Buddhist son [Quick Transmigration]

"Ninth Brother, come and sit here?"

Sweeping across the lower body of the Ninth Prince, Chen Mo, who had been sitting on the couch, stood up for the first time, his tone soft and non-aggressive.

Like a spring breeze blowing across the snow-covered land, it instantly disintegrated the icy aura of the two parties.

No one can deny tenderness.

Therefore, even though he thought that the timing and tone of Chen Mo's interjection were wrong, Qi Anyan, who was eyeing each other with the Ninth Prince, still stopped.

He just glared at his cousin with hatred.

This is the chief culprit that caused you so far!What are you doing so nice to him?

Chen Mo smiled and said nothing.

If we really want to say the culprit, shouldn't this account be put on the emperor's head?

"sit down."

It was the first time to get along with the prince up close. The Ninth Prince, who was still rebellious before, only had complicated eyes. He looked at Chen Mo in front of him: "You..."

It seemed difficult to speak, the Ninth Prince was stuck for a long time.

Chen Mo was not in a hurry, he just raised his sleeves and pinched the tainted sandalwood beside him, waiting patiently.

Qi Anyan stood beside Chen Mo, crossed his chest and sneered: "Didn't you speak well just now? Why are you dumb now?"

The Ninth Prince ignored him, staring at Chen Mo's hand that had just snuffed out the sandalwood, his eyes suddenly cooled down: "Why don't you continue burning incense?"

"Pay attention to your attitude towards His Royal Highness!"

Qi Anyan was dissatisfied with the Ninth Prince's questioning of his elder brother, but Chen Mo, the person involved, didn't care much.

As a doctor, what kind of difficult patient has he never seen?

"People with insufficient Qi and blood should not smoke this kind of incense, they will feel dizzy."

While explaining, Chen Mo bent down slightly, habitually raised his hand to touch the Ninth Prince's forehead, and tested the temperature.

Amidst the confused faces of Ninth Prince and Qi Anyan, he asked softly: "You ran in a hurry just now, are you still dizzy now?"

Originally, I was still wondering if the prince was using incense to protest him. The Ninth Prince was suddenly stunned by Chen Mo's unexpected move, and forgot to dodge for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, the nostrils were already overflowing with the clean sandalwood from the Prince's body.

This embrace is so warm, and this fragrance smells so good.

I want to get closer...

and many more!

The Ninth Prince suddenly froze: ...? ! ! !

The Ninth Prince didn't understand at all. In fact, he just subconsciously wanted to get close to his elder brother who cared about him. This was an unbroken blood relationship.

But due to his lack of experience, the Ninth Prince thought that he was greedy for the Prince's body.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

What was he thinking just now? !

"leave me alone!"

The Ninth Prince, who lives like a fish in water in the palace relying on his acting skills, found it difficult to fake his angry expression for the first time.

Although it seemed alienated, the rapid heartbeat in his chest had completely exposed his true thoughts.

Qi Anyan, who could hear the Ninth Prince's heartbeat clearly, was expressionless, and quickly reached out to pull the prince's cousin, who still wanted to care about him, to his side.

"Your Highness, you'd better stay away from the concubine family, who knows what dirty thoughts they have?"

Qi Anyan squinted at the Ninth Prince.

A person who can break free from his shackles, but is touched on the forehead by a weak prince, there is definitely a fraud in this!

The Ninth Prince also sneered, and stared back without admitting defeat at all.

Chen Mo laughed.

These two people...

"My cousin is right, I'll leave it up to you to send my ninth brother back to the Imperial Hospital~"

Seeing the unbelievable expression on Qi Anyan's face, Chen Mo's eyes were smiling, hiding a bit of his dark belly for watching the show.

"Ninth brother go back and rest early, don't run around when you are injured, and rest."

Stared at by Chen Mo's eyes, the Ninth Prince instantly turned into a nodding machine: "Hmm."

wrong!

He just sneaked out from the Tai Hospital!

Fortunately, the Ninth Prince still remembered the purpose of his trip: "Your Majesty, Your Highness..."

Chen Mo smiled: "Call me Emperor Brother."

The Ninth Prince was as good as he was, and immediately changed his tune: "Brother Huang, I have something to ask you."

"Well, you ask." Chen Mo replied indifferently, and then stretched out his hand to pull the Ninth Prince who had just stood up back to the couch.

Sitting when there is an injury to the leg, why standing all the time?

"……cough!"

He was sitting on the crown prince's couch, rounding it up, it was equivalent to him becoming the crown prince, and he would not object if he came to the concubine's side.

So, the Ninth Prince sat beside Chen Mo with an awkward expression, ignoring Qi Anyan's icy aura on the other side.

"But you want to ask about the imperial concubine?" Chen Mo asked.

The Ninth Prince turned his head in surprise: "How did Brother Huang know?!"

It seems that he hasn't spoken yet, has he?

Chen Mo's eyes were deep, and he smiled silently.

Although he spends all day in the Palace of Sanssouci cultivating his sentiments, it's just because he has such a temperament, it doesn't mean he is stupid.

In fact, he saw the situation very clearly.

Now the royal concubine's party is bound to win the crown prince's position. After many years of operation, she is only one step away from abolishing the crown prince.

As for the crown prince, his father rejected him, his mother died young, his younger brothers were collectively hostile, his family was worried about the country and the people and dared not intervene, and the important court officials who could help him turned a blind eye to his plight.

Qi Anyan thinks that this situation has no solution, and only dares to think about fleeing overseas.

But Chen Mo didn't think so.

Is the chaise party difficult to deal with?

As long as people have desires, they will have weaknesses.

And with a weakness, it can be exploited naturally.

only……

Looking at the young prince in front of him who should have been loved by his parents, Chen Mo recalled the injuries he saw when he was treating the child. He frowned slightly, showing pity in his eyes.

It is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, but Concubine Fu is more cruel than a tiger.

Abandoning the youngest son, just for the crown prince.

However, among the women in the deep palace, who doesn't want to be a queen or a queen mother?

Even Fu Guifei is the same.

Isn't it all for the purpose of helping the king of Qi to take the throne, even if he can't get the queen, he can become the queen mother in the future, and the mother of the world?

Now, the Ninth Prince is lying in the Imperial Hospital, and everyone thinks it was the Prince who did it.

If the Ninth Prince suddenly had an accident at this time.

The prince will definitely take the blame.

Don't think about it, the prince who has lost his sacred heart will definitely be deposed!

But, has no one thought about what the "abandoned son" who had his legs broken for no reason and was lying in the imperial hospital would think?

Chen Mo sighed lightly.

Perhaps, it was the same as treating the prince who lost his sacred heart and would soon be abolished.

They thought about it too.

Just feel unimportant.

Although the Ninth Prince had always treated others with a cold face, Chen Mo felt that what was staying by his side was a little rabbit with its ears closed.

Weak, poor, and helpless.

Even the act of wanting to nest beside his elder brother for comfort is timid.

Chen Mo looked down at the Ninth Prince who was also a head shorter than him sitting on the couch, his eyes were as calm and gentle as water, and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze, making it irresistible: "I'm wronged, tell me about it?"

Under this line of sight, the Ninth Prince's nose was sore instantly, he felt as if he was made of crystal, completely seen through.

But oddly enough.

He was obviously full of depression and really wanted to find someone to talk to, but at this moment he couldn't help turning his face away and looking away.

Probably because he didn't want to show his ugly side in front of the emperor's brother?

After all, complaining about one's biological mother must not be liked, right?

In a trance.

The Ninth Prince seemed to hear that voice again that he would never forget in his life.

"Crack!"

"Whoa--"

The hostess swept away her long sleeves, and the precious porcelain shattered all over the floor.

The maids serving on both sides ignored the porcelain shards on the ground and knelt on the ground in panic, grabbing the ground with their heads, even though they had done nothing wrong.

"I beg the imperial concubine to calm down!"

A cabinet of porcelain was smashed, and standing in the bedroom, the beautiful imperial concubine dressed in yellow was so angry that her breasts fluctuated up and down. The anger on her dignified and beautiful face was hard to hide. She even forgot the meticulously maintained nails on weekdays. She clenched her teeth and clenched her fists. .

"That bastard surnamed Qi dares to obstruct my son's future! How dare he claim to be doing it for my own good?!!!"

To sue the crown prince for hurting the ninth prince in front of His Majesty, what an excellent opportunity to abolish the crown prince!

In the end, he was led astray by that old fellow Qi Xiang, and talked about medical reforms, but the old man still had the face to say something, it was for her own good!

Now thinking of what happened in the early court, Concubine Fu panicked with anger.

She took a deep breath.

"If it wasn't for King Qi's support to push him to the throne... I would have already taken action to clean him up!"

She, Fu Yu'er, was a humble orphan girl, but many years later she became a noble concubine, the prime minister's righteous sister, no one would really believe that she got up by giving birth to a son, right?

It really drove her into a hurry, even if it was the prime minister, she would still fight against it!

Qi, wait for her!

Fu Yuer clenched her silver teeth, her almond eyes stared round.

Seeing this, Nanny Jue, who has the closest relationship with the imperial concubine, hastily stepped forward, raised her hand to caress her back in distress and said, "Your Majesty calm down, don't get so angry, His Highness King Qi and His Highness the Ninth Prince are still here!" I need your care."

"The relative is just a scholar who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between grains and grains. He only knows how to speak out when things happen, and he has no power to restrain the chicken. If the empress is angry with him, isn't it just a lowered status?"

Being helped to sit on the couch by Madam Jue, Fu Yuer let out a long sigh of relief, pressed her plump chest with one hand, restored her smiling appearance, and raised her hand to let the maids get up.

"Okay, let's all get up. It's Jue'er who knows me, that old man Qi talks about being a prince all day long..."

Fu Guifei's brows turned cold, and she snorted.

"Although my son is only the second son of the emperor, he is the first-class prince personally conferred by His Majesty. He is handsome and handsome, with both civil and military skills, and everyone in the court praises him. Isn't he thousands of times better than the prince who is neither literary nor martial?"

"Even when I got the plague last month, even the imperial doctor was helpless, and finally recovered miraculously!"

Speaking of this, Concubine Fu was very happy.

At that time, she really wanted to give up in despair, but unexpectedly, King Qi recovered from the terminal illness, and even His Majesty thought it was God's will.

"Such a darling who is waiting for God's favor, he actually doesn't like it?!"

If Qi Xiang is willing to have the right to support King Qi, how can that motherless softie occupy the position of prince for so long? !

The crown prince should have belonged to her son King Qi!

Every time she thinks of this, Fu Yuer feels angry from the bottom of her heart.

Couldn't help taking another sip.

"It's blind!"

Nanny Jue looked at her dotingly: "Don't worry, ma'am, what's the use of being relatives to the prince? In the palace, no one can tolerate a prince who mutilates his siblings. His Majesty will announce the abolition of the prince tomorrow morning."

"When His Royal Highness King Qi becomes the crown prince, won't this harem be whatever you say it is? Even if King Qi ascends the throne in the future, you will be the most honorable empress dowager! No one can go past you!"

Hearing this, Fu Yuer's beautiful eyes showed the pride of a victor, and she looked disdainfully at the Guanju Palace where the queen once lived, but now it is empty.

My dear queen sister!

Even if you have a good family background, good looks, literary talent, and moral character.

What's the use?

Our emperor's husband is not a long-term lover. You are dead, even if you have missed him, how can he, as the king of a country, keep a dead person in his heart for so long?

What a pity, the prince you gave birth to will soon be abolished!

Speaking of the abolition of the crown prince, Concubine Fu's eyes froze immediately, she sat up straight, and looked at Aunt Jue solemnly.

"How's Jiu'er's injury?"

Mother Jue replied: "Just now the imperial doctor of the Taitai Hospital sent a message, saying that if the injury is any more serious, it may be permanently deformed."

Fu Guifei nodded slowly and clenched her fists.

After many years of planning, we cannot afford to fail!

She must ensure that the plan to abolish the prince is foolproof!

"Well, when he comes back, you can coax him to go to the Crown Prince to make a fuss again, and say that the one who broke his leg this time is the Crown Prince. If the two of you don't quarrel, you can do something secretly, if necessary... ..."

The palm of Fu Yuer's sleeve slightly tilted downward.

Make an action of "cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots".

Knowing that her master's will was unshakable, Nanny Jue withdrew her persuasion, bowed her head firmly and accepted the order: "Yes, empress!"

The shadow of the imperial concubine reflected on the square windows of the pavilion is dark and bottomless, with a boundless coldness.

"This is an extremely rare opportunity, absolutely not to be missed! Even if it takes Jiu'er's life, the prince must be dragged into the abyss and give way to King Qi!"

Loud.

No one saw it, and the short figure outside the window trembled.

Even if it takes his life...

original.

He is just an outcast.