him, "I think Qing'er is a promising boy. When Sheng'er grows up, you should also spend some time on Qing'er in the future."

"Son knows and will make arrangements for him." Mo Yun nodded and agreed, "Then mother, please have a good rest. Son will leave first."

Lan Ruyu and Qiao were originally serving in the old lady's room, and they were sent to the front hall only after he arrived.

Now that he had finished chatting with the old lady, he could have gone straight back to the front yard, but after thinking it over he decided to go to the front hall.

Lan Ruyu and Qiao Shi, one laughing tenderly, the other bowing their heads, both knelt down and saluted Mo Yun, "Master."

Mo Yun just came by to ask a few questions, and was too lazy to sit down. He looked at Lan Ruyu first, "Where is Sheng'er?"

Lan Ruyu replied softly, "I made an appointment with a classmate to go out."

Since the academy was on vacation, Mo Shenghua rarely stayed in the mansion and had more social engagements every day than Mo Yun.

After several days of living a life of debauchery, the monthly allowance was not enough, so he often asked Lan Ruyu for money.

Lan Ruyu didn't dare tell Mo Yun about this and helped him secretly. Now he asked for more and more silver.

Mo Yun glanced at Qiao again, "Where's Qing'er?"

Mrs. Qiao lowered her eyebrows and said, "Practicing calligraphy in the room. Qing'er wants to write better next time when he asks the master about his homework."

"He is a man who listens to advice." Mo Yun was very satisfied. "You should serve the old lady well and stop thinking about unnecessary things."

Lan Ruyu and Qiao responded in unison, "Yes, Master."

***

In the carriage of the Prince's Palace.

Mo Zhaohua has explained in detail how Mo Yun offended Concubine Ning.

Chu Xuanchi's eyes gleamed with wisdom, "Does Zhao Zhao want to use this to deal with Mo Yun?"

Mo Zhaohua shook his head. "Something happened in the palace yesterday. If we make a big fuss about it, His Majesty will be furious."

Chu Xuanchi smiled and said, "Isn't that just right? Father could have punished me lightly as a warning, but he was so angry that he punished me severely."

Mo Zhaohua was a little hesitant, "It is indeed a good opportunity, but I am afraid there is something else going on that may implicate my mother."

Chu Xuanchi thought for a moment, "It's impossible for Mo Yun to offend Concubine Ning for no reason. The fact that he called her by her name means that he might be angry."

His reaction was so quick that Mo Zhaohua only gave him a reminder and he was able to immediately think of the key.

Mo Zhaohua nodded, "Yes, and the matter that could make father angry also involves Concubine Ning, so it is very likely related to General Song."

Chu Xuanchi understood, "The person who is related to Mo Yun and Song Chengan is my mother-in-law. It seems that we really can't make it public."

Mo Zhaohua lamented, "It's a pity that what happened back then is difficult to investigate. Even Wuying has not been able to find out. Otherwise, we could make more guesses."

"Mo Yun has been in the officialdom for many years and has a relatively calm temperament. It is impossible for him to get too drunk at the palace banquet. He must have been greatly stimulated."

Chu Xuanchi was willing to take the trouble to think about anything related to Mo Zhaohua, and racking his brains for it was just a trivial matter.

"Yes, in the palace at that time, the person who could irritate father the most was probably mother, but I couldn't ask mother."

Since the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion deliberately concealed the events of the past, they must have had their own reasons. How could Mo Zhaohua bear to expose Rong Qing's scars?

If she was really willing to let go, she would not have asked Wuying to investigate, but would have pestered Rongqing and forced him to tell everything.

Chu Xuanchi said: "Not to mention my mother-in-law, even my grandfather and his family, we know they are deliberately hiding it, so it is inconvenient to ask them."

Mo Zhaohua suddenly had an idea, "I wonder if my uncle knows about this. If I ask him, he won't be so embarrassed."

Rong Xiao is straightforward and easier to talk to than the calm Rong Hai. Although she is not in Shengjing, she can write a letter to the western frontier.