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St.Mo Feiyun waited for the news in the mansion, fidgeting all day long.

Seeing that his mind was wandering, Linglong was secretly worried.Returning with a big victory in this battle is a joyful event, but who would have thought that Fengtian would enter the palace without even saying a word when he came back.

Leaving Mo Feiyun here is also full of worries.

The little monkey followed the shadow guard back to the dark camp to compete with others, but he couldn't come back for a while.Linglong looked sad in her heart, and took advantage of the opportunity of bringing tea and water, she came over to have a look.Mo Feiyun was also absent-minded, answering irrelevant questions.

Linglong couldn't stand it anymore, "Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Feiyun took a look at Linglong, shook his head and said, "I'm just a little tired, so I don't need to bring anything here."

Mo Feiyun looked helplessly at the five dishes of snacks and two pots of tea on the table.

"Oh, then you'd better have a good rest, I won't bother you." Linglong was obviously very disappointed, but she knew Mo Feiyun's temperament, how could she say anything?

Linglong closed the door and went out, reluctantly leaving the yard.Mo Feiyun waved, and two shadow guards appeared in his room.

The two knelt down to salute, Mo Feiyun frowned and said, "It's not difficult to enter the palace to protect His Highness, but now the situation has changed, you should go and gather the old department quickly, if anyone moves the Second Highness in the slightest, they will be killed. The same is true for those in the palace .”

The two shadow guards were Mo Feiyun's confidantes brought out by himself, they couldn't help being surprised when they heard what he said, and they both looked up at him. "Commander! The Second Highness ordered you first, don't act rashly."

Mo Feiyun closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "You don't have to lose the throne, but you must not lose your life. If His Highness blames you afterwards, I will bear all the consequences. In addition, you quietly brought a team of experts to surround Xiangguo's mansion, even Don’t put a single fly in it, I will do it myself when it’s critical.”

"This subordinate swears allegiance to the Second Highness to the death, the commander need not worry, this matter will be absolutely safe." The two took the order and left without a trace.

When it was just getting dark, Fengtian still hadn't returned, so Mo Feiyun took the sword, inserted the bolt from the inside, opened the window and went out, turned over and skimmed over the courtyard wall to leave the courtyard.

A gorgeous carriage was parked outside Xiangguo's mansion, and the person sitting in that carriage was none other than the younger brother of the current Holy Majesty, the current Eighth Prince.

As soon as the Eighth Prince left, the carriage disappeared into the night. Mo Feiyun stood on the high cornice of the Prime Minister's Mansion, clenched the sword in his hand.His eyes fell on a room with lights on, and one fell into the room.

Qu Yi turned pale with shock, and after seeing Mo Feiyun's face clearly, he gradually regained his composure.Mo Feiyun once protected him, he knew it.As for the tight security in the prime minister's mansion, these people can come in and out freely, and he can somewhat understand if they enter a land without people.

A master like Mo Feiyun is beyond the imagination of weak scholars like them.Qu Yi is so shrewd, he squeezed his eyes and shook his head, and said firstly: "I know your reason for coming, but I will never compromise on this matter, whether it is me or the Eighth Prince."

There was an indescribable chill in Mo Feiyun's eyes. Even though Qu Yi didn't have the slightest fear, his heart trembled slightly, with an uncontrollable uneasiness.

"Lord Qu, if you continue to indulge this time, once this matter is revealed, His Royal Highness will be forced into a desperate situation." People lost their minds for a while.

Qu Yi shook his head, "Some things, maybe even you don't know. You only know about Jianghu affairs, but you don't know about court affairs."

Mo Feiyun was silent for a while, staring at Qu Yi, and raised the sword in his hand.

"You don't have to be like this. I don't take such an old life seriously. Why did you come to see me today? Tell me, I don't want to see anything happen to His Royal Highness."

"It's actually the emperor's intention to kill the Second Highness, and the removal of the queen's influence is also premeditated. He wants to sacrifice Fengtian, and push the prince to the throne logically. Am I right?" Mo Feiyun withdrew it Sword, plain and authentic.

Qu Yi closed his eyes, opened them again after nodding, sighed and said, "If the Second Highness takes advantage of the Emperor's critical illness and fights with the empress, a group of foreign relatives and staff, the only way is to die."

"No one can kill him."

"You are wrong. As long as his wings are broken, he is equivalent to a death. The ambition of the Second Highness is extraordinary, and you know this better than me."

Mo Feiyun was noncommittal, "I don't want this kind of answer."

"I'm old, and I'm tired of these things in the court. The emperor and I have experienced too many hardships. Now he insists on taking this step, but there is nothing he can do. The throne cannot be passed on to Fengtian no matter what. "

Mo Feiyun frowned.

Qu Yi smiled, sitting on the chair behind the desk, he was obviously old, probably in his twilight years, his complexion was also not good, he should have been ill for a while.

Qu Yi sighed, "Since you are here today, I will tell you a story."

Mo Feiyun didn't speak or move.

"Great General Murong Cheng is a famous general of a generation. He is also known to everyone in today's world. He has an arrogant and unruly temperament. His Second Highness's temperament is exactly the same as him. He was married to the head of the Huashan School. It was a good story that a beloved female disciple gave birth to a pair of children, but later, because of this pair of children, the whole thing became a tragedy involving three generations."

Mo Feiyun was secretly startled, and a strange emotion was surging, getting stronger and stronger.

遗诏

Qu Yi was immersed in the past, and his eyes gradually showed some helplessness and something similar to pity.

"The eldest daughter of Murong City is named Murong Lan, and the second son is Murong Tianze. When the current emperor was not enthroned, he met Murong Lan by chance. At that time, everyone in the capital knew that this woman had both talents and talents." The so-called gentlemen are so good, so the rumors spread like wildfire. But at that time, the prince, who is now the emperor, didn't care about other things. His succession and wedding were imminent, so he had to put it aside. Who knows that half a year later, Murong Lan married To a young knight in the Jianghu. The emperor was unwilling to lose his beloved woman to a reckless Jianghu, and secretly sent someone to bring her back to the palace the next year. At that time, Murong Lan already had a young son who was less than one year old. But that The young chivalrous man disappeared with his child after being seriously injured, and the emperor has been sending people to hunt him down, only to find out later that this person is a closed disciple of the head of Huashan and has been hiding in Huashan."

Mo Feiyun was shocked, and suddenly looked into Qu Yi's eyes, "What was the name of the young knight-errant back then?"

"Situ Nanshan."

He has been able to guess about the things in the middle, and the truth of all this is so ridiculous.Mo Feiyun closed his eyes and covered his chest, suppressing the sweet smell from his throat, and said coldly: "The emperor did not hesitate to kill so many people for the sake of a woman, what do you want to do to cover it up now?"

Qu Yi turned his head away, and said for a long time: "You should understand that these are the past that cannot be uncovered."

Mo Feiyun slowly shook his head: "I'll give you two choices, one: promise Qu Luxuan to the second highness, and the second highness will be crowned king and return to the fiefdom; two: you die, and the capital will turn upside down with him. As for who wins and who loses in the end, It depends on God's will."

"Why do you want me to choose?" Qu Yi said with a smile.

"You should know that although I don't understand the affairs of the imperial court, I still understand some things. As a last resort, Hongshe Yinyuan will die..."

Qu Yi's body shook, his expression changed immediately, he looked at Mo Feiyun, and said after a long time: "Okay, as long as the Second Highness is willing to obediently leave the capital and never set foot in the capital again, I will hand over Luxuan to you. Since Fengtian If it’s not the emperor’s flesh and blood, these things will be done with the utmost benevolence.”

Mo Feiyun showed a murderous look for a moment, and the nails in the clenched palm sank into the flesh. "Remember what you said today."

"Of course I remember. Since Situ Nanshan didn't die back then, I won't let Fengtian continue to grow." Qu Yi's expression was slightly stern, showing no sign of weakness.

Mo Feiyun lowered his eyes for a moment, and said coldly: "It's a deal." As soon as the words fell, the black figure disappeared beside Qu Yi in an instant, like a ghost.

Qu Yi couldn't help but sighed softly, looking at the night for a long time, his brows still frowning.

It was late at night when Mo Feiyun returned to the mansion, Fengtian was sitting in the study, obviously waiting for him.He secretly felt cold, and stood silently outside the door.The guard glanced at him, saluted and exited the courtyard without a sound.

Fengtian's deep and slightly tired voice came from the other side of the open study door, "Come in, what are you doing standing?"

"Yes." Mo Feiyun stepped into the study, but stood still at the desk, staring straight at Fengtian's face, stunned.

Fengtian waved his hand, but didn't look at him, and leaned on the chair behind the desk with slightly closed eyes.Mo Feiyun looked at him without saying a word, but he was a little uncertain about Fengtian's meaning.

Fengtian came back late at night, and he didn't seem to be injured. The shadow guard didn't report back, so it should have been nothing serious.But Fengtian's current demeanor made him feel more and more uneasy.

The dim candlelight illuminated the corner of the study, and some shreds of paper were scattered on the floor, which should be letterheads.After an unknown amount of time, Fengtian suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Mo Feiyun, raised his lips and said, "Today, I met someone."

Mo Feiyun looked straight at him, feeling a little uncertain.After all, Fengtian's eyes were flat, but revealed a trace of imperceptible sadness.That's not something ordinary people can see through, but Mo Feiyun knows him so well, and he knows the meaning of every expression better than anyone else.Because of this, Mo Feiyun felt a slight feeling of