The once powerful second prince Zhao Hong has completely lost his power.
As glorious as he was in the past, he is now in such a miserable state that even the palace maids and eunuchs do not treat him well and have left one after another.
This gap made him painful, but what was even more painful was the death of his mother.
Zhao Hong could only drink to drown his sorrows, getting drunk every day.
When the wine was finished, he shouted, "Bring me another jar of wine!"
However, the only voice in the empty palace was his.
Realizing this problem, the drunk Zhao Hong laughed softly at first, then gradually louder, his laughter filled with weirdness and grief.
"Zhao Beichen, hahahaha... Zhao Beichen, you made me lose my love and made my life worse than death. I want you to have a taste of this, hahahaha..."
Zhao Hong crawled over to his own small treasury, looked at the few remaining gold, silver, and jewelry, packed them up, and curled his lips slightly, "That's enough."
…
Mu Beichen was reading a book in the hall, but if you look closely, you will find that the contents of the book are all about a person's daily life, every move, every frown and smile.
At this moment, the eunuch Xiao Lingzi who followed him hurried over and knelt down to salute, "Your servant pays respects to the Third Prince."
Mu Beichen didn't even raise his eyelids, his eyes still fixed on the book. "Get up, what's going on?"
Xiao Lingzi stood up, slowly moved closer, and whispered, "The Second Prince has bribed an assassin to kill the young master of the Yu family."
Hearing this, Mu Beichen paused flipping through the book and looked up at him, "Intercept it."
"Yes." Xiao Lingzi turned around and took a few steps when he was stopped by Mu Beichen.
He looked at the little man in the book, his eyes darkening. He stood up, walked in front of him, and glanced at him. "Find someone to disguise themselves as him. Remember, find someone who is not afraid of death. I will give you a large reward."
When Xiao Lingzi heard this, she didn't quite understand what he wanted to do, but she still did it.
Mu Beichen watched his receding figure, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "Come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in black appeared behind him and knelt on one knee, "Master, please give your orders."
Mu Beichen slowly turned around and looked down at him, "Before that, I want to ask you a question: is your master me or my father the emperor?"
Hearing this, the man in black looked up at him with a cold expression, but it was not difficult to see his sincerity. "Since the emperor has assigned me to the master, my master will always be you."
"Very good." Mu Beichen's expressionless face finally showed a slight fluctuation, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "I want you to go to Yu Mansion and bring Yu Yanxi here. You should know what to do."
The man in black lowered his head and placed his hand on his chest, "I understand."
Mu Beichen curled his lips slightly, "Go ahead."
After saying that, the man in black disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mu Beichen glanced at the books on the table, his deep black eyes unfathomable.
Yu Mansion, back garden.
Yan Xi ate melon seeds and cakes, watching the carp in the pond and following their movements.
System 5555: "Host, it's been three years, and the mission progress hasn't increased. You haven't even bothered to find the hero. This dragging on is not a solution."
Yan Xi lowered her eyes, "Mu Beichen is very busy and has no time to see me."
System 5555: “…” No, do you think I’m a fool?
"How could that be? The mission is already 99% complete, which means the hero likes you very much. If he likes you, he will meet you no matter how busy he is. And you haven't even tried it, so how do you know?"
Yan Xi couldn't eat any more melon seeds, so he clapped his hands and said, "Since he likes me so much, why didn't he increase my progress that day?"
System 5555: “…” Good fellow, you hit the nail on the head.
"Well, I don't know either. Why don't you go and ask the reason?"
"..." Yan Xi gave a deathly smile, "Are you sure?"
System 5555 chuckled, "I'm not sure... right?"
Yan Xi's expression was indifferent: "Yeah."
What does "hmm" mean?
System 5555 feels so tired. What's wrong with the host? He is becoming less and less motivated.
He used to be really into this kind of thing.
System 5555 was puzzled and very depressed.
It’s too difficult. If I continue like this, what will happen if the adults hold me accountable? Will my brother be dismissed from his job?
System 5555 was worried, and so was Yan Xi.
He knew that he couldn't be passive, but he really couldn't face Mu Beichen. When he saw him, he would think of that night and remember that he had betrayed that person.
That feeling is so uncomfortable and heart-wrenching.
Yan Xi tried hard to convince himself, but he still didn't want to move. His head was buzzing and painful, so he simply lay down and went back to his room to sleep.
He had just laid down and the quilt was not even warm when he smelled a cool fragrance. Then his eyelids became heavy and he lost consciousness.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but in a daze, Yan Xi felt a pair of hands touching his face, and a soft touch came up.
Yan Xi frowned and tried to open his eyes, but saw that familiar handsome face. His pupils suddenly constricted and his body stiffened slightly. He stretched out his hand to push him away, but was restrained by the backhand.
"Mmmm!" Let me go!
Mu Beichen let go, raised his head, and stared at him quietly, "Yanxi, stop struggling. Whether you like it or not, don't ever think about leaving me."
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