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"What are you laughing at?" Ji Ruohua asked in a low voice.

Obviously, he was a little angered by the almost wanton behavior of the young man in front of him.

"The fourth prince has a lot of witty words, and the little one is guilty, so I can't hold back." Mo Beichen saluted.

Ji Ruohua gently put the white cat on the ground, and the ancestor jumped to a fur ball and started playing with it by himself.

"Wonderful words?" Ji Ruohua laughed angrily. The oppression in the middle stage of foundation establishment slowly spread, putting pressure on the thin young man. Although it is not as brutal as the strong man, it is enough to make ordinary people fear, "Do you think this prince Are you joking?"

"If you are the prince, you can't kill you? Can't you kill your master?"

The majesty of the emperor is unpredictable, with such verbal deterrence coupled with the suppression of cultivation, ordinary people may have been frightened into a cold sweat.

But Mo Beichen was naturally not an ordinary person.

"Of course the fourth prince can, but the fourth prince won't do that."

"I can't? Why can't I?" His long and narrow eyes looked down at the calm young man.

The corner of the young man's mouth rose, "The fourth prince has the great ambition to compete in the world, so naturally he will not ruin his future because of small losses."

Ding--

The sound came suddenly, it was the buzzing sound of a sword being pulled out. After Mo Beichen finished speaking, the cold and sharp tip of the sword had already touched his chin, forcing his face up.

"Do you know what you're talking about? What you just said is enough to kill you hundreds of times!" Ji Ruohua's tone was cold, but his eyes were not only filled with anger, but also with deep inquiry.

The young man was not intimidated by this bluffing battle, his eyes were clear, and he said unhurriedly: "Your Majesty has nine sons under his knees, but only the fourth prince has traveled thousands of miles to this sect, can't it explain something?"

"Oh, what does it mean? It means that I have been kicked out in the power struggle." Ji Ruohua retracted the sword, sat back on the seat with a chuckle, and made tea on his own, "I think you understand What, it doesn't matter to you, there is no precedent for the princes of the previous dynasties to enter the sect to practice, don't show off your cleverness."

"The fourth prince is just joking. Today is not what it used to be. Your Majesty naturally expects you to come to this sect. Don't you hope that the fourth prince will be able to compete with the clan when he returns?"

"How can you, a young boy, talk about major affairs in the court!" Zhong Fang scolded from the side.

The hand that was pouring the tea trembled slightly, and the tea was spilled outside in a short while.

"Go ahead and talk. If you agree, you will be rewarded; if you don't speak well..."

If it is not good, it is natural that the head will not be guaranteed.

The young man remained calm, and this kind of joking threat naturally couldn't affect him.

And the fourth prince obviously didn't know how much the head he wanted was worth.

"The roots of the clan members are too deep and the power is too strong. This is the greatest worry for the Holy Majesty today. But now, the only thing that can relieve the worry is the emergence of another force to contend with it."

"And His Majesty gave you the qualification to drive this force, Fourth Prince, isn't this what everyone expects?"

Ji Ruohua's eyes flickered slightly, he stared at the boy's face seriously, and his tone changed, "What is that power?"

"The power of the humble disciples, the power of those who have no noble status but have a tough heart and can make a big difference."

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Zhong Fang looked at Mo Beichen with a surprised look. He didn't know when this conversation rose from returning the cat to this level.

Although he doesn't understand tactics, he can still hear and see. He knows that this young man is right.

It should be said that the score is exactly the same as that of the disciples who are valued by the Fourth Prince.

"Heh, since you think so clearly, why don't you persuade your master Yi Qingyun to submit to me obediently? You also know that he is now the hottest figure in the poor family. He is like a big banner that can attract me. A steady stream of fresh blood."

"I'm going to have him! Even if it hurts a little bit."

For a moment, Ji Ruohua seemed to realize that the boy in front of him suddenly had a frighteningly cold look in his eyes, but it seemed to be his illusion, the boy still stood there orderly, without any change.

"Mo Chen is just a servant, and I can't get in the way of what the master decides."

"You kid..."

Before Ji Ruohua finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice outside the door.

"Fourth Prince, inner disciple Yi Qingyun is asking to see you."

"It came really fast. After the front foot is tested, the back foot will arrive." Ji Ruohua's face flashed a little playful.

"Let him in."

After a while, a person came in, and there was light rain outside. He obviously rushed here in a hurry, and he was not in the mood to walk while holding an umbrella, and he looked a bit embarrassed with wetness.

Seeing that Mo Chen was fine, the frown finally relaxed a little.

"Yes, Fourth Prince." Yi Qingyun said neither humble nor overbearing, "I don't know why Fourth Prince is looking for my servant?"

"It's nothing serious, you just picked up my prince's cat and returned it." Ji Ruohua picked up the teacup and blew, "My prince should thank him for finding my beloved cat."

"Since the cat is gone, can Qing Yun take the man back?"

"Anything you want." Ji Ruohua raised his hand.

Yi Qingyun nodded, and walked to the boy coldly, trying to take him away.

"Wait, I want to ask for a reward for helping the fourth prince find his beloved cat."

Cough cough--

Ji Ruohua didn't expect that the young man would not forget what he said before, and really came to ask him for a reward?

But Ji Ruohua is also a noble status anyway, and if he promises a thousand gold, he will naturally not deny it.

"A reward? What do you want?"

Mo Beichen pointed to his ancestor who had trapped himself with a fur ball.

"You really love cats, but this ancestor was gifted by the prince, mother and concubine himself, so I can't reward you." Ji Ruohua became more and more interested in this young man. He is obviously a delicate heart, but now he will never forget the cat again, " However, this prince can lend you a few days of grace."

"Thanks to the fourth prince for your kindness." The boy answered very perfunctorily, without even being polite, he squatted down directly to rescue the white cat that was entangled in a ball of string.

Meow~

Hugging the cat into his arms, the young man hooked his ancestor's chin with his white fingers.

"So nice."

Yi Qingyun's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help feeling...a little envious?

Feeling that his thoughts were a bit ridiculous, the young man unnaturally turned his face away and stopped looking at that person and cat.

Ji Ruohua saw this scene, and couldn't help teasing her.

"Mo Chen, if you really love your ancestors, why not follow me, so that I can give you the grace to be the half master of your ancestors, how about it?"

Zhong Fang was shocked when he heard this, the half master of the ancestor?

Whether it was a joke or not, it can be seen that the fourth prince really valued this young man named Mo Chen when he said this.

But Zhong Fang was not the only one who was shocked.

"Fourth prince, Qingyun has to retire because of something today." Yi Qingyun put his arm around the young man's shoulders, took the young man with a little force and walked out.

His face was gloomy, and he didn't look at the fourth prince's expression at all.

"Hey, this Yi Qingyun is really funny, did you see him like that?"

Zhong Fang dared not speak beside him.

"It's just like that ferocious wolf dog raised by Concubine Shu. Even if father is gone, it would dare to pounce on it and bite."

The author has something to say: If you don’t release Yigouzi again, I’m afraid he will bite me QAQ

I wonder if Yi Qingyun, who is a dog, will fight with his ancestors...