The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 279 She is indeed Feng Yao's daughter...

Feng Jiayin said sourly: "Mo Li has no sympathy, although there are few people who bet, their status is the highest here.

Could the Regent be..."

Because the regent is in this courtyard, she didn't dare to say the rest, but everyone knew it well.

Chu Qian seemed to be stepped on a sore foot, and immediately denied: "How is it possible? The regent made the bet only because Mo Li is also a member of the Eastern Tang Kingdom. As the host, does the regent not support the Eastern Tang, but other countries?
Besides, the Regent is not a superficial person who only looks at the surface.Mo Li is just the daughter of a servant, and her biological mother is not the wife that Mo Shilang Mingmei is marrying, and she grew up in a valley. How can she be qualified for the position of princess regent? "

When Chu Qian opened her mouth, Feng Jiayin didn't dare to refute, but Zhen Jing was not afraid of anyone, she said slowly: "If you can't be a princess, Mo Li can also be a side concubine."

Chu Qian squeezed the silk handkerchief in her hand with an ugly expression, she would never allow Mo Li to be a side concubine.With Mo Li's appearance, if she enters the Prince Regent's Palace with her, it will pose a great threat to her.

She looked at the regent through the crowd, but found that the regent was looking at Mo Li who was concentrating on painting.Not only the regent, but even Prince Beiyue and Prince Nan Cangxiao also didn't look at the students from their own country, only Mo Li.

The Prince Beiyue and the Prince Regent are both young men, they were attracted by beauties and even talked about it, why is the filial prince who is over half a hundred years old so optimistic about Mo Li?

At this moment, Prince Xiao was holding a teacup, looking at Mo Li, who was serious about painting, with far-reaching eyes.When Princess Fengyao was alive, she loved calligraphy and painting very much, and she often did not even care about eating when she was painting.

Now Mo Li's undivided attention is as if Princess Fengyao is alive, and her demeanor is very similar to that of Fengyao back then.

He couldn't feel regret, heartache and loss in his heart, why would there be such a similar person in the world, bringing back the dusty memories in his heart?The past is vivid in my mind, but it is no longer the past, and people are no longer there...

With the passage of time, Mo Li has finished sketching the lines and started to color and color.A figure gradually took shape under her brush.

Officials are sitting on both sides of the playing field, and they only need to straighten their bodies to get an overview of the paintings.

"Didn't you say that Mo Li's painting is very ordinary? Although it hasn't been finished yet, it looks good. The rumors are wrong?"

"Speaking of this Mo Li, she is really a genius. She lost her mother when she was born, and was abandoned by the Mo family to fend for herself in the old house. She has to worry about her livelihood every day, but she can still be so beautiful and talented. stunning.

In the last competition of the three colleges, she was even better than the young ladies who were carefully trained in Beijing since she was a child.If he could be carefully trained in the Mo Mansion since he was a child, he still doesn't know how to become the best in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

Alas, it's a pity that she was only born in Mo's residence, and she has never been loved by Shilang Mo. "

"Maybe Mo Shilang is afraid of internal affairs. After all, Mo Li is not the biological daughter of the current Mrs. Mo."

The conversation between the two Eastern Tang officials immediately attracted Prince Xiao's attention.With a heart that had accepted the reality, he made waves again, trying to suppress the fluctuations in his heart, and seemed to be interested in asking: "Mo Li was born without a biological mother, and was abandoned in the old house?

Mo Shilang treated her so harshly, would Mo Li's grandfather's family let her go? "

Seeing that Prince Xiao was interested, the bored two officials spoke more vigorously: "With so many of us, no one has ever seen Mo Li's biological mother.

No one knew about her mother's life experience. For so many years, no one claimed to be Mo Li's grandfather. "

Prince Xiao raised expectations in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm, fearing that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.At his age, he couldn't bear to be overjoyed and sad. "That's strange, why does no one know about Mo Li's biological mother?"

The Eastern Tang official shook his head: "I heard that Mo Li's mother was already pregnant when Mo Changhai came to the capital to take up his post. It may be because she was pregnant, and no one had ever seen Mo Li's biological mother.

and……"

He lowered his voice and said, "Mo Li's biological mother and Mo Changhai have never paid homage to each other, so it's not justifiable. Mo Li was treated so harshly since she was a child, it may have something to do with it.

For so many years, no one in the capital knew of Mo Li's existence. It wasn't until Mo Shilang took Mo Li to Beijing a few months ago that everyone knew that Mo Shilang had a daughter. "

Prince Xiao's hands trembled faintly. He tried his best to stabilize his emotions and asked again: "Just now you said that Mo Li was abandoned in the old house and worried about making a living every day. Could it be that no one in Mo's house cares about her? There are always servants in the old house, right?" ?”

"The old lord doesn't know that Mo Shilang was originally from the mountain people, and later he passed the imperial examination and became an official, so he brought Mrs. Mo to the capital. Where is there anyone else in the old house?

Mo Li was raised by her biological mother's maid, and speaking of which, this maid was loyal. "

Prince Xiao suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked again: "What's the name of her maid?" At the beginning when Lord Wang brought back Feng Yao's body, the whereabouts of the two maids were never found.

The two officials of the Eastern Tang Dynasty felt a little strange why Prince Xiao was so concerned about the affairs of the Mo Mansion that he even asked about the name of a maid.However, it may be that Prince Xiao waited too long, was too bored, and likes to inquire about other people's private affairs, right?

"That maid seems to be called... what kind of ring, it is said that Mo Li's Guqin and dance are taught by that maid. What is it called... ah, I remembered, Xiuhuan. At that time, the servant said that this maid has such talent, Why don't you find someone to marry...

Old prince, what's the matter with you? "

Hearing Xiuhuan's name, Prince Xiao couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart anymore, his hands trembled visibly.Fengyao has two confidant maids, one of whom is named Xiuhuan.Could it be that Mo Li and Feng Yao are so similar, almost exactly what Feng Yao looked like when she was young, sure enough... sure enough...

"Old prince?"

Hearing the call, Prince Xiao secretly took a deep breath and tried his best to stabilize his emotions: "It's okay, it's an old problem. If you are too tired, your hands will shake, and you didn't sleep well last night."

The two breathed a sigh of relief: "The old prince pays attention to his health, why don't you tell the regent to go back to the Li Hotel to rest first?"

Prince Xiao smiled: "It's okay, it was just a moment ago, you see, your hands are no longer shaking. You have been waiting for such a long time, and the result is about to come out, it's not too late."

He looked at Mo Li, who was serious about painting again, and felt that the eyebrows and eyes looked more like Feng Yao's, just like Feng Yao's appearance when she was still there.Every frown and smile is so charming.

Unknowingly, the way he looked at Mo Li became softer and more kind.

Zhan Beiqing, as the host, sat at the top, noticed Prince Xiao's gaze, and subconsciously felt a little more inquiring...

"time up!"

Following the voice of the academician of the Imperial Academy, Mo Li finished the last stroke and put down the brush in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)