Chapter 737 Her love is so embarrassing

The two little men in Song Yanxi's mind appeared at the same time.

One said: "You did a great job. As a human being, standing between heaven and earth, you should shoulder your own responsibilities.

As a member of the royal family, he has enjoyed the worship of the people since he was young, and he should make sacrifices for his people."

Another said: "He is a prince, but he condescended to stay in such a bitter and cold place like a border town for ten years. How much blood and sweat did he shed?

If there really is any offering, it is enjoyed by those who live a life of luxury in Beijing. What does it have to do with him?

Even if it means he has food and clothing, he has protected the people of Da'an for so many years, and he should have been repaid long ago!"

In the end, that voice almost screamed at Song Yanxi, "Do you have a heart? Don't you feel sorry for him?"

The two voices suddenly merged into one.

One advised her to put the overall situation first, saying that since ancient times, children's personal feelings have never been more important than the interests of the family and the country.

Another one called her cold-blooded, saying that even if Mo Jinchuan fell in love with a piece of wood, he shouldn't have liked her for so many years.

Song Yanxi couldn't help but ask herself in her heart.

Did she really feel sorry for Mo Jinchuan?

Of course there is.

But she carried too many secrets and was always worried. She had never treated him the way he treated her, by digging out her whole heart and handing it to him.

But she was sure that she liked him.

It's not a momentary thought, but the joy of being happy as soon as I see him, and being willing to spend my life with him and only with him.

Even if she might have to leave him in the future, she would only be his wife in this life and would not marry anyone else.

Song Yanxi was overwhelmed with thoughts for a moment. When she came to her senses, she realized that Mo Jinchuan had not spoken a word, but was just looking at her solemnly.

Even the blind man could see that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.

Their eyes met, and Mo Jinchuan spoke.

He asked, "Xi'er, why do you think I'm selfless enough to sacrifice my own family for the sake of the greater good?"

Before Song Yanxi could speak, he smiled coldly and said, "I have always been selfish and cold, and never the brave and fearless hero you described."

Song Yanxi frowned, "Why do you think so little of yourself, Your Majesty?"

Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened. "If I were to be more generous, I would be left alone. Why should I do that?"

Meeting his mocking eyes, Song Yanxi was speechless for a moment.

Just as she was thinking about how to have the best of both worlds, she saw the person in front of her suddenly stand up and grab her wrist.

There was more surprise in Song Yanxi's eyes.

The next moment, Mo Jinchuan pulled her up and walked out.

She hurriedly asked, "What is your Majesty doing?"

Mo Jinchuan said without even turning his head: "Elope!"

As he spoke, he had already stepped out of the door.

Realizing something, Song Yanxi quickly grabbed the door and urged, "Your Highness, please calm down. Let's talk slowly."

"Calm down?" Mo Jinchuan sneered, "If you keep calm, you won't even know when you'll be gone.

Rather than trouble you to arrange a place for us to stay here, it would be better for our family of five to pack up and leave the capital, at least to have some peace and quiet."

When Song Yanxi heard this, her expression couldn't help but look a little ugly.

This is the most critical moment. How can they leave at this time?

His Majesty's health is getting worse day by day, and even she cannot accurately estimate how many days he has left to live.

There is still no definite clue about the person behind the Yan family's massacre in the previous life. What if the throne finally falls into the hands of that person...

Song Yanxi didn't even dare to think further.

Sensing resistance, Mo Jinchuan turned around and his eyes fell on her hand tightly gripping the door, his expression becoming even darker.

He couldn't stand it any longer and asked, "Xi'er, since you have no intention of becoming the queen, why are you so obsessed with that position?"

Knowing that she had to give him an answer, Song Yanxi pursed her lips and said, "The one sitting in that position must be a wise and benevolent ruler.

Otherwise, the Yan family will be slaughtered.”

Considering how cruel and ruthless that person is, even if there is no Lin Tingfeng as a knife, there will be Zhang Tingfeng and Xu Tingfeng to do these dirty things for him.

The Yan family's wealth has long been envied by others.

Just wait for the right opportunity to skin and bones it and swallow it.

She had never understood why a calculating and calculating person like Lin Tingfeng, who wanted to use everything to climb up the ladder, would do something that was considered ungrateful by the world.

It does not benefit his official reputation at all.

It may even cause His Majesty to be wary and colleagues to distance themselves from you.

Even in the history books, he will be remembered as a cruel and vicious person.

But he did it anyway, and among the more than one hundred people in the Yan Mansion, no one survived.

However, only a small portion of the property confiscated from the Yan family flowed into the general's mansion. What about the rest?

At that time, she was immersed in pain and resentment for being unable to take revenge, and did not pay attention to the details. She just thought that it was a customary way to deposit the money into the national treasury.

If this were true, why did Zhuang Shihan later complain to Lin Tingfeng that the imperial court was going to increase taxes on merchants?

Taxation has always been a major issue for the country.

How much to collect and how to collect it requires consideration from many aspects.

If it weren't for a war or a major disaster, there would be no fluctuations.

A sudden order to adjust taxes can only prove one thing.

The national treasury is in crisis.

Most of the money seized from the Yan family went into the pocket of the person behind the scenes.

This also explains why my grandfather had already left the court and his descendants had never participated in court factional struggles, but still could not escape the disaster.

Mo Jinchuan's expression was stern, "Xier, do you know something?"

Song Yanxi lowered her eyes and said softly, "These are just my guesses. It's up to the prince whether to believe it or not."

As for the rest, she couldn't say it at the moment.

It was a special favor from God that she had the chance to start over again, and she shouldn't push her luck any further.

Some words are destined to rot in your stomach.

She didn't dare to try, nor could she afford the backlash that would come from leaking the opportunity.

Seeing her lowered eyes and silent, Mo Jinchuan sighed softly, "Xi'er, how could I not believe you?"

Song Yanxi felt even more ashamed when he heard this.

He was so sincere to her that he could be said to be a treasure.

But she didn't even dare to tell the truth.

Compared to him, her love was so insignificant.

When Song Yanxi thought of this, she felt a tightness in her chest. She was about to find an excuse to leave when she heard Mo Jinchuan ask, "Xi'er, what do you think of your ninth brother?"

Hearing this, she was stunned.

Her intuition told her that Mo Jinchuan was not joking.

He was seriously asking her what she thought about the Ninth Prince's succession to the throne.

Song Yanxi opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

He was the one who just said that the Ninth Prince was still young and could not bear the burden, but he was also the one who turned around and asked her what she thought.

Yes, she knew he had no interest in that chair.

But even if he didn't want it, he should have been cautious and chosen a suitable candidate from other royal relatives.

Instead of taking out a baby like now...

If it gets out, there's no need to worry about people laughing at you.

Looking at Song Yanxi's indescribable expression, Mo Jinchuan smiled, "Xi'er, do you think that I am fooling around?"