Zhou Ci ignored Cheng Yuanyuan and left with a smile. Yes, his status is not as good as hers, but so what?If the prince doesn't like it, he just doesn't like it. If the prince doesn't like it, the days to come will be very sad.

Cheng Yuanyuan bit her lower lip with an expression of anger, but what could she do?Fight with Zhou Ci?Scold me?Even so, the prince will not look at her more, and maybe he will dislike her even more.

"Miss..." Mi Yue looked at her own lady worriedly.

Cheng Yuanyuan sat slumped on the corridor and sighed, "Yue'er, do you think I have a future?"

Zhou Ci who left was in a good mood, but after returning to the house, the complacency just now was not so obvious. She said that Cheng Yuanyuan was actually the same in turn, and she was just talking too fast.

"Ying'er, who do you think the prince likes?"

"Ying'er doesn't know, but looking at Mrs. Side's appearance should be very important."

Is it important?Will it be the future princess?Zhou Ci thought to himself that if this is the case, then they have to establish a good relationship, and they must be one step ahead of Cheng Yuanyuan.

……

"You went down, the king knows."

Jun Moqing didn't like Mo Ziyu at first, now that he knows the truth of the matter, he hates him even more. He was born in the royal family and was used to seeing these brothers killing each other, and he himself is the victim, so he doesn't want to see Mo Ziyu. I don't like his behavior even more.

Imposter, want to step up to the sky?ridiculous!

Jun Moqing is not in the mood to act with such a person, he doesn't like it and he doesn't want to, but it's also very interesting to watch the other party suffer.

"Let's go, it's time for this king to go see the so-called "benefactor"." Since others have come to the door, he should go to meet him properly, right?Otherwise, the other party would be so disappointed, right?

Jun Moqing will not let someone go because of his face, he will definitely greet him well, he will pretend he didn't see what was written on the paper.

Jun Moqing looks pretty when he smiles, but Fuhai doesn't think that's the case. As long as his master smiles, there must be nothing good. Just now when the secret guard came to report the incident, his master's face was so cold, Fuhai knew A certain person is about to be unlucky, but if he dares to impersonate his master in front of him, his life is not too long.

Fu Hai shook his head, he committed a crime and couldn't live.

……

Mo Lin originally wanted to report to the Eldest Young Master when he returned to the Mo Mansion, but Xiao Hong was already waiting for him at the side door, so he had no chance to run away, so he had to follow Xiao Hong back to Young Master Yu.

"How about it?"

Mo Ziyu felt nervous and expectant, but Mo Lin didn't reply after waiting for a long time, and Mo Ziyu was a little anxious, and it was not good.

"I'm asking you something, how do you say it!"

Mo Lin hesitated and didn't know how to answer. The prince didn't react at all after hearing those words, but his young master would definitely not believe what he said, and Mo Lin really didn't know how to answer the young master to be satisfied.

"My lord, he said... said..."

"What did you say?" Mo Ziyu's heart was almost in his throat, but the words that followed could not be uttered as if someone had sealed his mouth.

Mo Lin thought for a long time and finally spit out the words, don't they all die sooner or later?After finishing speaking, Mo Lin felt relaxed. As for Mo Ziyu's reaction, he had already expected it. Mo Lin closed his eyes and waited...but after waiting for a long time, Mo Lin slowly opened his eyes without any pain. Eye.

"Impossible!!! He can't be..." Mo Ziyu had a look of disbelief. He had spent so much money in the imperial city for so many years to get to know this person and inquire about this person. How could this happen...

Didn't they say that he likes Young Master Fengqing? No, to be precise, Mo Ziyu also felt the same way. At that time...at that time...if that wasn't the case, why did he spend a lot of money to buy all his paintings?Scatter your wealth for things that don't seem to have any value?Mo Ziyu didn't believe and didn't understand.

"Liar! You must have lied, right!" Mo Ziyu stared at Mo Lin with disbelief and doubt in his eyes.

"Master, there is no need for the slave to lie..."

Before Mo Linhua could speak, Mo Ziyu slapped him across the face.

There was a clear and loud "snap", and Mo Lin was stunned. He did estimate his young master's reaction, but he never thought that the other party would hit him.

What happened next made Mo Lin gasp, this Mo Ziyu was too sick... and as a servant, he had no choice but to suffer silently.

The whip whipped Mo Lin's body, once, twice...three times, four times...

Originally, the speed was still very slow, but gradually the speed became faster. Mo Ziyu slammed Mo Lin as if he was crazy. Seriously, and Molin's back has been beaten so hard that he can't see where is the good place and where is the wound.

Molin bit his lower lip without making a sound. He endured very hard, but the pain in his body was nothing compared to the disappointment in his heart.

They are both young masters of the Mo family, but their attitudes towards servants are completely different. They say that the young master is not to be favored, but he has never withheld money from his servants, nor has he angered others because of himself. Why is he not under the young master? Woolen cloth?

And Mo Ziyu's eyes were reddened and he couldn't stop at all, he felt that others lied to him, Jun Moqing must remember Fengqing!How could he not remember, how could he not remember!

It must be that this dog slave didn't make it clear, it must be like this!

"You bastard! It's all your fault!"

"I won't kill you!!"

Xiaohong stood at the door with a pale face. She heard it clearly and understood that her young master made trouble for no reason, but as a servant, what can she do?If she goes in, she will definitely not survive, but if this continues, Molin will definitely die.

What to do, what to do, Xiaohong walked up and down the door and couldn't think of a way, just when she was at her wit's end, she heard outside the yard saying that the prince was coming, Xiaohong was afraid that she had heard it wrong, so she went to the door and listened After a while, it turned out that it was not an illusion, the prince really came!

Xiaohong immediately trotted to the door of Mo Ziyu's room and shouted loudly: "Master, the prince is here, the prince is here!"

Xiaohong's voice was quite loud, and Mo Ziyu heard it the first time, and his whip-waving hand stopped in mid-air.

"He's here... He's actually here..."

The whip fell to the ground, and Mo Ziyu suddenly became at a loss. He didn't prepare anything, so why did he come here?

"Quick, get me some water, I need to wash up!"

.. ......

It is true that Jun Moqing came to see Fengqing, but this person is not Mo Ziyu, but Mo Zifeng.

Before, he wanted to meet Mo Ziyu, to see what this guy who was planning to pretend was thinking, but when he really arrived at the Mo Mansion, he gave up this idea. Why did he want to see a fake one?There is nothing to look at if it is fake, you should look at the real thing to see it.

The Mo Mansion is now the same as Jun Moqing's back garden, he can come and go whenever he wants, no one dares to stop him, and no one is willing to provoke Jun Moqing. As for Mo Jiabao, he is actually very distressed, the other party's identity is not Here, this is his territory again, using the methods of the imperial city can't do anything to him at all.

"I don't know why the prince came here this time..."

Mo Jiabao can't directly say why you came, he can only say it very tactfully, he thinks the other party should understand.

"This king is here to thank Mr. Mo for the snacks. This king thinks that a gift should be returned."

Mo Jiabao wondered, why did Feng'er send something to King Linjiang?Is he familiar with the person in front of him?If you say you are not familiar with him, why does the prince take care of the Mo family's affairs?Mo Jiabao felt that it was necessary to have a good chat with his eldest son. It seemed that they hadn't had a long talk together for a long time. When did it start?It seems that it started when he became an official.

"Thank you, my lord, for your concern. Gouzi's snacks are not expensive things. In fact, there is no need to..."

Don't bother to say it, Jun Moqing has already passed Mo Jiabao to the backyard.

If this was in the imperial city, it would definitely not be like this. Which prince and prince would force his way in like this, but this is Linjiang...

Emperor Tiangao is far from saying, it is said that the current emperor has a deep sense of guilt towards this Linjiang king, basically he can do whatever he wants, even if there is a memorial, it will be ignored, not to mention Mo Jiabao He has already resigned, and there is no place to reason.

"Master, the prince is here..."

Mo Zifeng thought that the speed of the other party was very fast, so the things he just sent are here now.

"Master..."

"Remember to make a pot of good tea this time."

Mo Zifeng can't forget Jun Moqing's pitiful eyes at that time, he doesn't want these things, he can use his own ability to make everything better, without relying on Jun Moqing's hands.

Mo Li nodded in agreement.

Naturally, Mo Li also thought of what he had said last time.

"Why is your house so cold? It's not winter yet."

Jun Moqing’s voice came in before he even entered. Every time he came, he always complained a lot. It didn’t sound very pleasant, but he was actually complaining for himself. The corners of Mo Zifeng’s mouth curled up unconsciously. , although it is very weird that this prince plays cards unreasonably, but he never lies when he cares about others, and what he says is really annoying.

Mo Zifeng's courtyard in the imperial city originally faced south, but after moving to Lincheng, he changed to a courtyard facing west for some reason.

The reason why he said he didn’t know how to get it was because Mo Zifeng didn’t care about it, and secondly, even if he cared, the yard had already been divided. He didn’t know they would come to the city, but someone knew it and already After buying the yard, it is conceivable that Mo Zifeng's status in the Mo family was really not good at the time, and people are also dispensable.

"Then invite the prince to come in and have a cup of hot tea."

"Farewell, I don't want to drink that tea anymore."

Jun Moqing also had lingering fears. Even if he was not treated well in the imperial city, he never drank that kind of tea. Jun Moqing unconsciously showed a tangled expression on his face. The taste really made him unforgettable for life.

A dignified prince would have such a childish side, Mo Zifeng covered his mouth and laughed.

Naturally, Jun Moqing caught him covering his mouth and laughing. They met several times, but Jun Moqing had never seen Mo Zifeng smiling. This person looks good without smiling. The appearance shocked Jun Moqing, Jun Moqing has seen many beauties, and there are not a few beautiful men, but it is this person who doesn't like to laugh that makes Jun Moqing itch.

After Mo Zifeng smiled for a while, he felt someone's gaze. He coughed lightly and returned to his usual cool look.

"My lord please."

After Mo Li served the tea, he retreated consciously, and now only Jun Moqing and Mo Zifeng were left in the room.

"This tea, hehe."

Jun Moqing knew what was going on without even thinking about it. Now that he is the head of the second house, he naturally wouldn't take too much away from this sick and weak son-in-law, both of whom are wives, so the gap should not be so big.

Holding the tea in his hand, Jun Moqing didn't drink it, looking at the steam rising from the teacup, Jun Moqing said slowly: "You asked me to help you, and I have already done it, so how can you repay me?"

"You don't necessarily want the grass people to promise you with your body?" Mo Zifeng said in a joking tone.

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