Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce

"Why, Brother King is very familiar with the King's concubine?" Moriancheng looked at them with a smile and did not show any expression. It seems that they are familiar with this situation, but they usually do not see it. Out of order.

"indeed……"

"Unfamiliar."

Really unfamiliar! Qu Taner repeated these four words in his heart again.

The first two words were written by Mo Yihuai, and the last two words were said by her, but they fit together very well and were very vivid.

"Why Brother Dawang is so enthusiastic about Hachiman? Be careful, King Hyun will be jealous. You will be in trouble at that time." Mo Jingxuan interjected, smiling broadly, as if he had just taken the tense atmosphere as a joke.

"Haha, indeed, Wang is really worried that she will be jealous." Mo Yihuai laughed suddenly, turning his eyes back from Qu Taner's face, and then turned to Mo Liancheng. However, "she" in that sentence refers to Qu Pan'er or someone else, but it is intriguing.

"..." Qu Taner murmured silently. Similar to bowing his head sternly, he researched the embroidered shoes worn under his feet, with good craftsmanship and exquisite embroidery. It is definitely a valuable collectible to get back to modern times.

"Father Wang is also very old, and Father Wang also intends to give up the throne. I wonder, who in the eighth brother thinks this throne is best suited to sit on?" Mo Yihuai asked casually.

"I wonder who Brother Wang thinks it will be?" Mo Liancheng asked indifferently, and was not half shocked at what he wanted to ask. The Prince's seat has been vacant for many years. The ex-Prince, who was thin, was also his three princes, the queen's sister-in-law, who was established as a prince at the age of three, but eventually died unclear. Man, could it be Mo Yihuai?

Qu Taner originally studied new shoes, but when they heard what they were talking about, they couldn't help listening quietly.

These two people were not really here. This undercurrent and this turbulence were almost unbeatable.

"How do you say King sits in this position?" Mo Yihuai asked deliberately, as if he was trying something.

"Brother King wants to sit?"

"Shouldn't be the King? The King is the first prince of the Dongyue Kingdom, the Manchu dynasty, and many supporters. His prestige and rights are also among the best. Just ask the whole Dongyue Kingdom ... Who can sit up? "Mo Yihuai smiled lightly, but didn't seem to mind speaking these words in front of Morian City.

"Brother King said that it is indeed true." Mo Liancheng chuckled, without refuting.

"Will the Eighth Brother stand on my side?" Mo Yihuai said directly, staring at Mo Liancheng's face, waiting for his answer.

"If it is God's destiny to let the King Brother come to the throne of God, then the King should not say much." Morian City smiled lightly. But if anyone is going to violate his destiny, I'm afraid that Mo Yihuai will not be able to sit still on that throne.

"Haha!" Mo Yihuai smiled deeper, and seemed to have anticipated the answer to Mo Liancheng, but just wanted to confirm it again. "Since the eighth brother said so, then the king is assured."

"You should rest assured."

"What did Brother Eight say?"

"My King didn't say anything." Mo Liancheng smiled, as if he hadn't said anything, raised his glass of wine casually, and tasted it slowly.

Although Mo Yihuai didn't believe it, it was not easy to ask again, and his eyes turned to Mo Jingxuan: "Fourteenth brother, what do you say?"