After a tragic death and rebirth, I became the regent's favorite

What's more, Su Moli has other arrangements for her daughter's future husband. If she can become a legitimate daughter from a concubine's daughter, even the prince will be worthy of her. Thinking of this, Su Moli's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism.

“But do you know that Mo Wushuang is the daughter of the Mo family? It is not easy to be on equal footing with her.”

Old Madam Su is not stupid. The status of the Mo family in Mingzhen cannot be compared with that of the Wuyang Marquis Mansion.

Su Moli's eyes flashed with viciousness, and then she took Old Lady Su's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Mother, how can we know if we don't try? Besides, if I am promoted to a co-wife, the relationship between our Wuyang Marquisate and the Prime Minister's Residence will be further improved. Isn't it a good thing for the Queen and the Crown Prince?"

"Let me think about it. I have to think about it..."

Old Madam Su stood up and slowly left. She looked at Old Madam Su's back, her nails digging into her flesh. She would never allow her daughter to continue to suffer in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"You say you love me the most and want to make it up to me, that's all fake!"

"Aunt..."

"Snapped!"

As soon as the maid Cuiyou opened her mouth, Su Moli slapped her hard, "Don't call me aunt, call me Madam!"

Cuiyou covered her face, her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to cry out loud, "Yes, ma'am."

"Go tell Tumi to take good care of the Third Miss. Ten days later, I will take her to Qingya Temple to burn incense."

……

Cuiyou's words were first brought to the Rose Courtyard.

"Qingya Temple?"

Shen Moyou placed a piece on the chessboard slowly and calmly, "What kind of fragrance does this piece have? Haha..."

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Regent has come down and is drinking tea in the courtyard."

When Shengxia came in to report, her face looked a little grim, but it was true. Dinner had been over for a long time. What if someone saw her coming here at this time?

"It's not appropriate for the young lady to meet His Highness at night. How about I find a reason to talk to His Highness?"

Shen Moyu threw all the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box and jumped off the couch swiftly.

"It doesn't matter. Since Your Highness dares to come, not even a fly will be able to fly into the Rose Courtyard tonight."

She more or less understood Xiao Linchuan's character.

Besides, she was also curious. What did he want to talk to her about so late at night?

Xiao Linchuan, wearing a crescent-shaped white robe, was sitting in the moonlight, drinking tea leisurely. When Shen Moyu walked out, at first glance he looked like a banished immortal. The handsome man under the moon was as good-looking as a painting.

"Isn't it inappropriate for Your Highness to come to the Rose Court so late?"

Shen Moyou stood at the side, but did not sit down. He glanced at the pot of tea in front of Xiao Linchuan and frowned slightly.

"Liyue, go make a pot of new tea. It's ridiculous to let His Highness drink cold tea."

"You didn't suffer any injustice this afternoon?"

When Xiao Linchuan asked, Shen Moyou was stunned, "Your Highness, you came here at this time just to ask me if I have been wronged?"

My chest suddenly felt numb, as if an ant had crawled in there and I wanted to scratch it but couldn't. The itchiness was unsettling.

"Since I live in your house, eat your food and drink your drinks, I have to do something."

"It seems that your highness, as the regent, has very little time to spare."

Shen Moyu said in a teasing tone, took the teapot brought by Li Yue, and poured a cup for Xiao Linchuan himself.

"Your Highness, please try this. I got this Phoenix Dancong from my little brother."

Xiao Linchuan took a sip as he was told and nodded in approval, "It's really good."

"Your Highness, are you free during the Shangsi Festival in ten days?"

“If you have time, or even if you don’t, whatever you plan will be as you wish.”

Xiao Linchuan didn't think twice.

"Your Highness, dare you agree to this without asking me what I want to do?"

"If it's you, don't ask."

"why?"

"No reason."

Shen Moyou took a deep breath, feeling as if the air was stuck in his chest and he couldn't let it out. "Your Highness, I don't like being nice for no reason."

"Little girl, you really don't remember anything?"

Finally, he couldn't help but ask. There was an indescribable emotion in Xiao Linchuan's eyes when he looked at her.

Shen Moyou was stunned for a moment, "What does your highness mean?"

"Nothing, go to bed early, I'm leaving."

Xiao Linchuan's lonely back left Shen Moyu completely confused.

what happened to him?

"Roland, has your master always been so strange?"

Roland said, "Uh..." and said, "I have never seen a master like this before."

"Please make arrangements to go to Bright Moon Tower tomorrow."

"Miss, are you going to look for Sang Yue? I will arrange it right away."

Li Yue handed Shen Moyu a cup of soothing tea, "Miss, drink some soothing tea, I will serve you to rest."

"I'm not sleepy yet. Go and give me the History of Ming Dynasty... Li Yue!"

Li Yue didn't take it, but knelt down with the teacup in hand.

"Miss, I beg you, even if it's a big deal, you have to sleep. You've just woken up from your coma, and if you keep torturing yourself like this, your body will be ruined."

"Go get it, there are only a few pages left to finish."

Shen Moyou helped her up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "After you finish reading these pages, I promise to go to bed obediently."

"History of Ming Zhen" is a collection of biographies of all the concubines in the previous dynasty of the current Emperor Ming Zhen written by historians.

In her previous life, she was a pampered young lady who married Xiao Ting out of sheer stupidity.

Later, she was busy winning over court officials and competing for favor with other women in Xiao Ting's harem. She was completely in the dark about court affairs and knew nothing.

This kind of book can actually only be published after the emperor's death, but her father is the prime minister, so after the historian finishes writing it, he has to let the prime minister read it and make sure it is OK before presenting it to His Majesty.

So a few days ago she asked Ji Chun to go to Shen Lingfeng's study to copy a copy. After reading it for several nights, she was finally almost done.

This book, "History of Ming Zhen", was not published until Emperor Ming Zhen passed away and Xiao Ting ascended the throne. She guessed that it must have been destroyed by Xiao Ting.

Based on her understanding of Xiao Ting, there must be some unspeakable secrets that cannot be made public.

Li Yue did listen to Shen Moyu after all, but she was stubborn and stood aside. As soon as Shen Moyu finished reading the last word, the book was taken away.

Shen Moyu was left in a state of confusion.

Crimson Snow Pavilion.

Different from the gentle atmosphere of the Rose Courtyard, there was a solemn and murderous atmosphere here at the moment. Xiao Linchuan stood under the eaves, and rows of men in black were kneeling in the yard.

"Master, we have the blueprints. Can we start the plan now?"

"Zhonglou, who asked you to question me?"

The light words, a sentence seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pressing down on the heavy building and making it breathless.

"I just think that you shouldn't hesitate. You are Mingzhen's regent, but you are also..."

"presumptuous!"

Xiao Linchuan shouted, "Go to the punishment tower and receive your punishment."

"This subordinate is guilty."

Chonglou lowered his head and left silently.

"Why are you doing this? Chonglou is right, A-Lin, you don't belong to Mingzhen, you have your mission."

Mo Xinchen walked out from behind Xiao Linchuan. Yes, he walked. Unlike the last time Shen Moyu saw him at the Mo family, when he was sitting weakly in a wheelchair, his posture was upright and he didn't look weak at all.

"not the right time yet."

Xiao Linchuan shook his head, "Xin Chen, not now."