Song Zheji looked up and saw Mo Yihuan, startled: "Mr. Mo?"

Mo Yihuan trotted forward and asked, "Your Majesty didn't make things difficult for you, did you?"

"No, Your Majesty is just discussing the situation between Ji and Song with me." Song Zheji said, "It's you, Mr. Mo, why are you here?"

"Don't worry about you, come and have a look!" Mo Yi smiled happily.

Song Zheji heard the words, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and a soft smile appeared between his brows and eyes: "Mr. Mo has a heart."

"Why are you being polite!" Mo Yihuan said, "Let's go, drink..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zheji suddenly grabbed his sleeve and dragged him behind the wall. "Why..." Mo Yihuan was about to ask a question, but Song Zheji reached out and pressed his lips lightly: "Mr. Mo, keep silent!"

Mo Yihuan followed Song Zheji's gaze, and saw a person coming in from the door, walking towards them.It was he who saw the old minister next to Ji Yue yesterday.

He quickly asked 520: "Who is this, it looks like a person with a name?"

520 said: "Du Lan's father, Prime Minister Du."

"Oh," Mo Yihuan said, "No wonder they look a bit alike."

Seeing Prime Minister Du push open the palace door and walk straight into the palace, Song Zheji frowned, with a thoughtful expression on his face.Mo Yihuan asked strangely: "Young Master Song, what's wrong?"

Song Zheji looked a little embarrassed, and stammered: "Recently, the situation between the two countries is tense. In all likelihood, Prime Minister Du will discuss with His Majesty the strategy for the Song Kingdom. I...I want to be here..."

Mo Yihuan suddenly realized: "You want to listen to the corner!"

Song Zheji's Qingjun's face showed embarrassment, and he blushed slightly: "I know this is not done by a gentleman, but, but I..."

"What's the matter!" Mo Yihuan said: "Come and listen, I'll listen with you!"

Song Zheji: "..." Drooping eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Mo."

The sound insulation effect of ancient houses is really not good. There is a window outside, and the voice of conversation inside can be heard clearly.He couldn't understand any strategic and national policies that Ji Yue and Chengxiang Du were talking about. After listening for a while, he got a little sleepy and yawned boredly.

"Your Majesty, I have one more thing to do." Prime Minister Du hesitated to speak.

Ji Yue said: "Say."

Prime Minister Du said: "I heard that His Majesty has brought Mo Yihuan, the prince of Mo, into the harem, and he favors him every night. There are many criticisms from the whole court..."

Hearing her own name, Mo Yihuan immediately regained her spirits.

Ji Yue said slowly: "Mo Yihuan?"

Prime Minister Du said word by word: "Exactly." It was only two words, but they were resounding, with a hint of aggressiveness.

There was a moment of silence.For some reason, Mo Yihuan became nervous, his heart was pounding, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and moved closer to the window.

Only Ji Yue smirked, and said slowly: "He, I just treat him as a plaything."

Mo Yihuan's heart stopped beating for an instant.

Ji Yue continued: "His appearance has been ruined now, and he looks like a ghost or a ghost. It makes me sick to see him. I keep him just to avenge his humiliation to me in the past. When I get tired of playing, Naturally..."

As soon as Ji Yue stopped talking, Prime Minister Du persisted and asked: "So what?"

There was another moment of silence, only to hear Ji Yue say: "Prime Minister Du has worried enough, why, Prime Minister has insight?"

"Don't dare to speak rashly." Prime Minister Du said: "But Mo Yihuan is a remnant of the Mo Kingdom, and he must have a different heart. I think... the best way to cut grass is to get rid of the roots."

Ji Yue smiled inexplicably, with a hint of ridicule in his words: "Since the Prime Minister has said so, I will consider it."

Du Chengxiang said: "In this way, I can rest assured."

Obviously he had heard the words once, but when he said them again from Ji Yue's mouth, each word fell into his ears, Mo Yihuan actually felt a coldness in his heart, spreading to all his limbs, even his hands and feet became cold.

The door opened, and Prime Minister Du walked out.Mo Yihuan stared blankly at his back, his mind went blank, until Song Zheji's voice faintly rang in his ears: "Mr. Mo, you..."

Only then did Mo Yihuan come to his senses.For a moment, he actually only felt a little panicked, and subconsciously wanted to escape here quickly.He tried his best to bend the corner of his mouth to force a smile, but he didn't know how ugly his smile was: "Mr. Song, since we've finished listening, let's go?"

Song Zheji nodded: "Okay."

Mo Yihuan turned around, but Ji Yue's voice sounded behind him again: "By the way, Fu Xihan, I asked you to send someone to inquire about Mo Huaishang's whereabouts, do you have clues?"

Fu Xihan said: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, my subordinates are ineffective, and I haven't found out yet..."

"Then keep looking for me!" Ji Yue interrupted him impatiently: "I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die!"

Fu Xihan said: "Follow the order."

Mo Yihuan listened, and suddenly felt like laughing.Sure enough, Ji Yue still couldn't forget his sister... As expected of the infatuated man who was willing to surrender all the country to Song Zheji for the sake of Mo Huaishang in the end.

And to him, from the beginning to the end, he might not even be considered a substitute for Mo Huaishang.In the end, those ambiguous and intimate actions in his own eyes are just Ji Yue's means to humiliate him.

Mo Yihuan thought, he should be relieved, what a wonderful thing this is!

Ji Yue is infatuated with Mo Huaishang, it just happens to be convenient for him to do the task!He can go back when he has brought this pair of golden boy and jade girl together.

Thinking like this, but for some reason, Mo Yihuan's chest felt tight, her heart seemed to be clenched by a big hand, and even her breathing was a little difficult.

He turned his head and met Shang Song Zheji's gaze.Song Zheji stared straight at him, eyes full of pity.

Such naked pity made him feel even worse.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Mo Yihuan patted Song Zheji's shoulder pretending to be relaxed: "Let's go, accompany me to drink!"

Speechless all the way, back to Song Zheji's courtyard, Mo Yihuan forced a smile and said, "I brought you two more jugs of wine today, isn't that interesting?"

Song Zheji didn't answer, Gu Zi filled a glass of wine for Mo Yihuan.Mo Yihuan took it, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.He didn't know how to drink, and the strong alcohol entered his throat. He bent over and coughed violently, choking out tears, and there was a burning pain from his throat to his stomach.

Song Zheji's pretty brows frowned slightly: "Mr. Mo, you don't know how to drink?"

"I will! Who said I can't?" Mo Yihuan threw the empty cup on the table, reached for the wine jar and poured himself wine: "I can still drink!"

Song Zheji pressed Mo Yihuan's hand with one hand: "Mr. Mo doesn't look very happy."

"Can you be happy?" Mo Yihuan stared and said, "Didn't you hear what His Majesty said just now, he will kill me if he gets tired of playing, I'm afraid of death!"

Song Zheji stared at him with light-colored eyes, as if he could see through his thoughts, and said softly, "Really?"

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