Chapter 920 Let You See If I Can Do It

Mo Jinchuan nodded, "Hongrui once had a younger sister named Hongxing, who used to serve Empress Defei.

One day, she accidentally bumped into her third brother who was visiting the palace to pay his respects. Concubine Yu believed she was deliberately seducing her and punished her by making her kneel in the snow all night. The next day, when she waited for Hongrui to change shifts, she had already been dead for a long time.

Song Yanxi's face turned pale, and her nails dug into her palms tightly. "Empress Yu is so arrogant, Your Majesty..."

Thinking of the Left Prime Minister standing behind Concubine Yu, she laughed at herself, "How could I forget that as long as the Qu family survives, His Majesty will not touch Concubine Yu.

Not to mention, the Hongrui sisters are nothing more than servants in the eyes of the nobles, and no one would seek justice for them even if there was irrefutable evidence.”

Mo Jinchuan's eyes were cold and gloomy. "Hongrui knew she was powerless to shake the favored Imperial Concubine Yu, so she turned to the Empress Defei for help."

Two people who also have a blood feud with Concubine Yu do not need too many words, just one look can make you understand what is in your heart.

They want Concubine Yu to pay for her blood debt with blood.

But dying so easily would be too easy for her.

Concubine De wanted to make her have nightmares every night, live in fear all day long, and eventually die of heart failure due to fear.

Hongrui wanted to see the once high and mighty Concubine Yu suffer from nightmares and turn into a monster that was neither human nor ghost.

But God did not give her this opportunity.

Once the truth was revealed, Hongrui, knowing that she could not escape death, jumped into a well and died in order not to implicate Concubine De.

Recalling the look in Mo Jinchuan's eyes when he mentioned Princess Yaoyao, Song Yanxi understood.

If it were her, even if she knew the inside story, she would not choose to expose a mother who had lost her daughter and had been desperate and barely survived for so many years relying on hatred.

But although Emperor Xuande was somewhat responsible for what happened back then, it cannot all be blamed on him, not to mention that they had a son.

The crown prince has not yet been decided. She is so anxious to take action. Isn't she afraid that Prince An has no chance of winning?

To put it another way, she has already endured for so long, so why rush it?

If she rashly takes such a risky move, her entire family may be executed if she is not careful. Isn't she afraid at all?

Mo Jinchuan: "Father has the intention to make my ninth brother the crown prince on his first birthday."

Song Yanxi blurted out, "Hasn't Your Majesty been waiting for the prince to compromise?"

Before she could lament the emperor's unpredictable mind, Mo Jinchuan coughed lightly and said, "I told my father that my broken legs had injured my vital organs, and he changed his mind."

Song Yanxi's eyes were filled with suspicion. "Your Majesty believes it?"

This kind of rhetoric is only good enough to fool a three-year-old child, let alone Emperor Xuande who had seen many storms.

He just needs to call a doctor in to check and he will know the truth.

Unless, he did not believe the prince's one-sided words, but really asked someone to take a look.

But when they were in the palace earlier, she had clearly noticed when she accidentally fell on his lap...

Could it be that he was injured again last time at Baito Peak?

Song Yanxi bit the tip of her tongue, feeling annoyed.

She shouldn't have asked such a question when it came to matters concerning a man's dignity, so as not to hurt his feelings.

However, if he is really injured, he still needs to be diagnosed and treated as soon as possible, so as not to delay it too long and cause harm to his health in the future.

As for the rest, she was after him as a person, not anything else.

If it really can't be cured, that's okay.

After all, he already has a son and a daughter, and both of them are sensible and considerate, which is enough for her.

Seeing Song Yanxi's look gradually change from worry to calmness, Mo Jinchuan's face darkened, and he said with gritted teeth, "I'm fine, those were just excuses I told my father.

He didn't believe it at first, but after hearing that you had seen it, he finally gave up."

Song Yanxi nodded, "It's good that His Majesty can come to terms with it. With the edict he personally wrote, it will be much easier for His Majesty to support the Ninth Prince to ascend the throne in the future."

Hearing that she didn't mention him at all, Mo Jinchuan's face suddenly became darker.

He reached out and held her, saying in a deep voice, "Follow me."

Seeing that he was actually going to the inner room, Song Yanxi frowned, "What are you going to do, Your Majesty?"

Mo Jinchuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, almost through his teeth, "Let me show you if I can do it."

Song Yanxi's face suddenly turned red, and she cursed softly, "What are you doing in broad daylight?

If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for kicking you out."

Mo Jinchuan took a step forward and said, "Every word I said was true, how can it be said that I was being foolish?"

Song Yanxi subconsciously took a step back, her brows slightly furrowed. "Your Highness, if you have anything to say, just talk it over nicely. How can you just let someone attack you so easily?"

Just by mentioning it, she felt her cheeks burning hot, and her heart in her chest seemed to be beating out uncontrollably.

Who would say such embarrassing words in broad daylight?

What a bastard! He had the nerve to ask her what "being stupid" meant, and he wasn't afraid that An San would hear and laugh at him.

Seeing Song Yanxi lowering her head and the tips of her ears flushed red, Mo Jinchuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, "Xier is a doctor, you should know that the most important things in medicine are observation, listening, questioning and palpation.

Why, do you need a layman like me to remind you?"

With every word he spoke, he took a step forward and soon pushed the blushing Song Yanxi into a corner.

These were clearly four very serious words, but when they came out of his mouth, they inexplicably carried a hint of tenderness.

Especially the word "望", the ending tone he deliberately stretched out was so convoluted that it made people's hearts tremble.

Song Yanxi's legs inexplicably felt weak, and she quickly put her hands in front of his chest to prevent him from taking another step forward.

She took a deep breath, raised her eyes to look at him, and asked with anger in her eyes: "Your Highness, do you think that I am the kind of casual and frivolous person?"

Mo Jinchuan's smile froze, and he blurted out, "This king has absolutely no such intention."

Song Yanxi asked coldly, "What does the prince mean now?"

The two of them were so close that they could clearly feel each other's hot breath.

Mo Jinchuan couldn't help but have more regrets in his eyes. He directly pulled Song Yanxi's hand and placed it on his heart. He said in a muffled voice: "Xi'er, if you don't believe my sincerity, you can dig it out and take a look."

"What are you looking at?"

"See if it's dancing just for you."

When their eyes met, Song Yanxi felt something buzzing in her ears, and her gaze fell on Mo Jinchuan's thin lips.

The corners of his lips drooped slightly, revealing the owner's grievance at the moment.

Song Yanxi's mind moved slightly, and she reminded him, "Mo Jinchuan, you'd better let me go first."

Hearing this, Mo Jinchuan tightened his grip on her wrist, his eyes dark as he asked, "What if I don't let go?"

Song Yanxi: "Then I'm going to kiss you."

After she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe without waiting for Mo Jinchuan to react.

The moment their skin touched, Song Yanxi thought, it turns out a man's lips can be so soft.

When she succeeded and wanted to pull away, she found that the man's big hand had wrapped around her waist, completely blocking her way out.

Mo Jinchuan stared at her with a gloomy look in his eyes, his Adam's apple moving slightly, "Xi'er, this is not called kissing."

He slowly leaned over, wanting to kiss her, when he heard An San's respectful voice from outside, "Master, young lady, something has happened."