I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

At this time, a tall figure was sitting beside Cheng Xu's bed...

He was in a trance, as if in a dream. After rubbing his eyes, the figure still didn't disappear. Cheng Xu shuddered and sat up like a carp, "Stab..."

"Shh! It's me!"

Cheng Xu was immediately shocked, "Your Majesty, Your Highness?"

"Ok!"

Cheng Xu looked at the sky outside in disbelief, "If your Highness has something to do, you can order someone to let Wei Chen go to your house. This is more revealing. Why does Your Highness need to visit like this?"

The key is that it's pitch black and scary!

He thought that because there were too many leaks on weekdays, God was planning to take him away?

With a click, Mo Yanjue took out a lighter and lit the candlestick next to the bed!

Cheng Xu didn't see the thing in his hand clearly. It was actually bigger than the flame of the candlelight and disappeared quickly.

With the faint light of the candle, Cheng Xu could see Mo Yanjue's face clearly.

"Your Highness! Didn't you get a good rest?"

The black eye circles and pale face are scarier than ghosts!

Mo Yanjue pinched his eyebrows and said, "I can't sleep, something is on my mind!"

Cheng Xu's lips trembled. He wanted to stand up and salute, but at least he couldn't do it in this posture.

But his shoulders were held down by Mo Yanjue!

"I'll leave as soon as the matter is finished!"

The raised arm trembled, and Cheng Xu said nervously, "Please speak."

"I want you to do something tomorrow..." Mo Yanjue's voice was low. The reason why he chose to come at night was because he didn't want people to know that he had visited the Qintian Prison!

Because his plan was to let the Qintian Prison spread the news about the night sky phenomenon, saying that the Dongyang country was in trouble, and this trouble could only be solved by him, the Prince of Dashun...

After listening, Cheng Xu's arms shook even more, and he was very embarrassed, "Your Highness, this goes against the principle of a humble minister!"

"Hmph!" Mo Yanjue said coldly, stood up, stroked his sleeves, and put the lighter that he regarded as a treasure into his sleeve pocket, "It's just a matter of a group of little stars, I can't even help you, don't forget , your son is already twenty-one and his skills are no worse than yours, do you want to retire early?"

Cheng Xu swallowed dryly. Although it was natural for his son to inherit his father's business, he refused to accept old age! I still want to work in this position for a few more years. If I really retire, won’t I look like a useless person?

Is this the rhythm of holding the back wave and preparing to beat him to death on the beach?

"Then, can I ask, why is Your Highness like this?"

What if you are doing bad things that are harmful to the people under the guise of divination?

He would rather be shot to death!

When Mo Yanjue saw that Cheng Xu had been shaken, he felt happy, sat back and sighed sadly, "To be honest, I have fallen in love with a woman, and that woman is from Dongli! But! She had some misunderstandings about me, so...so she had no choice but to take this step!"

He calls this a countermeasure!

Don’t you have unwritten rules in Donglang? Then I will show my important status! Since you believe in the theory of bad luck, he can only make arrangements in advance to prevent Su Huan from being arranged by Emperor Dongkang as soon as he returns to Dongkang.

Before making arrangements, you should also think of him, as he can resolve bad luck and is a ready-made candidate.

Cheng Xu is very smart, and besides, he works with Chen He from the Ministry of Etiquette every day, so he has heard something about Chen He's nagging.

"Could the woman His Highness is talking about be the real Princess Dongxing?" Cheng Xu is a straightforward person and will say whatever comes to mind.

Mo Yanjue narrowed his eyes coldly, "How do you know? Did you calculate it?"

"That's not true. I don't dare to take advantage of noble people easily. It's just that I heard Mr. Chen say a few words when I was at work yesterday..."

Chen He? Mo Yanjue licked his back molars dangerously!

Those old guys ran to the palace when they had nothing to do. It was inevitable that they would hear some disturbance!

"Would you like to help with this matter? In the name of Qin Tianjian, pass a letter to Dong Xun. As long as the princess is married to Prince Dashun, the bad luck can be alleviated."

Full of threats, Cheng Xu grimaced, "I can help, but if the emperor finds out..."

Is he cheating? Or will he be shot to death?

It seems that there is no way to escape death.

Mo Yanjue breathed a sigh of relief and said confidently, "There is no problem with my father. You also know that what he thinks about every day is to marry Dongyi! If you help me facilitate the marriage, I will set up a marriage for you in a hundred years. Immortality card!”

"Okay! It's settled! Remember, we haven't seen each other recently!"

Mo Yan Jueyang raised his eyebrows and helped Cheng Xu tuck the quilt around his collar in a good-tempered manner.

Cheng Xu only felt that his breathing was tight, and he was suffocating with some pressure... He nodded hurriedly, "Yes! Wei Chen can give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared into the room.

Cheng Xu adjusted his breathing, touched his neck, and checked his pulse again. Immortality card?

Is he still alive? What do you want that thing for?

The emperor is used to painting big cakes for his ministers. The cakes are fragrant and warm. This son is much better than me! I drew all the pie after death, hey...

Su Huan was obviously about to lose his patience in dealing with Chen He!

"Master, how are you?" Su Huan circled around with the soup bowl, avoiding Chen He's extended hand again.

I have never seen this Xiaoyu speak so softly on weekdays, especially her small waist, which looks slender and boneless.

This girl's appearance is of an upright kind, not charming at all, and her skin is not fair either.

There were no new beauties in the house. Here came a little maid who had just gotten married. Chen He just wanted to have a taste of something new. He didn't even think about being an aunt or not.

Even if you take a concubine, you won't be among the servants.

But for some reason, looking at the vivid woman in front of him, his heart was on fire.

I wish I could grant her all her wishes.

"Okay! Auntie, just auntie! I promise you! Come here quickly!"

Su Huan narrowed his eyes, "That's no good, it's not sincere!"

"Oh, little beauty, how can you expect me to be sincere?" Chen He's eyes showed greedy desire. "As long as you say it! I promise you!"

Su Huan saw that the heat was just right, "I want to see my brother!"

Chen He frowned, "Your brother?"

"That's right! Since the master has agreed, why not let someone bring my brother over? Such a good thing should be shared with relatives."

Su Huan continued to make nonsense.

Chen He was a little impatient, "But..."

His brother has been sent to a brothel! How could I bring him here so late at night?

"What? I don't want to do it anymore?" Two rows of silver needles appeared in Su Huan's hand, and I lost my patience!

If you don't pay, you'll be down!

Get the key first!

Chen He's heart suddenly suddenly felt strange. He had never seen any woman feel so guilty. How could she face those staring eyes and couldn't help but tremble on her feet?

Obviously, his patience has reached its limit!

Isn't she just a little maid? Have you spent a long time talking to her?

Thinking like this, he showed a trace of obscene ferocity, "Everyone is here, do you still have the strength to negotiate terms with me? Come here!"

Chen He pounced towards Su Huan, but Su Huan dodged back and was about to stab Chen He...

Bang!

The door was kicked open!

Chen He's eyes sharpened, "Asshole, who doesn't have eyes..."

Ruin his good deeds?

After seeing who was coming, Chen He knelt down and said, "Prince? Your Highness, why are you here?"