"Young Master, you are back!" The little servant smiled flatteringly as he looked at the young master who entered the mansion. Even if the son is the only son of the master, and he is also the first son of the Shang Kingdom, but the son rarely lives in the mansion, many times he can't see the son and can't investigate where the son rests on weekdays.
"Is your father in the mansion?" Huan Moche asked with a smile. At this time, he was dressed in blue, with clear facial features and a handsome figure. In particular, his smile had a sunny and warm taste, and the whole person felt gentle. Junya, comfortable and natural, but if you look closely, you will see that the eyes of those peach blossoms are full of coldness and irony.
Looking at such an excellent son, the servant's intention to please is very obvious, "Master Zuo Xiang hasn't returned to the mansion, do you need to send someone to invite Master Zuo Xiang to return to the manor?"
No one in the capital is unaware of Young Master Huan's reputation, even if he does not participate in the court, he can enter the court, and if Young Master Huan is willing to enter the court, no one will doubt that Young Master Hu's official position will definitely be of the first grade.
"No need!" After saying that, Huan Moche walked to his own courtyard in Zuohezhong, looking at this courtyard that he had hardly lived in since he grew up, Huan Moche's peach blossom eyes were filled with deep coldness and hatred meaning.
Sitting in his room, Huan Moche looked tiredly at the scenery outside. Because there was something to do this time, he left the capital and deliberately cut off the connection between himself and the prince, in order to let himself calm down and think about the future. However, it had been a long time since he received the news that the prince had been assassinated. The prince was also safe and sound. At that time, Huan Moche felt that it was a big mistake to leave the capital.
This time, he went back to the house just to solve the things that he had prepared for a long time. Originally, he was going to put this matter in the future, but now seeing that the prince needs power and he needs the prince to face up to himself and himself, then he can't. Drifting like he used to, he needs to be the prince's minion in Shang Kingdom.
"Master, Mrs. Xiang is here!" A man wearing a blue robe stood outside the room and bowed. He is Huan Moche's subordinate, Huan Lun. When he was very young, he was brought back by a beggar and taught by the son. He became a subordinate of the son. Huan Lun was only twenty years old, but he was a rare right-hand man.
Huan Moche sneered, "Is this old thing still alive?" He hadn't returned to the mansion for so many years, and he hadn't seen this old lady for many years. Oh, I didn't expect that it was still lingering.
"Yes, although Mrs. Xiangye is not in good health, she is still alive and well!" Huan Lun followed suit. He didn't like this Xiangfu at all, and the so-called family members of these sons made Huan Lun feel disgusted. It's not that the son didn't order him to deal with this Mrs. Xiang's long ago.
Huan Moche touched the folding fan in his hand for a while, then said with a smile, "Invite Mrs. Xiangye in!" Some things should come to an end. In the past, he may have felt that it was a long time and could play slowly. To torture, but now I have a true belief in life.
When Huan Lun brought a bejeweled woman dressed in a ginger-red ruffled skirt into the courtyard, Huan Moche smiled and looked at the person who came. It's been a long time since I hadn't seen this lady who was so haggard, no matter how thick the rouge could hide it. Despite her pale face and her already aging face, even those eyes were not as domineering as they used to be.
"Master Huan!" The prime minister's wife felt a pain in her heart when she looked at the man who was sitting there, unable to hide his beauty. If her two sons were still alive, they would be so old, and they would definitely be admired by everyone. Honorable son, but now there is only one child in this huge Xiangfu, so no matter how much Xiangye doesn't like this son, he still carefully cultivates it.
Huan Moche didn't get up, just looked at the Prime Minister's wife with a smile, "Long time no see, how are you?"
Mrs. Prime Minister's face was a little embarrassed, but she still sat down, "You should call Mrs. Ben as your mother, why have you become unfamiliar after not seeing him for a few years?" As she said that, Mrs. Prime Minister forced out a loving smile.
"Mother?" The smile on the corner of Huan Moche's mouth became a bit more gentle, "If my son remembers correctly, my son's mother was beaten to death as early as when this son was six years old. Crawled out of that grave?"
"You!" Mrs. Prime Minister pointed at Huan Moche, "This lady is looking at Master Xiang's face to give you a good face, no matter how powerful you are, you can only think of the son of the Prime Minister's mansion, if you are like this again, this lady will let Master Xiang treat you. Drive you out of the Xiangfu!"
Seeing Huan Moche still smiling, the prime minister's wife felt a little drum in her heart, and withdrew her finger, "You are the only son of the prime minister's mansion, if you are sensible, this lady will treat you as her own child, and will let you inherit the prime minister's mansion in the future. !"
It's a bit ridiculous to see such a unaware of the danger of the Prime Minister's wife. If the son wanted to take the prime minister's house, the son would just disdain it, but an old woman dared to point fingers at the son, and it really was enough.
"Madam Xiangye is afraid that she doesn't want my son to inherit the Xiangfu mansion, it's just a pity!" Huan Moche looked at the folding fan in his hand, "It's a pity that Madam Xiangye's two sons died early, and the others in the Xiangye mansion The child of Mrs. Xiang has long been removed by Mrs. Xiang, and now there is only one man left, Mrs. Xiang is so anxious to jump off the wall?"
"Huan Moche!" The Prime Minister's wife stood up in a hurry. "Don't think that I dare not do anything to you. If you don't know any more, don't blame me for not being able to tolerate you!" If it wasn't for Xiangye's infertility now, how could she have come to look for this child she despised.
"Mrs. Xiangye is this angry?" Huan Moche's smile became more tender, "I still remember the two children of Mrs. Xiangye, they were very cute, but unfortunately, when he died, he looked very frightened! "
The Prime Minister's wife suddenly rushed to Huan Moche's side, but she was pushed away by the fantasy theory. The Prime Minister's wife roared angrily, "How do you know? How do you know? Is it you? Is it you?"
The Prime Minister's wife used to have two sons. These two sons were her favorites and the lawless lawless. However, when the two children went out to play in the house, they were robbed by bandits and wanted to redeem them with money. The two children after the silver had been killed and died in a ruined temple. At that time, Huan Moche was only six years old, and he had not yet entered the mansion, so the Prime Minister's wife could not believe that it was done by a six-year-old child.
"Mrs. Xiangye only thought of my son now?" Huan Moche laughed, "I don't know if Mrs. Xiang still remembers how to find someone to kill this son's mother? It's just a pity, I only killed my mother but not my mother. Kill this son too!"
"So you already know!" The Prime Minister's wife was a little scared. At first, she asked someone to kill the Prime Minister's former wife and child, but the person who went to assassinate only killed the woman and the child disappeared. Later, her two The son died tragically, and this Huan Moche also appeared in the eyes of the prime minister and was brought back to the mansion, becoming the real son-in-law of the prime minister's mansion.
Mrs. Prime Minister thought about how old Huan Moche was when she was so scary and so herself... Thinking about Mrs. Prime Minister, she wanted to run out of this courtyard. She was going to tell Master Xiang to tell him about Huan Moche's wolf ambitions. She wanted to protect herself revenge of the son.
But before the prime minister's wife ran out of the courtyard, she was kicked to the ground by the fantasy. The prime minister's wife, who had been pampered for so many years, was suddenly knocked to the ground by such a kick, but at this moment, Huan Moche's voice was It made her feel hopeless.
"I seem to have forgotten to tell Mrs. Xiang's wife. A few years ago, Mr. Xiang gave Mr. Xiang a little poison. It seems that the poison is almost the same. I am afraid that Mrs. Xiang will not live long!" Huan Moche said That is an innocent.
At this time, the prime minister's wife remembered that her health had been getting worse and worse since this phantom Moche entered the mansion. She had asked many doctors and said it was fine. She always thought it was her heart disease caused by the death of her two sons, but this Only after she knew the truth did the prime minister's wife know how terrifying this phantom Moche was.
"Let me go!" said Mrs. Prime Minister fearfully, "I will never trouble you again! I will not say a word of what you have done, and I will not seek revenge for you! As long as you let go! I, I will let Xiangye treat you well in the future!"
"Let you go? I don't even know that Mrs. Xiang's wife is so naive!" Huan Moche looked at the Mrs. Prime Minister kneeling there with a trace of hatred in his eyes, "I have exhausted your patience for the pain you have suffered for so many years. Come on! Fantasy, find a good place to send Mrs. Xiangye on the road!"
Huan Lun nodded, clapped his hands, and came out. Several subordinates saluted Huan Moche, and then tapped Mrs. Prime Minister's dumb hole and took away Mrs. Prime Minister. As for where Huan Moche was taken, he didn't care at all, but after a few days, Prime Minister Zuo The matter of the mansion's Mrs. Xiangye's death in the mass graves was still widely circulated in the capital.
"Master, Master Xiang is back!" Huan Lun stood in front of Huan Moche and said, but when Huan Moche was about to find the Lord Zuo Xiang, Huan Lun's voice came, "Young Master, Master Xiang invited him today. The prince came to the mansion, and now he is entertaining the prince in the hall!"
Huan Lun has been with Huan Moche for many years. He knows that the son is really gentle on the surface, but in fact he is more ruthless in his heart, but it is different for this prince and son, even if they are not in the capital, they often accept him. He followed the news of the capital, and all the news was about the prince. When he learned that the prince was assassinated, he saw that the prince made a lot of fire. What kind of mind does such a prince have for the prince.
Huan Moche was a little stunned. When he came back today, he was looking for the prime minister for a showdown, but now the prince is also so what should he do? He didn't want the prince to see his cold side, but he wanted the prince to see his true side.