Feeling that Yun Qingyan was a little dissatisfied, Mo Zijue immediately shook his head.

He just felt that the Seventh Prince had been kept outside and had never been exposed to the undercurrents in the court, so naturally he did not have the ability of Yun Qingyan, who was at the center of the fight.

"As my younger brother, Chen Xuan will naturally not have bad abilities. I will take over this country by him. As for whether he can keep it, it depends on his own ability."

Yun Qingyan said calmly.

"In fact, whether you can be a good emperor does not necessarily depend on your ability, it depends on whether he can withstand the temptation of power, lust and desire. As long as he can maintain his original heart, the throne can sit firmly."

Yun Qingyan looked at the sky outside. It was already three o'clock in the morning. "It's getting late, I'm going to rest!"

"Why is the princess willing to tell me so much? After all, I have only met for a few hours." Mo Zijue hesitated for a long time, but still asked the doubts in his heart.

"You give me a very familiar feeling, and I'm sure you won't betray me."

The "I" she used, but not "I" and this made Mo Zijue feel a little excited.

"Spiritual rhyme!"

Lingyun and Lanxi, who had been outside the door, heard Yun Qingyan's words and immediately walked in and helped Yun Qingyan to the newly prepared residence.

After Mo Zijue watched Yun Qingyan leave, he glanced at the dark and dark forest not far away, then got up and walked slowly towards it.

...

One hour later.

"Ah! Come on! Protect your car, come and protect your car!" A shrill scream came out of the gorgeous tent in the center.

...

The next day, the morning sun had not yet risen, but only a faint red color appeared in the distant sky.

Mo Zijue stood quietly in front of Yun Qingyan's tent, looking at the sky in the distance, silently.

"Princess, please slow down."

Hearing the sound, Mo Zijue turned around and looked back.

Today she tied a simple flowing cloud bun, wore a hollowed-out silver hairpin, a light blue double-breasted gown on the upper body, and a beige cloak on the outside.

A very simple outfit that looks fresh and elegant.

When Yun Qingyan noticed Mo Zijue outside the tent, she turned her head slightly and looked at him with a faint smile, which made Mo Zijue hold his breath.

Her skin is fair and tender, her dark eyes are as clear as streams, and her red lips contrast with her skin, making her look more beautiful as a picture-like beauty.

A clever smile and a beautiful eye.

At this moment, he could only think of this sentence to describe her.

Yun Qingyan walked over and looked at Mo Zijue with clear eyes, "What did you do in the middle of the night last night?"

"I didn't do anything, just sleep in the room." Mo Zijue avoided Yun Qingyan's eyes and said.

"Is that so? What happened to Yun Yingtian last night? The miserable screaming sound can be heard in this remote tent." Yun Qingyan's eyes narrowed into slits, and she looked at Mo Zijue with a smile.

Lingyun was by Yun Qingyan's side and told Yun Qingyan what she knew in time, "Princess, I heard that there were countless snakes suddenly appearing on the emperor's bed last night. They were not big, but they were densely wrapped around him."

As he said that, Lingyun seemed to think of that scene and directly covered her mouth and giggled.

Soon, the eunuch Degong, who was close to the emperor, ran over with a small step and stood in front of Yun Qingyan.

"Princess, Your Majesty felt a cold last night and was unwell. I'm afraid the autumn hunting this year will not be held anymore. The old slave came to ask the princess not to return to the palace with the emperor."
Chapter completed!