Chapter 2137 Why Do You See It?

Chapter 558: How Do You See It?

Yan Cenxuan did not refuse, and immediately received an order to thank him.

Yan Moli stood aside and watched clearly, a deep murderous intent flashed in his eagle eyes.

What annoys Yan Moli even more is that Yan Cenxuan has now moved out of the palace, and a mansion has been erected outside the outer palace. The hidden chess pieces he had placed in Yan Cenxuan Palace in the past seemed to be noticed and replaced one by one. Now, The entire Thirteenth Prince's Mansion was already airtight, and he was thinking that it would be extremely difficult to do so.

As for Yan Beicheng and Yan Cenxuan, both put the overall situation first, abandoned the past, and met privately to discuss and discuss from time to time.

However, in order to deceive people and confuse Yan Moli, on the surface, Yan Beicheng saw that Yan Cenxuan was appreciated by Emperor Baorong, so he deliberately flattered him.

The affairs of the court were quickly relayed by Yan Beicheng to Mo Shanghua.

Yan Beicheng gently held Mo Shanghua's hand, and said: "Your past grievances have been cleared up now, and no one will be able to criticize you for these things in the future."

It is indeed gratifying to say this matter, Moshang Hua rarely showed a bit of relaxation on his face, and looked at Yan Beicheng with burning eyes, "I know you are also quietly contributing behind the scenes, thank you very much. Not only this matter, but also thank you for your support in the past In such a situation, you are willing to help me."

Yan Beicheng grinned a big smile, and looked at Moshanghua with gentle eyes, "You don't have to thank me, if it wasn't for what I did that day, how could I have married a wife like you?"

The corners of Mo Shanghua's lips curled up slightly, and she pinched Yan Beicheng's fair cheeks with a smile, and said, "Don't talk about this, has Your Majesty been familiar with Zhaoning recently? And you, the national teacher, have you entered the palace?" ?”

Yan Beicheng grabbed Moshanghua's plain hand and held it in his hand to play with, while saying seriously: "Emperor Baorong has suffered from a minor illness recently, and he is more and more eager for longevity. He wants me to make some medicine for longevity every day. He, who would rather know it than know why, can show him some magical and mysterious things, but he refuses to reveal anything about this matter, and Emperor Baorong has not summoned him for several days."

Mo Shanghua nodded slightly, with a complex look in his eyes, "This person is unpredictable. I have been thinking about it for many days, and now I suddenly feel that his purpose may not be in the court."

"Why do you see that?" Yan Beicheng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a low voice.

Mo Shanghua's face was calm, and she was silent for a while, before she said: "If his thoughts are really on the court, the current situation in the court will never be like this. With Yan Moli's personality, he will definitely try his best to control Ning Fuzhi Get up, use him to control Emperor Baorong, if that's the case, Ning Fuzhi will definitely try his best to win over Emperor Baorong, and you, the national teacher, may not be able to sit still at this moment."

Yan Beicheng's "National Master" is worse than being able to observe the sky, understand anecdotes and gossip, and refine medicines. Naturally, it is not as good as Ning's celestial arts, which are more eye-catching.

Emperor Baorong is now focused on pursuing the technique of longevity, so naturally both parties are unwilling to let it go, but they never think about it, Ning Fuzhi only shows his skills occasionally, and is unwilling to teach him the technique of longevity.

Yan Beicheng's mind is clear and sensitive, not inferior to Mo Shanghua, and he quickly figured out the reason, "I'm afraid the origin of this person is not simple. I sent people to the extreme north to inquire about it before, but they found nothing. Little is known about the matter, and even the location of the Wuxian clan has not been found."

"In your opinion, what is his purpose?" Yan Beicheng stopped playing with Moshanghua, his brows furrowed.