At the doorstep...little beggar!

Wen Yao's words reminded Mo Wuyun of some blurry pictures.

He pursed his lips and pulled Chunling open, and the coldness in his eyes spread out like thick ink: "So that's it. The person I saw outside the door was the prince's concubine. If you know the information, please hide it from me.

What was the intention of taking the princess away?"

When Chunling heard this, she was suddenly panicked. Although she had planned to do something from the beginning, she didn't expect that she would come to the emperor.

The emperor held his chin and watched the show. Seeing this, he had already guessed a rough idea.

"I was deliberately hurting the prince's concubine. This woman was extremely vicious. When someone came, she dragged her down and beat her to death with sticks!"

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, the Third Prince..."

Two eunuchs immediately walked up to both sides, covered Chunling's mouth and dragged the person out of the room.

There was another silence in the hall, and Mo Wuyun's face showed an expression of anger. He bowed his hand and fisted at the emperor and said, "I didn't expect this to happen in the mansion. I will definitely take strict care of those servants after I go back!"

The emperor did not speak out, but turned his head to ask Lu Qinghan: "General Lu thinks how to deal with this matter?"

Seeing that the threat had been removed, Lu Qinghan lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you, the emperor for preserving justice for the prince's concubine!"

He stood up, finally looked at Wen Yao with concern, and left the palace with his people.

Wen Yao stared at his back for a moment, but didn't say anything. The surroundings were quiet for a moment. Mo Wujun felt relieved when he saw that there were no people everywhere.

"Father, if nothing else, my son will take it with me..."

"Don't be anxious first."

The emperor waved his hand and asked everyone around him to retreat.

The Yangxin Palace is very quiet, and even the sound of friction between the clothes can be heard clearly.

The dark night outside enveloped the entire imperial city, putting everything in the darkness.

The old emperor coughed while covering the corners of his lips, his brows gently lowered, and he looked through one of the memorials.

"The Pan Lie a few days ago was a descendant of the Pan family, but you caught him in jail?"

Mo Wuyun's whole body was stiff and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

After all, on such an occasion, why did the emperor suddenly remember this and ask him what he said?

After a while, Mo Wuyun said: "Father, I don't want to do this, but the Pan family repeatedly threatened me. How could I let me go?"

The old emperor did not show a reproachful expression, but continued: "Just a while ago, Pan Lie seemed to escape from the prison. Could you guess who released him?"

Having asked this point, Mo Wuyun immediately had an idea. He bowed his hand and lowered his voice to the emperor: "It's the Eastern King!"

The two words "Dong Wang" echo in the Yangxin Palace.

The emperor frowned slightly, obviously very unhappy with the answer.

"Okay, I understand."

Mo Wuyun raised her head, and there was a darkness in her eyes: "The father doesn't know anything, and he even said that he would definitely save Pan Lie!"

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Is this really the case?"

"What my son has heard in his own ears, how can we talk about making false statements!"

The flames in the emperor's eyes seemed to jump up. He tried not to expose his anger and slowly closed his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the King of the East would do such a thing. So, don't he know who the Pan family has offended?"

Mo Wuyun stared at the emperor's face, but found that there was a hint of helplessness and panic in his father's eyebrows.

His heart tightened, and the feeling that it seemed to be pressed by a mountain on his heart made him feel a little breathless.

It was almost done. Mo Wuyun took Wen Yao and found a side palace in the palace. Wen Yao was very worried and fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

When Mo Wuyun saw Wen Yao lying on the bed without any good image, she frowned slightly in disgust.

"Someone comes, take her to wash up, and I will go to my mother's harem to pay my respects."

After saying nothing all night, Wen Yao slept for a while and it was already dawn.

The flower viewing banquet prepared by the Empress Dowager himself was really extraordinary. The entire imperial garden was filled with various precious flowers and plants. Under the warm sun, a hundred flowers bloomed in full bloom, competing for beauty.

It was early in the morning that many ladies and daughters from the official family's wife in front of the palace gate had already arrived. Under the leadership of the palace maids, they entered the Imperial Garden, which was as beautiful as a fairyland.

The reason why there are so many people this time is actually because of a false reputation.

The Hundred Flowers Banquet is held once a year, and every time, a well-deserved talented woman will be selected.

If he could be in the eyes of the queen mother, then the woman's status would rise. Not only would she marry into the royal family, but she would even be rewarded.

This annual quota is even more important to these young ladies. Even if they can't get the leader, if they can be favored by the young nobles present, their future path will be easier.

This day was unprecedentedly grand, and there were dense figures of people throughout the Hundred Flowers Feast.

The palace maids were busy serving the wives of the officials, so busy that they didn't touch the ground.

Before the empress dowager came out, many people gathered together to talk and joke.

At this time, Wen Yao was also brought over by Mo Wuyun.

Mo Wuyun doesn't like this kind of scene with a lot of people, but the empress dowager hasn't shown up for a long time. It's hard for them to see her as the emperor, so he must not miss this time with the chance.

As soon as he walked through the front door of the Baihua Banquet, he saw countless exquisitely dressed women rushing to look at him. The faces full of powder made Mo Wuyun frown.

It is true that he likes beauty, but he also feels extremely disgusting when he sees this piece of pink head and oily surface.

"I've seen His Highness the Third Prince."

"Third Prince, Xin'er pays you a blessing!"

A group of bees, like bees that smelled honey, came directly to meet them. Wen Yao was pushed out of Mo Wuyun by someone, and looked at the scene in front of him with a confused look on his face.

These ladies in the boudoir are really bold.

But when she thought about it carefully, she remembered the current reputation of the third prince. There were six or seven adult princes in the palace, but only he had prepared five concubines before his wife came in.

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Mo Wuyun had a gloomy face and looked a little unhappy.

It would be a little happier if there were so many beauties surrounding him on weekdays, but it is not the case now.

After all, not far ahead of him, a snow-like figure clearly came into his eyes.

Wen Yu was wearing a white dress, layered skirts drifted in the wind, and her face was plain, but she could stand out among so many beauties.

It's even hard to pay attention to her.

At this time, there were also some young men in the imperial garden, and those people were invited. After all, the emperor would also be present today, so there was no distinction between men and women.

Wen Yao was forced to be squeezed away from Mo Wuyun, and she was not in a hurry to find him and wandered around the imperial garden aimlessly.

But before she could walk far away, a graceful figure had already stopped in front of her. Concubine Nan curled her lips and smiled at her very friendly.

"When the princess comes here today, can he also want to compete with these yellow-haired girls?"

Wen Yao had a veil on his face, and he stared at Concubine Nan's face with his eyes open and said nothing.

Concubine Nan had no intention of impatientness. She had already walked up to her and put her finger on her veil.

"I have a very clear understanding of the third prince. I really want to see what the face under this veil looks like, which will make Mo Wuyun's fan fascinated."

As soon as his fingertips moved, the veil was about to fall, but Concubine Nan paused for a moment.

After a moment of quietness, Concubine Nan raised her head and looked behind Wen Yao.

The smile on her face froze and gently stroked Wen Yao's hair: "I saw that the princess accidentally fell on her head, so I came to help her sort it out. The princess probably won't mind it."

"

Wen Yao opened his eyes wide, stared at Concubine Nan's face for a moment, and suddenly squatted on the ground with his head covering.

"It hurts, the head hurts very much."

Concubine Nan's face was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect Wen Yao to attack at this time. Her eyes flashed and her expression became pale.

The person behind Wen Yao had already walked over, and Mo Dongliu and two of his subordinates stopped beside Wen Yao.

He narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Empress Nan has such a great courage to bully the prince's concubine in public."

Concubine Nan took a few steps back with the help of others, staring at Wen Yao's face.

Wen Yao deliberately made a face to show her where no one was. Anyway, her secret had been discovered by her, so there was no need for her to hide it.

"you..."

Now, Concubine Nan completely understood. Although she had already confirmed that she had never seen her with her own eyes. Even though she was prepared, she still made Wen Yao's proud face angry.

"No wonder the queen wanted to kill her. She couldn't control things that she could not be left to others even if they were destroyed."

After saying this, Concubine Nan couldn't help but smile. She looked at Wen Yao, then looked at Mo Dongliu, and turned around and left with the people.

But even if Concubine Nan left, it doesn’t mean that Wen Yao is in this palace without any danger.

Mo Dongliu turned his steps, and the darkness in his eyes became a little darker. He reached out and grabbed Wen Yao's collar and lifted her up from the ground.

"The person is leaving, stop pretending."

Hearing the cold male voice, Wen Yao wiped the corner of his mouth, turned his head and smiled at Mo Dongliu.

Although he didn't say anything, the words were gone.

Mo Dongliu reminded her: "What do you plan to do if you expose yourself?"

Wen Yao lowered his voice and explained: "If you treat yourself as bait, the person who wants to harm me will naturally take the bait, don't worry or hurry!"

Mo Dongliu nodded, he let go of the hand holding Wen Yao and pointed to the pavilion not far away: "Do you have no idea when you see that scene?"

Wen Yao followed Mo Dongliu's advice and raised his head, and saw that Wen Yu had already walked with Mo Wuyun at some point.
Chapter completed!