The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 229
Standing in the corridor, Mo Yan raised his hand to unfold the letter in his hand, looked at the familiar handwriting on it, crushed the letter to pieces without saying a word, then raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Tong Lin lowered his head and said: "On New Year's Eve, the fourth prince of Yan went to the palace and told the old prince about the imperial capital, including that the prince was sent to prison by His Majesty."

Mo Yan frowned imperceptibly, but still did not speak.

Tong Lin spoke again: "The old prince and the concubine already know about the prince's stay in the imperial capital."

Mo Yan's expression finally became turbulent, and he raised his eyes to look at him: "Mother Concubine also knows?"

"Yes."

Mo Yan frowned.

After thinking for a moment, he ordered: "I am writing a letter to my concubine, you send it back, and shut up if you don't need to talk about other things."

Tong Lin obviously understood his temperament, and was not surprised when he heard this, and replied respectfully: "Yes."

29 is the concubine's birthday. At this time, the letter can be delivered before the concubine's birthday. Although the prince can't go back, it is better to have a letter than none at all.

Mo Yan walked towards the study and said, "Chu Xuan ordered someone to bring some things over. You can go to Qin Shu later and take some of them back as a birthday gift from the king to the concubine mother."

Tong Lin naturally agreed without hesitation.

Every time I heard the prince say a long series of words in one breath, the content of the words must be related to the concubine, and everyone in Xuanwu Palace is used to it.

Mo Yan went into the study and wrote a letter to his mother.

After picking up something that could be said, Mo Yan dried the letter and sealed it, then handed it to Tong Lin: "You delivered it to the mother concubine yourself, how can you tell the concubine mother that you should not use my king's teaching?"

Tong Lin looked at his lord's expressionless face and said such rhetorical questions, his back twitched, and he bowed his head without hesitation and said: "My lord is fine, and my subordinates will tell the old lord and the concubine truthfully."

Mo Yan nodded.

Just at this time, a servant came to report: "Report to the lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Yan Kingdom, please see me."

Mo Yan raised his eyes: "You go back first."

Tong Lin answered yes respectfully, then turned and left.

Mo Yan said lightly, "Please invite him to the garden."

Although the owner of Xuanwu Palace in the imperial capital of Yan Kingdom is not there all the year round, it is well-maintained, but no matter how well-organized it is, the new year has just passed, winter has not completely passed, and the garden will never be a good place to entertain guests.

The cold wind blows, and the flowers and plants wither.

Mo Yan obviously didn't have any sincerity in hospitality, and of course, his lack of sincerity was also expected by Yan Xun.

After all, King Xuanwu had suffered so much and had nothing to do with Yan Guo. If Mo Yan could politely regard him as a guest of honor, he would have to worry about whether he had some conspiracy, so Yan Xun was mentally prepared.

But no matter how prepared he was, when facing the bare garden of the Xuanwu Palace, Yan Xun still couldn't hold back his calm and elegant image.

He wants to talk to Mo Yan in this kind of place where there is no wind and no beautiful scenery?
The look of astonishment disappeared in a flash, and Yan Xun gathered the fox fur on her body, feeling cold all over her body.

"Your lord likes to entertain guests in this kind of place?"

The young housekeeper of Xuanwu Palace said neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Highness, please forgive me, the prince has only recently moved to the palace, so many places in the palace have not been tidied up, so we can only make do with it. The place to entertain guests...has not been cleaned up yet. come out."

Yan Xun was speechless.

This kind of nonsense, how to coax a three-year-old child!

(End of this chapter)