Feng Gouqing, after abandoning, walk alone in the world

Chapter 198 Come back soon, Xiaoyueyue
Nanyu Town, Shaking Gold Gambling House.

Wan Yanlin had a gentle smile on his face, but there was a hint of complacency in his eyes. After planning for so many years, he finally waited for this day.

However, this smugness disappeared in just an instant, Wan Yanlin made a gesture of invitation, looked at the old minister sitting opposite him, and signaled him to drink tea.

Han Zezhong was the prime minister of Wan Yanlin's father when he was in power. After the regent came to power, he was dissatisfied with him sending the prince to other countries as hostages.

He himself is loyal to Hengyuan Kingdom, and many disciples hold important positions in the court. His words can definitely affect the court situation, and even the regent has always been patient.

The current Wanyan Zhen's foundation is not stable, and he respects Han Zezhong even more, and has the meaning of asking him to return to the official position.

However, Han Zezhong feels that Wanyanzhen's heart is not enough to be an emperor, and in the past few years, there have been years of famines, but Wanyanzhen has been extravagant, causing the people to live in poverty, and the people are even more rebels. Han Zezhong is inevitably worried about the future of Hengyuan Kingdom. 'When I learned of Wan Yanlin's whereabouts, I personally invited him to return to the country to inherit the throne.

"Seventh Prince, even though I have retired, I never forget the Supreme Emperor's kindness to me, and I never forget that I am a member of Hengyuan Kingdom. There is an old saying: When the country is in trouble, everyone is responsible. The Seventh Prince is He is the only direct prince of Hengyuan Kingdom, and now it is the time when the country is in crisis, so please invite the Seventh Prince to return to the country to sit in the city, save the people from the dire straits, and try our best to save the decline of Hengyuan Kingdom." Han Zezhong stood up, clapping his hands tremblingly.

"Mr. Han was the minister of the humerus when my father was in power. It's a pity that I am just a merchant now. The news of the death of the seventh prince of Hengyuan Kingdom has long been known throughout the country. How can the world believe that the truth is true when Mr. Han came to invite me back?" ?And the new emperor is still in power, even if my true identity is recognized, I will still be embarrassed, how can I get the new emperor to accept me and allow me to save the country and the people, Mr. Han thinks?" Wan Yanlin's voice was faint, as if there was nothing Grief, and no resentment.

Knowing that it would not be so easy, Han Zezhong asked Wan Yanlin to go back. He lifted up his clothes and knelt on the ground. The gray-haired man straightened his back as much as possible at this moment, and performed the salute to show his respect for Wan Yanlin.

"Mr. Han, get up quickly. Even in front of the father, Mr. Han doesn't have to give such a great gift. How can I deserve it?" Wan Yanlin's eyes flashed, but after receiving the gift, he walked quickly to Han Zezhong , raised his arm.

However, Han Zezhong insisted on kneeling to speak, and Wan Yanlin couldn't use his internal force to avoid breaking Han Zezhong's arm. He couldn't lift him up with one hand, so he could only sigh helplessly and stand slightly sideways.

"Don't worry, the Seventh Prince, as long as the Seventh Prince returns to the country with the old man, other matters will be arranged by the old ministers for the Seventh Prince. Presumably the Supreme Emperor also hopes that the Seventh Prince will inherit the throne, and the monarch should have capable sages to live there. Only the Seventh Prince is the most suitable." Han Zezhong still knelt on the ground, with an unquestionable affirmation on his face full of vicissitudes.

Wan Yanlin shook his right arm with a wry smile, and pulled up his sleeve with his left hand, revealing the scar on his wrist, and said shyly: "To tell the truth, Mr. Han, I also wanted to fight for that position in the past, even if it was for my father, the queen, and the queen." Do your best. But now..."

"The seventh prince's hand!?" Han Zezhong looked at Wan Yanlin in astonishment, but he didn't know about his right hand being disabled.

"It's abolished." Wan Yanlin said lightly, then put down his sleeves, supported Han Zezhong to stand up with one hand, and said helplessly: "Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for emperors to behave badly. I can live to contribute to Hengyuan Kingdom." All I have done is to do my duty as a prince. I believe that my father and mother will understand my difficulties. I also ask Mr. Han to place his expectations on me again and let me continue to be my white son. Only when no one knows my whereabouts can I live in peace and security for the rest of my life."

After finishing speaking, Wan Yanlin turned around and took the seat at the top, while Han Zezhong looked at Wan Yanlin with a complex expression, and didn't speak for a long time, until Wan Yanlin drank nearly a cup of tea, watching him still move gracefully with his left hand Uninhibited, but his right hand was slumped down by his side, and Han Zezhong woke up from his regret.

Eyelids drooping, Han Zezhong didn't continue to persuade Wan Yanlin to return to the country to inherit the Datong, but his mind changed in an instant.

Glancing at Han Zezhong from the corner of the eye, Wanyanlin's face remained unchanged, but a look of sarcasm appeared in his eyes. Wanyanlin's existence has never been a substitute, so what if his right hand is not good enough?He will get what he wants, including the position above the tens of millions.

After Yan Lin put down the teacup, Han Zezhong knew that he meant to see off the guests, so he got up and said, "I am bothering you, please reconsider what I just said, the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager must all hope that the Seventh Prince can go back."

"As long as I'm still alive, father and mother will be safe and sound. This is the greatest filial piety of a son of man, and I ask Mr. Han to fulfill it." Wan Yanlin got up, bowed his head slightly and said.

As a junior, to make such a humble request, even if Han Zezhong wanted to say something, he could only sigh. The matter of asking Wan Yanlin to return to the country to seize the throne seems to be a long-term plan.

Before leaving, Han Zezhong took a deep look at Wan Yanlin's right hand, and then bowed to say goodbye.

After Han Zezhong left, the smile on Wan Yanlin's face gradually disappeared. His left hand was clenched into a fist angrily, but his right hand was slowly raised. Although the five fingers could move slightly, they were still not much different from the disabled. Restoring it to its original integrity is nearly impossible.

But it is almost, as long as there is that prescription...

Thinking of this, Wan Yanlin raised the corners of his lips again, and looked at the back of Han Zezhong leaving with a half-smile. It is much easier to have these people come forward, and he can also wait here for Su Mianyue's return without worrying about it too early. Go to the muddy waters of Hengyuan Kingdom.

"Let's be chaotic, the more chaotic you are, the more you will feel that my existence, Wan Yanlin, is indispensable. Only then will more people be willing to submit to me, and more great achievements that belong to me will be recorded in the history books." With difficulty, he opened his right hand. Covering the cup was just a simple movement, but beads of sweat were dripping from Wanyanlin's forehead, and the pain made Wanyanlin's smile deepen.

After refilling a cup of tea, Wan Yanlin took a few sips, then looked down at his trembling right hand, with joy in his eyes, looking forward to how surprised Su Mianyue would be when he saw the results of his rehabilitation through gritted teeth.

"Xiao Yueyue, you said that people are born to create miracles, so come back quickly so that you can see my miracles." The corners of her lips raised slightly, thinking about the person she missed.

On the official road near Nanyu Town, Su Mianyue, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but sneezed, rubbed her itchy nose, and wrinkled her nose as she looked at the half-finished men's clothing that was hard to see in her hand.

"Miss, are you sure the third young master can really wear this dress?" Bi Wu rested her chin on her hands, watching Su Mianyue make the outer shirt boredly.

Along the way, Su Mianyue managed to sew seven or eight points of this black bamboo gown. The price was Su Mianyue's jade-white ten fingers leaving riddled with needle holes, but the gown was still intact. It's so ugly that it can't be seen, Biwu really can't imagine how it will damage Su Yu's image after wearing it.

But remembering that Su Yu has never seen Su Mianyue's painstaking work, I feel a little hopeful in my heart, but don't hope that the greater the disappointment, the greater the disappointment, otherwise Su Yu's expression must be very exciting.

Glancing at Bi Wu who was making fun of herself, Su Mianyue snorted, "Your heroine may not be better than me, it's not just fifty steps and a hundred steps, she can wear clothes sewn by my heroine Su Mianyue herself , is A Yu's blessing, he should be happy."

Along the way, Su Mianyue and the others did not encounter too many twists and turns and left the country of Yan due to Su Yu's manpower spending a lot of means. Some people who were unwilling to support Yun Wansheng as emperor opened the door for them.

Of course, Su Yu is the only person in the world who can make human skin masks. As for Su Mianyue's level, it's better not to mention it. The masks she made are only waiting to deceive those who don't know much. Man, I really can't do it.

Biwu stuck out her tongue playfully, thinking to herself that she didn't need such a blessing, so she leaned against the car wall and took a nap, letting Su Mianyue continue to struggle with that embroidery needle.

(End of this chapter)