Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

Speaking of which, he had never formally met this Fu Yuan. He thought that Lao Jiu was used to being wild with his brothers and developed a naughty temper. It is normal for him to be greedy for new things. Li Rongchong is still the same, which impresses him. Does he really want Lao Jiu to be with that humble and cowardly Qian Yuan for the rest of his life?

Only then did Yan Zhao pay more attention to Fu Yuan, but it was not the right time, he said in a deep voice, "I said, no matter what kind of request, I will satisfy it."

Hearing this, Nan Zihe was finally relieved. He was promised by the second elder of his family to the eldest son of a certain bank half a year ago. As soon as the marriage contract was made, he dared to make some indecent acts towards him from time to time, saying that the person is his anyway, but it will be a matter of time.

This is disgusting to Nan Zihe, he thought that if he married such a person, he would be useless in this life, and he is not without merit, so why should he obediently wait for the arrangement? Thinking this way, he Thinking of the Ninth Prince.

Although he is not as noble as the Ninth Prince, he should have the right to control his own destiny, so he dared to ask for reward.

Now even the emperor has agreed to himself, so the two elders in the family should have nothing to say with the son of the bank, otherwise he would be disobeying the emperor's order.

With the sound of "Regards, Your Majesty.", the leader contest officially came to an end. Mo Yan bid farewell to the other judges one by one, and looked back at the carriage of Yao'an Prince's Mansion gradually going away until it turned the corner and disappeared. Only then did he look away.

Friends from all walks of life said that they wanted to share dinner together. Mo Yan didn't like these social gatherings, so he rejected them, and went to the wine shop alone, intending to take a jug of good wine to enjoy slowly at home.

However, when his figure turned into an alley, there was a sudden wind blowing around him, which made his expression tremble. With the rustling of the leaves, Mo Yan suddenly threw the flagon in his hand to one place.

A few men in black rushed out from nowhere, chopped the jug into pieces with a single knife, and the wine poured out for a while, and the strong fragrance of the wine captivated their eyes for a moment, Mo Yan saw this, The figure turned away.

The man in black came to his senses, and immediately chased after him. He didn't see Mo Yan's figure until a corner of a street.

"Who sent you!" He whispered.

The men in black looked at each other left and right, then exchanged information and shouted: "Go!"

Mo Yan turned around and pulled out the soft sword on his waist. He was not afraid, and the two sides were entangled immediately. Mo Yan responded like a stream, but he knew that the enemy was outnumbered, and it would inevitably fade away over time. With his strength, after temporarily solving the two men in black, Mo Yan boarded the wall in two steps and ran towards another place.

Just when the people in black were unwilling to chase after him, a group of guards in strong suits came from nowhere and confronted him.

Only then did Yan Qi come out from a corner, and said respectfully: "Young Master Mo, you are safe now."

Mo Yan's clothes were a little messy due to the fight, he tidied up his slightly embarrassed self, and replied, "Say thank you to Your Highness for me."

"His Royal Highness invited Mr. Mo back to the mansion for a briefing. You should say this thank you in person, please."

A new guest came to Yao'an Palace, and it was not long ago that he saw the previous leader in the leader competition, Mo Yan, Fu Yuan personally held a cup of hot tea, put it in front of Mo Yan, and said: "Mr. Mo, please."

Mo Yan raised his eyes, looked Fu Yuan up and down undisguisedly, and said coldly, "Are you that Qian Yuan who was raised in captivity?"

Fu Yuan was startled, never thought that this person would be so straightforward, nodded, and replied: "It's me."

"Hmph, flesh and blood." Mo Yan took a sip of hot tea, and felt his body warm up a lot.But he didn't pay any attention to Fu Yuan.

What's wrong with people in this world, how did I offend him, Fu Yuan was speechless, caught a glimpse of a tall figure from the corner of his eye, got up quickly and said, "Your Highness."

"Yeah." Yan Rongzhen responded, simply hugged Qian Yuan, pulled him to sit down, and then said to Mo Yan: "My king's guards are late, and it is my king's guard who surprised Brother Mo. Pass."

"Where." Mo Yan hurriedly got up and replied, "If it wasn't for His Highness today, Mo Yan might not escape death."

"It seems that Brother Mo knows who sent someone to assassinate you."

"Besides the Eighth Prince, who else could it be?" Speaking of this, Mo Yan showed disdain, he defeated Putuo by one vote, and it was only normal for Yan Yiqiu to hold a grudge against him and want to vent his anger on him.

He hadn't told Mo Yanputuo that he belonged to Yanyongchu, he had already guessed the clinker, which was just right, saving him the trouble of explaining, Yan Rongzhen said: "Brother Mo suffered such a catastrophe for the king today. , You can ask for whatever you want."

Hearing this, Mo Yan thought for a moment, and then said: "I have nothing to ask from His Highness, but I am afraid that the Eighth Prince will not let it go for the time being. Mo Yan thought, may His Highness agree to live in the palace for a while?"

Although this request was biased, Yan Rongzhen was not unacceptable. He glanced at Fu Yuan beside him who seemed to be in a trance, secretly amused, thinking that this person thought he had nothing to do here, so he started to be in a daze.Then he deliberately said: "Of course this king has no objection, if Yuan'er agrees, this king will agree."

Um? !Hearing his name, Fu Yuan came to his senses. He didn't quite understand why the eyes of the other two people were all focused on him, but Mo Yan looked at him with a bit of unkindness?

"Ah, what His Highness means is what Fu Yuan means." He hurriedly replied.

Then Mo Yan said again: "But His Highness is busy with affairs on weekdays. In this mansion, Mr. Fu may accompany me?"

After finishing speaking, Fu Yuan was about to refuse, thinking that he had to go to the building every day, how could he stay with him all the time?But as soon as Yan Rongzhen's smiling eyes met, he compromised again, "Mr. Mo is a guest when he comes to the mansion, so Fu Yuan naturally wants to accompany him."

That night, in the bedside, Yan Rongzhen lay on Qianyuan's naked chest with a satisfied face. He half-closed his eyes, a little drowsy, as if thinking of something, and whispered: "Brother Mo said that you want to stay When he was with him in the mansion, Yuan'er seemed reluctant."

Fu Yuan was straightforward, "It's reluctance."

Yan Rongzhen chuckled twice, "Then why did you agree?" You must know that he has always indulged Fu Yuan, and if he didn't want to, he wouldn't say anything more.

"Mr. Mo is a friend of His Highness, so he is also a friend of Fu Yuan. He thinks that he is bored in the mansion, so Fu Yuan should stay in the mansion to accompany him." Besides, it's only for a while.

Stretching out his hand and twisting Qianyuan's face, Yan Rongzhen found that although Fu Yuan looked blankly and spoke bluntly on weekdays, he should have a lot of intelligence and knew the best way to do it. Sacrifice himself, but in fact there is no loss, and he and Mo Yan have been flattered.