Mu Qixian looked at Mu Qingyao with no expression on his face, "You think it's expulsion after leaving Mobei, but I think this is a more important mission. Born in the royal family, born in Mobei, I just wait for one day to go south to collect the beautiful mountains and rivers of Biyue." "Why are we brothers and sisters sent to Biyue?" Mu Qingyao said lightly: "Because there is half of Biyue's blood in our bodies, and it is difficult to gain a foothold in the Mobei royal family. I have long forgotten what the golden swords and iron horses look like on the Mobei grassland, and I have hidden my name.

Isn't it good to have a corner of the East China Sea? What are the national hatreds and family grudges, and the power and plots of the country, all of which have nothing to do with us. Xian'er, you still have a lot of things."

"Brother." Mu Qixian calmly interrupted Mu Qingyao, saying word by word, "Our mother is a civilian in Biyue who was caught in Mobei, but we are not. You are the prince of the Mobei royal family, and I am the princess of the royal family. This will never change. Leave Mobei.

At that time, the father said that we should stay in Biyue. One day, the country will be in control, not to mention, "I let out a light breath, Mu Qixian sneered, "Five years ago, you planned everything, told Xiao Yu the truth, break Ye Zhilan's plan, and let Chen Guo make enemies with Biyue. If Ye Zhilan succeeded, Xiao Yu would be deprived of his title of crown prince.

, I am afraid that the State of Shen has been destroyed by Ye Zhilan, Mobei will sooner or later be in the footsteps. You were obviously a man from Mobei back then, but in just five years, how could you retreat so easily?”

Shenguo, Moon, and Desert North.

Any one's dominance is a disaster.

Prince Biyue Ye Zhilan's sister died in Mobei. Emperor Chenguo Xiao Yu hated Ye Zhilan, and the Mobei royal family had the ambition to annex the world.

Five years ago, Eddie Lan won, but she won too few chips. Xiao Yu knew the truth and became enemies with Ye Zhilan, so that the situation of the Three Kingdoms Dividing has not changed until now.

Mu Qingyao closed his eyes and said lightly: "I'm not retreating, I don't want to continue fighting."

Mu Qixian looked at Mu Qingyao, and after a moment, he suddenly said, "Do you don't want to continue fighting anymore, or is it because of Sister Chen'er?"

Mu Qingyao opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qixian. Mu Qixian smiled, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were all light and erect, "Brother, you want to live safely with Sister Chen'er in the East China Sea, but don't forget who she is and who you are? Although Sister Chen'er is unconscious and blind, why is she like this?

You know better than anyone else, aren't you?"

""Mu Qingyao fell silent.

Mu Qixian stood up and said with a smile: "Sister Chen'er has been waiting for five years, and we have also waited for five years. Brother, you have no choice."

No choice.

There was no choice from the beginning.

After Mu Qixian left, Mu Qingyao grinds a few portions of herbs. When the lake calmed down, he could only overflow with a bitter smile.

Indeed, he had no choice.

As night fell, Chen'er slowly opened her eyes, it was pitch black, she yelled in a low voice, "Qingyao"

The door was pushed open, and Mu Qingyao walked in with a tray.

"Qingyao" Chen'er shouted again timidly.

"It's me," Mu Qingyao sat beside the bed and said softly: "How do you feel when you wake up?"

Chen'er shook her head, her gray eyes were dead.

"It's okay, you're hungry, I cooked fish fillet porridge."

Chen'er opened her mouth and asked Mu Qingyao to feed her porridge.

The fragrant fish fillet porridge was put into my mouth little by little, Chen'er narrowed his eyes and looked like a curved crescent moon, and he was very happy.

Mu Qingyao looked at her satisfied look and whispered: "Will we leave here tomorrow and go to the imperial capital?"

For a moment, Chen'er's eyes were filled with horror, "Don't leave me!"

While shouting, he was panicked and trying to grab Mu Qingyao's hand, but accidentally touched the porridge bowl.

A whole bowl of porridge was sprinkled everywhere, but Chen'er seemed to be unaware of it. He held Mu Qingyao's hand tightly, and tears were everywhere in his eyes, "Don't leave me!"

"Chen'er!" Mu Qingyao pulled away the thin quilt and held the person in his arms to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, I won't leave you, I will never leave you."

Chen'er shivered in his arms, instinctively fearing everything. Mu Qingyao coaxed her warmly for a long time before coaxing people, "Just go to the imperial capital to congratulate a wedding. Can we go together? There are many fun things to do when we arrive at the imperial capital, and there are also many delicious foods. Don't be afraid of Chen'er

, I will be with you,

And, be by my side, don’t go anywhere.”

Chen'er raised her head, her eyes were red, "Don't leave me behind"

"I promise you that I will never leave you," Mu Qingyao coaxed her, "I have never deceived Chen'er, right?"

Chen'er thought for a long time, sniffed and nodded.

Seeing that she agreed, Mu Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen'er was blind and had a courage to live with him on an isolated island for many years. It was too cruel for her to leave here and go to the imperial capital.

But.

He had no choice, after all, this was her own choice many years ago, and she paid the price of her eyes. How could he not let her down?

Mu Qingyao looked at Chen'er who was confused, touched her snow-white silk, and whispered: "He owes you what he deserves, it's time to give it to you."

I couldn't understand what he said, Chen'er blinked, and his gray pupils had nothing.

"Quzhou has a severe drought, and there is no harvest of 10,000 mu of fertile land. I feel very sad. The Ministry of Revenue exempts Quzhou from three years of grain tax."

"Censor Cui Cheng is suspected of taking bribes and takes the person to Dali Temple first. After all, he is the censor. The Censorate is not convenient for me to come forward, so I will wait for the interrogation of Dali Temple."

"The resignation of Prime Minister Lan's resignation has been in the second time. I have made the decision and have taken the love. I would like to ask the Prime Minister to work hard for a while."

Books of memorials passed by, and the young emperor sat high on the dragon throne and handled military and national affairs in an orderly manner.

He was dressed in white and had exquisite eyebrows and eyes. After more than a year of night view, Hao had already vaguely empressed with the style of an emperor.

The emperor cultivated by Ye Zhilan himself is calm and elegant, meticulous, and rewards when he deserves to be rewarded and punishes when he deserves to be punished.

Arranged everything, Ye Jinghao looked at the man in the position, "When King Yong comes to Zichen Palace, I have something to explain."

The man who insisted on going to court raised his head, his gorgeous eyes with a hint of tender smile, and he nodded slightly, "I obey the order."

After morning court, Ye Jinghao had dinner in Zichen Hall. He put on things but was not ready to use chopsticks. He waited around and didn't wait for anyone to come. He couldn't help but frown, "Why haven't the emperor come yet?"

Leng Shuo laughed dryly, "The prince is coming soon, Your Majesty will have a meal first, the porridge will be cold."

"No hurry," Ye Jinghao took a memorial and read it, "I'll wait for the emperor's uncle to eat together."

Leng Shuo was sent to Ye Jinghao as his personal bodyguard two years ago. He also watched Ye Jinghao step by step to the present. In just five years, the child became the emperor of a country today.

I don’t know how much effort Ye Zhilan has spent on cultivating an emperor.

Ye Jinghao finished reading three memoirs, and Ye Zhilan came late.

"See Your Majesty."

"Uncle Emperor, don't be polite," Ye Jinghao put down the memorial book and smiled, "I'm waiting for you to have a meal together!"

"Ke Chen has already eaten." Ye Zhilan said slowly.

"Ah, I've eaten it," Ye Jinghao smiled a little embarrassedly, "No wonder the emperor came so late."

He was still having Ye Zhilan for dinner, but Ye Zhilan didn't care about him.

A little aggrieved.

Ye Zhilan didn't feel sorry for his nephew at all. When he went to that station, he was handsome and elegant.

He is in his thirties and is no longer young, but his face is about to reverse his age. He looks like what he is in his twenties and now, and his unchanging beauty.

The world's number one beauty is not for nothing.

Ye Jinghao held the bowl of porridge that had already cooled down, and did not have the luxury of asking someone to change another bowl, so he silently sent it to his mouth, and while giving it to his hands, he extinguished the small grievances.

I've got used to it, and I've long been used to this routine that is not a relative uncle or nephew, or that is his one-sided relative uncle and nephew.

"Did Your Majesty ask me to come here to have a meal together?" Ye Zhilan asked.

Ye Jinghao put down the porridge bowl and took out one from the memorial pile, "Prime Minister Lan is about to resign. I have taken the love twice. This was sent last night. It's only three things. I can't continue to try to keep it."

"Lan Que is indeed not young. He wants to resign from his official position and take the love from His Majesty. If he gives him enough face, let him quit." Ye Zhilan didn't take it seriously.

Night view

Mei, "The Prime Minister Kelan is a veteran of three dynasties. If he resigns from his post like this, I'm afraid there will be some turmoil in Fengge."

"How can Your Majesty think Fengge will be in turmoil?" Ye Zhilan asked with a bent lips.

"Most of the people in Fengge are Qingliu scholars. Prime Minister Lan has been in charge of Fengge for many years and is deeply rooted. If he resigns, what should he do with the position of Prime Minister? If the handling is not done well, I am afraid Fengge will be dissatisfied." Ye Jing Hao was worried about this.

Fengge is the foundation of the operation of the entire imperial court, and he, the emperor, must consider it properly.

"Then choose someone who can suppress Fengge to take over the position." Ye Zhilan said easily.

Ye Jinghao sighed, "Uncle Emperor thinks who can be competent for the position of prime minister?"

This is not a trivial matter. Prime Minister Bi Yue has a high position and is truly inferior to tens of thousands of people. Apart from Lan Que, he really can't think of any suitable candidate.

Compared to Ye Jinghao's sigh, Ye Zhilan just smiled calmly, "Isn't the candidate very obvious?"

"Is it obvious?" Why can't he see that? Ye Zhilan raised the corners of his lips lightly and said slowly: "It's never been so-called retreating. If you want to leave the situation, you have to pay a price. Even if it's Lan Que, he can retire and resign. However, if he resigns, someone must take his position as a substitute.

He continues to sit firmly.”

Ye Jinghao suddenly realized, "Uncle Emperor, do you mean Lan Qingruo?"

Ye Zhilan nodded with a smile.

Ye Jinghao was a little stunned, but soon, he frowned again, "Lan Qingruo Lan Qingruo"

Five years ago, the world's number one talented man came to Fengge to join the office.

It was originally a big event that shocked the world, but in the past five years, Lan Qingruo has been occupying an insignificant official position and dealing with unnecessary matters, and even failing to attend court every few days. He is simply a leisurely cloud and wild crane in the officialdom.
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