Chapter 96 Cousin invites, prince take action

"Son, I heard that the third lady of the Mo family hasn't woken up yet. She said that she was evil. She got sick when she was well, and then her vitality died little by little." On one side of the waterside, the fragrant and snow-like teenager stroked the piano elegantly. The strings were far away, his eyes were slightly closed, and he listened to his subordinates' reply in a light mood. His long eyelashes covered his eyes and did not even open.

The slender and beautiful fingers stroked the strings, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. The waterside suddenly calmed down. The sound of the northeast wind blowing in my ears blew under the window screen that closed the window, making a very loud sound, and the sound of water swinging in the blue waves of the lake seemed to hit people's hearts.

There was a frightening coldness in the silence for no reason. The secret guard trembled for a moment, and his head became more and more afraid to raise.

"I haven't heard of any hidden diseases of Miss Mojia before, have you?" The distant voice seemed to come from the sky. Qinglang was a little high, and his handsome face was slightly raised like a fairy. His bright eyes fell on the dark guard standing opposite him. He unconsciously frowned twice, and then opened his gentle and clear question.

"Although Miss Mo San is not in good health, she is not a serious illness. She is just malnourished and a little worried about her father's painless situation. Even if she is bigger, it is difficult for people to bear. The little man has been checked for others. This Miss Mo San is not a blindly bullied master, so it is impossible to have been bullied. It leads to qi deficiency and vomiting blood. Dark Wei knew that his son was a cautious and perfect person. Before he came, he had completely investigated Mo Xuetong, and even investigated everything in Yuncheng clearly.

The prince's attention to this woman surprised him, but he felt natural!

Although such a beautiful woman has not yet grown up, she will inevitably fall in love with the country in a few years. It is normal to have this idea. Beauty is the best weapon to fall in the other party's city. I believe that a man will be moved by such a beauty, and the queen and the eldest prince will inevitably be at odds with each other!

But to the surprise of the dark guard, the third lady of the Mo family, who was incompetent and arrogant in the rumors of the capital, was so smart and cunning. There was a little submissiveness, so she told the prince everything clearly, and it was enough for the prince to judge by himself.

The decisive judgment of the prince, in the eyes of the dark guard*!

"Is it complete to inquire?" Bai Yihao stood up. Since his slender posture had just stood up, he had a kind of natural grace and elegance, noble and Tsinghua, his hair was painted like ink, his face was as beautiful as jade, his eyebrows were comfortable and handsome, and a faint smile made his handsome face as attractive as the sunshine of March and elegant as a immortal.

"Yes, find out all of them." Anwei was relieved. If he had known the prince's habits, he would have either not stretched out his hand, and he would have been fully prepared. Therefore, since he learned that the prince was interested in Miss Mo San, Anwei has begun to inquire and sort it out with Mo Xuetong. Now the information about Miss Mo's third lady in the secret report has been sorted out and is only waiting for the prince to be seen.

"How about the queen?" Bai Yihao gently picked his finger on the strings, and the strings made a cracking sound, piercing the eardrums and cutting the calmness in the air.

"Since the eldest prince got this painting, he has been hiding very well. He doesn't even know the palace people around him, but the queen still heard it, but the queen did nothing and still treated the eldest prince very kindly." Dark Wei did not dare to hide it and reported all the news from the State of Yan to his son.

"In that case, just retreat!" Bai Yihao's handsome face was covered with a pleasant smile and sent away the dark guard.

"Yes!" The dark guard answered and dared not say more. The figure flashed and disappeared on the waterside.

The water was quiet, and the wind blew up his clothes. There was a little more coldness in his beauty. He sat down again, and his eyes darkened. His fingers gently tapped on the strings a few times, but he did not play...

"Gunzi, Mr. Luo is here." The little boy on the other side of the waterside shouted loudly. The winding corridor was still a little far from here, and when the northwest wind blew, the direction was against the wind from here. The little man had to speak loudly before it could be transmitted.

"Let Mr. Luo come here." The elegant and handsome eyebrows raised a smile and replied gently and indifferently. Luo Wenyou came for Mo Xuetong. He came so fast, not as fast as Luo Wenyou's usual character, so someone actually instructed him.

Bai Yihao knew his own affairs. He was embarrassed in Daqin. On the one hand, he was the empress dowager's favorite grandson. Emperor Zong Wen appreciated it but could not erase his proton identity. He could run on the street, meet with the beautiful car beauty, and could do many things before and under the moon, which must be thrown away. However, he never doubted his identity, his talent, and how attractive he was to those women, and certainly did not care about it.

Since Emperor Zongwen wants to cultivate him as a romantic and famous scholar, he naturally follows his will. For this reason, Emperor Zong Wen also loves him very much. Although he is not obedient, he can say everything. Of course, all this is based on the premise that he does not touch politics. If he is connected with politics, he is no longer Emperor Zong Wen's nephew, but a big Qin's proton, the prince of Yan.

These ministers of Emperor Wen all understand, so even if they all appreciate Bai Yihao's talent and are proud to see him at family gatherings, there are so many high-ranking ladies looking at him affectionately, waiting for him to look back, but once they deal with political affairs, the ministers of the State of Qin dare not get too close to Bai Yihao.

Some ministers simply stay away from ghosts and gods because they can't guess the meaning of Emperor Zong Wen. They only have superficial respect for Bai Yihao and have no affinity.

There is a subsidiary government among them! Although Luo Wenyou was close to him, he did not dare to take him home too much for fear of causing trouble to his family. Mofu is now the new favorite of Emperor Zong Wen. At this time, if he approaches Bai Yihao, it will only make Emperor Zong Wen suspect. Even if Luo Wenyou wants him to save his cousin, he will think about it again and again and ask the elders in his house first. Ask the meaning of Mo Huawen again, think twice before doing it, and apply it for two or three days.

It will never be like this. In a few hours, Luo Youwen begged himself. Luo Youwen was doing what he would not do before. It seems that a new master appeared behind Luo Youwen. Bai Yihao is very interested in knowing this person! The master was hard to find, and he suddenly found it interesting.

The smile on his lips became more and more leisurely. The robe fluttered and the ink rose gently. He went to the door to meet Luo Youwen. Looking at the corridor, Luo Youwen's figure hurried over, and a little cold smile flashed at the bottom of his eyes!

It's really urgent! It can be seen that Luo Youwen's cousin is not just a general love, but also the Duke of Fuguo really cares about that granddaughter. It's great!

In Qingwei Garden, Mo Xuetong lay quietly **. Her long black eyelashes are as slender and beautiful as a brush, and her nose are small. Although her lips are not bloody, they are distressingly moist. Her long ink-like hair is scattered on the embroidered lotus pillow, and her face is as crystal as jade, although He is still young, but he has a beauty that can't be described in words.

It is not only lying quietly like this, but also has a thrilling beauty.

A trace of silence flashed in Bai Yihao's eyes, and his slender fingers slowly and powerfully put on the pale and weak slender hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The room was very quiet, and no one made a sound. Mo Yumolan stood nervously on both sides and didn't even dare to stare at Bai Yihao's hand for Mo Xuetong. From fainting to now, it was almost night. The sky outside was dark, and four or five lights were lit in the room, so that Bai Yihao could see more clearly. Some Chu.

Mo Huawen was not here. In the evening, he was called into the palace. It was Luo Youwen who accompanied Bai Yihao. At this time, he was no less nervous than the two maids. He frowned, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Bai Yihao silently, which seemed to be worried.

At the other end of the bed, Xu's mother stayed there restlessly. From time to time, she looked at Mo Xuetong and looked forward to Bai Yihao. Her hand holding the bed mantle sweated without knowing it. She looked at the two people who did not dare to be tired at all.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Yihao, and so many doctors did not give a correct answer. This time, with Bai Yihao alone, the room seemed to hear the sound of everyone's heartbeat and the roaring north wind outside, which made people nervous and dull for no reason.

There is a feeling that you can't breathe! The sweat on Xu's mother's head came out, and she didn't know it. She tightened the gauze in her hand and let more light pass through the edge, so that Bai Yihao could see Mo Xuetong's complex more clearly.

After a long time, Bai Yihao slowly opened his handsome eyes in the sight of everyone. Mo Yu opened her mouth anxiously. Before she could speak, she was pulled off her sleeve by Mo Lan and quickly closed her mouth.

"How is my cousin?" Luo Youwen asked anxiously.

"Your cousin..." Bai Yihao's eyes slid over Mo Xuetong's face without a trace, with a faint smile on his face. He turned around and sat down in the chair in front of the window. Xu's mother had already made a wink. The tea just now had cooled down, and Mo Yu saw the opportunity to make a cup of tea for him.

"Yihao, how's my cousin?" Luo Youwen also followed.

"Miss Mo San is very good!" Bai Yihao smiled elegantly, picked up Mo Yu's newly brewed tea, and smiled leisurely.

"Very good? What do you mean? Luo Youwen was stunned for a moment and asked urgently. His face was a little pale, thinking that what he was saying was the opposite. If his cousin really had a long and two short stories, how could his grandmother stand it!

"It's a good meaning, that is, Miss Mo San is not sick in strict terms." Bai Yihao's eyes were indifferent and clear, falling on Mo Xuetong's delicate face. The small face was a little childish, and the long eyelashes hung weakly on his eyes, with no trace of anger, with some distressing pity.

It's just a child. How can he give life a sense of lovelessness and despair? His eyebrows unconsciously frowned and his eyes turned to the side. Such a lifeless face inexplicably made his heart a little more breathless and dull, and he couldn't even maintain a peaceful smile on his face.

He is always kind to useful people, and the same is true this time! It must be so!