The concubine has a heart disease and needs to be pampered!

After hearing this, Mo Jingfeng pondered a little, and said softly: "Even though what the queen mother said is so, but the emperor's uncle has already become suspicious, and it will not be so easy for us to do it again."

Empress Xu looked down at the crossbow in her hand, raised her eyes, looked at the person standing in front of her, and examined, "Why, your heart softened?"

Mo Jingfeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied, "The queen mother is joking, the minister and the queen mother have the same thoughts about this matter, how can you be soft-hearted?"

"It's not the best. I thought that because he liked you before, you rushed to find you when you got the chance. At that time, you didn't pay much attention to it, but just followed the trend. Now he suddenly said that he doesn't like you. , On the contrary, it attracts your attention." Empress Xu said this directly.

After saying these words, Mo Jingfeng seemed to have been stabbed, and said in a little panic: "I understand that as a prince, many things should be based on the overall situation, and you can't get caught up in this emotional entanglement." middle."

"Very good." Empress Xu said calmly, "But what you said is correct. If you miss this time, it will not be so easy to succeed again. You must make a living." She held the crossbow in her hand , fingertips lightly brushed the edge of the arrow, and could faintly feel a trace of blood stained on it, "You said that this crossbow arrow hurt Mo Chenye."

"Yes."

"This poison has no harm to him. The dignified prince, the emperor's younger brother, the most noble person, has a body that is invulnerable to all poisons. I'm afraid that what he does behind the scenes is far from ours. From what I saw on the surface, Bengong guessed that even the queen mother might not know it. If this is the case, the emperor will value and trust him. When Feng Yishu marries him as the princess, there will be an extra Dingguo mansion, the imperial power On top of that, who can guarantee that no matter what happens in this matter, this palace will never allow anyone to shake your crown prince's position."

Mo Jingfeng knew that his mother had made up her mind and there was no possibility of changing it. He also knew that there were many people staring at the crown prince, so he couldn't make a mistake in any step.

……

The next day, the palace, outside the imperial study.

Feng Yichu saw the person who happened to come out, and stepped forward to greet him, "It's really a coincidence, I can meet King Ning here today, I heard that King Ning was injured yesterday while protecting my younger brother, the Duke of Dingguo is grateful to the prince Not to mention, my parents still want to come to express their thanks.”

"No need." Mo Chenye replied coldly.

"That's right, if you want to be here with King Ning, as long as my younger brother puts the prince in his heart, he will be more grateful than others." Feng Yichu said casually.

Mo Chenye glanced at the person in front of him, "What do you want to express?"

Feng Yichu smiled warmly, "Nothing else. I heard from my little brother last night that the person who assassinated was a dead soldier, and the crossbow arrow that injured the prince was even more unusual. The arrow was poisoned. The prince's subordinates found out that That poison came from the Poison Sect of the Western Regions, and the prince would have guessed that the Poison Sect of the Western Regions is loyal to the royal family of the Western Regions, and who is related to it in Beijing, you can know who it is. Of course, even if there are these connections, But just relying on a poisoned crossbow arrow can't prove anything, but my younger brother likes the prince, Dingguo Gongfu and Ningwangfu, some things are self-evident."

"so what?"

"It's nothing." Feng Yichu said with a smile: "No matter what, with King Ning protecting him, there is nothing more reassuring than this."

"..." Mo Chenye looked at Feng Yichu and paused for a while.

Seeing this, Feng Yichu turned the conversation away, "I still have to go to meet the Holy One, so let's take a step ahead and leave."

Mo Chenye glanced back at Feng Yichu's leaving back, and couldn't help being a little surprised.