The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

Xia Yanxiang had been staying at the farm to recuperate from her injuries, and she learned a lot about what happened at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet thanks to the information sent by Mo Yuchen.

For example, the left prime minister and the sixth princess are about to return to the capital, probably around the end of the year.

That’s right. After all, the competition between Prince Yuan and Prince Luo has entered a new stage. If the Left Prime Minister doesn’t come back to help, he must be feeling uneasy!

In addition, Mo Yuchen also hooked up with the Micro King Mo Yufeng.

Mo Yuchen knocked gently on the door, and a vigilant voice immediately came from the study: "Who?"

"Seventh brother, how are you, King Luo Mo Chen."

"Second brother? I wonder what business you have with me in your mansion?"

"Seventh brother, don't you want to invite me in? I came here with sincerity."

The person inside paused for a moment, as if thinking for a moment, and then said, "Please come in."

Mo Yuchen pushed the door open and walked in. A gust of cold wind blew and a cold sharp blade was pressed against Mo Yuchen's neck.

Mo Yuchen raised his hand slightly to stop Yizhu from protecting his master: "Wait for me outside."

"Yes." Although Yizhu was also worried, His Highness always had plans, so he didn't need to worry.

"Second brother, you are so brave to come to my house alone!" Mo Yufeng's voice was low and dangerous.

"Seventh brother, when has the emperor ever been afraid?" Mo Yuchen said calmly and gently used his hand to push away the sharp blade in Mo Yufeng's hand.

"He's just a fifteen-year-old kid, what's so scary about that?" Mo Yuchen curled his lips slightly, sensing the murderous intent of the people around him again, "Seventh brother, if the emperor died in your house, it would not be good for you. Moreover, if you were older, the emperor might be afraid of you."

Mo Yufeng didn't quite understand what Mo Yuchen meant: "Second brother, you came here today, you shouldn't say these nonsense words, right?"

"Seventh brother, don't be anxious. Won't you invite me to sit down with you? Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall." Mo Yuchen's thin lips opened and closed gently. His words were very relaxed, but so realistic.

Mo Yufeng frowned, looked at Mo Yuchen deeply, put away the sharp blade in his hand, and walked into the study.

After entering the study, Mo Yuchen sat down as if he had entered his own study: "Seventh brother, although this person's face is exactly the same as yours, I may not be good at other things, but when it comes to judging people, I can still tell the real from the fake at a glance."

Mo Yufeng turned around and looked at him: "Brother, you have good eyesight. How did you see that?"

"Tsk, it's considered a gifted talent!" Mo Yuchen seemed a little cocky, but he did have the ability.

"Mo Yufeng" was startled. At this moment, a man came out from the corner. It was the real Mo Yufeng: "It seems that your Chu Qiu has not learned enough from you!"

"Guard Chu Qiu is pretty good. It seems that no one outside knows about this." Mo Yuchen was extremely calm and didn't show any concern. "Since Seventh Brother has come out, are you interested in what the Emperor has in his hands?"

Mo Yufeng looked at Mo Yuchen and narrowed his narrow eyes.

"Looking at the state of Seventh Brother, I'm afraid you haven't had a good rest for a long time?" Mo Yuchen noticed the dark circles under Mo Yufeng's eyes and immediately thought of the Queen and Mo Yuyang.

I'm afraid these two people don't want Mo Yufeng to have an easy time, and have already started sending people to assassinate him.

It looks like if Mo Yufeng doesn't get any rest, he'll be driven crazy if this happens a few more times.

"If Seventh Brother doesn't mind, I can help you." Mo Yuchen supported his chin with one hand, his tone a little nonchalant, and took out a purse with the other hand and handed it to Mo Yufeng.

"This medicine can be spread around the house. No one can enter. Clothes and silk that come into contact with it will corrode it, not to mention people. If you trust me, you can try it tonight."

Mo Yufeng didn't answer, but just kept staring at Mo Yuchen.

"If you don't believe me, you can let Guard Chu Qiu guard here tonight and give it a try."

Mo Yufeng still didn't take it.

Mo Yufeng didn't answer, but Chu Qiu wanted to take it for him.

Ever since Mo Yufeng built his mansion, assassins have come every night and the food has been poisoned.

When Mo Yufeng was in the palace, he was often killed by the Queen. Now that he has set up his own business, he is still worried and cannot sleep well at night.

Chu Qiu felt distressed when seeing this.

Mo Yufeng said coldly: "Brother Emperor is so kind to me, but what do you want me to do?"

"Tsk, I can't say what I want from you, Seventh Brother." Seeing that Mo Yufeng didn't take the medicine, Mo Yuchen put it aside, "I just want to cooperate with you, Seventh Brother."

"As for being good to my seventh brother," Mo Yuchen deliberately dragged his feet, "it's better to say that my seventh brother, like my brother, has a common enemy."

"A common enemy?" Mo Yufeng narrowed his eyes, obviously a little unconvinced.

"Seventh brother's mother was pregnant and was forced to death by the Queen. And your sister, the Fifth Princess, was sent to the border to marry a foreign princess early on. Isn't that right?" Mo Yuchen revealed the deep scar in Mo Yufeng's heart word by word and sprinkled salt on it again.

Mo Yufeng's face looked very bad already. Chu Qiu hurried forward to stop Mo Yufeng, fearing that he would start fighting.

"Not only seventh brother's mother, but also my mother, the virtuous imperial concubine, was killed by the queen." After talking about Mo Yufeng's pain, Mo Yuchen tore open his own scar with his own hands to show his sincerity.

"So, Seventh Brother, I want to join hands with you to create a future that belongs to us, rather than ending up with Prince Yuan ascending the throne while we die without a burial place."

"My royal brother, do you want to join forces with me to overthrow the Queen and Prince Yuan?" Mo Yufeng already had the answer in his mind, but he still looked distrustful of Mo Yuchen.

"This matter is of great importance, so you can consider it carefully. I will leave this medicine to you. The night is short, so I will leave first. I wish you a good sleep tonight." Mo Yuchen left the last sentence, smiled meaningfully, and got up and left.

Mo Yuchen really did as he said, he left without stopping at all.

"Your Highness..." Chu Qiu didn't know whether he should trust Mo Fuchen, but Mo Fuchen was very powerful now and could indeed be a temporary ally.

"King Luo is very powerful. We might as well trust him temporarily and surrender to him. When we become stronger, we won't have to follow his lead in everything."

"I know." Mo Yufeng felt a little lost.

It was not because he was struggling with whether or not to cooperate with Mo Yuchen, but because he remembered something that happened a long, long time ago.

"Feng'er! Come quickly, you are going to have a brother or sister. Are you happy? Do you like a brother or a sister?"

"I like them all. As long as they are brothers and sisters born by my mother, Feng'er likes them all!"

"When my brothers and sisters grow up, Feng'er will be the big brother! I want to be a big brother!"

……

Those laughters seemed to echo in Mo Yufeng's ears, tearing his heart apart.

"A Feng..."