The wicked have their own wicked grinding

133 I won't win

Lin Yarong was next to Mojilu, and she heard what Dahuer said clearly.

Iparke? Ah, isn't that the second prince of Wei Mo?

It is rumored that Ipark has been hiding in the deep palace since he was injured and disabled in his early years. He didn't expect to see her again today. For a moment, many thoughts came to Lin Yarong's mind.

Mojiru frowned and didn't say anything. Obviously, he didn't expect Ipak to see him at this time.

It's so abnormal that Mojiru feels like this. According to his knowledge of Ipark, the man has not stepped out of the palace for more than ten years. Would it be a plan to come to see him at such a ** time?

Mojiru had countless thoughts in his mind in an instant.

I haven't seen him speak for a long time, and Dahur said quickly, "Mojiru, do you have any ideas?"

Mojiru took a look at Dahur and said nothing.

"Madam, I'll take you back to rest."

Mojiru couldn't see any waves on his face. He turned around and smiled gently at Lin Yarong.

Lin Yarong also felt something was wrong. She looked at Mojiru and then at Dahur. Lin Yarong was sure that the two brothers were hiding something from her.

It's not a big deal for the three princes of Wei Moguo to get together, but Changdu has been surging recently. No wonder Lin Yarong will think too much.

Drey, who had been ignored, called the eldest prince with a black face

Mojiru looked back at Deli's. He was obviously unhappy. There was a cold look on his face. He ordered with no emotion, "Axihan, send Miss Deli's back." After saying that, he ignored anyone and walked to her yard with Lin Yarong.

Lin Yarong honestly followed Mojilu, but she couldn't help thinking that it was too passive to wait for Lang Yunling to save her, and Lang Yunling was just a person with limited strength. Wouldn't it be better if she could save herself?

Will the arrival of Iparke, the second prince of Wei Moguo, bring her such an opportunity?

It seemed that Lin Yarong's quietness made Mojiru feel a little unaccustomed to it. He looked sideways and asked, "What's the lady thinking?"

Lin Yarong looked up and shook her head.

Dahu has been following them all the time. From afar, the man is tall and strong, and the woman is petite and lovely. But somehow, Dahu felt very uncomfortable when he saw Mojilu and Lin Yarong talking softly.

Dahur quickly walked up, squeezed between the two, and then asked, "Mojiru, aren't you going to meet Ipark?"

Mojilu looked at Dahuer coldly: "Why should I go?"

"Why don't you go?" Dahur asked rhetorically, "Now as Iparke, it's a strange thing for him to come to see you. You should know that he hasn't been out of the palace for 13 years.

13 years, has it been so long?

Mojiru seemed to think of something, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Since it is rare for him to come out, let him have a good look at the beautiful scenery of Changdu. Of course, if you want to welcome him, I will never object to it.

Dahuru snorted. Although I don't know why Ipark suddenly came to see Mojiru at this time, it was definitely not a good thing. And does Mojiru think of him as a fool if he wants to block him?

Dahu said, "He came to see you. If he wants to see me, he will naturally go to my house. Not to mention that he is your second brother, an ordinary guest. It doesn't seem good for you, the host, not to go out to greet him.

"Someone will greet the guests. According to you, he is also your second brother and your brother, so isn't it better for you to greet him?" Mojiru smiled softly, but for some reason, the smile fell into Dahul's eyes, which made him feel inexplicably cold.

Lin Yarong hasn't said anything on the side. Is Iparke that terrible? It's so terrible that Mojiru and Dahur don't want to see Ipark.

"Since the second prince has not been out of the palace for many years, now he comes to the door, I think there must be something important. You two should go and have a look anyway. Aren't you a family? The whole family should love each other. Lin Yarong smiled sweetly and said to Mojiru and Dahur.

Together?

A family?

Love each other?

After Mojiru and Dahuru looked at each other, they were silent at the same time.

Seeing the faces of the two, Lin Yarong only felt funny. It seemed that the rumors she had heard in the capital before were true, and there was a big contradiction between several princes of Wei Moguo.

But for Lin Yarong, if such a contradiction is well used, it is a sharp weapon.

Mojilu sighed gently, and then looked at Lin Yarong and said, "Let the lady see the joke. The lady is easy to rest. If there is any need, just tell the servants to do it."

Lin Yarong answered, "The eldest prince is polite. In fact, I have only one request. The eldest prince has always known my heart. If he can complete me, I will be very grateful."

Mojilu raised his eyebrows and seemed to smile: "Madam also knows my heart, and I only have only one request. If you can fulfill my wish, I will be very happy."

What a cunning man!

Seeing that Mojiru was talking, Lin Yarong smiled and said nothing.

This strange dialogue makes Dahuer confused as a two-foot monk. What are they talking about?

As soon as Lin Yarong looked up, she saw her yard in front of her. She turned to Mojilu and said, "It's done for the eldest prince to send it. The eldest prince has something to do, so don't bother the eldest prince anymore. Let me leave first."

Mojiru kept looking at Lin Yarong and saw her enter the courtyard before he turned to the main room.

Dahul asked, "Mojiru, what are you...what were you just talking about? You said you only have one request. What do you want your wife to do? He is very curious.

Dahuer used to think that Lin Yarong was not simple. Now after listening to her conversation with Mojiru, although he didn't understand what they were talking about, Dahuer deeply felt that Lin Yarong's words were beaded, as if there was a sharp blade hidden behind each word. If he didn't pay attention, he could kill people.

Master.

Mojiru didn't know what Dahuer was excited about. Seeing Dahuru's eyes staring at him, Mojiru looked at Dahuru with a disgusting look: "Do you want to know? But why should I tell you?"

The more Mojiru didn't say anything, the more curious Dahuru became, and the more curious he was, the more eager he was to know.

"Mojiru, are you still my eldest brother? How can you do this to me?"

"Don't you know if I'm your eldest brother? Dahu, you are already stupid. Can you stop being so stupid? What can't I do to you like this?" Mojiru sighed as he spoke. Dahur was really an idiot in his eyes at this time.

Dahuer's teeth are itchy. I have known that Mojiru is annoying, but can you stop talking so viciously?

The two brothers were noisy and soon arrived at the main house.

When he arrived at the door, Mojiru stopped and stood in the long porch without moving for a day.

Dahul also put away his joking look. He looked at Mojiru. Maybe both of them were thinking about the same thing.

I don't know how long it took, Mojiru turned his head to look at Dahu and asked, "Do you want to go in with me?"

Dahu hesitated and nodded.

Mojiru laughed, raised his hand and patted Dahr on the shoulder, and then the two walked in together.

............

Lin Yarong returned to the room. As soon as she sat down, she found something wrong.

Looking around, she told Ashana, "I'm hungry, Ashana. I want to eat the kind of cookies you made for me at the post station last time. You go to the kitchen and make some for me. I don't want Mojiru's cooks because they don't know what I like to eat."

It's rare to see her want to eat. Ashina smiled and said, "Well, I will also make a fruit cake. There happens to be fresh marisin these days. I'll make some for you to taste it."

Lin Yarong said hello with a smile. When Ashana left the room, she hurried over and closed the door carefully.

Then she whispered, "Lang Yunling, come out!"

About a quarter of an hour later, a man flashed from behind the cabinet by the window. It was Lang Yunling.

Lin Yarong knew that Lang Yunling was a martial arts master, but she felt that Lang Yunling was completely from the back garden of her home. She came and left as soon as she wanted.

"Is it okay for you to come to me?" Lin Yarong asked worriedly that it was nothing to sneak into the prince's mansion at night last night, but now it's daytime.

Lang Yunling was still dressed last night, black from head to toe.

After listening to Lin Yarong's words, Lang Yunling smiled and said, "Sister, don't worry. Although you dare not say that you can come and go freely in this prince's mansion, no one can find me. I'm safe."

Seeing Lang Yunling's confident look, Lin Yarong couldn't help sighing.

"Sister-in-law, I came in a hurry yesterday, and I didn't say something to you too carefully. Today, I came to tell you that you have to be careful about everything. Mojilu is even more sinister and vicious. Although he has not revealed your identity at present, if something urgent happens, with Mojilu's nature, he will definitely sell you as soon as possible. If your identity is exposed at that time, you will also be in danger.

Lin Yarong understands Lang Yunling's words. In fact, after coming out of Wanli, Lin Yarong has repeatedly said to herself in her heart that in the current situation, she does not believe anyone, and she can only believe herself.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yarong whispered, "I understand that Mojiru is spoiled by me now, but it's all fake and I won't be fooled. Don't worry, if the day comes when I can't hide my identity, I won't let the marquis be ashamed.

turned his head and looked out of the window. Lin Yarong whispered, "Lang Yunling, I need your help."

"What's the matter?"

"I want you to help me check a person, the more detailed the better."

Seeing her solemn look, Lang Yunling asked solemnly, "Who?"