Chapter 1817 I'm afraid...it's Difficult to Control

Chapter 238 I'm afraid...it's hard to control

Yan Moli's eyes darkened slightly, but he said as if he had no intention of saying: "I remember that you used to be in good health, and I haven't seen that there are often imperial physicians in the prime minister's residence."

Mo Shanghua raised her hand and pressed the center of her eyebrows, responding calmly, "When I was married to Yuzhou, I walked on the road for more than a month, and the road was bumpy. This old disease fell from that time. I'm afraid there is no one here. Three or two years is not enough."

"How could it be so serious?" Yan Moli raised his brows slightly, showing surprise.

Mo Shanghua's face was pale, and there was no sign of depression due to illness, "The days ahead are still long, so don't worry about it even in three or two years."

After a pause, a smear of ink flashed across her quiet and calm eyes, and she raised her eyes to look directly at Yan Moli, "Your Highness said, is it true?"

Yan Moli's deep eyes inevitably met Shangmo Shanghua's eyes, and the black color in the eyes gradually became darker, "What Princess Yu said is naturally true."

The eyes of the two are filled with black ink, but their faces are just calm and calm. It seems that there is no smoke, but in fact they have fought tens of thousands of times. One move is equivalent to sending their own weaknesses to each other. hand.

Unfortunately, now it seems that the outcome of this confrontation is still uncertain.

However, after the confrontation between the two, the air has stagnated uncontrollably, and it seems that invisible gunpowder smoke is gradually filling the air.

"Your Highness said that you must be thirsty after talking with the princess for so long. Why don't you drink some tea? This tea was specially purchased by the prince. It is the most fashionable in the imperial city. Why don't you try it?"

Yan Moli took the celadon teacup, lowered his head and caressed the foam of the tea leaves, and casually said, "I never thought that the news from Yuzhou would spread so fast, even the tea that is popular in the capital can be known."

Seemingly unintentional words actually mean something.

After all, if Yan Beicheng, who has always been a good-for-nothing, can inquire about everything fashionable in Huangcheng so clearly and quickly, it can be seen whether he is really stupid or not.

The moment his words fell, Qin Ya's face turned pale, and she turned to look at Moshanghua for help.

Moshang Hua also picked up the teacup in a calm manner, and tapped the celadon pattern on the teacup with her fingertips, "Qin Ya is wrong, the journey from Yuzhou to the imperial city will take more than a month. It will take nearly two months to wait for such fashionable tea and other things to be passed on. I am afraid that it has long been out of fashion in the imperial city. Therefore, this can only be regarded as fashionable in the imperial city a few months ago. I wonder if His Highness is still used to drinking?"

Qin Ya let go of the hand that was gripping the corner of her clothes nervously, and said with her eyes closed, "It's the servant who didn't think carefully, and actually forgot this layer. Your Highness laughed at me."

"Those who don't know are not guilty." Seeing that Mo Shanghua easily resolved it, the expression in Yan Moli's eyes turned slightly, and he lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in his cup.

He frowned just after entering the tea, and took the teacup away from his face, "I live in the vicinity of Yuzhou, so I'm not used to drinking this tea, but the Han top that is popular in Yuzhou is pretty good."

Qin Ya is also a shrewd person, immediately understood Yan Moli's implication, quickly took the teacup, and promised: "Since Your Highness likes the tea, I will change it now."

Seeing this, Mo Shanghua's eyes fell on Qin Lin who was still standing aside, and she winked silently at him.

Qin Lin came over knowingly, and then quietly retreated.

Originally, there were only Qin Lin and Qin Ya serving in the house, but now they both retreated, only Mo Shanghua and Yan Moli were left in the house.

Mo Shanghua drank the tea in the cup in a leisurely manner, and when her thirst was relieved, she said, "Now there are only you and me left, what do you want to say, Your Highness?"

"My concubine's mind seems to be much smarter than before, as if she's a different person." Yan Moli looked around Mo Shanghua's cheeks, and finally fixed on her eyes.

Mo Shanghua didn't even look at him, but she didn't dodge too much, she was very generous and decent, "If His Highness has experienced the same thing, I'm afraid it won't be the same, if not, His Highness wouldn't be sitting here now , talked to me like that."

Yan Moli's gaze unconsciously fixed on Mo Shanghua's delicate and beautiful cheeks, only to feel that when she said this, her expression was flat, and even her eyes didn't change much, as if she had long been relieved of the past and didn't care.

Mentioning such a tragic past can be so peaceful, it seems like you have really experienced the vicissitudes of life, and you can see through the mundane world. When the time is right, it will wait for the opportunity to take people's lives.

Today's Moshang Hua, in his opinion, looks more like the latter.

I'm afraid...it's difficult to control.

It's just that the more difficult it is to control, the more he wants to see her bottom.

Thinking of this, Yan Moli suppressed the ink that was surging in his eyes, a gentle smile curled up on his lips, and said: "I heard from the palace that the emperor has always loved the beautiful concubine in the mansion, and yesterday he was called away because the beautiful concubine was sick. I killed all the doctors, and stayed in front of the bed all night, so that the princess was in a hurry and there was no one to treat her."

Mo Shanghua didn't move his eyebrows, and replied calmly: "I'm afraid everyone in the mansion knows about this matter, but they never thought about it. His Highness is also a person who likes to listen to people gossip."

Being ridiculed like this, Yan Moli didn't show any anger on his face, "Princess, do you still remember what I told you earlier?"

"Before?" Mo Shanghua narrowed his eyes and recalled carefully for a moment, then nodded slightly, "I remember."

What he said should be what he talked with her when he arrived at the palace that day, but those words were full of provocative intentions, obviously wanting her to be used by him.

Yan Mo looked at Moshanghua with stern eyes, and uttered the words lightly with thin lips, as if what he said was just an ordinary matter, "Now the emperor loves Nan Ji so much, and most people in the palace are inclined to Nan Ji's side, if What I said that day came true, I am afraid that Nan Ji will be the best candidate for the princess after this, you, can you believe it?"

Mo Shanghua seemed to listen carefully for a while, but her face was not touched at all, she just said indifferently: "Nan Ji was born in prostitution."

Qin Ya had already told her about Nanhe's identity and background. On the surface, she was just a prostitute. If she really wanted to be a princess, the emperor would not be able to pass it.

"The concubine must have forgotten that my imperial brother has already stripped her of her status as a prostitute. She is now an innocent woman." Yan Moli smiled disapprovingly, "In this way, as long as the imperial brother wants to , I'm afraid that even the emperor can't add more beaks."

Mo Shanghua didn't say anything, she just stared at Yan Moli quietly, as if she was speechless.

Seeing this, Yan Moli was not in a hurry to be happy, and continued on his own: "You don't need to tell me what kind of life you will live in Yuzhou without the position of princess. It's better than that. But, if you want to, if you want to sit firmly in your position, it's not difficult to get there."