Chapter 1962 Calling Her Current Name for the First Time
Chapter 383 Calling Her Current Name for the First Time
Yan Cenxuan looked at Moshanghua's back that was drifting away, and couldn't help murmuring softly, "Moshanghua..."
This was the first time he... called her by her current name.
...
"My lord..." Mo Ling, who had just received the news, couldn't help hesitating for a moment when he thought of what he had just heard, and he didn't answer Yan Beicheng's question just now.
Yan Beicheng seemed to have an ominous premonition in his heart, he gently closed his palms, and said expressionlessly: "I'll ask you again, where is the princess?"
Mo Ling still hesitated, and after a long while, he spoke slowly, "Wangfei...Wangfei just went to the place of His Highness Thirteen."
As soon as these words were blurted out, Mo Ling felt a sudden chill all over his body, as if he had suddenly arrived in an extremely cold place, icy cold.
Looking at Yan Beicheng, his expressionless face was covered with a layer of frost at this moment, and his eyes, like a bottomless abyss, could not be seen at a glance. At this moment, there was a hidden storm and then slowly engulfed him.
"Your Majesty, don't be angry. This matter may...not be what you imagined." Mo Ling immediately knelt down and comforted him in a low voice.
"Get out." Yan Beicheng didn't look back, Xiaobo's lips slowly squeezed out a word, and his voice was also just like being fished out of an ice hole, with a clammy chill.
Mo Ling looked at Yan Beicheng very worriedly, took a step forward slightly, then seemed to think of something, put his foot back and turned to go out.
When Yan Beicheng was alone in the room, he suddenly raised his tightly clenched fist and hammered it heavily on the sandalwood table in front of him. It shattered into countless pieces, scattered all over the ground.
However, the gloomy look in his eyes, which was so thick that it couldn't be melted away, didn't show any sign of getting rid of it.
...
"Leaving today?" Zhao Wei stood up excitedly upon hearing this, "His Royal Highness, I have just returned to Yuzhou, and you are not in good health. How can you go back like this? At least you have to stay for half a month."
Before Yan Cenxuan could open his mouth, he felt a tickle in his throat, hurriedly held his breath, suppressed the cough with great difficulty, and said: "I was just short of breath yesterday, it's not a serious problem, it's just that I'm not acclimatized The disease is quite serious, and the imperial doctor said that it is better to return to the city as soon as possible to recuperate."
Zhao Wei frowned, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Your Majesty entrusted you and me to perform our duties as supervisors before leaving. You must not forget."
Yan Cenxuan's eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged, and he said in a gentle voice: "You have been suppressing bandits for more than a month, and I have been in Yuzhou every day, and I have also gone to conscription. Why have I not fulfilled my duty?"
Zhao Wei choked, thought for a while, and said: "But His Highness spends most of his time recuperating in Prince Yu's Mansion, and has never even been to the barracks, so how can he be called an inspector?"
Yan Cenxuan's soft brows and eyes suddenly froze, and he became a little confused, "When did the father tell you that he would go to the emperor's barracks to check? Could it be that the father is still afraid of the emperor's self-respect..."
The original doubts in my heart were cleared up a lot at this moment, and I only felt a chill in my heart. Their royal father was too suspicious, even if he was suspicious, he could actually understand Yan Beicheng.
But the most important thing right now is that it may be difficult to get Zhao Wei to agree, it seems that this is the only way to go.
Thinking of this, his hand that was originally hidden in the sleeve tightened suddenly, and his bony fingers dexterously opened a pack of oil paper held in his palm, and scattered the powdery substance in it all over the sleeve.