The Prince Ding Mansion was located in the southeast of Ruyang City, on the main road of the city, Xuanwu Street. Naturally, it couldn't compare to the Chu capital's Prince Ding Mansion in terms of size and grandeur, but after a few months of renovations, it was still quite large. After all, the Chu capital's prosperity had a bit more of the northwest's simplicity and boldness, adding a bit of austere air. On the main door, there were three simple words, "Ding Wang Fu". It was majestic and imposing. De Wang was so angry that his fingers trembled. "Impudent! Too impudent! What does Mo Xiuyao want to do? " The people around him were silent. De Wang only wanted to vent his anger and didn't really want an answer. Mo Jingyu stood to the side as though it had nothing to do with him, leisurely admiring the scenery.
Not long after, someone came out to invite them in. At the same time, De Wang's expression became even uglier. It was fine that Mo Xiuyao didn't come out of the city to welcome them, but he didn't even come out of the mansion's entrance. The other three people behind him also had ugly expressions, but it wasn't because of their face. Rather, it was because Prince Ding's actions showed that he didn't plan on giving the imperial court any face. This way … it would be difficult for them to complete their task this time. Mo Jingyu directly cursed Mo Jingqi in his heart. He was originally an idle Prince. Whoever became the Emperor had nothing to do with him. Mo Jingqi himself had ruined the relationship with the Prince Ding Mansion, and now he had to travel thousands of li to the northwest. If Mo Xiuyao really had the intention to rebel, would they still be alive to return to the capital?
Wei Lin led the group into the mansion with a wooden expression. His overly young face made him look like he wasn't a manager who could manage a mansion's affairs. Of course, in reality, he wasn't. It was just that he didn't hide as quickly as Zhuo Jing and Lin Han, so the Prince made him a temporary manager. Looking sideways at Feng Zhi Yao, who was leisurely following at the side, Wei Lin silently agreed with his opinion. The position of general manager sounded very prestigious, but it was really not suitable for young people like them in their prime. Hearing someone call him Steward Wei, Wei Lin felt a slight stomachache.
In the hall, Mo Xiuyao was sitting and talking to Ye Li. When he saw Wei Lin leading his men in, he did not hold back and said with a faint smile, "De Wang, King Yu, Lord Su, Lord Mo, please take a seat." Seeing Mo Xiuyao's white hair casually tied up and the smile on his face, he looked much warmer than when he was in the capital, but he didn't give off the slightest sense of closeness. On the contrary, it was even more frightening. Previously, Mo Xiuyao had kept it a secret, so even though Mo Jingqi had tried to plant many spies in Ruyang, no one in the Chu capital knew that Mo Xiuyao's hair had turned white overnight. Now that he saw it all of a sudden, he was shocked.
King De slanted his eyes and snorted coldly, "You've been away from the capital for a while. Have you forgotten your manners? It seems that the emperor was right when he said that you were arrogant! "Mo Xiuyao looked playfully at the furious King De in front of him. Manners? Did he want him to salute him? In King De's opinion, Mo Xiuyao was just a commoner whose title had been taken away by the emperor. Logically speaking, he should be saluting him. But unfortunately, from the moment King De entered Ruyang City, he was destined to be stifled.
"Arrogant? Why does this prince remember that His Majesty was talking about treason and rebellion? Hmm, Feng San? "Mo Xiuyao's words carried a smile, but his eyes revealed traces of coldness.
Feng Zhiyao waved his fan and smiled, "Replying to Prince, His Majesty's imperial edict did say so."
"How dare you, Mo Xiuyao! You … "King De flew into a rage after being reprimanded by the two of them.
"Pa." A crisp sound strangely drowned out King De's angry roar. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound. The white jade teacup in Mo Xiuyao's hand instantly shattered. A few pieces of jade fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Mo Xiuyao slowly opened his hand. The white powder fell from his palm and floated to the ground in front of him. King De's throat seemed to be blocked by something. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a single word. He only heard Mo Xiuyao say with a smile, "King De, lower your voice. If you scare I's beloved concubine and heir … it will really make things difficult for I. " King De's heart couldn't help but tremble when he met Mo Xiuyao's cold eyes. He didn't know why, but he remembered the seven thousand soldiers that Mo Xiuyao had killed. After staring blankly for a while, King De didn't dare to say anything. His face, which had been well maintained, kept changing between green and red.
Mo Jingyu looked at everyone in the hall and said with a smile, "Imperial Uncle has come a long way, so it's inevitable that he's a bit angry. I hope Prince Ding will forgive him."
Mo Xiuyao glanced at him and said with a faint smile, "So that's how it is. Then there's no need to worry. The weather is hot, so it's hard not to get angry. The northwest isn't as prosperous as the capital. I will order people to prepare more food for King De to cool down his anger. "Mo Jingyu's smile was a bit stiff, but he still had to say what he had to say. He could tell that if he let the bad-tempered Imperial Uncle say something, he might anger Mo Xiuyao and the others. If that happened, none of them would be able to return alive. "The northwest is bitterly cold. It's cold in the winter and hot in the summer. It's very remote. Prince Ding has been away for a long time. Now that the northwest has been pacified, why don't you return to the capital as soon as possible? That way, the princess consort and heir won't have to suffer here. "
"Return to the capital?" Mo Xiuyao seemed to have heard something interesting. He raised his brows and looked at Mo Jingyu. After not seeing him for a long time, the idle Prince Mo Jingyu's ability to lie through his teeth had improved quite a bit. Mo Jingqi had already issued an edict to strip him of his title and reduce his military power. Furthermore, he had announced that he was planning to commit treason. Now, Mo Jingyu was actually telling him that it was time to return to the capital? Was there something wrong with Mo Jingyu's brain, or did he think that there was something wrong with his brain?
There was nothing wrong with Mo Jingyu's brain. It was the people above him who had problems with their brains! Trying his best to maintain the smile on his face, Mo Jingyu cursed Mo Jingqi countless times in his heart. Not to mention that Mo Xiuyao finally couldn't tolerate him anymore, not to mention that his own younger brother had rebelled against him. If this continued, he would also want to rebel. Glancing at Su Zhe sitting across from him, Mo Jingyu hoped that Mo Xiuyao would give this old man some face. After all, Su Zhe could be considered Mo Xiuyao's half-teacher. Furthermore, Mo Xiuyao had always been respectful towards this old man.
Su Zhe looked at Mo Xiuyao's head of white hair and sighed heavily in his heart. It could be said that these old men had seen with their own eyes how Mo Xiuyao had gone from being a high-spirited and dazzling young man to where he was today. Mo Xiuyao was once his proudest student, as well as his future grandson-in-law whom he had high hopes for. However, in these ten years, he had watched him struggle to move forward step by step. He had been powerless. Whether this matter was Mo Xiuyao's fault, Su Zhe didn't know. The core of the Su family was already too far away. However, there was one thing that Su Zhe was well aware of. Mo Xiuyao definitely couldn't return to the capital now! Thus, when he sensed Mo Jingyu's gaze on him, Su Zhe only lowered his eyes and calmly drank his tea, as though he didn't know anything. Su Zhe refused to speak. Mo Jian's words carried little weight, so he naturally couldn't speak. Mo Jingyu was inwardly furious, but there was nothing he could do.
The atmosphere in the hall was heavy. Ye Li's calm gaze swept over everyone. She softly said, "You've all come from afar, so you must be tired. Why don't you rest and freshen up first? If there's anything else, we can discuss it at night. "
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