Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 551 The Emperor Passes Away

Who would have thought that when he turned around, he saw his own daughter-in-law walking in with her big belly, and hurriedly greeted her, and the handsome young master Feng turned into Su Suinian in an instant: "Didn't I tell you to stay at home and not go out? Why did you come here regardless, even though Feng's mansion is not far from Wang's mansion, but if you bump into each other along the way..."

"Feng Zhiyao, you talk more and more nonsense now, don't you find it annoying?" Wen Chisu gave him a sideways look.

Feng Zhiyao choked for a moment, and immediately said with a sneer: "Cough, what, I'm worried about you!"

"Chisu, are you here? I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now, and I didn't bother to say hello when I saw you at the door..." Nangong Qianmo said with an apologetic smile.

Wen Chisu glared at her angrily: "Okay, okay, I know you are precious, your little son! Show me quickly, how big have you grown since I haven't seen you in a few months?" As he spoke, he stretched his arms towards the child in her arms. shot.

Mo Zhinan's little bun didn't know why, first he grinned at Wen Chisu, and then buried his little head in his mother's arms the next moment, his hands tightly clutching Nangong Qianmo's skirt, The small appearance of "resolutely not following" made everyone dumbfounded when they saw it.

"Tsk tsk, I have a hunch that this kid will still pinch his father in the future!" Feng Zhiyao took his wife's waist and sighed gloatingly.

Mo Hen was immediately unhappy when he heard the words: "Young Master Feng, don't talk nonsense, our prince really loves the little prince!"

Feng Zhiyao glanced at him, his gaze flicked over a certain little bun, and he said coolly: "Are you talking nonsense, won't you find out when your lord comes back?"

"Cut!" Mohen snorted disapprovingly.My lord was very interested in the little prince back then, but Mr. Feng just can't eat grapes and think grapes are sour!

However, the facts quickly proved that Mr. Feng is indeed worthy of being a good buddy who grew up with His Royal Highness Xuan, and he is well versed in His Royal Highness's style of acting...

Seeing Liuyun Qiandai and the others also looked in disbelief, Feng Zhiyao couldn't help curling his lips. As for Mo Tingye's narrow-minded jealous vat, let alone people, even the male mosquitoes within a few miles of Nangong Qianmo He can't wait to throw them all out!At the beginning, he loved this kid because Lou Mo didn't wake up, but now Lou Mo and she are standing here, with that guy's temperament, there is no place for this kid at this moment!
But judging from the situation just now, this kid Mo Zhinan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, his eyeballs are rolling around, he is a monkey, hehe, this Prince Xuan's mansion is going to be lively in the future!

Thinking of this, the scene of a certain prince fighting wits and courage with his own son and having a headache immediately appeared in his mind. While Feng Zhiyao was gloating, he couldn't help but look at his wife's belly, and prayed silently in his heart: God bless, this one of mine will be sure. It must be a girl, if it is a boy, Mo Tingye's today will be his tomorrow...

"My lord is back!" Someone in the courtyard shouted first, and then a figure in a black-gold dark-pattern shirt strode in when the door curtain rang.

Mo Tingye was so busy in Qinzheng Hall that he was so busy until nightfall that he went out of the palace. When he returned to the mansion, Mo Zhinan's little bun was already full and fell asleep in his mother's arms.

"Mo'er, I..." Someone's words stopped abruptly the moment they saw the little bun in Nangong Qianmo's arms, and frowned, "Why is this brat here?" of jealousy.

"Shh, keep your voice down, Nan'er has been making a fuss all afternoon and just fell asleep." Nangong Qianmo was looking softly at the sleeping child in her arms, but didn't notice his tone. Before he could take off his shirt, he hurriedly asked, "Is the matter very difficult? Why did you come back at this time?"

Hearing her concern, Mo Tingye felt the sourness in his heart subside a little, kicked off his boots, went to sit beside her, put his head on her lap, and muffled: "Mo'er... "

"What's wrong?" Nangong Qianmo said softly.

Mo Tingye was silent for a long time, then pursed his lips and said, "I've probably made a mistake about one thing all this time..." If the concubine's entry into the palace was forced, then what he has done for so many years is not right for him? Too cruel?
Nangong Qianmo listened to the true ins and outs of the whole incident, gently raised his hand to smooth his frowning brows, and said softly: "He won't blame you. All along, guilt and regret have always been tightly wrapped around him, just like The vines weigh him down like a vine, and your resentment will make him feel better."

"Well, I understand what you said. I just feel a little uncomfortable seeing him like this." Mo Tingye's tone was a little low.

Nangong Qianmo knew that what he needed at the moment was not comfort, but companionship, so she didn't say anything, and just accompanied him quietly, her slender white hands gently combed his hair, and there was a stove burning in the room. Not long after bathing, a faint fragrance of bamboo medicine soaked into the heart and spleen, and after a while, the man slowly closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

The sound of clappers ringing in the middle of the night made this cold night even more cold and lonely. The cold wind was blowing, and the snow seemed to be falling more tightly.

"Boom—boom—boom—" Suddenly, a gloomy and solemn bell rang through the cold night, and Mo Tingye, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

Nangong Qianmo was also shocked, and counted silently in her heart, no more, no less, a total of 21!This is... a symbol of the death of the emperor!

Mo Tingye got up from the collapse in a jerk, straightened his clothes and was about to go out, his expression was unprecedentedly dignified, some things you know very well, but when they really happen, you will go out again. It's another story.

"Wait, I'll go with you!" Nangong Qianmo got up and hurriedly took the coat on the shelf beside him and put it on. At this moment, Liuyun Qiandai who heard the movement outside was already waiting outside the door, Nangong Qianmo ordered The two took good care of Xiao Shizi, while chasing Mo Tingye's figure out.

Inside the Zhengde Hall, the concubines and palace servants knelt down on the ground, their expressions were mournful, and they were all crying, their clothes were wet with tears, whether they were crying for the just passed away Emperor Dongyu or their own gloomy future .Outside the palace, there were also a group of courtiers who had just entered the palace kneeling. Unlike the concubines, it took a lot of effort for them to not only take into account the image of the emperor's close courtiers, but also express their deep sorrow and obsession.

Afterwards, the queen mother who heard the news came to sit in the town, and the scene did not get out of control, and it finally lasted until the arrival of King Xuan and his wife.

(End of this chapter)