On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

Han Xiang, who had been turning his back to Mo Er, got up and stood facing him. If it wasn't for the same face, Mo Er would hardly have recognized him. His expression was tired, and he seemed to have aged nearly 20 years.

Han Xiang sneered: "Just speak up if you have something to say, I don't have the energy to study what you mean."

Mo Er was noncommittal, his eyes were staring at Prime Minister Han.

One was naked and the other was exhausted.

When the two met, Mo Er was quite sad: "Although I don't have a deep relationship with Han Lin, I can always hear his admiration for you from his words."

Mo Er made a preemptive strike, hoping to arouse Han Xiang's resentment by playing the emotional card.

Han Xiang had already changed out of the dark purple robe he wore during the day. He was wearing a black robe with white lace on the cuffs and collar. Almost crying.

Mo Er thought he would cry, but he didn't.

He just stared blankly at the door, and said softly, "It rained on the day he left."

Han Xiang's voice was very low, and with the sound of the rain outside, if you didn't listen carefully, you could hardly hear what he was saying.

"Go back!" Han Xiang turned his head, looked at the coffin, and clenched his hands into fists.

He clenched it so tightly that there was no blood on his hands.

Mo Er didn't leave, but he didn't speak either. He sat on the ground, facing Prime Minister Han.

And Han Xiang faced Han Lin's coffin.

In the second half of the night, it became even colder. When Mo Er came, he was drenched in the rain and was blown by the cold wind, making all the muscles in his body tremble.

"I know that Lin'er's death has something to do with Yuran." It was almost dawn, and Mo Er was already dizzy after being blown by the cold wind all night, but Han Xiang woke up instantly when he opened his mouth.

Yuran is the concubine's boudoir name, Mo Er reacted for a while before realizing it was the concubine.

"But what can I do!" Han Xiang laughed suddenly, and the louder he laughed, he startled the sparrows outside.

Then he repeated it three times in a row: "What can I do!"

Tears were evident the last time.

"Han Xiang." Mo Er just opened his mouth and was stopped by Han Xiang.

"I'm useless. Back then I couldn't keep you, and now I can't keep Lin'er." Han Xiang got up and supported the coffin, rubbing it over and over again, as if what he was touching was still a fresh life.

There are many rumors about Han Lin's mother, but Mo Er has no intention of exploring.

But Han Xiang seemed to have forgotten the existence of Mo Er, and continued: "I am also at fault for Lin'er becoming what he is today, but he is your son after all!"

Mo Er was stunned on the spot, looking at Xiang Han in surprise.

Han Lin is the son of the princess, how is this possible.

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children, Yuran. In the end, it's my brother who is at fault. It's my brother who forced you into what you are today." Han Xiang must have fallen into madness. The shadow of the princess appeared in front of him, still a young girl. She was wearing the green long dress embroidered with lotus flowers, and she was standing there pretty, right next to Han Lin's coffin.

Han Xiang's words were confusing and inconsistent, but Mo Er still got crucial information from it.

Han Lin is indeed the son of the princess.

But his father was unexpected, it turned out to be Lin Hai, the head of the Lin family.

The princess herself had a marriage contract with Lin Patriarch as a childhood sweetheart, but King Ouyue promised to make a lot of money, and Prime Minister Han was greedy for vanity, and obstructed it, forcibly tearing down this marriage, so King Ouyue was able to marry the princess.

However, the princess was pregnant before she got married.

After Han Lin was born, the princess handed him over to Prime Minister Han to raise him.

In order to make up for the concubine, Han Xiang treated Han Lin very affectionately, even fearing that he would be wronged, so he never had any children.

"Yuran, Yuran! It's my brother who forced you here." Han Xiang broke down in tears.

It was almost dawn, and voices could be heard vaguely.

It seems that someone came to Han Mansion to bid farewell to Han Lin.

"Han Xiang, someone is here!" After all, the matter between the princess and Han Lin is a secret, the less people know the better, Han Xiang was awakened by Mo Er, and immediately stopped talking.

The person who came was none other than Zhang Ye, the head of the Penalty Department.

When Zhang Ye came in, Prime Minister Han's face was still stained with tears, while Mo Er stood aside with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Ye was still taken aback by the fact that Mo Er was here.Although he knew last night that Mo Er met Xixian and had an unusual relationship with Xi's family, but seeing it with his own eyes today, he couldn't help but take a second look.

Mo Er didn't seem to see it, and his expression remained the same.

On the contrary, Zhang Ye was a little bit embarrassed to get off the stage, he said, "Good morning, Prime Minister Han, Second Prince."

Han Xiang took a deep breath and suppressed his sobs: "Zhang Ye! What is your plan about Lin'er?"

Zhang Ye also came here for this matter, he could not afford to offend his family, so he wanted to listen to Prime Minister Han's opinion.

"What is Prime Minister Han's plan?" Zhang Ye pretended to be confused.

Han Xiang looked into the distance, not knowing where his gaze fell, it was vague and empty: "Let's investigate carefully! Lin'er is dead, so give him justice!"

At this point, he looked at Mo Er: "What does the second prince think?"

Mo Er pondered: "What Prime Minister Han said is true."

Everyone knows who is related to Han Lin's death. It is unbelievable for Prime Minister Han's decision.Especially Mo Er, the moment he knew about Han Lin's life experience, he had plans for Han Xianghui to protect the princess.

However, it is more empathetic and sad.

Obviously, Han Xiang also went through some struggles.

On such a cold morning, his head was covered with cold sweat.

"In that case, please go back, both of you! Let me, an old father, accompany Lin'er for the last time."

As soon as Prime Minister Han finished speaking, Zhang Ye agreed.

Mo Er then glanced at Han Xiang and followed him.

After leaving the Han Mansion, Zhang Ye kept Mo Er, and said pleasantly, "Second Prince really took so much effort."

Mo Er glanced at Zhang Ye. He had never looked at this person seriously before. Only then did he realize that the other person's eyes were firm and resolute. He didn't look like someone who was shy and timid. He was not tall, and he was obviously even taller than Prime Minister Han. He is more than ten years younger, but his temples are already a little gray.

The lines on his face are deep, especially when he frowns.

Mo Er smiled and said, "What does Ambassador Zhang mean?"

Zhang Ye had never been involved in factional struggles in the royal family. The Xixian case was the same as every case he took over. He was determined to find out the truth.

However, since Xixian was imprisoned, people have assassinated him from time to time, making it impossible for Zhang Ye to guard against him.

In addition, Prime Minister Han was involved in the case.

He came here to ask specifically, on the one hand to ensure what Han Xiang meant, and on the other hand to think about how to deal with this matter.

If Han Xiang is determined to wash his face and let the killer kill before he finds out the truth, he will definitely fight Han Xiang.

However, Han Xiang gave a completely different answer, so this matter involved factional struggles in the royal family.

Although Zhang Ye was upright, he was not stupid either.

Factional battles in the royal family are the most untouchable. At this moment, he is more hesitant than usual.He is no longer a young man in his twenties, he has a family and a family, and he is much less courageous.

Before he could open his mouth, the butler of the Han Mansion trotted over and grabbed Zhang Ye: "Master Zhang, my master is looking for you."

Since Mo Er had nothing to do, it was inconvenient for Mo Er to follow, so he went back first.

It was noon when I got home.

Xiao Jin was waiting at the door, pacing non-stop, very anxious.

Seeing Mo Er from a distance, he walked quickly a few steps, came to Mo Er, and said in a low voice: "Second Prince, Miss Xi is here."

Mo Er was very surprised. If there was someone he didn't want to see the most right now, that person must be Linglong.

The road from the door to the main hall is not too far, no matter how slow you walk, you will arrive soon.

After entering the door, Linglong was the first thing she saw.

"Why is Linglong here?" Mo Er asked knowingly.

This year, Mo Er also saw Xi Linglong for the first time. She should have just come back from outside the city, and she didn't have time to change her clothes. Jingle.

"Second prince, do you dare to ask my brother about the details?" Xi Linglong opened her mouth, and the silver bell on her wrist jingled, but her voice was a bit clearer than the silver bell, echoing crisply in Mo Er's ear.

Mo Er hesitated again and again, and finally told Linglong everything.

After hearing what Mo Er said, Xi Linglong remained silent.

"Why?" Xi Linglong couldn't understand why the princess wanted to frame Xixian in every possible way.

As Xixian's younger sister, Linglong still understands Xixian's character.

Although her elder brother was stubborn and provoked many people, his actions were always well-founded and there was no such thing as offending the princess.

Mo Eryin didn't say anything about Mo Yi wanting to get married with him.

At this time, Mo Er also fell into a dilemma.

He admired Linglong, such a proud and beautiful woman, she should be a deer in the mountains and an eagle hovering in the vast blue sky, how could she be restrained by the mundane affairs of men and women in the court.

However, if he doesn't say it, he himself is in danger.

"What's the matter, so hesitant?" Linglong, as his name suggests, is exquisitely thoughtful, and he sees Mo Er's dilemma.

Mo Erding stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes and heart were full of the first time he saw her, she was sitting high on the horse, in front of the [-] Xijia army, she raised her arms and shouted, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

"I went out with my father when I was 13 years old. I have experienced a lot of things in the past five years. Second Prince, if you have something to say, just say it!"

There was a faint smile on Linglong's face, which seemed to see through everything, and Mo Er's thoughts had nowhere to hide.

Mo Er smiled mockingly, at this moment, Linglong felt that Mo Er was the closest.

"Mo Er, tell me, I'm mentally prepared."

Linglong is rarely called by Mo Er's name. Although she and Mo Er grew up together, they are not very close. They have met a few times, and it is just a nod of friendship between the two sides.

At this moment, she called Mo Er's name, which made Mo Er a little uncomfortable.

Mo Er hesitated for a long time before slowly saying: "Linglong, you should know about Xijia's situation."

"Great meritorious deeds?" Xi Linglong seldom disdain, she didn't believe in this before, she thought that a courtier should solve the king's worries and problems, but after a long time, she no longer thinks that way.

Mo Er let out a long sigh, he felt sorry for the woman in front of him.

The most sober woman in Xijia, she is so sober that it makes people feel distressed.