On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

"It's all for living, why should you be so decisive." Mo Eryu couldn't bear it.

Weiss raised his head, and mentioned Xixian with some intentions: "Second prince, don't be kind to a woman, think about washing the eldest son."

Weiss thought that he had grasped Mo Er's lifeline, and indeed the city was restless. For Xixian who was in front of the battle, there would be endless troubles.

But his relationship with Xixian doesn't seem to get there yet.

However, when Xixian was involved, Mo Er still hesitated for a while, and did not answer immediately. Mo Er's hesitation seemed to fall right into Weiss' words.Weiss became colder and colder.

"I think..." Mo Er was discussing the matter, but before he expressed his opinion, Mo Yi refuted it as soon as he opened his mouth.

A fluttering "Do as Wes wants!"

Although Weiss' method is a solution to the symptoms but not the root cause, Mo Yi doesn't want to delve into it right now.He wants a method that can quickly stabilize the whole city. As for the possible problems with that method, he doesn't want to take care of it, and he doesn't want to take care of it.

Once Mo had spoken, it would be meaningless for Mo Er to pester him.

Half an hour later, a king list was posted on the streets and alleys of Panyu City.

Starting today, those who make false remarks about the situation in Panyu and spread rumors will be fined fifty sticks, and those who do not report what they have learned will be punished jointly.

Mo Er only saw it after posting it on Wang Bang.

Facing the document, he sighed helplessly. Sometimes, things are always out of his control.

The victory of manpower over the sky is still determined by fate, and Mo Er still prefers manpower to conquer the sky. He has always been lucky and firmly believes that his own destiny can always be mastered.

Xu Shi Moer stood for too long, and from time to time, a few thin men walked around beside him, looking at him non-stop.

Mo Er realized that these people were probably sent by Mo Yi to monitor the whole city and listen for news.

Mo Er dodged and wanted to leave, but the other party followed behind Mo Er like a falcon catching a rabbit and keeping his mouth shut.

Mo Er is always familiar with Panyu City, the streets in the city are criss-crossed, especially in Nancheng, where all the people live in small towns and small households, and there are some alleys, Mo Er detours around, trying to get rid of each other.

However, he moved four alleys, and the other party still followed him like a shadow, falling behind him not far or near, which further confirmed Mo Erfeng's conjecture that there was no one in Panyu who didn't know him, and now the other party was pressing every step of the way. Don't make any promises, use him to make an example to others.

Thinking of this, Mo Er's face became gloomy at the moment, and his steps gradually accelerated, walking in the direction of Dongcheng.

He decided to ask Mo Yi for clarification.

However, after walking a few steps with his head covered, he bumped into a person, a very thin person.

The person who was hit said: "Second prince, where are you going in such a hurry, you don't even take the road."

It was originally a simple conversation without emotion, but Mo Er always felt that the other party was in a good mood, as if he had caught a poisonous snake of a silly rabbit that had been caught in the trick, and stretched out the snake letter to play with its prey.

Facing Weiss' eyes, Mo Er's goosebumps rose layer after layer. He resisted the urge to look away from reality, and pretended to be stupid: "Mr. Come out for a walk?"

Weiss obviously didn't want to eat this set, and coughed in a low voice.

Not far away, the two figures following Mo Er immediately left. Seeing this, Mo Er looked at Wes calmly.

Weiss also saw what Mo Er meant, and explained: "It's also right that the people I brought don't know the second prince."

What was not clearly stated in the words was just to complain that Mo Er's whereabouts were strange and he was misunderstood.

And Mo Er is not easy to fool, just staring at Weiss, there is a strange vortex in his eyes, Mo Er feels that his consciousness is almost sucked in, his palm is hard, his nails pierce the palm, relying on a trace of pain, Mo Er Er managed to concentrate, and turned away quickly.

Weiss chuckled lightly, his laughter was extremely deep, it seemed that it came directly from the abdominal cavity without passing through the throat, and it was a bit gloomy in the quiet alley.

"The second prince is very persevering." Mo Er had heard that Dianyue had a special method of conjuring souls. It was said to be magical. what.

Presumably Weiss used it, but seeing is believing. In Mo Er's opinion, it is just a simple hypnosis method.

However, this kind of insanity can only be performed by the saintesses of Dianyue, and Weiss' identity made Mo Er a little curious.

Even looking at Weiss, he added a little bit of inquiry: "It's so-so, but Mr. Wei spit out the fat that he ate in his mouth. He must be in a bad mood."

Mo Er directly stated that he did not believe Weiss' explanation.

He didn't know how much Mo Yi was involved in this, but he couldn't hide the intentions of this man in front of Mo Er. Although Mo Er couldn't figure out why he gave up using him as an example later, it didn't prevent Mo Er from being suspicious. He has ulterior motives.

Weiss was amazed: "No wonder everyone said that the second prince is the most important person in Panyu City. It really is Linglong's mind."

Now that it's been seen, it's meaningless to hold it.Weiss also admitted it, but there was nothing wrong with Mo Yi, or in other words, Mo Yi didn't know anything about what he did, but Mo Er didn't ask, and he didn't want to explain.

After all, it's meaningless after the explanation is clear.

"Second Prince, where are you planning to go?" Seeing that Mo Er wanted to leave, Weiss saw the needle and said something.

"go home."

"How about..." Weiss said, probably meaning to save it and go to Mo Er's house.

But Mo Er didn't mean that. To be precise, he didn't want to have anything to do with Weiss, so he said flatly: "It's better for us to say goodbye."

Mo Er refused quickly, without showing any sympathy. As an ordinary person, he would talk about the topic bitterly, but Weiss couldn't look at him like an ordinary person. He pondered: "I want to sit at the second prince's house."

"I'm not happy to entertain you."

Mo Er always felt that Weiss had an inexplicable smell of death, and it would never be good to get involved with him, so he subconsciously resisted getting close to him.

Weiss is not an easy person to dismiss, he clenched his mouth tightly and said, "Could it be that the second prince has someone who can go, and someone who can't."

The one who can get it is Xixian, but the one who can't is himself.

Mo Er secretly frowned, slightly annoyed that Xi Xian was involved in everything he did.

"Since Mr. Wei is determined to go to my place, let's go together." Mo Er let go first, anyway, let him stay for a while and waste a cup of tea, but he is serious about it.

Mo Er lives in Xicheng, and there is still some distance to go.

He and Wes didn't go far, when there was a rush of hoofbeats from behind, and Mo Er vaguely felt that they were looking for him.

Sure enough, the opponent reined in the horse, perhaps because the strength in his hands was too strong, the horse spun, and almost missed the person sitting on the horse.

The man hastily dismounted, took a stride, and knelt at Mo Er's feet.

When Mo Er met the person, he basically had a recognition in his heart.

"Quickly enter the palace!" It was too late to use the honorifics.

Since King Ouyue handed over the state affairs to Mo Yi, he has not called people into the palace. It is rare for such a thing to be done in a hurry now.

Even though Mo Er had a premonition that Hezhou and Wutong City were broken, and King Ouyue was hit hard, his bones became thinner day by day, but he didn't expect today to come so quickly.

King Ouyue was neither a good father nor a good monarch, but Mo Er always had a special feeling for this man. He had respected him and feared him, but it was not as good as it is today. At a loss, for a while, I stood there, not knowing where to go.

Weiss more or less guessed it.

But now was not the time, it was not his turn to mourn, and he pulled Mo Er, who staggered from being pulled, and regained his senses, he stepped on the guard's horse and galloped wildly.

Mo Er can ride a horse, but he is not proficient, at most he will not fall off his horse.

He was galloping all the way, and was almost thrown off his horse many times. He tightened the reins tightly, and managed to get out of the palace wall.

When he got to Chongwenmen, the horse Mo Er sat on was out of control, and thanks to the fact that there was no one there when he came, he didn't bump into anyone.The guard put the reins around the horse's neck, and three people pulled the horse out of control.

When Mo Er was helped off the horse, his feet were soft, and he didn't even have the strength to walk. Every step was like walking on limp cotton, with nowhere to put his strength.However, the urging was urgent, the chief guard thought of a way, found a soft sedan chair that the princess used to travel in earlier years, and asked two guards to carry Mo Er to the Chongde Palace.

Before reaching the gate of the palace, he saw Chang Gui, the old eunuch who had been serving King Ouyue, standing there, looking at something.

Seeing Mo Er, he repelled the guards and supported Mo Er himself.

Mo Er slowed down a bit, not as weak as before, but he still stretched Chang Gui.

"Second prince, you should know what you should do and why you shouldn't do it." Chang Gui has served King Ouyue for half his life, and behind every sentence he said was the authorization of King Ouyue.

King Ouyue was still worried that he would take Mo Yi's position.

"Has the eldest prince come?" Mo Er kept his expression on, as the king was irrelevant to him.The commander-in-chief of Jiuyue is a good position in name, but only the person who sits knows how difficult this position is.

Mo Yi was doomed since he was born.

"It's here!"

After speaking, he stepped into the Chongde Hall.

Before entering the door, the smell of rotting medicine mixed with the turbid stench came to the face. This is an indescribable question, in short, it is the unique smell of death.

Through the curtain, Mo Er bowed sincerely in a rare way: "King."

When the heavy door of Chongde Hall was closed, the wind blew up, and the thin gauze curtain was blown away, and Mo Er only saw a pair of feet.

"Get up! Second child." King Ouyue was so angry that Chang Gui conveyed these words.

After entering the Chongde Hall, Chang Gui walked back to King Ouyue, just like every day, standing beside him, neither happy nor angry, even with a thin sense of existence.

"Second brother, your old father is dead, and with him is Ouyue, who he has worked hard for all his life." Xu Shi felt that in his old age, the king of Ouyue played the emotional card in a rare way, and he wanted to seize everything. The power that can be used and entrusted will ensure that Mo Yi can ascend the throne smoothly.