"Oh, you're finally back?" As soon as Fu Huaiyu entered the room, he saw Mo Zilian leaning on a chair, looking at him with a smile.
He chuckled, "You're not slow at all. You're back so soon." Fu Huaiyu was obviously very familiar with him. He pulled him up from the chair and sat on it himself.
"Master, you are mistreating your subordinates." He turned over swiftly. His black clothes revealed a bit of coldness, but the man's face was still full of smiles.
The Ninth Prince Fu Huaiyu, who was sitting on the seat, glanced at him, reached out and picked up a cup of tea, put it to his lips and blew gently, then took a sip, "Oh? Really?"
He was very patient with Mo Zilian. After all, he grew up with him and was the only person with whom he could confide.
"Your Highness!" Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, came in from outside, and was stunned when he saw the two people. Then he saw Mo Zilian in black clothes and finally reacted. He took a step forward and bowed again to the person sitting on the seat.
He had seen this man before. He remembered that he was really surprised when he first saw him. Could there be a twin brother of the prince in this world? How could someone look so similar
Fu Huaiyu waved his hand, motioning him to continue.
"Your Highness, there is a maid outside the door looking for you. She said she needs your help with something urgent." Uncle Fu spoke with some embarrassment in his eyes. "The maid also said that she must ask Your Highness for help, otherwise she would bang her head against the door and die." At this point, even Uncle Fu himself felt a little ashamed. This girl is very naive. Could it be that she wants to threaten Your Highness because of this
But seeing the maid's serious look, he still felt a little reluctant, so he came in to report. However, it was not up to him to decide whether the prince would help or not.
"Oh, this maid is really brave." Fu Yuheng smiled softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "I don't have the time to be a philanthropist."
He stood up, lifted his robe, and turned around to take Mo Zilian to the study to discuss matters, but he suddenly seemed to remember something and turned around with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, "Did the maid tell me who her master is?"
Uncle Fu was stunned by this. Didn't the prince really want to help her? But he could only say, "No, but she said her name seemed to be Lianyun."
Sure enough, as soon as these two words came out, Fu Huaiyu started laughing. Even Mo Zilian on the side looked at him. Is there something wrong with this maid
"Forget it, go tell her that there is no need to worry. I will make her get what she wants." He closed the fan in his hand, and the smile in his eyes became more and more obvious.
He is a good servant who is willing to sacrifice his life for his master.
Uncle Fu was a little confused. Why did his master, who had just looked disdainful and scornful, suddenly change his mind? Could it be that he had changed his personality
But no matter how confused you are, you still have to do what your master has told you to do.
"Let's go to the study." He felt amused in his heart, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Mo Zilian followed behind him. He was his friend, guard, or rather, a substitute.
Since he was a child, he was an orphan beggar. When he was five years old, he met Fu Huaiyu. At that time, he didn't know what was good or bad, he only knew that he could give him food.
But Fu Huaiyu kept him for more than ten years. When he was thirteen years old, he had already mastered martial arts, but Fu Huaiyu was undoubtedly strict with him. For him, he was like a big rice bowl at that time, so he had been studying very seriously.
When he was fifteen, Fu Huaiyu gave him a human skin mask that looked exactly like Fu Huaiyu. He said that he would be his substitute from now on.
Since he was asked to be a stand-in, he did not refuse. He just spent a year imitating Fu Huaiyu's every move, including his expression, movements and even his voice.
Since then, he wore this mask almost every day, pretending to be another Ninth Prince.
"Was there something wrong with that maid just now?" Mo Zilian asked with a little doubt.
"Hehe, that maid is the one in the prison." The corner of his mouth raised and a smile appeared on his face.
As soon as these words came out, he understood, "No wonder." Standing aside, Mo Zilian thought in his heart, what is it about Shen Qingwan that is so attractive? Why does he care so much about her
"Master, what are your plans?" You have to know that what is involved at this moment might be more than just a little bit. If the emperor does not agree, it may be a very difficult thing to do.
But Fu Huaiyu smiled with care and said, "Of course, we should save her life. You know, such interesting people are rare." He has his own decision on the emperor's side, but he doesn't know whether the man in the prison will appreciate it.
"Have you dealt with the one from Jiangnan?" Fu Huaiyu said, and then spoke again indifferently. He was talking about the woman who played chess with Mo Zilian last time, Zhu Yan.
In fact, he had known about Zhu Yan's feelings for him for a long time, but since she would not ruin his plans, he didn't care even if she had any feelings for him. Besides, Mo Zilian was there to protect her.
"Master, please don't say that. Every time I see her, I want to hide from her eyes. Otherwise, the sorrow in them will probably swallow me up." Mo Zilian spoke helplessly, but in fact, it was not as serious as he said. He just wanted to tease Fu Huaiyu.
But Fu Huaiyu would never listen to him easily, and he already knew his temper. He rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, "You are getting bolder and bolder. Are you too idle recently? Do you want me to find something for you to do?" He spoke lightly, but the words he said made Mo Zilian shudder in his heart, and he quickly shook his hands.
"No, no, no, thanks. I still have things to do. Besides, if I leave, Yanyan will have nowhere to find me, right?" Mo Zilian felt discouraged. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise, who knows where he would be thrown again.
"Forget it. You go down first. I will go to the palace tomorrow. Remember to find time to deal with the matter of Jiangnan. By the way, go to Hu Youshan. It seems to be a bit chaotic over there. Remember to take off the mask and just say that you are my man. After all, my man is in the palace."
At this point, Mo Zilian understood. There was already a Ninth Prince in the palace. If there were any more outside, it would be exposed and it would be very difficult to explain.
With a chuckle, Mo Zilian didn't stay long. After all, although they had a good relationship, he was still his subordinate anyway.