famous concubine

Chapter 925 Bad news (16)
Mo Bai raised his eyes to look at her with a calm expression, "Xiaoyu, in fact, since the original culprit who spread the rumors is targeting my identity; then his purpose is clearly revealed; we don't need to pay attention to this kind of person."

Dongfangyu sighed, "Although rumors only stop at wise men, there are really very few people in this world who can be called wise men. We will not be able to determine his ultimate purpose unless we find him out; What other chess, this is too passive for us."

Mo Bai looked at her eyes stained with worry, and smiled slightly: "Actually, I have a simple and direct idea, to know the truth of these rumors."

Dongfang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, "You mean to ask the prince directly to prove the truth of these rumors?"

Mo Bai nodded, smiled and said nothing.

The girl looked up at him, and said slowly: "But it doesn't seem very good to treat him like this; if you ask, it means that you have doubted him in your heart; the balance in your heart is more inclined to believe the truth of rumors; You just ask him about the matter; that is also a disguised injury to him."

"Xiao Yu." Mo Bai looked at her, and said earnestly: "Have you ever thought that this may be true; if he is afraid of being hurt, he should stand up, like a father; but he has nothing Do; it's like never knowing these rumors existed."

Oriental is silent.

She knew that Mo Bai still cared in his heart; he cared that he had never felt any paternal love from Prince An since he was a child, and until now.

"Since you say that, it means that you have considered the consequences of doing so; no matter what, I will always stand by your side and support you."

Mo Bai looked at her indifferently, and in the flickering eyes, the mist could be vaguely seen.

"Xiaoyu, thank you."

That night, Prince An returned to the mansion very late.

And Mobai and Dongfangyu waited until the dead of night before quietly going to Ning Anxuan, the night was blurred, maybe after passing through the night, they peeled off the cover; the truth is not so joyful; but the truth is the truth; no matter how much Even the dense fog can't cover up its day when the clouds see the sun.

"Mo Bai, go in and meet him, I'll wait for you outside." Dongfang Yu stopped as she approached the study; on site.

Mo Bai also stopped, looked at her Zhuo Yue's face, stared deeply into her clear eyes, and said softly: "Alright, then you just wait here, I will come as soon as I go."

"You guys, come in together." Prince An's voice came over coldly.

Dongfang Yu was almost taken aback by the voice, she looked at Mo Bai, and then they left side by side.

It seems that Prince An knew they were coming here tonight; he also expected their purpose of coming here.

The study door opened, and Prince An looked out from inside.

Dongfang Yu looked up and saw the figure of Prince An becoming more and more blurred in the flickering lights.

His whole body seemed to be hidden in the darkness, making it even more impossible to see the expression on his face.

Seeing such a situation, Dongfang Yu felt uneasy for no reason.

Mo Bai clasped her fingers and walked in with her silently.

"You came here tonight to ask me about the rumors, right?" There was no nonsense, and there was no half-word politeness; Prince An closed the door and went straight to the topic.

Mo Bai looked into his dark eyes and nodded, "That's right, these days, rumors are like the ubiquitous air, polluting our hearing and hearing, and have seriously affected our lives; so, I want to know the truth. "

He paused for a moment, then suddenly increased his tone, and said, "I have the right to know the truth."

Prince An looked at him lightly, with a strange look in his eyes, and then said: "I can tell you the truth; but before that, you have to promise me one thing first."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"No matter what the truth is, you are still the eldest son of Prince An's Mansion."

Dongfang Yu's heart was shocked; Prince An's words undoubtedly told them indirectly that Mo Bai was really not his blood.

But how is this possible?

Why would he do this?
Mo Bai was silent for a long time, and didn't ask any more questions; he understood the matter in the Oriental language; he naturally heard the implication of Prince An's words in an instant.

"why?"

After a long time, Mo Bai finally couldn't help asking these three words, these three heavy and depressing words.

Prince An smiled faintly, the smile was shattered, and there was stillness in the pain; it seemed to be inexplicably unwilling.

Seeing such a strange smile, Dongfang Yu was stunned for a moment.

"You just need to remember; you are the eldest son of Prince An's Mansion, that's enough; as for other things, you will know when the time comes."

"Now." Prince An suddenly looked at Dongfang Yu, "Let's discuss the grand ceremony on the day of inheriting the throne."

Mo Bai frowned, obviously dissatisfied and unwilling, "Do you have to let me continue to be the son of Prince An's Mansion?"

Prince An was silent for a while, staring fixedly at Mo Bai's bewitching eyes, and slowly said: "Believe me, no matter what, I will not harm you; I let you be the heir of Prince An's mansion, so naturally I have my reasons."

"But at present, it seems that someone has begun to think about this position." Prince An glanced out the window; his voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself.

Mo Bai smiled softly, his voice was warm but indifferent, "Didn't there be people who were interested in this position as early as more than ten years ago?"

Prince An's face darkened, and he gave Mo Bai a strange look.

"Let's discuss the situation that may need to be dealt with on the day of the ceremony..."

Prince An's voice gradually lowered; Dongfang Yu's face also gradually became solemn under the flickering lights.

There are three nights before the grand ceremony, also in Prince An's Mansion.

In a secluded dark room in a corner.

There was no light in the dark room, only faint light squeezed in through the crack of the door.

There are two figures standing opposite each other.

On one of the figures, one can vaguely see that the clothes are luxurious and have a faint golden color.

The other one has a slender figure, and the clothes are soft, like a long skirt hanging down to the ground.

"Are you ready? You must know that the grand ceremony will be held in three days. If you can't produce enough evidence that day, I can't help you."

His voice is low, but the nobility and power between his brows are natural.

"According to your instructions, I've prepared it." The answer was a female voice; the voice was also very soft, but it sounded cowardly and soft. Listening to her voice, it seemed that she was very respectful to the man, faintly revealing. With an air of awe.

(End of this chapter)