"Haha~"

Concubine Mo curled her red lips, sneered, and said in a flirtatious tone,

"Really ... "

The queen quickly interrupted her and said,

"The Shen family girl and the eldest prince are very compatible in their horoscopes. The eldest prince's concubine passed away a year ago, and now it's time to make up for it."

Concubine Mo raised her eyebrows and said with a strange air,

"The daughter-in-law of the prime minister's residence is a concubine for the prince? Isn't this inappropriate?

Aren't you afraid that the Prime Minister will hit a pillar in the court?

In my opinion, Miss Shen and the Ninth Prince are still suitable. They are not allowed to have eight or eight characters. "

Concubine Mo exposed her own scars, which made the emperor angry:

Bounce? absurd! Let me see who dares to hit the pillar and force me! I will kill all nine of his clans!

If I agree to marry the prime minister's legitimate daughter to the eldest prince as a concubine, what is the difference between that and announcing that I like him to be the prince?

I am only in my thirties, in my prime, and you, mother and son, are already planning to become the heir apparent!

What is the difference between this and hoping that I will die soon?

The emperor was very unhappy and said,

"The Ninth Prince is still young, there is no rush for marriage, Concubine Mo can just pay attention to him slowly.

As for the eldest prince, it is indeed inappropriate to let the prime minister’s daughter be his concubine!

He already has a main concubine, as well as a bunch of concubines, and there is no need to worry about the side concubines! "

Concubine Mo smiled and glanced at the queen with a triumphant look like a winner.

"What the Emperor said is absolutely true."

It doesn’t matter whether you win the Shen girl or not. What’s important is that the Queen doesn’t win either. That’s victory!

Although the queen was not happy with the situation, she knew that the emperor's thoughts at the moment were no longer about arranging the prince's marriage.

If he doesn't leave, the emperor will become angry.

The queen resigned with great resentment.

Just now, while the emperor and the queen were saying a few words, Concubine Mo had already swallowed a plate of pastries.

The emperor looked at the empty plate and Concubine Mo's bulging cheeks, with a look of resentment on his face, and said in a serious tone:

"Qingwu, didn't you say that the cakes were given to me? Why didn't you leave any for me?"

Concubine Mo stood up from the chair with a smile on her face, her eyebrows curved, and she clapped her hands.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you right now~"

The emperor grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, his eyes full of love and affection.

"I want to eat you ... "

On the second day, the emperor summoned the Sixth Palace and appointed Concubine Mo as Noble Concubine Mo. She was given the power to co-manage the Sixth Palace.

The news reached the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Xiao Ye looked in disbelief,

"There is no heir in the harem and she is a concubine. She is already a holy favorite. Now she has become a noble concubine and is also in charge of the Sixth Palace. Your little aunt is really talented."

Mo Jingchen's deep eyes flashed with clarity,

“The Emperor is not short of heirs, nor is he short of women.

My little aunt is not very capable, but she never regards him as the emperor, but only as her lover and husband.

It can satisfy all the emperor's fantasies about his childhood sweetheart, his childhood sweetheart, and his marriage to his brother-in-law.

Unlike other concubines, who only regard the emperor as the glory of the family and a tool to climb up for their own glory and wealth. "

Xiao Ye was quite emotional,

"My father didn't propose marriage to us. It seems that Concubine Mo's words in front of my father are very important.

You are really discerning. Although you are your aunt, you have never met her before. How do you know that she is not from the same family as Uncle Mo? "

Mo Jingchen told the truth,

"My little aunt is mentioned in many articles in my father's notes. I'm just guessing."

Speaking of Father Mo, Xiao Ye's heart tightened and he asked seriously,

"Mo Jingchen, do you hate my father?"

Mo Jingchen smiled faintly,

"I have compiled my father's notes. There are more than 5,000 entries in total, and more than 4,000 of them are about him thinking about the emperor.

As the son of man, what right do I have to resent the people he protects with all his strength? "

Xiao Ye stared into his deep eyes and said extremely seriously,

"Mo Jingchen, I swear, I, Xiao Ye, will never do anything sorry for you in this life and eternity, no matter what the situation is."

Mo Jingchen raised his lips and smiled slightly,

"No, if one day you have to step on my body to ascend to the throne, don't hesitate, I am willing to be your stepping stone.

It's just that you have to be a good emperor. "

Xiao Ye was filled with sadness and shook his head.

"No, I will never use you as a stepping stone. But, Mo Jingchen, what makes a good emperor?"

Mo Jingchen pondered for a moment and said solemnly:

“The people live and work in peace and contentment, everyone has food to eat and clothing to wear.

There are no abandoned babies in the abandoned baby tower, and no frozen bones on the roadside.

There should be skirts on top of the school, and there should be female generals in the army. "

Xiao Ye choked with sobs,

"Mo Jingchen, I promise you, but you have to live well and watch the peaceful age with me."

Mo Jingchen smiled, and his usually deep phoenix eyes flashed a rare playful light,

"Well, don't look at the pot of medicine I make every day. In fact, it's not that easy to die. It's still possible to live to forty or fifty."

Xiao Ye's peach blossom eyes were filled with undercurrents,

"In this life, I plan to live to sixty and die.

How can you live forty long enough?

Mo Jingchen, you have to study hard in your medical skills and stay with me until you grow old. "

The corners of Mo Jingchen's mouth raised slightly, and his tone was firm,

"Um!"

[What's going on today, Xiaosha? Suddenly sad for spring and sad for autumn]

[You are as strong as a calf, how can you compare with my medicine jar? I don’t plan to live past twenty-five either]

[Speaking of which, my bones all over my body hurt so much today, I’m afraid something bad is going to happen]

Thinking of this, Mo Jingchen stood up on his own, opened the window and looked outside.

Xiao Ye silently gritted his teeth and tried hard to swallow the tears into his stomach:

What ... you have no intention of living past twenty-five ...

In your last life, you died at the age of twenty-five. Was everything in your plan ?

Mo Jingchen, you are a inconsistent guy, you lied to me again ...

You deceived me so hard ...

Mo Jingchen sighed with emotion,

"It's snowing. Winter has come so early this year."

Hearing this, Xiao Ye also came to the window and looked at the sparsely flying snowflakes in the air, like willow catkins.

"It looks like it's going to be a heavy snowfall. Come here, make a charcoal brazier!"

In this life, you must take good care of Mo Jingchen and let him live longer!

The boy is in trouble.

"Your Highness, we don't have a charcoal brazier in our house. Last year, you said you didn't need it, so you gave it to ... "

Last year, the Ninth Prince's Mansion sent all the charcoal braziers and charcoal to Mo Jingchen, and specifically told him that he couldn't use them all.

Xiao Ye suddenly remembered and interrupted with an angry shout,

"Then go buy it immediately! You are as stupid as a pig! Why are you acting as an errand! Go and get my fox fur cloak!"

"The fox fur cloak is also ... " The boy said half of his words. He looked at the sullen master and lowered his head.

Mo Jingchen pursed his lips and smiled slightly,

"Your fox fur cloak was given to me last year, and you don't remember it so soon?"