Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

[In the end, Gongyeqi picked out seven princes from the clan, all of them were adopted under his name, and let them fight against each other, until the last one survived and finally became the crown prince]

After Mo Jingchun heard this, he couldn't stop the chill from his bone marrow.

This move was too violent and cruel.

The tyrant sitting on the throne, like a game, played with human life and applauded.

Even the crown prince is no different.

Mo Jingchun rubbed the center of his brows, knowing clearly that if the First Prince was in the palace, nothing would happen.After all, the entire harem has been screened so that there are no loopholes. If something can happen like this, even if Mo Jingchun's eyes are opened, it is absolutely impossible to find out.

But if not in the palace...

He frowned slightly, how did the eldest prince leave the palace?

There is no rush on this matter, as long as the Eldest Prince does not plan to leave the palace, then there is nothing to worry about for the time being.

Mo Jingchun wrote down the matter, and asked Jingguai to tell the countdown to his last punishment.

[9/10]

During this period, Gongye Qi used it a few more times, but Mo Jingchun saw through it twice, and in the end only one remained.

But recently, because of the intense relationship between the two, His Majesty seems to have forgotten this ability, and instead it has been left vacant.

And Mo Jingchun couldn't feel the trace of Gongyeqi's use, so he could only watch the last countdown and get a headache.At this time, he actually hoped that Gongye Qi could be used up, maybe he would guess the last time.

Today when Mo Jingchun was on duty, it was Mohen who was driving, and he saw his eyes were red and swollen, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Mo Jingchun looked at him really funny, and said helplessly, "What's going on with you? You got sand in your eyes?"

Mohen said in a low voice: "Yes, yes, yes."

Wei Yi laughed loudly from behind the carriage and said, "No, he is..."

Before Wei Yi finished speaking, Mohen cried out loudly.

"I don't even want to marry a wife?!"

Both Mo Jingchun and Wei Yi choked at the same time, Wei Yi rolled over from behind and sat on the side of the car to protect him, "Are you going to marry a wife?"

Mo Jingchun remembered that there was indeed a child bride in Mohen's family. It seemed that she was a little girl who got lost in an accident a few years ago. After being raised by their family with kindness, they developed feelings over time.

This matter has been reported in front of Xu Sumei, and they will get married when they reach the age.

Mo Jingchun: "If you want to get married, you have to pick an auspicious day, and then I will give you a backup gift."

Wei Yi also said: "That's right, not only the gentleman, but also everyone in the courtyard will give you gifts. Why didn't you say it earlier, and you can talk to them in the room just now."

Mohen originally didn't want to say it so quickly, but Wei Yi's big mouth was so anxious that he had to say it at this time, but when the two of them said this, his face turned red.

If it weren't for the cold wind outside, the ink marks would explode.

His ears were red, and he said shyly: "It's not yet time, it should be at the end of the year, and by the way, it will be Chinese New Year."

Mo Jingchun said with a smile: "That's impossible. You are the first to get married in my yard, so it should be more lively. A wedding is a wedding, and Chinese New Year is Chinese New Year. You have to make a face for your wife."

He thought for a while, "I remember there is a small courtyard in Changshanfang, which is not used normally. Clean it up and let her get married from there. From now on, you will live in that place after marriage."

Mohen was stunned, and the movement of grabbing the rein was almost crooked, "Lang Jun, this is absolutely..."

"What I gave away, is it possible that I will get it back?" Mo Jingchun said in a calm manner, "The land deed will be given when we get married, and this matter is settled."

Wei Yi smiled and tried to persuade him.

He is clear that when he and Mo Hen were in trouble before, he and Mo Hen fought to save each other. Lang Jun is a man of few words but he sees them all, and he will never treat them badly.

A person like him who has cleaned himself up may not have a good way of life in the palace. For example, Xia Ze invited him to guard the imperial tomb at the beginning, and Wei Yi went out of the palace to follow Mo Jingchun. Occasionally, there are dangers, but this life is much more comfortable than in the palace, and on the contrary, I live like a human being.

When they got back home, Mo Hen and Wei Yi watched Mo Jingchun leave in the private room, Mo Hen glared at Wei Yi bitterly, "What are you doing? Did you just want to tell me why I was crying?" Sir?"

This big mouth!

Wei Yi laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward, lying on the shaft of the car and laughing wildly.

It really doesn't depend on him.

For Mo Jingchun and Gong Yeqi, Changle Palace was happy about their like-mindedness, but Mo Hen was not happy, he "cried" hard today.

During the day, Wei Yi listened to his dry howling, and couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you doing, this is a good thing."

Seeing that it was going to be winter, Wei Yi was wearing a thick padded jacket. In comparison, Mo Hen was wearing a thin coat, but the way he was blowing his nose was so funny, several servants in the room couldn't help laughing, Mo Hen heard Mo Hen Even more angry.

The tension of Sancha smiled and said: "It's not what we want to do, Mo Guan. It's really funny that you are crying like this." Stamping his feet with his lower abdomen.

Whoever makes Mohen cry so specially, just howl.

It is difficult for people to sympathize with thunder without rain.

Mohen wiped his nose from the cold, and muttered, "They're all a bunch of heartless people, I'll deduct all your monthly salaries next month!"

Wei Yi also squatted down, stood next to Mohen, and said helplessly: "Why do you say that you are worrying about those things? Masters' thoughts, as long as the masters know it themselves, as for you?"

Mohen sighed, and put the handkerchief back into his pocket, "You don't understand, if the two of you haven't hit it off, the outer room is always the outer room.

"But if you fall in love with each other, then it's not the outer room, it's the madam, madam, do you understand?"

His tears would really flow down.

Mo Hen doesn't want such a tough and terrifying wife, wow!