If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Mo Tanwang caressed a cold black chess piece, and pointed to a chessboard that had not yet been placed. The previous chess pieces were thrown back into the chess jar by Mo Tanwang.

Fan Xi sat opposite him, looking at the snowdrift beside the flower pond with a dismal complexion, still holding the piece of paper on which An Le's poem was copied.

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Mo Xinwang put the chess piece in Tianyuan's position, although there was one, he picked up another white piece.

Fan Xi asked again: "Are you black or white?"

Mo Tangwang smiled slightly, his face was beautiful and handsome, and when he smiled, he had an indescribable temperament.

"I am both black and white, whichever side wins, I am that side."

The tea on the stone table has been cold three times, and Lanyue has also run away three times.

Fan Xi watched as Lan Yue deftly poured a cup of hot tea again, and placed it on Mo Wangwang's left hand.Ruoyang brought him a new hand stove and replaced the old one.

Mo Xinwang glanced at Fan Xi who was in a daze, and suddenly said: "The prince's condition has improved again today—"

Fan Xi was taken aback for a moment, then said back to God, "Is it better?"

"Indeed, today I'm free to accompany His Highness the Fifth Prince to stroll around the courtyard."

But Fan Xi snorted coldly: "I'm afraid he doesn't know that the person is the one who really wants to pay him back." He recalled Fan Yu's bright but sinister face, and he couldn't help frowning.

Mo Wangwang said again: "But no matter how the condition improves, the prince is already terminally ill. Even if he has survived for three months, there is no guarantee that he will survive the next three months."

Fan Xi shrugged and said, "It can only be said that the imperial physician is too useless."

Mo Xinwang frowned secretly, he could clearly feel that the third prince didn't care much about the position of prince, even if he deliberately brought up the topic, Fan Xi would still meet without changing his face He avoided it lightly.

That being the case—

He had no choice but to ask straight to the point.

"Could it be that His Highness doesn't care so much about the position of the prince, or even further, about the dragon chair and the world?"

Mo Xinwang looked relaxed on the surface, but the slightly trembling chess piece on his fingertips was enough to explain everything. He pursed his lips and knocked the chess piece between his fingers on the chessboard with a "da".

A bad move.

Fan Xi seemed to have expected that Mo Xinwang would pierce the topic so directly, he said indifferently: "Of course I care, who doesn't want to turn their hands into clouds and rain? Dare to have the slightest objection!"

Mo Xin looked at his proud face, but his own face was blank for a moment, and he couldn't help asking: "Then why—"

Fan Xi's gaze finally lifted from the teacup, and those dark eyes shone with a more dazzling light than when he mentioned Jiangshan Sheji.

"Because, I think I have found something that can occupy a corner of my heart better than this country."

Mo stared at him in amazement, and after a while, he couldn't help but smiled wryly and said: "Your Highness, since ancient times, the love has destroyed Mingjun."

Fan Xi shrugged and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I don't want to sit on this dragon chair anymore, and I don't want to wear this crown anymore, Mingjun will let my brothers fight for it."

Mo Tanwang suddenly burst into laughter, "Fan Xi, Fan Xi, I never expected that you would have such a day without desires and desires! Have you forgotten all your greed?"

Fan Xi said unexpectedly firmly: "Yes, I forgot."

After a while, he said again: "So, you should find someone else to support you."

Mo Tanwang caressed the ice-cold chess piece, he was silent all the time.

"I'm sorry that I failed to live up to your support for so long."

Mo Wangwang smiled and replied: "No, Your Highness, you never need to apologize, after all, I still left a way out for myself."

Fan Xi glanced at the chessboard. In this game, Heizi had the upper hand.

Mo Xinwang held the white stones in his hand, hanging over the chessboard, he didn't let it fall.

"The right prime minister's power has grown again—" Mo Xinwang lowered his eyes and said, "His power will soon catch up with me again."

Fan Xi pursed her lips.

It is true that half of the military power in the right hand of Qu Wen is no joke, but the person sitting in front of him holds more real financial power in his hands.

"What are you worried about?"

Mo Xinwang frowned slightly.

"The owner of the Xuanji Pavilion has never disappeared, do you know what this means?"

Mo Xinwang, except for his own talent and conspiracy theories, the remaining half was built by the owner of the Xuanji Pavilion. If the owner of the pavilion disappeared... Mo Xinwang would be half collapsed.

Fan Xi couldn't help but frowned.

"Is it his own will, or... others?"

A rare blankness appeared on Mo's wistful face, "I don't know either."

Recently, the world has been very peaceful, except for Zhen Junzi's solo entry into the Demon Cult's sub-forum, and even knocking down most of the Demon's Cult's sub-forum, everything is very peaceful——

In other words, it was very calm on the surface.

Mo Xinwang woke up suddenly, maybe it was the turbulent waves in the dark world that caused everything!

Thinking back, the four ghosts gathered together inexplicably, the former Prime Minister Baili appeared in the capital instead of living in seclusion, the prince's capricious illness, and even, the palace was repeatedly invaded!

He originally guessed that it was the emperor's more hollow body and more stupid mind that caused the guards in the palace to relax their vigilance, but he never thought about whether it was a last resort!

Thinking deeper, it probably happened after the woman named "Qingcheng" entered the palace.

The emperor no longer focused on governing, but spent more time and energy trying to please this beauty.

And the person who first sent this beauty was...

Mo Wangwang's back was already drenched in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to think about it further.

Fan Xi saw that he was absent-minded in a daze, and couldn't help but wonder, did the situation really develop to such a serious point?

Mo Xinwang raised his head suddenly, "Your Highness—"

Fan Xi responded.

"I'm afraid there will be a frenzy of carve-up in the capital in the near future." Mo Xinwang calmly spit out such a sentence.

Fan Xi frowned.

"The prince's condition is probably improving temporarily. It seems that he still has some value for the time being, so he has kept his name for the time being. On the contrary, the emperor's health is getting worse day by day."

Fan Xi snorted coldly and said, "The crown prince contracted the disease from taking poison, but my father's body may be easily disintegrated without any tricks or poisonous powder."

Mo Xinwang pursed his lips, "The fourth prince is not good at behavior, and he should not have any major problems if he rests in his own mansion, but your Highness..."

Fan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Are you worried about me, or are you suspicious of Fan Yu?"

Mo Tanwang smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why not, is it both?"

Fan Xi nodded and said, "Fan Yu is indeed." He could always read infinite scheming and conspiracy from those dark eyes.

It was a more interlocking conspiracy than Anle's organs.

However, he also always felt that these links were not enough, after all, they could not form a complete answer, what was missing, what was missing?

While Fan Xi was thinking about the big picture, Mo Wangwang was more concerned about his own interests.

Whether it is Fan Xi or Fan Yu, they are all princes, with noble status and powerful strength.

But he is not disappointed that he is just a prime minister, even if he has a smooth official career, is on the rise, holds great power in his hands, and divides half of the world, he is still not powerful enough, just like now, only the master of the Xuanji Pavilion has fallen Such a power in the Jianghu, Mo Xinwang, this person has already collapsed in half.

What he needs is a stronger force, or a stronger backer, and he wants to sit in this seat for a long time.

"Your Highness, what are your future plans?"

Fan Xi said: "I haven't made a decision yet, but probably, go back to Jiangnan."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xinwang was stunned.

"Back to Jiangnan? Isn't the capital the hometown of His Highness?" Mo Wangwang then smiled wryly: "It seems that His Highness really has no intention of participating in this struggle."

"But after all, I can't find what my hometown should have. Let alone staying here and killing each other with my brothers of the same blood?"

Mo Xuan seemed to understand, he regained his senses, and said seriously: "Your Highness, I wonder if I can ask for one thing?"

Fan Xi raised his eyebrows, he had never seen Mo Xinwang's expression when he begged others.

"please say."

The author has something to say:

Well, it is planned to be finished around Chapter 100, and the previous content will be slightly modified later, just to patch holes and catch bugs, the above