The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

The streets of Nanyue City are long and small alleys, with no lights, no one watching, only the scent of chrysanthemums filling the sky, and nothing else.

Suddenly, there was a slow sound of horseshoes at the end of the long alley. On top of the horse, a man with a black gown and a handsome face stepped on the tall horse. The horse's steps were slow and slow, showing the master's The mood at the moment is careless.

However, at the end of the long bluestone road, a luxurious carriage was parked in the middle of the road. Standing beside the carriage was a stunning woman in a royal blue dress. She smiled at him, as if waiting for him.

Yi Qingfeng's heart was suffocated suddenly, he tightened his saddle, and ran quickly towards Mo Zhuyue's side. When he was close to Mo Zhuyue's side, he jumped off the horse neatly, his movements were graceful.

"Yue'er, why are you here?"

Mo Zhuyue smiled slightly, leaning lazily on the side of the carriage, her charming smile said: "I'm waiting for you."

"wait for me?"

Mo Zhuyue moved her body, stood in front of Yi Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "It's been good recently, why didn't Qingxue and Qingping come today?"

Yi Qingfeng felt flattered that Mo Zhuyue could ask him about his recent situation, and he was a little at a loss.

"I'm fine. Qingping is not feeling well today. Qingxue stayed with her, so I didn't come. Our family has a lot of things recently."

Mo Zhuyue nodded, indicating that she had arrived. Yirou's fall from favor was a huge shadow of the Yi family. However, they would have a bigger shadow staring at them. Mo Zhuyue put away the smile on her face , said to Yiqingfeng righteously: "Qingfeng, do you believe what I say?"

Yi Qingfeng looked at Mo Zhuyue in confusion, it seemed that Mo Zhuyue had something serious to tell him?

"Yue'er, what do you want to say?"

Mo Zhuyue stepped forward and patted Yi Qingfeng's shoulder, but whispered something in Yi Qingfeng's ear for a while, Yi Qingfeng's face was unpredictable, as if he couldn't believe it.

After Mo Zhuyue finished speaking, she looked at Yi Qingfeng's reaction.

Yi Qingfeng looked at Mo Zhuyue, opened his mouth, and said in surprise: "Yue'er, this is impossible, you can't talk nonsense."

Mo Zhuyue pouted: "Think about it for yourself, why Yirou had a miscarriage, if Yirou had a miscarriage, the king should comfort her, by her side, do you remember how the king was when Concubine Shu had a miscarriage? Doting on her, why Yirou had a miscarriage and the king started to alienate her? This is actually not unfounded. You are a smart person. If you think about it carefully, you will know the pros and cons. If you don’t want your family to perish or bear the big Disaster, you just do as I say, if you don't believe what I said today, then today it will be treated as two friends talking about an absurd topic, which has nothing to do with other things."

Mo Zhuyue knew that Yiqingfeng's family didn't get involved in officialdom, so they thought they could be alone, but they didn't know that their family had the money that everyone envied, and it happened to be tricked by Long Ming, who had an empty treasury .

Sacrificing Yijia's family can give him the whole world, so why not do it?

Poor Yijia is just one of the thousands of stepping stones on the road of Long Ming's struggle for world hegemony.

Yi Qingfeng looked at Mo Zhuyue and fell into deep thought, as if thinking about what Mo Zhuyue said.