I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

But he can't explode at this moment, he still has to suppress his anger to deal with this matter.First of all, the matter of the royal family brothers fighting against the wall must not be spread.However, how should I give Yang'er and Rong'er an explanation while suppressing this matter?

It's very simple, find a scapegoat.

Who is this scapegoat?Concubine Xian who was under house arrest in the palace.

Concubine Xian's elder brother is a sixth-rank military officer who happened to guard the safety of the capital, and when something happened, he wandered around the arena, so he was very qualified to commit crimes.

After thinking about it, he said, "It's getting late, you all go to rest."

"Father..."

"Rong'er, don't worry, within three days, this matter will definitely come to an end."

"With Father's words, Rong'er is naturally at ease. I only hope that Father will not let the younger brother be hurt again, otherwise, I am afraid that the Queen Mother will not be at ease under the nine springs."

"Rong'er!" Emperor Anping's hands gripping the edge of the bed were trembling. The former empress was his reverse scale, and he did not allow others to touch her, even her own children.He had made an exception for his son before, and this time, he didn't intend to indulge him any more.

"That's enough, Rong'er. Your mother's empress would not want you to be so aggressive."

"..." An Peirong raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her who she once regarded as a mountain, with sourness and hatred surging in her heart.Can he not take it anymore? When he forced my mother 20 years ago, and when he forced my siblings more than ten years ago, he didn't have such a face.

An Peirong almost couldn't restrain herself from getting up and tearing up the hypocrisy of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, but she held back in the end.Because she clearly understands that now is not the time.

"Yes, Royal Father, Rong'er realizes her mistake."

"Okay." Emperor Anping waved his hand, "Let's all go."

"Yes, my son/chen will leave."

After leaving Yuqing Palace, the three of them all looked solemn.

"Teacher, thank you for your hard work today."

"Princess, don't say that, it's all for His Highness."

"Grandpa, brother, he..."

The Grand Tutor shook his head, "Zhao'er, you must not act recklessly in the future, Luodu is no longer what it used to be, and the imperial city may not know when... Sigh..."

He put his hands behind his back and walked away in a daze.His figure is hidden in the boundless night, it is so desolate, it makes people feel sad.

"It's getting late, Second Sister, hurry up and leave the palace."

"No, the second sister lives in the palace today. Eldest sister, our sisters haven't seen each other for a long time, I wonder if the eldest sister can accept the second sister? My sister and I will talk at night while holding candles."

"Of course. I think you and my sister have not slept together for more than ten years." The eldest princess looked far away, as if missing the long-lost carefree time.

"Yes. Let's go, big sister." The second princess took the initiative to grab An Peirong's arm. The two sisters looked at each other and smiled, and walked to An Peirong's residence together in the palace.

At the same time, Ji Huaimo, who had woken up in the Luodu courtyard of the Prince's Mansion in Northern Hebei, was uncharacteristically calm.

He was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a volume of books in his hand, but his eyes did not fall on it, but stared blankly at the flickering candlelight.

"No one was found? What do you mean?"

"People from the Mu family came to look for it, but they couldn't find it, whether it was a corpse or... In other words, this person disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never existed in this world."

"Hasn't existed? What do you mean?" he repeated mechanically.

"Literally. That Huai Mo, don't be... You have to cheer up, Master Mu, I don't want to see you like this." Song Qifei comforted dryly.

"Ah."

"Huai Mo..."

"You also think he was blown up to the point that there is not even ash left, don't you?"

"Huaimo..." This kind of Ji Huaimo is the scariest, he is neither angry nor hysterical, he just asks this question calmly, but Song Qifei dare not answer easily.

Just when he was thinking about a better wording, Ji Huaimo spoke again, but this time he was talking to himself.

"How could a person like him disappear into the world in such a tragic way?"

"..."

"Go back, I won't think too much about it."

"But..." With him like this, how could they leave in peace.

"Huai Mo, we won't be going back tonight. Do you have guest bedrooms here? Just give us any."

Ji Huaimo nodded, called Ah Zhen to give some instructions, and then lay down on his own, "Do it yourself."

Several people looked at his back, sighed helplessly, and followed Ah Zhen out.

"Please forgive me, young master...when he is in a bad mood, his tone may be a bit harsher."

"It's okay, it's okay, we all understand. Oh, who knew it would happen!"

"Yes."

In the room, Ji Huaimo was lying on his side, facing the wall, his eyes were wide open, and his expression was blank.He doesn't believe that Moo-young is dead, absolutely not.

However, no one can explain the sudden disappearance of a living person.Ji Huaimo wondered if he was rescued or kidnapped.

If so, who would take him away?How did he do it without anyone noticing it?

Ji Huaimo remembered his identity, is he really a prince?If so, it all makes sense.

But what is this prince going to do to hide his name and live as someone else?

In the end, Ji Huaimo laughed at himself, a prince, what else can he plan?

However, if that day comes, they are destined to be enemies, Ji Huaimo thought, he really doesn't know how to choose.

Although he only got along with Mu Yang for a short period of time, he has already settled in his heart strongly. Although he is not as good as the prince's brother, in all fairness, even as a friend, he does not want him to have an accident.

On the second day after the "surprise in the martial arts field" and His Royal Highness was critically ill again, a decree came from the palace that the saint would summon the eight winners of the second round of competition in the Chengguang Hall to comfort and encourage him.The three of Ji Huaimo were naturally among them.

Early in the morning, Song Qifei, Qin Chao, and Jin Wei all came to Ji Huaimo's bedroom. They all looked at their friend worriedly, worrying that he would lose his composure when he went to the hall today after suffering such a big blow.

Unexpectedly, Ji Huaimo's condition was better than theirs, and being served by a second-class duke made him look like a crown jewel, with a radiant look, except for his eye circles, which were a little red.

"Huai Mo, can you?"

"What can I do? Isn't it just a summons? I don't know how many times I have experienced it before and after. Let's go, or it will be too late."

"You said, why did the saint summon him suddenly? Hasn't he not been elected yet?"

"I heard from my grandfather that if there is no accident, we should be the ones to lead the army this time. The third round after a while is just to decide their respective positions."