Chapter 137

"Wanton..."

Huo Yanchen suddenly a low ah, with anger and cold, surprised Fuhai body a shiver, he does not understand why Huo Yanchen suddenly angry.

As soon as his eyes turned, Fuhai laughed.

"Lao Nu once said that Lao Nu is just a person who can examine the degree of seizing, so..."

So he put the treasure on Huo Yanchen and planned for himself.

"Thank you for your love, but my father still decides the position of the country's leader. I'm lucky to get it, but I'll lose it. Please go back to my father-in-law. Today, I think I've never met him."

Huo Yanchen got up and looked aloof and lonely.

"This..."

"Mofei, see off."

Huo Yanchen opens low outside the door. Mo Fei pushes the door in and looks at Fuhai calmly.

Fuhai took a look at them, sighed and left Huo Yanchen's study.

Seeing off Fuhai, Mo Fei turns back to his study, only to find that Huo Yanchen doesn't sleep. Instead, he puts on his clothes and stands at the window, frowning slightly.

The light in the corridor reflected on his unique cheek, which made his whole body more and more clear in the rainy night.

"Did the Lord suspect that the imperial edict was false?"

In fact, Mo Fei was a little surprised when he took out the imperial edict in Fuhai, but what puzzled him more was Huo Yanchen's attitude, which was not like his usual practice.

"The imperial edict is true, but the visitor's heart is false."

Huo Yan Chen light returned a, Mou light gradually deep.

"Wait until tomorrow." Mo Fei also answered firmly.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time. When he thought of what would happen after daybreak, Mo Fei couldn't help but get excited. His always quiet eyes couldn't help climbing up the light.

Huo Yanchen naturally sees Mo Fei's mind, looks a meal, seems to think of what, faint sigh tone.

"Mofei, if this king is destined to lose the throne, what will you do?"

Mo Fei is his confidant and friend. He is loyal and devoted to helping him get to the Ninth Five-Year Plan. After that, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he worries that Mo Fei's expectations are too high, and finally he is disappointed.

After listening to Huo Yanchen's words, Mo Fei first stops, and then the excitement in his eyes gradually disappears.

"Naturally, Mo Fei will go wherever the LORD goes."

Without thinking about it, Mo Fei said what he thought in his heart, and his tone tended to be calm.

It's true.

He didn't know why Huo Yanchen said this, but he only followed and trusted Huo Yanchen in his life, so he would follow no matter whether he was successful or not.

"You will naturally marry a daughter-in-law in the future. How can you rely on me all the time?"

Huo Yanchen looks at Mo Fei's serious appearance, and suddenly opens his mouth to make fun of him. His tight brows stretch out. Suddenly, the whole person becomes warm and moist, and becomes a teenager in junyang mountain.

The sound of the rain drops, and a crack appears on Mo Fei's always serious face. He takes a jerk at the corner of his mouth and looks strange. He catches Huo Yanchen with a smile.

It seems that he didn't expect that he would suddenly make fun of himself.

Looking at the mountain and listening to the rain, they often do this when they are bored in junyang, and they also make some harmless jokes.

But now trapped in the city, ups and downs rendering, this joke sounds, is no longer the taste of that year.

"Even if they marry and have children, Mo Fei is still the bodyguard of the Lord."

It is a light smile again, the night is deep, the rain is hazy, on Huo Yanchen's handsome face quietly across a soft.

"Tomorrow you and I will act separately. I will go to the main hall to say goodbye to my father. You need to keep an eye on the dungeon. You can't let her get involved and hurt at all."

Before Mo Fei leaves, Huo Yanchen quietly orders.

A night of wind and rain, at dawn, two days of rain finally stopped, but the sky is still gloomy tight.

Huo Yanchen put on his solemn and dignified court clothes, tied the jade crown which symbolized his identity on the top of his hair, and rode to the palace in a carriage.

The tall and solemn Zhuhong palace gate seems to be telling the inviolability of Tianjia's majesty. There are two rows of soldiers guarding the palace gate. When Huo Yanchen gets out of the carriage, he bows.

Huo Yanchen didn't speak, light glanced at the guard, the corner of his mouth with a smile.

He walked slowly into the palace gate.

Nanmenyu is no longer in the early Dynasty, most of the government affairs are handled by nanmenyu.

So Huo Yanchen went straight to Fulin palace.

As soon as I entered the courtyard of Fulin palace, I felt a strong sense of killing and cutting.

Huo Yanchen looks slightly changed, but still steadily forward, Fuhai guard at the door of the hall, see him appear, face across a little embarrassed.

Huo Yanchen doesn't seem to see it, but signals him to go in and report it.

Fuhai goes in and then comes out. The south gate allows Huo Yanchen to enter the hall.

"Why are you here today?"

Nanmenyu got up from the collapse and looked at the figure standing respectfully outside the curtain. His eyes were burning and unclear.

"My son's Minister set out in the afternoon to bid farewell to his father."

"Before the fall of my father."

As soon as nanmenyu opened his mouth, he took some breath. It seemed that he even had a hard time talking, but his voice was rare.

Huo Yanchen's heart jumped, clenched his fist, crossed the curtain and went to the south gate.

The pungent smell of the medicine accompanied by a withering gas rushed straight to the tip of Huo Yanchen's nose, which made him frown slightly.

But what surprised him even more was the old and decadent face of nanmenyu.

But just a few days later, he was even older and weaker than before.

Nanmen Kerry, it's a good way.

Looking at the man he called his father, Huo Yanchen felt ridiculous for a moment.

His father was suspicious all his life. He was afraid that he was cheated by the Jiangbei King's orphan whom he wanted to get rid of.

If he knows that the people who treat him every day are the people he wants to kill, and also the people who want to kill him, I don't know how he will feel.

His father never said he was wrong in his life. I don't know if he will admit that he was wrong at that time.

"What are you thinking?"

For the first time, nanmenyu saw the sober and deep Huo Yanchen show his trance in front of him.

There is no emotion, but some unpredictable, unpredictable to let the South Gate in the heart gave birth to fear.

He felt that fear was like a hand holding his heart. It seemed that if he looked more, he would be swallowed.

So he said with a calm face.

The trance instantly faded, and even the subtle expression on his face disappeared.

"My son is absent-minded. I hope my father will forgive me."

"The emperor was just thinking about something."

The South Gate's voice sank, stubborn and dignified.

Huo Yanchen looked up at him and spoke slowly

"My son's ministers are thinking about whether they can let go of their mother's concubines after their father's return."

The extremely peaceful voice and Huo Yanchen's handsome but indifferent face stirred up nanmenyu's anger in an instant.

One is waiting for him to die, the other is waiting for him to die.

"Your mother's concubine is my father's favorite concubine. My father wants her to accompany me."

Nanmenyu was impatient in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just looked at Huo Yanchen, and the kindness in his eyes disappeared a little bit.

"Ha ha, my father really likes his mother and concubine."

A little sarcasm, in exchange for the collapse of the people a cold hum.

"Your mother and son were never investigated for the crime of deceiving the king in those years. Now it's a great honor to let her be buried with me. Besides, it's happened since ancient times. Why doesn't she want to, but your mother and concubine asked you to be a lobbyist."